The Devil's Seed

__________________________________THE DEVIL'S SEED__________________________________

By- Jaiden


The rain is hammering against the windows, like bullets trying to break the glass. The wind howled like a wounded animal. Tree branched scraped the window as it swayed in the wind. Shadows crossed the room as the moon shone bright. Lighting stuck followed by a crack of thunder.

Thomas woke from his slumber, drenched in sweat from a nightmare, sitting up he reached quickly for his trusty gun as the sound of a scream was heard from the west wing. "Jordan, wake up.”

" Huh? What? " Came the groggy reply as she sat up from the bed, " W-what going on? "

He jumped out of bed, attentive as if he'd been awake for hours, glancing towards the door. "Just follow me.”

" A-alright, " She responded, as she threw the covers off of her and stood up, and then followed him quickly and quietly.

He opened the door to the dark hallway as the lightning slightly illuminated it for a second, casting wicked shadows on the wall. Again the scream was heard from the distant west wing. He ventured out in the hall, quietly. Jordan looked around cautiously as she followed him, jumping slightly as the lightening struck followed by another clap of thunder.

" Thomas who screamed? "

“ Maybe the old woman was right after all,” He replied, "We shouldn't split up, that's how the others vanished... Hold on to my shirt,” He instructed as he prepared his gun and continued down the hall, reaching the first door, he grabbed the handle. Jordan nodded as she reached forward and grabbed a handful of his shirt, keeping quiet as they inched forward noiselessly

The door went open and revealed the master hall of the castle. The rain ran down the huge windows as they began to cross towards the door that would lead them towards the west wing. "Are you okay?” he asked as his careful footsteps brought them closer to their destination.

" Course I am, why wouldn't I be? " She answered him.... then asked " Who do you think it was that screamed? "

In that moment it started pounding from the other side of the door to which they where headed. He stopped. The pounding stopped as well. "It's your first time in the field with me, just checking. "

" Oh yeah, thank you for asking, " She told him in a whisper, not realizing that he stopped she bumped into him a bit.

He turned to look at her, but in that moment, one of the windows shattered and the storm came rushing towards them along with a raven. It had glaring red eyes, and it was huge for a mere bird.

" Good lord, that bird is huge, " she commented as she brought her hand up to shield her face from the glass, looked back she caught sight of the bird,

He fired a couple of rounds at it to know avail as it continued straight towards her with a shriek. She covered her ears; the noise the raven made was loud as well as the gunfire that was mixed in.

He pushed her out of the way so she fell to the floor, and he was now in the path of the bird. As it hit him it vanished and he woke from the nightmare. He was back in the room in the east wing, and it was just as it was before, with rain and thunder. He was sweating, and the same scream was heard from the west wing.

Jordan woke slightly to the scream, sitting up she rubbed her eyes, " W-what? "

"Something's not right,” He replied. "Fetch your flashlight."

" A-alright, " She searched on the bed stand, and found her flashlight, switching it on she aimed it at the floor.

"Over there,” he exclaimed and pointed towards the crack underneath the wooden door. Then he reached for his trusty weapon. She did as she was asked and aimed the light so it beamed on the door, " What isn't right?

"Can you hear it?", he asked.

" The screaming? Then yes, "

The light revealed some blood flowing under the door, in a growing pool.

" Is that blood? " She asked as they both stared at the spot.

He got up and headed towards the door after handing her his weapon. He was careful not to step in the blood as he began to examine it. "Yes... but it's old."

" What do you mean its old? " she asked as she followed.

"Look, it's already starching,” He grabbed the handle and tried to open the door. "That's odd, it feels heavy." He looked at her eyes to see if he could detect how she felt about the situation.

" But I don't understand? " She told him as she looked back at him curiously

He pulled harder to open the door, revealing a dead body pierced to the other side with steel rods. "Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed, and then began to study the body a bit.

" What the hell is going on in this place? " She asked as she watched him work.

"Look at his face,” he responded.

She looked at the face of the corpse, then back at Thomas " What is that? " she asked almost horrified

"You're standing in his blood...” He uttered.

She looked down and jumped back as if she was burned, " Eck, that’s gross, " raising her gaze back to his she asked, " When did this happen? And why didn't we hear it? "

"That's where all the others gave up,” He responded as if offended that other detectives never took his abnormal cases seriously. He took the gun from her as she was accidentally pointing it at him, and looked away at a shadow. In the meanwhile, she took another curious look at the corpse. It opened its eyes and uttered, "The devil knows your lover,” but Thomas didn't hear it or see it. She shrieked slightly as it spoke and backed away from the corpse a bit more

He turned around and looked at her, "What? What's wrong?"

She raised a shaking hand and pointed at the corpse, " It... It spoke, "

"Jordan, it's pinned to the damn door with steel rods and it's missing half it's face.” he responded.

" I don't care it spoke, " She insisted.

He walked up to the corpse to examine the face once again, and it was still dead as when he last looked at it. That's when she saw it, and the end of the hall. A tall lurking shadow, just standing there, watching them.

“ S-somebody's out there, ”

He looked at her, then up towards the end of the hall, but no shadow. Then back to her. "Are you okay, Jordan?"

" Yes I'm fine... but I'm telling you I heard that thing speak, and I saw a shadow of something or someone watching us, I'm not crazy, "

"Just go get the camera from the bag and make sure the batteries are good.” he insisted.

She glared at him but did as she was told, getting the camera and making sure the batteries were fully charged, they were, walking over to him she handed him the camera

"Hmmm... What’s that?” he mentioned as he accepted the camera, and they both looked at it for a brief second. When they looked back up, the corpse was gone, and the blood pool from the floor had vanished.

A horrified look found its way to her face, " What's going on? " She looked at him.

"Quick, give me your shoe,” he demanded, giving no further explanation.

Walking over to the side of the bed she grabbed one of her shoes then walking back over next to him she handed him one. Taking it from her, he walked up to the door, examined where the steel rods had been, but there were no longer any marks. "Step around where the blood pool was,” He politely asked her. "And tell me what it said to you when it spoke.”

She did as she was told, " It said, ‘the devil knows your lover’... " She looked at him " What does that mean? "

"Not sure yet. But check your shoe for blood,” He insisted despite an odd look from her.

She checked her shoe, and found no trace of blood.

"Damn it, we lost it... ‘The devil knows your lover’,” He began repeating the phrase to him. The thunder once again rolled outside.

Jordan jumped at the sound, " You have no idea what’s going on? "

"Yes,” he said, then looked at her, "You are dreaming,” He said as he held up his gun and fired a shot in the direction of her face. She woke up instantly.

Jordan woke gasping for breath, almost screaming. It was daylight outside, the sun poured through the window shining in her eyes.

" Thomas? Thomas? "

He entered the room, "I thought I heard you, you're up, quick, get dressed, we have lots of work to do.” As he closed the door behind him she noticed marks on the door similar to those steel rods would have left.

She shook her head slightly, and was up and dressed in seconds. Going to the door, she examined the marks, then pulled the door open and went to help him. He looked towards her from several feet away as she was approaching.

"Hey, your shoes are leaving marks. Did you step in something?"

" I don't think so, " She leaned down and looked at the bottom of her shoes,

They where full of starched blood.

" What in the world?

"What is it?” he curiously asked.

" I don't remember stepping in blood, " she told him.

"Hmmm. " He exclaimed and took a few steps towards her. Their eyes caught each other. After a pause he began "You know. I... I really enjoyed last night, but I don't want you to feel that it has to be part of you working with me." She suddenly recalled last night, the kiss, and the passion.

" Yes... so did I, but don't worry I know it doesn't have to be, "

"I had a weird dream,” He mentioned after an uncomfortable silence.

" What was it about? " she asked

"I met the devil,” he responded softly, wondering how weird his new apprentice would think it was.

" W-what? " She stuttered slightly, as she recalled her dream as well, 'the devil knows your lover'.

"Yeah, I thought you might think it was odd.” he exclaimed. "But are you ready for the day? I want to explore the west wing."

" Yes of course I am, how could I not be. " She said snapping out of her daze

As they begin walking down the neatly lit hallway, he talks to her as they walk "What exactly is it that makes you believe in me so much?"

" I don't know, I feel safe with you ... if you don't mind me asking... what else happened in your dream? "

"I don't think I should talk about it,” he spoke while opening the door to the master hall. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable,” he continued and then entered the master hall. "We have to stay focused,” he reasoned while walking through the room. She noticed the broken glass on the floor next to the window.

She stared at the glass, and then back at him, " I promise I won't, "

He looked back at her. "We made love,” he softly spoke out. "I don't remember much, it was a terrible setting... What are you looking at?"

" Nothing... I... I had an interesting dream as well

"And still. It was the oddest thing. It was as if I kept waking up. What about yours?” he inquired curiously.

" Yes mine as well except a murder happened, metal spears held the body to our door, hardly any face left, and yet it spoke, "

"Spoke?” he quizzed her.

" Yes, "

"Let me show you something. I wanted to yesterday, but you know...” he proclaimed.

" I know what? What is it?

He pulled out an old, wrinkled photograph from his pocket. "It's the first known picture ever taken. He used to live in this castle.” He hands her the photograph, it was of the man that she say pierced to the door. "It's said he captured the devil's spirit and made men do terrible things,” He continued. "A lot of unsolved murders happened here.”

