War of the Change

Home of Sweet Hell




Getting back home she looked prim and proper her hair in a French braid, clothes nice and clean, nails scrubbed and painted, shoes buffed and polished. Yet her face, it was sunken in and pale her eyes seemed to glow hauntingly forcing them to feel uncomfortable around their strange relative. Clutching her books to her chest she looked up at each relative with slow unblinking eyes as if trying to replace their importance back in her life. Day to day life put a strain on the frail body but the people in that day to day life put the worst strain on her heart and mind. Serena and her twin brother Dias lived with the family matriarch Grandmother Sophie her two daughters Annabelle, Melinda and their ever so “faithful” husbands Joshua and Samson.

There was a girl living here too her name was Tiffany and was Annabelle’s daughter but not related to her husband, a nice affair that is. Tiffany was a prissy little snitch who wanted to follow in her grandmother’s shoes and rule the village as a monarch just like she does, therefore never looking twice at Serena or Dias in comparison or for companionship…the bitch. Dias didn’t see playing with girl’s fun. He took seriousness in his schooling and lessons afterwards, but while his plans are of piano lessons and things of that nature Serena’s was more on bending her will to fit in and around other people. A child speaking of dancing wolves and laughing dragons was not a sound child to the eyes of any adult and most children for that matter. They didn’t know about ‘teacher’s’ play times or care to wonder why her body was bruised and hurt for days afterwards, all that mattered was that she stopped talking and being odd in front of guests.


That was a bull faced lie, Uncle Joshua and Uncle Samson knew…they took her to the ‘doctors’ their self it seemed as soon as their parents died shaking her head Serena refused to think about it, some things just weren’t meant to be thought about especially with no outlet for the emotions.

They didn’t care at least it wasn’t one of the dark books in the library; she always was disinclined to being touched after a lesson her skin looking raw and pale they shrugged it off to being scrubbed clean. She went to the lesson today because they had found her in the garden planting seeds, the dirt was in her hair, under her nails, well where it could go it went and on top of it all it had been raining out. Sophie was in her study while her two daughters with the escort of their husbands left for some shopping leaving the care of the children in the hands of the mansion staff. Sitting far away from her ‘family’ Serena opened Iron Lust and began where she had stopped, fully blocking everything and one out.

~~ “Sweet Allydah did you think I was going to wait for you?” The girl giggled clutching tighter onto him pressing her well endowed breasts into his arms, she was dressed like a cave woman but instead of a brown for the wrist bands, ankle bands, fur skirt and bikini top it was leopard’s pelt. Bright clear blue eyes glowed at her wickedly.

“Come on Axie lets go play.” Rubbing herself on him, he shot her a sly look.

“Once I deal with her, slut.” Grabbing her ass laughing he turns back at where Allydah was, who had landed and was backing off farther away her wings around her defensively.


“You are not Axel, he would never do this! YOU ARE NOT AXEL!” Spinning around she ran face first into another man and fell on her butt, her dress sliding up for his perverted view. Grunting as she landed, angry sapphire eyes turned up at whom she ran into.


“Sweet little Allyd, you should be more graceful. Like your mother used to be.” Lightening crashed in her dark sapphire abyss known as eyes, her mother was one of those subjects for her temper to push to its limitations, as the tiny leash of sanity had tried keeping its uncertain control.


“Who the fucking hell are you and how dare you say something like THAT! I AM NOTHING LIKE THAT FUCKING HAG NOTHING!” Lips curled back showing off impressively sharp canines as a snarl growled from her throat.


Pulling off black reflective sunglasses steely gray eyes bore upon her, “I am what you have been running from and of course you are nothing like her, she was better.” Grinning he lifted his elbow and a big raven soared through the air landing on his air cawing loudly at Allydah. Wide-eyed Allydah backed away from the spiky blue haired man in a hooded trench coat that reached the bottom laces of his black boots. Yet did not realize it put her closer to the ascending Axel.


“Now, now Cayenne, don’t frighten the poor guardian.” Laughing he snaked a hand up her chest and clasping onto the front of her neck so both her hands instinctively wrapped around his wrists.

“What is wrong dear darling lover?” Axel bit hard into the side of her fox ears causing a scream to tear from Allydah’s lips, her ears were one of the few things that was super sensitive even through all the torturing.


Struggling in vain to get out of the larger being’s arms made the once powerful keeper seem weaker by the second, Allydah dug her nails into his hand trying to escape. Even the strongest of people will find themselves in positions they cannot fight. “You are not Axel! He would NOT be doing this! He loves me! We were supposed to marry…” Tears pricked her distressed eyes as he gathered her hands and pulled them over her head touching her spine. “Axel…Please…Wake up and come back to me!” Axel’s hand stroked her inner thighs and slowly worked up promptly ignoring her pleas. Cayenne watched in interest, even though the way he had her arms tugging lower and lower it did not look like it pained her.