" T-that's the person that was nailed to our door by steel rods, “

"Huh?”

" The body said, ' the devil knows your lover ' and that's when I saw a ghost or something in the shadows, this is way to weird... What's going on? "

"You must be feeling something I’m not, I don't sense anything about this situation.” He pulls out his gun slowly.

" I don't know it's just weird "

He hands her the gun. "Take this, and meet me in the west wing. We can cover more ground if we split up.”

" Alright, " she took the gun, then turned, and went the other way.

"Wait,” he uttered quickly.

" Huh? " she stopped and looked back at him

"Be careful, and pay attention to your surroundings.”

" Don’t worry I will, " She responded as she turned back and continued walking

Jordan enters the hall leading to the west wing. It's quiet as a tomb. She looked around the floors along the walls and up to the ceiling, moving her hand she got a better grip on the handle of the gun, still walking she quickly examined a few of the paintings. Faint whispers begin to echo in the hall as she moves forward, "Join us,” it hisses softly inside her head. She tried to ignore the whispers, but it was no use

Suddenly a rat brushes her on the way past her leg. It continues down the hall in the direction she is going, as if it is running from something. She looked at the rat rather curiously. She begins to feel like someone is brushing against her even though no one is there. As if the air is against her. It shivers her. She turns around and around trying to figure out whets wrong

The whispers intensify and white shadows begin to seep closer to her from the wall. They are all women. "Join us,” they keep whispering.

She took the gun in both hands and raised it aiming at the shadows still turning around and around in a small circle, the temperature was still plummeting her lips her turning blue from the cold " W-what do you want? "

As the shadows come closer and closer to her more details become clear. They are disfigured and tortured women, dressed in old clothing. "Join us" is all they keep saying as their hands begin stretching towards her.

" N-No get away! Get away! " She cries out

One of the women circles behind her, they are starting to surround her, and they begin to caress her body. "He will kill you" One of them whispers in her ear, "You will join us,” continues another. "You must shoot him first,” and then anther "Kill him.”

" K-kill w-who? "

"You know of whom we speak,” Hisses the oldest of the shadows, "The man who can see the past and future" adds another, "Kill him, or he will kill you", "You will join us.” One of them brushes against her intimately, sending another shiver through her trembling soul.

" N-no no get away from me! "

One of the shadows stares into her eyes with her hollow eye sockets. "Then run child,” "Run and kill him.”

" I-I won't I-I won’t, " She started to back up still positively shivering.

A force stops her from going further backwards, and the shadows begin to spin around her faster.

" G-go away, please g-go away, I'm not a killer, " her knees give away

The force of the shadows twirl her through the air and she hits the wall, landing on her stomach and dropping the gun a few feet away from her. When she looks up, she sees Thomas entering the room, looking at her, and starting to walk towards her from the distance. She gasps for air because when she hit the wall it was knock from her, she staggers to her feet. He has covered half the distance of the huge hall when by the time she is finally on her feet. He is walking quite slowly considering she could have been hurt.

" T-Thomas? "

He pulls out a knife and continues walking.

" W-what are you doing? " She asked as he nears

She glances down as her foot stumbles into one of the paintings that dropped from the wall when she fell into it. She realizes it's of a woman that has been cut open with a knife. The woman looks suspiciously like her. She looked at it curiously, and then back at him

"I said the west wing,” Thomas uttered as he walks past her, throwing his knife at a rat, piercing it perfectly. He looks back at her. "What are you doing?” She looks at the picture again, and it's of a peaceful landscape.

She let out a breathe of relief, but now she was utterly confuse, " I-I was heading there, "

He walks up to her and she's against the wall with him an inch from her. "I told you to be careful,” He says while staring into her eyes. "You could get hurt if you're not careful.”

" I was careful, " she looked up into his face

He just stares back at her.

" What are you doing? "

"What do you mean?” He asks.

" I mean why did you follow. "

"It's... It's nothing,” He softly says as he takes a small step back.

" Don't, " She whispered as she placed a hand on his chest and stepping forward so that her body was pressed against his.

He placed his hands on each side of her waist.

" Are you sure its nothing? " she asked, her voice low.

"Not sure at all" He exclaimed with equal softness in his voice. His face moved a little closer to hers.

Raising herself somewhat, she bit her lip softly as the silence washed over them; their breaths are the only thing to break the silence of the hall. Energy is building between them; a tension waiting to just explode. Leaning up a touch more her lips were mere centimeters from his, her hand move to his neck

He can no longer resist her, and passes her the first passionate kiss with all the energy that was built up moments before. His hands gripped her waist tightly holding her body to him. She presses her lips harder against his, her body grinding against his. He tastes her tongue as he twirls it around, sliding a hand up under her shirt to loosen it up, rubbing her back and pressing her against the wall.

A groan escapes from her lips as she feels his hand; she nibbles gently on his tongue. Lifting a leg she wrapped it around his bringing him even closer to her. With his other hand he slowly undone the buttons and opens her shirt as moves to kiss her neck. She drew in a quiet breath that to ended in another groan, her fingers move to work the buttons on his shirt as well

He sucks gently on her neck, exploring her body with his hands, then softly, using his fingertips. Moving her hands up just under the edge of the shirt where the button were she slips it off his shoulders so it hangs on his muscular arms

Thomas looks into her eyes before giving her another tender kiss, ridding her from her shirt entirely. She responds to the kiss just as tenderly, her eyes flutter closed, lust, want, and passion, was racing through her veins, and clouding her mind.

He kisses his way down her body, kneeling in front of her, kissing her stomach, moving lower. His fingertips slide down her sides sending a chill through her wanting body. Her hands stayed in their place on his shoulders as he moved lower, her eyes stayed closed the touch of his fingers were intoxicating.

He unbuttons her pants slowly, letting his tongue trace at the edge of them against her soft skin. Another groan escaped her lips as she moved her hands to her hips and letting her fingers on the inside of her pants, her thumbs out, then slowly slid her pants down her thighs.

He leans further down and begins to caress her thigh with his tongue, the other with his hand. She then she ran her fingers through his hair and gripped it slightly and brought his face up to hers giving him another fiery kiss.

He relished it, tasting every moment of it, enjoying the sight of her delicate body. Wondering if it was as innocent as she always seemed to be around him.

Her tongue played with his pressing her chest to his, her hands moved to remove his shirt completely letting it join hers on the floor. Her fingertips traced his ribs down to the edge of his pants and undid the button, then unzipped them.

His hands ran from her lower back up to the hook of her bra, he undid easily. She shivered as the straps fell around her shoulders, making her kiss him harder. He rubbed a hand softly on the outside of her panties to show her his lust, then continued to kiss her passionately while her bra began to fall to the floor.

She groaned and she pulled her pants down more and stepped out of them then, next she went for his pants trying to get them off as well. He let her, and picked her up and moved her a few feet and sat her down on an old antique piece of furniture.

Her hands wrapped around his neck her teeth gently bit his lower lip pulling, to bring him closer. He looked into her eyes again, never wanting the moment to end has he kneeled down again, sliding her panties down with him, spreading her legs apart slightly, making room for himself. She watched him, as he done so enjoying passion is his touch

Teasingly, he began to kiss her thigh, then his way back up her body, reaching her breasts, tracing circles around one of her nipples, then further up to her neck, ear, leaving a breath their that send a massive shiver through her body. Then kissed her, looking into her eyes, uttering, "You're wonderful.”

She smiled, she could feel Goosebumps rising all over her body as she kissed him back, soon her hands found his boxers and slowly pulled them off of his hips. He looked attentively and seductively at her as he stepped out of them after sliding them off the rest of the way, then he began to kiss his way down her body again. Using a hand he moved one of her legs a bit, and be began to caress her vagina with his tongue, softly at first, sliding it over the crack.

She opened her mouth letting out a semi loud groan, " Oooh. "

He used two fingers to slide her apart, using his tongue to find her most sensitive spots, judging by her sounds, and squirms, though he used to the other arm to hold her in place. He flickered his tongue against her clit.

Her back arched in absolute pleasure, her legs opened wider as she raised them a bit " D-don't stop, " her hands grips his hair

He intensifies his licking, focusing more on her sensitive spots, teasing her around them. He slides a finger to her opening, inserting it softly, pressing it slowly all the way inside her while continuing to lick.

" Mmm... Ohhh, " She groaned out as she gently pulled him up to her and giving him a mouth watering kiss, she could taste herself on his tongue.

He kissed back intensively, looking into her eyes to see if he could see the passion they where sharing. Her fingers trailed down his back it was his turn to shiver, kissing him harder yet softly. He looked at her, feeling her body between his hands.

Moving her hand she began to stroke him, she could sense his energy. He moans softly. She smiled and teasing played with the tip. His grip on her body tightened, as he wanted more. Her hand moved over it a little harder and faster.

" Mmm..."

Leaning forward slightly she captured his lips with her s once again. He positions himself between her legs, looking at her, kissing her, caressing her. Another shiver found its way to the surface of her skin and down her body, making her pull him to her body slightly

He places his hard penis against her moist vagina, wanting his apprentice more than ever.

" Mmm, " She looked into his eyes, showing him that she wanted him just as badly.

He pushes against her slightly, and begins to fill her with himself, slowly; all the way inside while a moan is heard from her, as he tastes her tongue again.