A wicked smile played a crossed his blue lips, she was more pained by the betrayal of her once lover HA! “Oh but Allyd that IS Axel well…the new and improved Axel. He is on Raynen’s side now so stop your bitching. You are nothing to him, and never will be but a toy for his pleasure and amusement.”


The girl pouted and spun around storming into the darkness alone and mad that Axel was playing with another girl, Axel’s jaguar watched in distaste the clouded look in it’s eyes clearing up a bit and something told him this was wrong and he should stop his master from harming her. “No this isn’t true…please Axel…you can’t want to do this” Her eyes were almost lifeless as Axel’s hand started to move aside her thong and touch her once sacred area.


“Come on Allydah, just be a good girl and struggle for me.” Laughing he pushed a finger along her slit causing her to shudder and her eyes glaze over.


“Please stop Axel…you’ve been brainwashed…” Instincts screamed for her to fight but her heart just would not allow it…how could the man swear his undying love to her…be violating her right now.


A feminine war cry sounded through the area, loud enough for his grip to loosen and his head turned looking for the voice, but not loud, enough to knock them all off guard. Allydah took her opportunity and dove out of Axel’s reach, spreading her wings she took to the sky whispering. “Thank you Vitani…” A pink and purple blur sped around her and disappeared as quickly as it came into a small patch of light.


“ALLY is that you?” Looking up on the higher ledges, Allydah spotted Brayden riding on the back of the black and brown wolf.


“Brayden? RUN AWAY NOW!” In sheer panic Allydah dove up to the boy and wolf not having it register, she still had all her extra appendages out. Getting off the wolf, he stood on the edge to get a closer look at her.


“Ally? That IS you! What happened to you?” Allydah slammed into them hauling the boy up in one arm and holding the wolf by the gruff of his neck. Into the trees she twist and sped the weight of the two almost non-existent as the adrenalin rushed through her veins like fire on a gasoline trail. Yelling became fainter and fainter as did the caw of the raven and still she didn’t stop until she reached the edge of the forest and landed setting down the two males.


The wolf snorted and shook walking around a bit as Brayden sat dazed on the floor staring up at her. “Who are you?”


Allydah looked down at him sadly. “A creation of torture…that’s all you really need to know Brayden…now get up, we are close to your mother.” The sun started to rise as a tug pulled her into an unknown direction. Whispering to herself, Allydah pushed her bangs out her eyes, “Why do you want me to take him there so bad?” Knowing her question would be unanswered, Allydah willed her abnormalities into invisibility leaving her in the ruby sundress, ballet shoes and having long ebony black hair in clipped up pigtails. Allydah pointed to where they needed to be heading to, Brayden and his new friend bounded in front of her wanting to get there first a smile was not present on his lips as he ran.


Looking around the run down apartment Allydah made her way to the far end of the place. The bdsm styled apartment was being paid for with stolen money, seeing how it was easy to rip off people going toward strip clubs or coming out of bars. They could afford better but with always being on the move, they learned it was better to buy cheap, save for later than to of bought a lot and have to work harder when the time came to move. It has been four years to the day, that she met Cayenne and saw Axel with the blonde haired bitch. Sighing she dragged her fingers along the walls, not truly believing how fast the years flew by.


Allydah came to a thick door with a huge black and brown wolf lying sadly blocking the opening of the door. “Hey boy…” Allydah pat his head absent-mindedly and the wolf got up moving for her to open the wooden door revealing a barred medal security door. Peering through she watched Brayden with a frown.


Cold mellifluous deep ruby red blood spilled down his face as tears from his blood shot eyes, staring in petrified fear, the lachrymal streams of blood dripped from his trembling jaw. His lips were blue and strained cries of agonizing pain tearing them from his lungs. His beautiful, young, innocent and features were twisted with terror and pain reshaping him into a demon. His long black hair was slick with blood as he convulsed against the bleak stonewall, blood dripped down that same wall where he clawed the stone until his nails broke from his flesh every muscle strained and twitched. His silky, long sleeved black poet shirt was rolled up to his elbows, while torn, shredded, and exposing bleeding skin beneath. The shirt expanded and collapsed as his deeply heaving chest, partially exposed by the incompletely buttoned up shirt, moved frantically. Beneath stylishly ripped dark blue jeans, his legs shook with the strain to stand. Blood splattered over his black leather boots because well, he was trying to speak but nothing would come out.


She watched from the sidelines quietly, sad blue eyes never flickered from the once healthy boy now a starve struck man. Allydah reminisced the old times four years ago, before the bloodied man flipped his lid and got what he wanted through the orb. Her mind slowly faded into the past as she retold herself what happened. It was a mistake taking him to his mother it was a mistake letting him hold onto the orb, evil has done its job trying to raise an angel on their side. He clutched it and his mother’s eyes opened wide and yellow, she sat up with fangs, his wish for his mother to be alive made her a rare being in these days called a vampire.