" Mmm " She pushed her body against his

He started thrusting slowly in and out of her, feeling her softness press around him with every move, moaning slightly, going deeply inside every time so she could feel every inch of him. She could feel him inside of her, every throbbing vein as he pushed in and out of her hot wetness. He moaned, and found a pace just before the point where she needed him to go faster to feel ultimate pleasure. He was toying with her, knowing she'd want more.

She wrapped her legs around him pulling against her she he pushed into her. She could feel the passion igniting between them. His breath grew heavier from the pleasure he felt in her, and their bodies worked in unison to produce pleasure for each other. Passionate and intense pleasure. He took her firmly.

She could feel her walls contort around him; her breaths came in rugged gasps. He took her harder, to match and increase her pleasure, it was heaven for him. He rubbed her softly on the clit with one of his fingers while picking up the pace slightly, still going deep in every thrust. He aimed for her moans. He wanted to hear them.

" Oh, Oh, H-harder, " She panted out, she could feel her body shaking in absolute pleasure, she tipped her head back her hands gripped his shoulders,

He kept the same pace because he knew it would increase the tension in her body. He tasted her neck while continuing in and out of her delightful body. She could feel her body almost hitting her releasing point with her legs still wrapped around him she pulled him to her meeting his body with hers.

Feeling her pleasure, he began to give her all he could, watching as her body began to lose control, holding her in place. Biting her lip gently, she groaned loudly as her walls her contracting.

He kept going, pleasing his young apprentice to the max, watching as pearls of sweat ran down her body. He watched himself go in and out of her; he could barely contain his own pleasure.

She let out a squeal of absolute pleasure as she hit it; she could feel the wetness, on him as he continued to move in and out. He moaned with her, feeling the tensions in his own body from his young lover. Her breathing was still ragged and her chest heaved with excitement, yet she still felt the lust, pleasure, and passion, coursing through her body.

He began to feel it. He was having a harder time controlling himself and his pace.

Her hands gripped his shoulders harder, as she licked the shell of his ear trailing kisses along his jawbone and to his lips. He couldn't hold it back any longer, and he groaned as he began to release inside of her. Flowing once, twice. And again. His body shaken from the pleasure she gave him. Her eyes closed, her mouth fell open as she gave another groan this one the loudest yet, her legs tightened around him, the warm liquid hitting all the sensitive spots once again

" Mmm,” He groaned out as held himself inside of her, holding her body close to his.

She to wrapped her arms around him as she to held him close; she could smell is intoxicating sent, as she place soft kisses along his collar bone. He let out a satisfied moan and looked into her eyes with tenderness. "So much for work,” he whispered softly, teasingly.

Jordan smiled at his words, and she looked back into his eyes, " Yes so much for work... "

He picked her up from the furniture they had no doubt spoiled, and he carried her all the way to their room. She smiled at him, and hugged him tighter to her body. They are laying down on their air mattress. Not too comfortable, but they don't care. They just had the greatest sex of their lives.

" So much for staying focused, " She teased.

"You're the expert at sidetracking,” He teased back. "I'm blaming you."

" I am not, you sidetracked as well, "

He kisses her lips. "You should stay my apprentice for a long time.”

" Oh really, and how long will that be? "

"I can still teach you things,” He says with innuendo. He sits up in bed. "Damn it. I forgot to bring the gun back... I should probably go get our clothes anyway."

" Yeah that would probably be a good idea, " She smiled at him

"Wait for me here?"

" Of course why would I go anywhere? "

"Nothing. Just a weird feeling.” He responded as he exited the room, closing the large wooden door behind him.

" Ok? " She layed back and pull the covers around her body

He ventured down the first hallway, into the master hall. He studied his surroundings a bit as he walked towards the next corridor that would take him to the hall where he had just had the time of his life. She waited patiently, smiling giddily to herself, she still felt like her mind was stuck back there in the hall

He entered the hallway and quickly went to take the gun, and he picked up their clothes and held it in a pile, placing the gun on top. He looked around. The feeling of passion still lingered in the room, but there was also something else. Something. Something, unexplainable that clenched to his soul.

Jordan closed her eyes for a moment almost drifting off, as a lingering presence made its way into the room, opening her eyes she looked around wondering if Thomas had snuck back in. Uncomfortable, he returned to the master hall, making way into the first hallway, standing in front of the door to their room. He had rushed quickly and lost a bit of his breath. He pushed the door open.

She snapped her head to his direction, " What’s wrong? "

"Nothing.” he said, catching his breath, "It's nothing. I am just being paranoid.”

" Your not the only one, " She smiled at him and patted the empty space beside her

He looked at her and smiled. As he approached her, the shadow voices thundered in her head "You carry the demon's seed,” "He will kill you,” "Kill him first.” He reached the edge of the bed and dropped the pile of clothes next to it.

" Why thank you we may need those, " she said as she tried to ignore the voices

"Yeah,” he said, sitting down in bed next to hear, reaching for his knife, which was also on the floor. He cleaned the rat blood off of it with one of his socks.

Reaching up she traced his spine with her fingers

He turned to look at her as he discarded the knife. "I want to see you again,” he requested, referring to her stunning body now hidden under the cover.

" You are seeing me though, " She grinned back

He scooted under the cover and rolled on top of her, looking into her eyes. "What do we do now?” he asked.

" Oh I don't know, "

"I might have to assign you some extra duties as my apprentice now.”

" Oh and what would they be? " she wrapped her legs around him again.

He teasingly stated "Well I am not sure, how much more of a workload can you handle?"

" Hmm well that would depend on what it is, "

He softly felt her a little bit, tauntingly. "I don't know what it would be, how do you think you could help out?"

" Mmm I don't know, " She pushed slightly against his hand

He slipped in a finger again, just to tease. "I think you do.”

" Hey! Its no fair to tease, "

He looked at her for a moment. "Actually... I meant to ask: What where you doing in that hallway?"

She looked at him curiously, " What do you mean? "

"When I got there... before, you know..."

" I don't know it was weird "

"What?” he quizzed as he fingered her again because he wanted to.

" All these shadows came out, "

"Shadows?” he paused his finger inside of her for a moment.

" Yeah women, like I said it was weird "

He slipped his finger out of her and looked straight into her eyes: "Do you want to tell me more, or should we have some more sex?"

" They said 'join us' "

"Join us?” he said with a bemused tone in his voice.

" They say 'you carry the demon's seed, kill him or he’ll kill you, " She looked at him a flicker of fear crossed her features, " What does that mean? "

He crawled off her and reached for the old photograph from earlier, "Get dressed,” he said. He looked towards her and handed her the photograph backwards. The backside had the words "join us" written in faint blood. "I thought you noted that when you looked at it the first time,” he said.

" Uh huh I didn't, " But she got up and slips her clothes on

"Wait, give me a kiss first", he said as he slipped on his shirt again.

She kisses him, and looks at him curiously

"This place holds many secrets. You really, really, have to be careful this time.” he said, "Promise me".

" I was careful, "

He reached for the knife and wanted to hand it to her, but accidentally cut himself, however, no blood began to spill. He looked at her and took a few steps back, dropping the knife to the floor.

" What happened? " She asked looking at him

"Nothing,” he quickly answered, covering his hand with a cloth to hide the fact.

" Are you sure? " She got up and walked towards him.

"Stay there!” He almost yelled. "I am fine,” in a softer tone. "I'm okay.”

She stopped and looked at him, " I was just trying to help, "

He glared at her with a distinct evilness in his eyes.

" T-Thomas? Are you ok? " She backed up just a bit

Suddenly a sensation began to fill her body, starting at her clit, traveling up her body, reaching her, whispering to her "The devil has your lover", it shivered in her. "Kill him,” the voices began again. Thomas took a step forward.

She ignores them, " Thomas what’s wrong? "

He closed his eyes but a second, and when he opened them the white had turned red from blood. He took another evil, haunting step towards her.

" Thomas! Snap out of it "

He grabbed a hold of her arm hard, turned her around, and pressed her against the wall.

" What’s the matter with you, your hurting me, " she tries to push him away from her

He just grabs her harder presses her harder against the wall, starting to rip her clothes apart. The voices in her head begin to laugh at her "We told you,” "You listen to us"; "You should have killed him.”

" Shut up... all of you just shut up, Thomas listen to me, this isn't you, please stop, "

In that moment the door busts open and Thomas raises his firearm and fires four rounds into the assailant attacking Jordan. He falls back a bit but is seemingly unhurt. "Run,” screams Thomas who was just now returning with the clothes and gun.

Jordan didn't have to be told twice, and ran. Thomas fires two more rounds, and he runs after Jordan down the hallway, while running away he asks her "How the hell did you manage to get your clothes? ... I looked everywhere for them."

" I don't know you... er... he brought them, "

No one appears to be following them, so Thomas stops. "Wait.”

" What? " She stops and turns to him

"Where did he go?"

" I don't know, that was horrible, "

"What happened? I just heard voices from the room."

" He turned I don't know evil, and started tearing at my clothes, "

Thomas looks at her. "What do you mean? Your clothes are fine.” and they are as she looks down herself.

" But I don't understand, "

"You are my apprentice, share your theory."