She whispered words in a far off language and his once brown eyes changed into cold gold ones, grasping onto the orb his age and body almost doubled. His body matured so much he had to be in his upper teens being a 5’8 heightening man instead of a boy. His reunion with his mother did not last…the sun fully came up only minutes later and dusted her on the spot. The terror filled screams she let out attracted a lot of attention so I had to fight or flight think and fast, and well not being dressed for a fight and too shook up to think right I jumped out the window with Brayden and followed by his new pet.


Barely getting back to the forest Brayden had collapsed in a fit of pain, blood poured from his mouth and his body changed, a rather long fluffy dog like tail grew it was a deep emerald that almost matched the way his new pet was. Round pointed cup like deep emerald furred ears emerged from the top of his head as his human ears vanished. It was a remarkable sight indeed; I never witnessed a rage that could pull out the inner demon in you. His eyes glowed gold shimmering with fire as he looked up at me. Ah but it was in the past now and he had learned his control and now…he was suffering from apparently a very vivid nightmare. Focusing back into reality Allydah looked at what Brayden was doing. “Brayden dear?” Allydah came to love the little one as if her own through the years of Cayenne and his bastard minions’ chasing the two. For her, the feminine body she possessed and grimoire, while for Brayden was his powers and young body eligible for fighting hard. “Brayden…answer me honey” He was now a 5’9, 180-pound man matching up to her 5’6 and 135 pound self. The key was patience into handling him while his soul was over taken with the evil side. Allydah opened the door slipping in and closing it hoping when the time came that she could open it again.


Brayden’s eyes opened flashing gold as deep emerald pelted ears were up and alert, focused on her his emerald furred wolf tail swished in excitement. “Miiiinnneee” Brayden snarled and came at her swiftly pinning her to the wall hands above her head in crushing force.


“Brayden wake up, please Brayden!” Allydah shivered as he sniffed up the side of her neck and licked from her jaw to her ear he worked his legs between hers forcefully. Letting out a desperate whine of warning Allydah worked her leg back in and kneed hard into his groin causing him to back off in a cry of sheer pain. Dropping low and hissing loudly, she pulled back like a viper ready to strike waiting for him to come back at her instead of locking him alone in the cell like the evil demon he is, deserved. “Brayden!”


He looked at her his eyes flickering to brown and he collapsed on the extra mattress set up in the cell for that purpose. Brayden’s 17 year old body laid bloody and battered, through his own beatings and punishment, heavy panting could be heard bouncing all over the walls. Silver eyes watched silently through the bars of the door, ears laid back against its head the lone wolf Brayden picked up four years ago had grown big at least a foot bigger than normal wolves, lengthwise and height wise. To anyone in this old styled bdsm used apartment, which of course explains the cell, the wolf was just a big dog staying with Brayden and Allydah. Sighing and dropping the attack position, she looked around at all the marks on the wall. Allydah walked over and sat on the bed pulling Brayden’s head into her lap stroking his blood-strewn hair gently while murmuring healing spells in a soft melody, hoping to sooth his nightmare stricken mind. “It’ll be alright Bray. I promise…they wont steal you away from me…I wasn’t there for Axel…but not you, I will be there, here and everywhere keeping you safe. If it’s the only thing I can promise that is it.”


Brayden turned in his sleep burying his face into her stomach wrapping his arms around her tightly in soft scared whimpers. Sighing again, she rubbed his back shushing him. “It’ll be all okay.” Allydah laid down curling around him allowing him to sleep in the darkness of his mind. It didn't seem to last long as groans filled the cell and he pulled himself up coughing blood on her black and purple jump suit.


"I'm sorry Allie." Brayden jerked away from Allydah staggering to his feet and into the near by wall.


"You know if you were more of a prick I might just of had to kick your ass boy." Allydah gave him a sincere smile trying to tell him it's all okay. ~~

Serena looked up for a moment seeing her brother’s darker eyes drilling into her form, cocking her head they stared at one another her eyes issuing an I dare you while his was a not so friendly I challenge you. Nonetheless upon hearing their Aunt call for him and Tiffany to eat Serena snorted as he obediently got up and went to her call murmuring a soft aggravated as she followed him with her eyes, “Males.” Not thinking about the fact her Aunts came home at all or the fact she wasn’t called for supper Serena went back to her book eager to find out the rest about Allydah’s life.

~~ Chuckling, blood dribbling down his chin, Brayden undid the door and worried silver eyes clashed with exhausted brown ones, "I'm alright boy." petting the wolf's head half heartedly, Brayden staggered into the bathroom locking the door behind him.


Heaving herself up Allydah looked around the room. "This is disgusting..." Making up her mind she left the cell to get a bucket, rags, cleaning supplies, and scrubbing brushes to clean the mess up.


Looking around and seeing her work completed Allydah threw the scrub brush into the dirty watered bucket. Getting up and wiping her hands on her dirty blue apron, Allydah wiped the sweat off her brow walking out the room. Sniffing her hands Allydah headed for the bathroom and upon hearing the water in the bathroom still going she huffed in slight annoyance wanting to get cleaned up herself. Leaving the bucket by the door and running her hands through her hair shaking off the wave of dizziness, Allydah walked down the hall then into the kitchen, glancing up at the clock she heaved a sigh and started looking for things to make lunch for herself, Brayden and Phelan. Opening the fridge and looking through the contents for an idea of a meal, Allydah sighed closing the door and washing her hands in the sink in deep thought.