" Everything is so confusing? "

"That's a pretty poor theory. Do better.” he says, handing her a box of matches. "I found these.”

" This house seems to have a violent past, "

"Yes... maybe I shouldn't show you this, but check this picture out,” he says as he hands her another old photograph that showed a woman looking exactly like Jordan, "I found it with the matches in the west wing. I took a quick look.”

" But she... she looks like... like me, " She took the photo, " I don't understand, "

"Flip it and look at the date written on it,”

She did... the date written was November 28, 2006... today " Wait what? This can't be, "

"I know.” he coyly remarked.

She glared at him, " You know it feels as though we've been caught in the past, "

"We should try and leave the castle and see what happens. Let's go to the main hall,” he suggested.

" Alright, but I don't know if that'll work, " She told him.

He replaced the clip in his gun, "Last one, nine shots. Let's be careful.” he remarked as he began venturing down to the main hall at the heart of the castle.

She followed him staying close, but not to close. They reached the silent main hall; enormous windows in the rounded ceiling, colored by the stained glass, which let in light. He fastened the grip on his gun, knowing that no silence last's forever.

"Where the hell is the door,” he quizzed her, looking at nothing but a wall where it had used to be.

" I- I don't know, " She replied as she to look at the wall where the main door used to stand, " How did you come by this cases anyway? "

"Anonymous tip,” he answered, "that's how most of them start.” He felt the wall where the door should be. "It has got to be a trick on our minds,” he said looking at her and fired a shot at the wall.

She jumped at the shot, " What did you do that for? "

He goes to examine the point of impact. "Hmm... I thought so.”

" You thought what? "

"It's not there. The bullet is not there,” he says adding a pause. "Shoot me,” he remarks and hands her the gun.

" What? I will do no such thing, " she told him

"Just trust me,” he insisted, "You are still my apprentice, right?

" Yes, b-but, I don't want to hurt you, "

"You won’t if my theory is right,” he comforted her.

Shaking she raised the gun aiming it at him, and pulled the trigger. The shot made her eyes flinch, and when he reopened them, he had vanished.

" T-Thomas? " She lowered the gun, " Where are you?

A chirping sound started to sound in the distance. It was squeaking. It became louder and louder, increasing in intensity until huge rats started to pour into the hall from across the room through a door left slightly open leading to the lower levels of the castle. They where coming towards her, and she only had seven shots left. She began to back away from the huge rates, she hated them. The rats approached her with haste. Turning she headed for another door. But it was suddenly locked tightly.

" N-no, open, open, open, " she rattled the doorknob.

The sound of the hundreds of rats was so loud that it pierced her ears and forced her to drop the gun to cover them. The rats reached her and she fell to the ground.

" Go away, go away, " she curled up in a small ball

The rats started pecking away at her, causing her to bleed, they began to eat her flesh, her legs, and arms. She manages to get to her feet, and tried to get away from the rats, trying another door.

She looked down and noticed the rats had eaten most of her flesh, and entrails where hanging from her torso. How could it be possible? She wanted to wake up, but she was feeling the pain. A mirror on the wall revealed her eaten face.

She pounded on a door with her fist " Please someone help me, " she begged

She fainted, and everything turned black. When she finally came to, she was in a dark room tied to an old, wooden, solid oak table. The smell was foul as though the air had not been circulated forever. She had no injuries, however. She gagged on the musty foul odor of the air, as she pulled on her bonds. They where solid and she could not move. She had been tied into an uncomfortable position with her arms to the side and her legs spread slightly apart over each side of the table. It was pitch black, but she began to hear voices.

" W-who's there? T-Thomas is that you? ”

She could make the outline of a cloaked man move up next to the table, and the sound of knives scraping together was heard shortly after.

" W-who are you? What are you going to do? " She couldn't hide the fear in her voice

A haunting tone from beneath the cloak uttered a hissing "Shhhh" as the knives once again shattered together. A hand was placed on her stomach. She felt another presence in the room, and then another. At least three were there. She whimpered at the hand and at the presences.

The hand felt rough as it tore open her shirt and cut her bra strap, revealing her breasts to the darkness. She felt a liquid being applied to her stomach and rubbed into her breasts as well, it smelled foul. One of the men said something in a demonic sounding language she couldn't understand, and another began chanting in a low tone, piercing her mind.

" Stop, p-please stop, " the liquid was making her gag; yet she was trying to shy ways from the hands

She was helplessly stuck to the table as they continued tearing off her clothes until she was naked on the table, and her entire body covered in the foul smelling liquid. The chants intensified and hands began to rub her legs all the way up to her thigh, while the voice again uttered "Shhhh" ... She felt something tickle her ear, it was a spider, it began crawling down her body, but the hand picked it up and held it above her mouth.

She looked at the dangling spider, her eyes getting wider by the second. The hand held her face and forced the spider in her mouth. Chanting, cloaked men now surrounded the table.

Jordan coughed as she felt the spider inside her mouth, she shook her head violently trying to be rid of the mans cold clammy hand that held her face, she gazed the circle of men, 'what was going on?' was the only thing that was going through her mind

Candles where lit, one for each of twelve men, but she didn't count. The faint lights revealed nothing but a closed cellar and men she could not see under the cloaks. One by one they began extinguishing their candles on her stomach forming a symbol. It was painful.

" Ah! What are you doing? Please stop! " She screeched out as the cellar slowly darkened.

One of the men laughed at her wincing, and the man who appeared to be the master of the pack whispered in her ear "You have the demon's seed", his voice was grim and hissing.

"Tell us you want the devil's child,” said another.

" W-What? What the hell are you talking about? "

"Tell us you want the devil's child,” the voice said again, one adding a knife to her throat, another fetching a bucket of boiling water. "Tell us...” he hissed again.

" W-why? T-Thomas’s no such thing, " she turned her head away looking to her right.

One of the men pulled her hair and held her head firmly in place,

"Cut her,” said one,

"Teach her,” said another, placing another blade by her vagina.

"Cut her open", one hissed as if possessed, "She doesn't want the devil's child.”

" I do, I do want the child, Please stop, " she pleaded

"Say you want the devil's child,” the master uttered with authority as he held the blade firmer against her.

" I- I want the devil's child, " she cried out, " Please don't hurt me, "

"Ah,” the master uttered with delight as the chanting continued louder. The blades where removed from her, but the master slid a finger inside her for his own enjoyment, laughing.

"It will grow,” he remarked as another took the bucket of boiling water and hurled it towards her face. Before it could hit, she opened her eyes as if from a dream, she was laying naked in the main hall, with marks on her stomach.

She looked around almost frightened, looking down noticing the marks and that she wore no cloths she stood up on shaky legs that threatened to give way. It was cold in the hall. Her body wracked in shivers, as she made her way down the hall, her lips turning a light shade of blue

She felt vulnerable and as if she was being watched. A slight pain began to grow inside her stomach. She whimpered at the pain but kept walking towards their room, as she walked the pain began to intensify,

A voice laughed at her inside her head.

She grabbed her head covering her ears, " Shut up! Just shut up please, "

"You will beg for more ... " the whisper sounded ... "The devil's slut.”

" Beg for more what? What's happening to me? " She cried out

She started feeling a sensation in her body. Odd. Nice. Overshadowing the pain from her stomach. It grew intensely.

" What the hell is going on? Thomas! " She called out hoping he would hear her.

The sound echoed through the hall. She heard a thump from the room behind the closed door just a little ways further down the hall. Jordan made her way to the closed door, reaching out she grabbed the door handle, wondering what is behind it

But it opened as she grabbed it and there stood Thomas, he dropped the glass he held in his hand so it shattered against the floor. He looked at her body for a second.

"Who ... Who are you?" he asked puzzled and dazed. The sensation was still building in her body.

" T-Thomas? D-don't you know me? " She asked puzzled.

"How do you know who I am? I just arrived. I am here to investing—… but why are you naked? And you're shivering? What happened?” he gestured her into the room. "I have blankets, come inside.”

" You... You don't remember who I am? " She edged her way in the room

"Remember you? We've never met. I don't forget a face.” she felt a sharp sensation as he put his hand on her shoulder to support her as she walked inside. Her thoughts turned to him, intimately, she couldn't help it. She wanted a kiss. He wrapped a blanket around her; unselfish despite the fact she had an amazing body.

" But... we... we've... " She was confused

He took note of the marks on her stomach and looked at her but didn't ask. She knew he'd seen them. "Would you like some food?” he asked, as a voice began to whisper in her ear "It is him...” in a demanding way.

" Ah... yeah sure, " She responded pushing the voice away.

He messed around in one of his bags for a bit, and the voice roared in her head once again "Take him...” It sent a shivering feeling down her body. The voice of the tender female in her ear was seductive to her. She noticed a bandage around one of Thomas's fingers as he handed her some energy bars and an opened a bottle of water for her. "Sorry, it's not much, I know.”

" No its fine thank you, " She took them but just held them, trying to sort out things in her head.

"But what happened? Why are you here?" He curiously quizzed her while pulling out an energy bar for himself.

She ignored the question but asked, " What happened to your finger? "

He shrugged, understanding she probably didn't want to talk about it right now. He looked at his finger. "Nah, it's nothing. I just cut myself with a knife. I was cutting some string.”

" I-It's you... y-you're him, " She said all of a sudden.

Thomas looks at her puzzled.