Phelan trotted into the kitchen brushing against Allydah’s leg in comfort as he passed her, smiling down at him in return Allydah pulled out a treat for the wolf, it being a raw thawed out steak, which in turn he gladly took before laying down under the dining room table, Allydah, who had made steak just last night saw it no lost of a meal. “You know Phelan, if I didn’t know better I’d say you know just how to get what you want out of me” Giggling to herself as the wolf barked softly which sounded more like a scoff before tearing into his steak, Allydah went back into the fridge pulling out a few vegetables to make a soup out of scratch.


Allydah’s elf like ears perked up at the sound of a loud thump from the bathroom, setting down the pot she made her way to the door. Only a few steps away she reached out for the knob and a pinging noise reached her ears. Twitching slightly she tried pushing it out her head, but it wouldn’t let up and slowly the noise got louder. Something clicked inside of Allydah and her once vibrant sapphire eyes dulled to a dusty navy color as her arms fell limply to her sides weakly.


Phelan peaked out the doorway watching as Allydah turned and was walking stiff as a board towards him and then passed him heading for the front door. Whimpering for her attention while picking up on bad vibes in the air, Phelan reached out with his muzzle and nipped at her hand whimpering louder as she kept going. In a panic the black and brown wolf dove in front of the door trying to stop Allydah, his lips pulled back in a feral snarl for intimidation. With a wave of her hand Phelan went airborne in to the living room, crashing hard into the wall stunning him a bit and stopping him from getting directly back up. Allydah left only wearing dark blue sweat pants and a black tank top with some flip-flops into the run down streets of L.A.


Phelan threw his head back howling loud in pain and horror calling for his master as Allydah vanished from the protection of their home. Brayden came running out in a towel, frowning deeply looking at the mess and the hurt wolf. “Phelan…Where’s Allydah?” He looked around still shaking from earlier, not sure he wanted to know where she was, not sure if he hurt her or worse. Phelan howled faintly looking at the door as a strange pulse of energy surrounded the knob. Reaching forward his eyes became unfocused for the strange power surrounding the knob had let him in on what was to come. “ALLYDAH!!!!” Throwing open the door all human rules went out the window as his demonic wolf blood started to take over, images flashed before his eyes making them glow eerily. Just it wasn’t him seeing things…it felt like he was watching from behind the eyes of another yet himself at the same time.


Madness and mayhem seethed in his mind, tormenting him. When it grew too overwhelming, when he could clearly see himself devouring her like his prey, he ran from her. He ran from the voices that echoed in his mind, slaughtering animals, angels, humans, beings, anything that crossed his path. When there was enough death and enough blood on his hands, the voices would quiet, satisfied at last by his blood and rage.


And he always returned to her.


“You stupid bitch,” he breathed, watching her from the brush. A dark haired, winged being was kneeling before a special flower, murmuring and placing pieces of oddly colored paper on the battered trees beside it. The moonlight bounced off her perfectly polished silver crown in the center a ruby pyramid making her look like the angel she wasn’t. His lip curled in contempt. Did she really think her silly spells would keep him away? The bond between them was too strong, too desperate to be broken that way. The Gods themselves wouldn’t keep him from her, wouldn’t keep him away from her family. He would punish her for this, oh yes he would. He would first punish her body and then, by the unholy gods themselves, he would drag her through the portal and punish her again while her family watched.


Yes.


He licked his lips just thinking about all the things he could do to her while her family watched. Then maybe she would understand how much he loved her, needed her, and she would never again be this stupid…he would completely teach her and have her trained right.


Yes!


He didn’t have to hold back, not anymore. She would accept him for what he was and will be no matter what the cost was. This was what she’d wanted all along maybe not by words but it was. Her body told him how she felt about him, the way she never refused him, the way she rutted him back just as hard and desperate, as if the sex was the only thing keeping insanity at bay. His claws would tangle in her hair and grip onto her fleshy firm butt lifting her to him in the night, making them become as one flesh, one soul. One dark and cursed soul, when the purity of her had been crushed, defiled until it became something beautiful.


Beautiful…


He came upon a sacred powered crystal flower, deep powers that could teleport only a short few from one world to another. SHE had gone through the portal, leaving him in her wake, he couldn’t allow this, and she was his! Agony shot through his body as soon as he touched the flower, barely getting a fingertip past the threshold of trees before he was violently thrown back. Brilliant light filled the sky and blinded him; every nerve of his body was suddenly flooded with white-hot pain, burning torment. He howled in sheer anguished fury, sounding like a beast that had been made mad from torture before its death. He hit the ground hard enough to cave it in, his face buried in the soft, dark earth. The trees around the sacred flower crackled with power keeping the demon away from following the female.