" Y-you're him " She backed up gripping the blanket and the water

He stands up, and in a calm voice looks down at her "What's wrong, what do you mean?" He takes a step towards her.

" Your him, your not Thomas, " She said yet again

"I'm who,” he asked taking another step towards her.

" Don't come any closer please, " She backed up even more but hit the wall.

He took another heavy step towards her. A sensation exploded in her body. All the forbidden fantasies she'd always had, she wanted them to come true. The seductive whispers in her ear intensified, she felt as if they licked her ear and it sent shivers down her body. She was lustful, as if possessed. Thomas took another step closer. The whispers laughed tenderly in hear ear. "We have you.”

" No you don't, this isn't happening, " she felt trapped, nowhere to run.

"What do you want?" Thomas quizzed the possessed Jordan as his face began to crumble revealing the true demon behind it.

Jordan screamed her eyes widening in fear, dropping the bottle of water, she pulled the blanket even tighter around her shaking form.

Using the devil's power, he raised her up, he didn't even have to touch her, his desire alone was enough. "You gave yourself to him,” he roared at her. He had been completely shelled from his deceiving skin and flesh, and now a human looking demon stood in front of her, eyes bloody, body tortured, nails as razors, red toned, with black hair covering part of his head and arms.

She screamed again in pure terror, " Let go of me! " when all she could think of was 'oh my god I’m going to die'

He laughed at her. He stared into her eyes and asks her in an evil tone "Are you going to let me or must I take you by force?” licking his lips with his blood red tongue.

" Fuck you! " She shrieked as she tried to fight the power or whatever it was but no use it held her in place.

"It will hurt,” he told her as he held up his razor sharp nails to her face. "Let me..." he winced at her.

" P-p-please! P-please don't this, I beg of you, " her eyes showed the terror the coursed through her body, She turned her face away from his claws, from him.

He laughed even louder, enjoying her fear. He grabbed her physically, turned her around, and bends her down over an old dresser, holding her firmly. "Beg some more,” he laughed as he slowly scratched her soft skin with his nails, causing blood to run down her back. He spread her legs apart.

Tears of pain made their way out of her eyes, as she screamed again and again, fighting against him with all her might, for him not to succeed, she tried to close her legs, but she couldn’t, it was as if they were paralyzed. Every second she begged him not do this.

His hands felt her between her legs; he got ready for her behind her, holding on to her with his nails so she would feel excruciating pain if she moved.

" P-please d-don't do this, please, " was all she could manage through the pain, she could feel a slight pressure as he pushed against her opening, ready to enter hard, she pleaded for him not to do it.

Suddenly the demon roared as if in terrible pain. She still felt the pain of his nails as they dug into her flesh, yet she knew something was happening

The demon pulled back, staggering, and exploded in a massive storm of light that made the room such a glowing white that she was forced to cover her eyes. When she opened them, she had just fired her shot at Thomas's head. She saw the bullet pass right through as the spirit of a demonized being was expelled from his body. The door appeared, and Thomas grabbed the stunned Jordan,

"We have to run" he yelled while he burst open the castle doors and they soon found themselves outside on a misty, grey afternoon.

Grabbing her head she shook it slightly, " What happened? "

He pulled her with him until they had some distance from the castle, after which he stopped to catch his breath near the woods. As he gasped for air, he asked her "Do you have any marks?"

" W-what marks? "

"Take off your shirt, quickly,” he demanded while still catching his breathe.

She slowly undid her shirt and slips it of, her hands clutching it

He checked her stomach for marks. "Shit. We have to get the office. It's a seventy-mile hike to the nearest town. Can you make it?" he asked, clearly worried about her.

" What's going on? " she asked frightened by his reaction

"We have to get you to a safe place,” he looked at her for a second, watched her eyes, "I shouldn't have brought you into this". Another moment of silence. "Is there something you haven't told me about your connection with this castle?

" What connection, I have no connection with that god for saken place, " she explained, then asked, " What do you mean you shouldn't have? "

"Jordan. You are in trouble. Are you feeling ill at all?" he quizzed her.

" No I'm not, Will you please answer me? " she asked as she put her shirt back on.

"That castle has infected your soul. You have the mark of Satan’s twelve on your stomach.” he paused and looked at her ... "You carry their spawn in you,” he told her authoratively. "We can still help you, but we have to move now.” He paused. "I didn't think it was possible."

" A-alright, " she looked into his face, " Thomas I'm scared, " A single tear fell down her cheek

He held out his hand. She grabbed it and held on tightly

Unexpectedly, he knocked her out with his other hand. She lost conscience. When she woke up she was in an unfamiliar apartment. She was wearing a nice silk gown and lying on a very comfortable couch. In fact, the atmosphere calmed her mind. A little man with gray hair and many wrinkles sat in a chair next to her. The soft light was cast from a beautifully ornamented lamp. It was a fairly small place.

She placed a hand on her head, " Where am I? What happened? "

He looked up from his thick, old book, and smiled at her. Closed the book and placed it on an old table next to him. "Ah, you're awake,” he exclaimed. "You are in my apartment. I am Jefferson Peter. I know it's backwards so no need to mention it. You are one of the lucky ones,” he continued, looking at her. His smile made her feel comfortable, and so did his pipe.

" What do you mean one of the lucky ones? Where's Thomas? " She sat up slightly

"I doubt you would believe me if I told you exactly how lucky.” he replied while closing the drawer next to him. "Thomas is resting. He carried you seventy miles without sleep,” he laughed slightly. "Stubborn young man indeed.”

" Yeah he is... Please sir I would like an explanation if you don't mind, "

After a couple of moments of thought, the old man got up from his seat and headed for an incredible looking bookshelf. The collection must be worth at least a million dollars in old, ancient books, adorning an entire wall. He looked for a moment, before picking out a book. He supported himself on his walking stick, reaching her, and handing her an old book entitled "Satan's twelve.”

She looked down at the book and ran her fingers across the cover; a slight sensation crept back into her Conscience

"What was a pretty young woman like you doing at a place like that anyway?” he shrugged at her, "You shouldn't go on crusades with Thomas.” he lowered his voice and leaned into to slightly before continuing "He is not always right in the head, you know", he smiled at her.

She smiled back, " I was his apprentice, " she looked up at him

"Bah," he teased her, "he is too young to have an apprentice.” He paused and set aside his walking stick next to his chair. "I took the liberty of stealing something for you," he continued, handing her a packet with her sealed adoption record. I thought you'd want to know "Why you?”

" Yes as a matter of face I did, "

"Your fate is bound to whatever evil resides in that castle,” he added while letting go of the records. "Through your great, great, grandfather. You didn't know because your records are sealed and you where given the last name Prague". He looked seriously at her again, "you should never return there again... but there is one thing I can never help you with, unfortunately" he said with some sadness in his voice.

" And what would that be? " she asked

"Whenever you dream from this night on, it will be a terrible nightmare,” he said with a dauntingly serious and powerful voice coming from his little stature.

" Do I still have the... the marks? " she said as she devoured this information

"No. But you will see the future, as it would have been if you had stayed in the castle. It will not be pleasant. It will never stop haunting your thoughts,” he added. "If you find your inner voice it will be able to guide you.” he ended his remark, and looked at her for a few seconds. "You should go see Thomas. He was worried about you and kept him awake until he passed out. It's been 3 days." he calmly proclaimed and pointed to a room. "I will make you some tea later.”

" Alright, I'll do that thank you Mr. Peter, " she stood and made her way to the room in which he lay.

Thomas was sleeping on a bed in a room full of documents, books, music, papers, old furniture, beautiful woodcarvings, and other such things. Moving to his bed, she sat on the edge, and watched him sleep. He was calm, but it was almost as if a sign of worry was engrained in his expression. She placed a hand on his chest, where she felt his even breathing and rhythmic heart beat. He moved ever so slightly by her touch. The worried expression faded a bit, but he was still sound asleep.

Leaning forward slightly she placed a soft kisses on his forehead. His face turned comfortable, almost childlike at the gesture.

" Thomas, " she whispered softly

He groaned softly at the sound of a familiar voice.

" Thomas, " she repeated, " Wake up, "

His eyes flickered a bit before he opened them slowly, catching hers in his.

She smiled at him, " How are you feeling? "

He just smiled at her. "You’re okay." he stated.

" Yes I am thanks to you, " she kissed his cheek.

His smile grew. "I'm so sorry. I'm so foolish,” he exclaimed while beginning to sit him up.

" What do you mean, you're not foolish, "

"I shouldn't have brought you there. You where my responsibility," he said; now sitting up.

" Why do you say that? " She asked as she moved closer to him

He looked at her for a few moments. "You're so beautiful,” he exclaimed, not realizing it.

A slight blush made it's way to her cheeks, but she smiled at him just the same. He grabbed a hold of her and placed her over his legs, facing him on her knees, looking into her eyes.

" What did you do that for? " she teased.

"So I can look at you better,” he replied coyly.

" Oh really? "

"Yes."

She leaned forward slightly and covered his lips with hers in a soft tender kiss. He returned it, first softly, then a bit more passionately, holding her waist softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders. He continued to kiss her, and feeling the soft silk wrapped around her body.

She pulled back with a smile, " I guess that means your feeling better? "

"Not quite yet,” he said as he planted another passionate kiss on her tender, loving lips.

" I thank you again... for everything, " she said as she returned the kiss yet again

He smiled at her and ran his hands up under her shirt, sending a pleasant shiver through her body at his soft touch.

" You sure your up for this? " She asked teasingly.

"With you? Always...." he nodded seduced by her simply being herself.

She grinned and began to slowly unbuttoning her shirt entrancing him. He was delighted and groaned a little in satisfaction. She smiled and let the warm silk slip from her shoulders. He could not resist feeling her body softly with his hands, while planting another kiss on her lip. She groaned into his kiss, as she feels shivers ignite from his touch

He managed to untangle himself from the cover and placing it above both of them instead of just him. He pulled her closer to him. Wanting her. She moved her hands to his shirt wanting to see his warm flesh. He began kissing her neck ever so tenderly, helped by the mystic atmosphere of the room, setting a mood that could never be described in mere words. She now began to undo his shirt letting her fingertips trace every inch of his smooth chest

" Mmm " ... he groaned, allowing her to continue at will.

She took his shirt from his form, and let it fall to the floor, she then placed warm kisses along his left shoulder blade, and to his neck leaving a tingling sensation. He continued to explore her body with his hands, motioning to slide off her smooth silky pants, revealing her naked body to him. She let him; with her tongue she traced the outline of his lips. He felt her thigh with his hand while starting to suck on her neck.

" Mmm, " She let her soft breath blow on his ear giving him shivers

He moved to suck on one of her nipples while feeling between her legs with his hand, softly, sliding a finger along the crack. He looked up into her eyes. She looked back with sparkling eyes; she moved her hips slightly wanting to feel his fingers even more. He pressed her naked body against his, lying down on his back with her on top, he still had a hand rubbing softly between her legs, teasing her.

She groaned in almost protest, " Its no fair to tease, " she told him as she planted another intoxicating kiss on his lips. Her remark only caused him to tease more, letting a finger slightly inside her, fingering her slightly then retracting it, while returning the kiss, lingering on her lower lip for several moments of tension. She could hardly contain herself as he done it, it was aggravating her how much desire she felt and how much he was teasing her, and she ravished his mouth with hers


He slid away his hand from between her legs and let his fingertips from each hand slide up tenderly against each side of her soft body, shivering her several times along the way. He added to the feeling by finding a sensitive spot on her neck with his tongue. He longed to hear her moans again, he wanted her.


" Mmm " she moaned into his ear, she wanted every inch of him, she wanted to feel is sweat and heat against her skin, she wanted to feel his passion and lust as he kissed her. She wanted to feel him again.


He sat her up, looking at her.


" What? What's the wrong?


He sent her a big smile, "What makes you think something is wrong?" he asked her, licking his lower lip teasingly.


" I don't know, you stopped, " she told him looking down at him


"I just wanted to look at you,” he said, "Making sure this is real.” He paused for a moment, looking intensely in her eyes "Prove to me this is real" he pleaded her with wanting eyes.

" How am I suppose to do that? " she asked curiously

He grabbed her and rolled over on top of her, looking down into her eyes. She gazed back up into eyes just thinking how perfect this is.


He teasingly pinched her. "Real enough for me,” then he continued to kiss his way down her body.


" Hey that hurt, " she pouted but the next second she was in heaven


He kissed himself all the way down to her knee and looked seductively at her biting his lower lip while letting a finger slide from below her belly button, lower, and lower, and lower.... The wait was excruciating and she was pretty sure he knew, she silently glared at him with a slight smiled playing on her lips. He let his finger slide along her wet crack, slipping it inside her, fingering her slowly with it, deeply... he began kissing her thigh as well, enjoying and appreciating every inch of her tender and sensitive body.

" Oooh, " Her body soared in absolutely pleasure, his lips felt like soft rose petals against her skin, making her mind body and soul desire his even more

He left small prints of his tongue on his way back up her thigh as he added another finger to increase the pleasure inside of her. She gripped the sheet near her shoulders, as she let out another moan, her back arching slightly, her legs open a bit more for him. He flicked his tongue against her clit for a few seconds before he kissed her stomach while continuing to finger her, deeper, moving his fingers around a little inside her each trip.

" D-Don't stop... s-sooo g-good, " she groaned out, again she wanted him more than ever.

He continued his fingering, and once more took a trip with his tongue to please her, this time making it last longer, and more intensely. He enjoyed watching her body twitch in excitement. She could feel her toes curl in pleasure, she bit her lip as her mind clouded even more from all that she was experiencing. He didn't stop, he let his tongue travel up and down her sensitive crack, tasting her, fingering her a little faster, holding her lower body in place.

She was in ecstasy; she loved the feeling of his fingers in her. He pulled them out and let his tongue enter her slightly, twirling it around softly, while letting a finger rub around her clit. She let out yet another groan, she could feel her body twitching at she felt his fingers rubbing her; the grip on the sheet became tighter. He continued rubbing, wanting her to feel pleasure, his tongue still working on and inside of her.

" Oh my god, more, " she was almost squealing with lust

He just kept going, knowing she wouldn't be able to hold back forever. She could feel his soft tongue against her; she could feel his rubbing touch as her pleasure grew. With yet another squeal, she gave in and hit her climax; her body was almost numb from pleasure. He began to slow down until he stopped after she had finished, and he ventured slowly up her body, kissing his way there, especially paying attention to her tender nipples before reaching her lips.

Jordan shivered in delight as he done so, she kisses his lips with ever ounce of passion she held in her system. He felt her sweaty body against his, tightly, as he rolled them over so she was on top. She leaned down and in a low seductive voice whispered, " I want you, "

"Take me,” he calmly responded, looking at her in the eyes, seeing the pleasure he had just given her.

She rose up slightly and took his pants and boxers off, and began to kiss his neck. He enjoyed it, groaning softly. Raising her hips a bit she pushed against him slowly let him fill every inch on her insides. He moaned louder, tilting his head back slightly... Using her legs she began to moved up and down slowly making sure he felt just as much pleasure as he gave her

His breath grew heavier, and he placed his hands on her hips to feel her motion, enjoying her smooth movements on him. Her hands went to his chest to steady her, as she continued her pace, slightly adding speed. He made sure she went all the way in with every thrust, and he looked in her eyes to see what she was feeling. She was in heaven... it felt wonderful; her eyes portrayed the feelings that she was experiencing.

He begged her to keep going through his small reactions and twitches. She picked up the pace and was thrusting a little bit harder and faster. He could feel the pleasure coming, not being able to resist her body anymore as he felt himself penetrate her again and again. He felt her breasts against his soft hands. She groaned and moaned her body was folding around him connecting them through such passion that it was mind blowing.

When he couldn't hold any longer he grabbed the sheet firmly, and his body felt like exploding while he began to flow inside her, many times. She placed her hand on the back of her thighs tipping her head back as she slowed down all the while groaning in absolute pleasure. His breathing was heavy as his body was finally able to relax. She looked down at him wondering how lucky she was, she sat there just gazing in his eyes as she was catching her breath. He looked up at her, gaining a soft smile on his exhausted face.

" Mmm was that as good as the last time? " she asked softly also softly

His smile just grew bigger as he gestured for her lips to meet his. She leaned down and gave him a breath-taking kiss. He returned it, and just held her warm exhausted body against his for what felt like forever. She pulled away and layed against his shoulder, she could still feel him inside of her. His breath was still a bit heavy; he felt her heart pound against his. He just looked at the ceiling while enjoying her presence.

She sighed happily as her eyes drifted closes as she fell into a peaceful slumber. He smiled and appreciated the time he had until his next case. He would spoil her rotten, he knew it. Her breathing became slow and regular, as she sunk deeper into her slumber. He didn't have the heart to wake her, so he just let her sleep there for as long as was needed before she would wake up again. He let out a deep sigh. She snuggled deeper into his neck and body, shivering slightly. He closed his eyes and fell asleep as well. She began to twitch slightly

Dreams began to roll into her mind. She started to shake as the images became more graphic.
She saw herself back on the wooden table, being raped by the twelve-cloaked men one by one, while they stabbed needles into her.

She started to scream, " Please Stop, you’re hurting me, "

Laughter roared in her head and she opened her eyes. Relieved she was back in the room where she fell asleep. She looked at Thomas, but it wasn't him, it was the demon that had taken over his body in the castle, she screamed but no sound was heard. She jumped back as the demon opened his eyes uttering the word "Forever,” before she finally woke up for real and found herself on the floor with Thomas trying to calm her down and Jefferson rushing to his aid.

She could feel her body shaking uncontrollably as she was crying with her head in her hands

"It was just a dream,” Thomas uttered, trying to calm her down. He wrapped her in a warm and comfortable blanket.

" I-I know b-but it f-felt so real, it was h-h-horr-rible, " she clung to him as if he were her lifeline

Thomas looked up at Jefferson. "I think she is ready now,” he said to him, and Jefferson nodded and left the room.

" R-ready for w-what? " she asked still sobbing.

"It's a very, very long story," he started, "But you will learn.”

" W-what? What do you mean 'I will learn'? "

"We think you will be able to see the future", Thomas remarked while wrapping her tighter in the blanket, "and we'll need your help, but don't worry about that right now".