When Brayden came to, he couldn’t think, his head was throbbing as if a thousand blows had been rained upon his skull. He tried to open his eyes and get his bearings but the intensity of the pain was so great he vomited, heaving until his body trembled and shook. Just like a lowly human, exactly like a human not a myth not a demon not even an angel but a lowly disgusting WEAK human. His mind cleared suddenly, clouds parting and the clarity of a moonlit night filled his muddled heart. For a long time, he just lay still, breathing deeply and trying to come to terms with what had just happened.


She was gone. He’d never thought he’d drive her away and he never thought that he’d be the one to betray her. After everything they had endured together, for each other, He had never dreamed that he’d be the one to cause her pain. Wait was it him that drove her away?


He looked down at his hands in revulsion. The long claws, the way the blood had sparkled on them had excited him only a few minutes ago. Her fear, her pain, they had thrilled him, driven him to the brink of ecstasy. Now like a passing dream, that thrill was dead and cold. He was left alone to face the truth of what he had almost done the truth of what he had become.


Something was wrong with that train of thought! He didn’t even know her family let alone want to take her in front of them…What was messing with his mind? There was no time for this! Allydah was GONE! Phelan was a roaring mess trying to bring Brayden out of whatever world he got caught in. With a hard bite to his wrist his brain seemed to snap back into motion.


Diving out the apartment after ripping his mind from the events Brayden sprinted down the steps. He was desperate to save her from them and the desperation made him wild, Brayden started to change once again. His canines lengthened, his eyesight sharpened, claws produced from his nails, and all his senses exploded with extra power to find Allydah. “Please be okay.” His whisper echoed through the stairway. The same being that he brought out of an orb years ago was gone her scent fading fast, the only thing he wanted to protect from everyone’s judging eyes his beloved secret, Allydah.


*****


“Once upon a time,” Allydah whispered. “I thought that dreams could come true. Once upon a time, I thought I could be the one to change him. I was a fool to believe in fairy tales. There’s no such thing as happy endings.” Allydah looked up and out the caged she was foolishly trapped in. Having no control of her body at the time she relied on basic instinct on how to react, and at the moment it was making sure she stayed calm. The cage was too small for her wings to stretch out, yet too large to push against the bars.


“Oh my dear Ally,” Axel clanked a rather large hunting knife against the bars that held the once human mimicker now a being of torture. “Allydah, did you really think you could get away from me so easily? I am your soul mate remember?” He paced back and forth in front of her; scars littered his still bare chest as he was practically wearing the same thing she saw him in the few years that past ago. “You know Being, if you just started talking now this would all be over much sooner. So I will ask you once, where are the hearts of the pyramids.”


Allydah snarled showing off sharpened canines. “How should I know where they all are?” Chuckling Axel shot a power wave at her through his hand knocking the being into the other side of the cage violently.


“Let me rephrase that, where is the soul that can use the pyramid with a trapped soul inside and where is the pyramid heart that you were trapped in!”


Allydah’s lip curled back in a sinister smirk as her eyes begun to twinkle wildly, “Oh really, you want to know THAT.” Giggling softly she places a hand over her mouth daintily batting her lashes almost mocking Axel as she stood up and pressed her figure against the bars.


“Would you just answer me before I get in the killing mood, well too late I’m already there. Girlie you better start talking quick!” Growling low he paced like a caged lion in front of the bars eyeing her body up and down.


“Tell you what exactly? Who ever decided I knew what any of that stuff is? Let alone WHERE it is. You know it’s dangerous to assume too many things.” Allydah clicked her tongue leaning her back against the bars laughing at her self more than anything else, to him she was mocking who he was, and to her she just stopped caring. In her mind if he was going to kill her, he will be damned to know anything that she knew before that time and then it’d be too late.


His wings shuffled as he circled the cage, eyeing her up and down jaw tight and fists clenched, his rage radiating off like a ribbon of pride. “You know, you have to know. Who else WOULD know?” Axel gritted his teeth glaring if looks could kill, look. “I saw that orb with you the first night you found me out.” He growled dangerously his hand going for a dagger on the wall. Allydah closed her eyes thinking back to that day staying quiet for the sake of her own sanity. Yet the sound of soft giggling could be heard outside of the doors Axel came in from earlier, that broke through her rebounding thoughts and moments later the same well endowed blonde haired blue eyed, leopard pelted cave woman bounded through them this time wearing a grayish outfit that oddly reminded Allydah of restraints and belts.


Sighing in dismay Allydah leaned her back against the bars not facing Axel and touched each of her finger tips to their twin almost in prayer but her palms stayed a half an inch apart. The woman ran up to the cage screaming like a banshee yanking on her already fragile wings that stuck out on the sides, but Allydah held strong whispering into her hands steadily. “ANSWER ME BITCH!” Axel roaring that was the only warning she has before a long jagged knife was driven under her right shoulder blade.