" Alright... alright "

He pulled her up, took her to get some clothes, and waited for her to be dressed. "Have you met Jefferson properly?", he inquired as he watched her put on the clothes over her fantastic body.

" No... not really? "

"You mean he didn't introduce himself? That's not like him,” he remarked as she finished up.

" I mean he said his name but that's it "

Thomas just nodded and gestured her to come with him to the room she was in before. She gave him a weak smile, and followed him into the room. The room instantly put anyone at ease and you felt relaxed when entering it. A stack of books was laying on the table, which was set for five people, Jefferson was seated, and Thomas took a seat gesturing Jordan to do the same. She nodded and she to took a seat next to Thomas.

"Now we are five,” said Jefferson with Thomas nodding. "All we need is one more and it will not be too late,” he continued, pouring Jordan some odd-looking tea that smelled equally strange.

" Five? What's he talking about? " She took it and sniffed curiously

"Taste it,” Jefferson insisted, "much better than it smells.”

She took a taste gingerly a mouthful of flavor assaulted her taste buds. As she swallowed all that was sad in her went away if for nothing but a moment. Jefferson looked at Thomas.

"Have you told her anything at all?” to which Thomas replied, "No, I wanted to wait,” and the old man teasingly winced "always so useless.”

She looked at both of the men curiously. Jefferson turned to Jordan. “There should be six of us, but in my entire life I have only been able to find five,”

" Five what? "

"Four hundred and fifty years ago a man wrote a very special book. He claimed to have found the devil's only weakness and a way to exploit it. Only one copy has survived all these years and luckily it was given to me by my master who gave it to me and so forth." said Jefferson, asking if she was still following.

" Ok... What was the devil’s weakness... and the exploit? "

"Six people are required to find and destroy him, or I should say, his child, rather", he continued, "Thomas has a gift of seeing parts of the past, I can cure many curses put forth by demons, Rogers can spot a demon in any man, and Rowena can seduce any evil she comes across", he told with some hesitance, "and you can see the future, or we think you can learn, at least. We are sure of it. We must be.” He paused. "But the most important person is missing.”

" Who is the other person? " She asked

"I have not been able to either figure out for find 'a dead man who walks amongst the living'", Jefferson shrugged, "and I am getting old.”

" That would be utterly creepy, to see that " she said

"According to the book you can hardly tell,” Jefferson added. The door opened and Rogers and Rowena entered. Rogers was an oddly average looking man, you'd never know he was involved in this sort of work, but Rowena... Rowena was stunning. She'd make any man die from her beauty, and any, even conservative woman, turn lesbian. She was a perfect creation. They sat down and introduced themselves to Jordan, shaking her hand.

" Hi... nice to meet you, " she said a bit shyly

When Rogers shook her hand he looked at her, he could sense what had happened to her, and Jordan could feel it. He nodded faintly. She closed her eyes the memories still quite fresh; opening them she looked at the people surrounding the table

Rowena broke a second of uncomfortable silence, "You can't believe the traffic even in this small crap town, pardon me Jefferson, of course.” Jefferson poured tea for everyone.

"So," said Rogers, "Ready to take on evil with all of us?” and the entire table looked at her, including Thomas.

" Y-yeah, course I am, why wouldn't I be? "

"How old are you?" quizzed Rowena, with Rogers adding "The youngest of us all no doubt". Thomas gulped down a whole cup of tea.

" Nineteen... but I’m turning twenty soon, " She responded

Jefferson smiled, "Tell them a bit more about yourself Jordan, we keep no secrets here.”

" Well, Umm I was adopted, and apparently my great-great grandfather was connected with the castle where... all of that happened... I can still feel all of those hands on me, "

"Yes, all of us had to meet the demons before we discovered our power,” said Jefferson whose voice was always delightfully clear and calming. Rowena handed Jordan a card from a deck of cards. It looked blank, however. "What do you see?", she asked.

Jordan studied the card for a moment then in a whisper she responded " Blood red as if being spilled from someone, fiery eyes looking deep into your soul, black roses for death, "

Rowena smiled, delighted at the outcome. She handed Jordan the entire deck. "Where did you find her?” Rogers quizzed Thomas, who replied, "I'll let Jordan tell that story.”

" No you tell them, "

Thomas giggled a bit.

" What? "

"Go on Jordan, just feel comfortable around everyone and tell them,” he insisted.

" B-but "

Thomas sent her a friendly "come on" glare.

" W-well, I seen a add in the paper that a detective was looking for an apprentice, so I called him up and he gave me a trial run on the case in the castle, ”

Rogers looked towards Thomas "You did not!"

"Oh yes, it was the only way I'd be sure she'd answer it" Thomas defensively replied in a jesting tone. The table laughed.

" You mean you knew? "

Jefferson joined in, "Don't be mad at him, it was my idea"...

" What? "

Rogers pulled out a coin, and asked Jordan if it would be heads or tails.

" Umm Tails? What’s all this for? "

Rogers flipped the coin, it turned tails.

" What’s going on? "

Rogers pulled out ten coins. "How many will be heads,” he asked.

" I don't now six? "

"Trust yourself,” said Thomas. "You do know. Think about it.”

" Four? "

Rogers tossed all the coins on the table, and after checking them all; there was indeed four heads. He laughed with satisfaction. "Ha! And the cards too." he exclaimed.

" What was with the cards anyway? " She asked

"They can tell you anything you need to know about the future,” Rowena chimed in, "But they can also deceive you. Keep them safe and trust your inner voices no matter how wrong they may seem. The situation may call for incredibly wrong actions for right to be done"... Jefferson held a pause and added to Rowena's speech "kill him, ring a bell?".

Her eyes went wide in remembrance then she looked to Thomas.

Jefferson was content with her expression, as it answered his question. "You can learn to speak with them whenever you want, not just when you are in danger" he added.

She nodded, wondering what she got herself into,

"So tell me, what am I having for dinner?” Roger joked, and a voice began to ring inside her head ... "His death will come before he's had a chance" ... Thomas looked at Jordan and stated; "Don't mind him, he's always silly.”

‘A chance to what?’ she asked in her mind then responded out loud, “Alright, if you say so, ”

"Huh?" asks Thomas.

" N-Nothing, "

The voice laughs inside her head "His flesh will burn ... he will scream..."

She put her fingers to her temple messaging her head, trying to push them away.

Rogers gets up, "I better get going, I have an important meeting tomorrow", he looks to Jordan, "It was nice to meet you, maybe when we see each other again your headache will be gone". He greets the others and begins to exit.

" Yes... you to "

"He will die tonight" the voice hisses in her head.

Rogers exits.

" No, no, no, " she put her hands on her ears,

Thomas and Jefferson both look to her, and Thomas places his hands on her shoulders. "What's wrong,” he asks.

" Those damn voices again, "

"What are they saying?" asks Jefferson intently as Rowena puts down her teacup, making a clinching sound as it reaches it's setting.

" He will die tonight, screaming as his flesh burns, " she looked up at Thomas terrified

Without a word Rowena rushes out to see if she can catch Rogers. Thomas quizzes Jordan firmly, "Why didn't you tell us right away?" he asks.

" They just said it, "

Rowena returns, "It's too late.” Jefferson hisses, "Sit down, everyone." he pauses, "it's useless. We can't change the future. Else there would be no point to foresight. We can only see what happens.” Thomas sighs.

" I don't want you to die, " she told him

"Me?" Thomas quizzes her with some fear in his voice.

" They've been saying it all along, that I carry the demon's seed, to kill him before he kills me, "

There is a dead silence in the room.

" W-what did I say something bad? "

"If we lose Rogers everything will be pointless" says Jefferson. "And if someone truly carries the demon's seed the devil's son will be born eventually." ... There is a pause. "The woman must agree before the demon's seed is planted in her body. You would never agree to such a thing I am sure. There is still hope." he sighs.

" I had this weird dream or something it might help, "

Everyone is attentive.

" I was in the cellar of that castle, tied to a table, men came in and started to shred my clothes from my body, pouring this nasty smelling liquid all over me, " she looked around to see their reactions

Jefferson looked intently to know more, and Thomas was listening carefully.

" The master I guess that’s what he was said I carry the demon's seed and asked if I wanted the devil's child, I asked what was going on, a-another guy asked the question again, putting a knife to my throat, I was so scared, they all kept saying 'tell us... tell us' I told them you would do no such thing... but another guy put another knife n-next to... n-next to... " She dropped off and aimed her eyes down.

"Go on,” says Thomas softly to encourage her so they may shed some light on the case.

" My um, um, private " With her hand she pointed down, " Then they kept saying 'cut her... teach her... cut her open... she doesn't want the devil's child' I started to plead 'I do I do want the child,' he pushed the blade firmer against my neck, I was so scared that I cried out, 'I want the devil's child' that's when they took the blades away, the master seemed delighted, he- he slipped a finger into me and said, 'It will grow,' " she looked at them near tears

Jefferson quickly pulls out a dagger but Thomas instantly gets up, shoves Jordan behind him and pulls his gun and points it at the old man.

"She lives,” Thomas says firmly.

Rowena stands up.

"It's not safe and you know it,” hisses Jefferson, taking a step forward, causing Thomas to cog his weapon.

"Don't test me, Peters,” he remarks.

" W-what's happened? What did I say?

"You accepted the devil's child. You should have refused.” Jefferson angrily hisses at her.