Pain shot through her like an electric shock current, eyes bugged and mouth open wide. Yet as quick as the pain came quicker was the rage that followed. Jerking and spinning around she ripped her wing out of the banshee’s hands while turning towards Axel her hands and eyes glowing a multitudes of colors. “Water drawn to fire, fire drawn to darkness, darkness brings down the silence!” Shoving her hands out a dark demonic like being/light came straight out at them. Axel was the first one to be hit by this force before it devoured the whole room breaking apart the cage she was in. When the light died down Allydah looked around dizzily, her eyes blurred in near faint, she wobbled on her feet for a second before falling to her knees, the room was practically destroyed.


Looking around again she grinned sinisterly at all the damage. “Don’t’ mess with a snake; never know when it’ll strike.” She tried crawling but didn’t get more then an inch before blood started dripping out of her mouth and nose. “Don’t call me a bitch either, you stupid pri…” Falling forward to her hands her last thoughts were a call to Brayden and Phelan for help, her wings becoming a weight trap that she had to wield to. ***

A grin plastered on my face as I moved putting the book down to look at the ceiling my hands on my head as I thought. There was something about this story that just…made me feel like I could learn from this. Looking casually around and listening intently I could only guess everyone was still in the formal dining room eating. “If I remember correctly I think the…hmm nope I don’t remember correctly at all it seems.” I giggled feeling a tad bit stupid but luckily no one was here to see my lapse in memory. Sighing I fluff my hair lazily before picking up the book. Ah what I wouldn’t give for it to be snowing while I was curled up at the fire place with a blanket and hot chocolate. Looking over to the rumbling fire I rolled my eyes at myself, well one out of four isn’t so bad. Flipping back to my page I skimmed over and decided to skip a few pages before I found a page back onto Allydah and my interest peaked back up, almost instantly my mind melted back in.


***“Ugh my head..." Fluttering her eyes open to the odd wet sensation on her face Allydah forced her self up, at some point of passing out her powers took over and put her into a healing trance protecting her from any outside sources. It seemed to work well, as a wavering bubble still stood around her with Phelan and a really beat up Brayden staring in at her.


"Allydah? Are you...okay in there?" Shaking her head clear she looked around and jerked at the surprise of a furry face inches away from her and inside the bubble.


"Tokala?" Tilting her head to the side she stared into the emerald gaze of a rare being, the great, dire fox, with its coat slick and soft showing off it’s bright colors like the winter snow a pair of matching fur covered white wings extending from its back, it practically matched the size of Braden's wolf. The fox gave a yip and jumped onto Allydah licking her face happily as the bubble faded off of her allowing Brayden and Phelan to get close.


"Allydah what happened..." Brayden looked scared to even touch the Being as she was covered in blood and the wounds weren't visible. Allydah looked up at him as her eyes glazed over in a far off look. "Allydah? What's going on...?” His body may be an adult and maybe he shared his life with a demon but that didn’t matter, his mind was still that of a child's no matter how much the demon tried making his mind grow faster with the body. It was a fact she had to remind herself of often.


"All will be lost soon if no one acts...I’m sorry for this Bray…but there’s no time." Allydah reached up and grabbed his hand, her eyes flared almost erupting with neon red and a spiraling light swirled furiously around the two affecting everything close. "Submit and combine!"


“Wha?!” Brayden's body lifted up as it begun its transformation, releasing the demon that lay inside of him for so long and yet for no time at all and his head snapped back in a roar of muscles that rippled through his body and huge green and black dragon wings ripped out his back wrapped in barbed wire, ears of the wolf tribe adorn his head placed as naturally as a real wolf’s while his human ones vanished. Barbed wire then raced around his head making itself into its own makeshift headband. His hands were still human but were also shaped like a paw with razor sharp claws, barbed wire bracelets appeared around both his wrists and then his ankles. He grew larger shredding his clothes, his pants were torn up to around his knees shredded up but still covering him, his shirt was ruined when the wings came out so that just fell off him as if it never was on. His eyes dilated to a beastly yellow as his canines grew long and sharp mimicking a wolf's mouth, a long wolf's tail ripped out the back of the remaining cloth of the pants swiping left and right his head went straight up in a loud howl and smaller sized dragon wings ripped out from Phelan's back, an ebony gray color at best.


Allydah lifted her head up as she begun transforming her human like body to that which resembles a beast. Her ears grew longer and higher on her head, red fur covered her fox-like ears the tips being black fur, matching her long ebony black hair that had pulled back up into pigtails held up by clips and swayed to her ankles. Her sweats and flip flops transformed into the ruby colored spaghetti strap sundress stopping two inches above the knees and with a low backing making room for her wings and a v neck line. Matching ruby ballet shoes with lacings up to under her knees adored her feet. Her clawed fingernails have been painted red as bangles of red, silver and black flattered her wrists. The curve of her behind adored a new appendage; two sleek black tails with deep red rings all over flickered out behind her. Light lines of that of a cheetah began to show on her face as her complexion paled to almost translucent. Tokala watched silently as her master transformed.


"Take my hand demon." The name termite was hidden under that word which vividly relaxed the new male demon.


Brayden grabbed tightly onto Allydah's hand as her wings opened and pumped up at the same time a neon red hole opened up and she dove into it taking Brayden with her while the two animals followed quickly behind not wondering about what just happened. They left behind Axel and his female playmate who laid in a knocked out mess in the ruined room. Inside the newly transformed demon was a little boy that was truly scared and horrified by all this, but the demon who shared Brayden's soul was in control and followed Allydah instinctively. While another part laid in wait for a chance to make Allydah his mate, and that part was the beast that awoken so spontaneously and moved into Brayden's body when he awoke Allydah from her prison.


They flew against time it seemed Brayden tried hard as he could to keep hold of Allydah's hand as they spun and turned drastically through what seemed like a maze of demons and creatures of all kinds grabbing for them. Never the less Allydah stared straight ahead her eyes a gleaming neon red as her destroyed wings pumped harder and harder pushing them faster and faster beyond belief, you could see it in the creatures eyes no one with that amount of damage on their wings could move so fast with some kind of pain. Tense and stressed her mind ran with thoughts of complete damnation, she had to go faster she had to put as much space between them and those Angels. A slimy tail hit Brayden's and Allydah's hand breaking them apart, still it didn’t even faze the older being it just made her impossibly faster as she roared "FASTER" to Brayden and the other two.


Brayden's wings strained to catch up not used to the wings and with no practice to be doing this ever before yet something inside him took his wings on auto pilot forcing him to stay strong in his speedy flight twisting him out of the ways that the danger came at him pushing harder and harder. "ALLYDAH!" She was going too fast and now he could barely see her, his body was tiring too quickly for all this. Just as he thought all this was coming to an end and the wall in front of all this was getting dangerously closer, his wings shifted taking him straight up into the air where he could now see the light fast Allydah fighting with someone in front of this odd looking door. Collapsing to the floor once he reached a fogged up ground, his eyes turned back to it's puppy brown color but filled with exhaustion, Phelan and Tokala came in shortly behind him landing on either side of Brayden as he heaved for air his transformation flickered dimly, the need to help Allydah wasn't even there, hell he could barely acknowledge his surroundings let alone the fighting beings above his very head.


Black tentacles reached up griping onto Brayden’s tired body and wrapped him up, so up side down he hung watching the fight slowly being squeezed to death his demonic stated transformation lost in the pain. The wolf and fox took to the air wearily, not wanting to be trapped the same way Brayden just had been. Tokala easily sat in mid air in a sort of air walking way, Phelan having a more troubled time with it hovered dropping down a few inches every now and then only having to pull his body back up. Tokala’s furred wings folded behind her as she concentrated on the fighting beings only flickering her concentration to check on Brayden and Phelan who were both panting harder then humanly possible.


No words were said before Allydah and the being like woman, they fought hard against one another with ancient looking staffs, the woman had long raven hair in a French braid and soft burgundy eyes, no signs of hatred within either of them were present at all. Silence wafted into the air with only the clash of metal to break it. Within what seem to be days they finally stopped none of which were even panting with the strain of the fight, Allydah hovered slightly with her wings out to the max as if she was balancing on a thin wire in the air, the being woman didn’t have wings but looked like she was part white tailed deer. Her legs starting out like legs then shape into lithe hooves her arms and hands stayed human her eyes were big and doe like, a flickering tail was upright in alert behind her with a pair of brown deer ears turned facing Allydah with full attention completely unfazed by Brayden’s form.


Her form was one of defense truly not sure of what Allydah would do, her outfit was an old fashion black and gold Chinese dress with slits up to her hips so you could see the pants under it, you could just feel her experience within the air. “You shouldn’t have come this way.” Her ears twitched in sheer annoyance as her eyes narrowed in disappointment.


“I shouldn’t do a lot of things Enca but I do it anyway, now let us through before it’s too late.” Allydah’s tails twitched with the same annoyance both too stubborn to back down.


“You proved yourself worthy of the name Libitina, Young one.” Swishing the staff around in a series of motions some too quick for the naked eye yet all and all it ended in the same way, with the grand door that had chains and locks all over it drop and open with a passage leading deep into some where.


“Go quick, time is a rare thing to speak of.” Enca’s deer like ears jerked to the dip that Allydah, Brayden and the 2 companions came up from. Nodding Allydah gave a curt bow one of not respect but agreement, grabbing hold of Braden’s wrist and diving into the door, once they were all through it slammed shut and Allydah slipped into silent mode, the staff that she wield back in the fight was still with her. She was going at a slower pace but it was sill fast compared to anything Brayden has ever seen before. His wings protruded back out once she had his hand and he flew with her well more like glided along with her. Spinning through cave openings and through labyrinth like tunnels, this time she stayed close to the ground taking care to the fact she had followers in her mitts. Brayden held on for dear life his body feeling like a broken rag doll being tugged along by it’s uncaring owner, his eyes heavy with exhaustion his mind was in a rearing state of frenzy of how Allydah could have the raging ability to push this much and not of collapsed. His thoughts were soon held to a rapid stop as a huge beast came out of the dark hitting them all hard into the wall, Brayden didn’t know if Allydah was knocked out, dead or okay as his mind slipped into a dark peace and angry words faded off into nothing.


“Allydah?” Brayden rubbed his head waking up the first thing he noticed was she was no where to be seen and the second well, that would be the huge weight off his back. At some point and time his wings went away, and he got clothes…odd indeed, looking around he took in the fact he was in a soft fluffy, almost little girl’s bed taking another look around he spotted a bunch of glass looking dolls that were sitting around the room.


It was only like ten of them but their eyes were so life like it was eerie enough to want to hide away, but with your arms chained to a, what seemed like steel four poster bed, the sheets were white the comforter was a baby pink everything in the room was white or pink unless wood but even that was a light color, too bad he never cared for wood names or he might of actually known the name of it. Shaking his had he howled whimpering at the pain it caused to scream through his body. Thinking back to what had happened the words, ‘Fuck you FR…’ echoed through his mind before he past out, where was Allydah... Phelan and that fox Tokala and who was Fr?


“Hello?” Brayden slowly looked around from his tied down spread eagle position. A sickening creak announced someone was on his right and his head snapped to a pink eyed and long curly blonde haired doll that looked about 2 feet in height that was now standing on the shelf and yawning like she just woke up. With a few more sickening creaks she turned head and stared directly at Brayden with unblinking eyes.


“Hello young human boy.” Her voice was even that of a child’s as she jumped and almost flew to the bed it sounded like grinding glass every time she moved. “My name is Alicia, I will be your as you would say, caretaker, for your stay here so I must ask what is your name?” Alicia cocked her head staring down at Brayden and she grew, literally grew. Her body grew and developed into a 5 foot 2, 18 year old’s body, her Victorian dress grew with her but the length didn’t grow as long as it should have and it stopped at just below her bottom.


Hissing Brayden struggled to loosen the hold made upon him keeping a side glance on the evolving doll that was smiling too kindly at him. “My sweet boy I’m not here to hurt you unless you want me to. I’m just watching you until that beast of a girl you have been traveling with have gotten her said rewards for being the leg spreading whore she is.” Cocking her head and watching Brayden like nothing was wrong and what she said was an everyday occurrence. There was a ringing in his ears when she said the words Allydah had said to make him transform on the tip of his tongue but his body shuddered in exhaustion at the mere thought of tapping into that power so soon but the demon itself was thrilled at having a go into the world once more.


“Where’s my Allydah.” The doll’s eyes arched upwards in surprise as a bubbly laugh escaped her glassy lips the grinding almost covered the laugh itself.


“She is probably pleading for her life at the moment. Listen you young pup just relax and rest and you’ll be out soon enough.” She moved around the bed touching random parts of Brayden lightly, the only noise in the room was the grinding of her glass body as she moved, the doll giggled in wickedness and yet naivety was its undertone. “She’ll be under the masters and rutted till she bleeds to her death or begs for it.” Rage twisted inside of Brayden as Alicia kept talking about her theories on what the “masters” could be doing to the angel he called Allydah.


Brayden stared at the ceiling tears pricking his eyes, “You won’t harm her, and she is too strong for that.” Gulping back his body arched off the bed as a roaring scream tore from his throat his veins felt as if they were on fire and the demon inside him was breaking from his cage. ~~

“BOOK WORM” Tiffany screamed taking the book right out of Serena’s startled loosen grasp, “Mother wants you to go eat now, now that all the guests are gone for the evening. What is this anyway?” Reading a few sentences Tiffany scuffed, “Trash.” Ripping the paper back book in half she threw it in the nearby fireplace laughing like it was the funniest thing she’s ever seen.

“Bitch.” Serena sneered slowly standing up when the slightly older girl came at her, Serena racked her fingers down the thin porcelain face swiftly drawing blood with an ease of a cat while an ear blistering scream from the blonde hair blue eyed bitch echoed through the mansion. Tiffany ran from the room as Serena meagerly followed, with her Uncle thundering up the steps and her aunt waiting at the bottom to see what was wrong Tiffany met him half way down the steps crying which only made the pain from the salt entering her fresh wounds worse as Uncle Joshua petted her blonde curled hair in a soothing manner whispering lies of okay. Serena on the other hand stood at the top of the steps watching the events unfold, no emotions crossed her features just a haunting look of swirling hot anger and slight satisfaction at the payback.

Her outburst would cost her dearly she knew this but it had its reason, if you had power to defend yourself and yet you didn’t…wasn’t that foolish? Indeed it was but now with no proof of the book just marks on a twit’s face Serena turned and took another direction to get down the stairs, she’d have to prepare herself before they came and took her to the doctors for another checkup…as if her Uncles would want her to stay here, they’d probably pay double to make sure she stayed for at least a week. Icy rage filled her small body while she gracefully danced around the staff to begin hiding certain items that belonged to her until she could come and retrieve them.


“There will come a time you will need my help…and I will just laugh and turn away. What you have bestowed upon me will be your end.”


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