"Drop the fucking dagger,” Thomas winces while starting to pull Jordan backwards towards the exit.

" S-so that wasn't a dream? " she realized how serious this was, "

"No, we have to think,” says Thomas to her, never taking his eyes of Peters. They back up some more and reach the exit. "Run down to the blue car parked across the street and start it", Thomas requests.

" A-alright, " she dashes out the door and down the street, getting in on the driver's side and started it,

Thomas comes running out moments later, gets in the car. "North,” he says loudly.

She nodded and shifted the car to drive and stepped on the gas. He opened the glove box and swapped the gun for a map.

" Thomas? Where are we going? "

"It's sort of a long story. Drive faster.” he replied, turning the map on the side and folding it in an odd way along some old creases.

Without a word she applied a little more pressure to the gas petal, she watched as the town sped past leaving it a thing of the past. Thomas looked behind them as the lights of a police car began to flash, nearing them. Glancing in the rear view mirror she made the car go even faster as she tried to out run the flashing red and blue lights

"Shit,” said Thomas. "Come on damn it.”

" I'm trying, but this car isn't that fast, " She flew through a yellow streetlight, and made a sharp veer to the right to miss a slow car.

The police car kept gaining on them with remarkably skilled driving. Thomas glanced back through the rear window.

"Fuck,” he said as he opened the glove box and pulled out his gun again.

She eyed the gun nervously asking, " What the hell do you think you're doing? "

"That's not a fucking cop. Keep us steady, damn it" He barked at her while leaning out the window and firing a couple of rounds, blowing a tire on the approaching police car with in the second attempt. It flipped over. "Keep going,” he told Jordan.

She did as she was told and pressed the petal as far as it would go, veering yet again to miss a car, and took a sharp left, then right

The voices began ringing in her head.... "Left ... go left...” as Thomas proclaimed "Take a right up here on the next one.”

Instead she took another sharp Left, keeping the same speed up

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked her in a loud tone.

" I'll tell you later, " was all that she said

"Jesus Christ,” he said, as he checked his clip and looked backwards to see if they where being followed exiting town towards the mountain range.

" What is it? "

"You're taking us towards the mountain town and all we have seven shots, half a bottle of water, and a map of the northern region on the other side of town." He told her sharply.

" I was told to go left... but not by you, "

"Yeah, well, where you also told the stories about this town you're taking us to?” he almost winced at her in annoyance of her defiant behavior.

" How in the hell am I suppose to know about the town, before that add, everything was so much simpler, " She huffed,

"Yeah, well, you can go back and bitch to Jefferson if you prefer,” He retaliated.

" Like that would do any good, " she looked at him " What’s done is done, "

"Not quite,” said Thomas, "You have much to learn about what has happened to you, but I don't think visiting a town of freaky cult Christians is a great place to begin."

" Look I was just trying to help, I'm sorry ok, I'm so sorry, "

"When we get there, you keep your mouth shut, and hope we have enough gas to make it to the nearest station without any fuss,” he told her calmly.

" Alright, I didn't ask for this you know, " she told him

"You didn't ask for what?", he said.

" All of this, demonic stuff, "

"What did you ask for, then?” he quizzed her, stating; "You told them you wanted the fucking seed.”

" I was scared ok, I was so scared, they were hold knives to my throat ok and other places, they made me eat a damned spider ok, all the while I was tied to a table I couldn't even fight them, " She started to sob, and in a whisper stated, " They were going to kill me, I had no other choice, "

"That was your other choice damn it,” Thomas shouted, "There are things worse than death,” he added, then continuing to ask "Do you know what a succubus is?"

" I-I thinks so, "

"That's what you're going to become with time,” he said, looking at her, almost feeling sorry.

" I'm sorry, ok I'm so sorry! " Tears flowed freely by now, and placed her head in her hands

"Watch the fucking road" He screamed and grabbed the wheel as the car spun out of control and they ended in the ditch, passing out.

As the darkness engulfed her the only thought in her mind was 'What have I done?' She was clearly dreaming. Sitting in a room so dark the walls where invisible to her, with only a small light casting a spot on the floor where she was sitting. She could feel the haunting silence wash over her body, making her feel vulnerable.

Suddenly a ball of light exploded in the haunting room, turning it beautiful, the walls now invisible because of the white brightness. When she opened her eyes a beautiful creature stood before her. It was ... an angel? She pondered for a moment.

Curiously she went to her feet, moving toward the... the something

It opened it's eyes, they where sparkly and blue like the prettiest stone. The creature drew a massive sword from out of nowhere and spoke in a whispering voice in her head "Be afraid, you do not belong in heaven, demon!” as it dealt a blow at her head, waking her up in the car with Thomas missing, and a roaring headache.

" T-Thomas? " She put a hand on her head calling out yet again " Thomas? "

There was no answer, everything seemed deserted.

Getting out of the car slowly, she shivered as a light breeze blew against her skin, she looked around

The flavor of blood began to fill her mouth.

She pulled a face as she began to gag slightly trying to get the taste out, " Thomas! Where the hell are you? "

All that was heard was the wind. She felt a drop of blood pass her lips; it was flowing slowly from her mouth. A sensation began to fill her body. She was becoming aroused for no reason at all. She looked around for something or someone, as she wiped it from her mouth and onto her pant leg slowly she walked around the car

The feeling in her body grew stronger as images of old lovers began flashing in her mind. She wanted more, and the blood from her mouth wouldn't stop flowing. Then suddenly, she lost hearing on one ear, and felt a bit of blood starting to drip from there as well.

The lust was filling her veins and coursed through her body, clouding her mind, as she tried to stop the blood from flowing. It only became stronger and stronger until she felt driven to insanity by the need for pleasure. The blood had dripped over much of her clothes when she looked down and spotted Thomas's gun. Only one shot was left in it.

She screamed in frustration, she felt like she was going to explode if she didn't find release and soon, bending down she swiftly pick it up and eyed it for a moment

She didn't know lust could be this great. The juices began to drip from her, the blood still flowing. She needed satisfaction, nothing else mattered to her. Her mind completely clouded from anything else. She needed Thomas, she wanted him, She wanted him badly, she needed to feel something in her, to release the pressure from all of the pleasure and lust that was building up

She heard a car in the distance. Turning she searched for the car. It was an old car, coming closer, moving in the direction towards the town in the mountains. She wondered who could it be this time of day, it was pretty much deserted. As it approached it began to slow down. Presumably the driver had spotted the accident. She eyed the shadowed person behind the wheel the feeling never quitting

A middle-aged man stopped the car and got out. She wanted him right away. Her lust was too big. She already pictured herself taking him right there. She needed to seduce him or she would explode. "Are you okay?” the man asked her.

" I-I don't know, W-where am I, " she all but lied.

"A couple of miles from town,” He responded while moving closer. "You're bleeding,” he stated, while it began to throb between her legs as he came closer to her.

" I- I am where? "

He reached her and placed a helpful hand of her, but at his touch she felt so much pleasure she let out a groan. He spotted the gun. "What... What's this?” he asked, taking a step back.

" Protection, " she walked closer.

"Fr—From what?" he asked, stepping back and falling to the ground, looking up at her.

" Everything, the woods are dangerous, " She slinked her way to him.

"Wh... What are you doing?" he asked nervously.

" What I want, " She said in a seductive tone,

He just stared at her, frightened a bit. The throbbing between her legs increased the closer and more intimate she got with him. She was completely out of control. She reached him bending down she moved her hand up his thigh

"M... My god... " He exclaimed, "Are you insane,” he added while trying to crawl backwards but he was unable to.

" No... Just wanting, " She moved her hand to his chest

He just stared at her, unable to move, stunned by her actions. Leaning forward she licked the shell of his ear. Using her tongue on him felt so good in her body, increasing her lust to impossible levels, she almost felt the pleasure of having a normal orgasm just from doing that to him. She wanted impossibly more.

" What don't you like? " she asked moving her hands to her shirt and began to unbutton it.

"I... I... ", He tried, but couldn't answer...

" You what, " she undid the last button of her shirt and went for his.

He almost passed out as she let out another groan because of the close proximity.

" Well what are you waiting for? "

As if by possession, he ripped off her shirt, much to her delight as she laughed in pleasure. She fumbled with his pants trying to take them off. He did it for her quickly.

" That's it my pet, "

He was entranced by her, now willing to let her do anything without complaint. He was hard, and she yearned to take him and satisfy her lust.

She let out another groan as she whispered, " Take me, "

He didn't hesitate to undress her bottom half and pull her down to him, sitting her so she could slide it inside herself any time she wanted. She was ecstatic. She slid him into her slowly... god it felt good... the feeling was mind blowing with all the lust that had built up.

He felt her nails claw his chest as he entered her, with her riding intensely, feeling the pleasure of an orgasm with every thrust. She was uncontrollable, he was groaning loudly.

" Harder... Faster... " Was all she could say.

It wasn't soon after he exploded inside her, and she felt the most powerful and divine sensation in her body. It was completely impossible to feel so much pleasure. She felt him flow up inside her, and it lasted for a minute until he fell back, lifeless. She began to feel normal again, finding herself on his naked body. Her injuries had mysteriously healed.

" W-what did I do? " She asked herself

His corpse was dry and the bones already started crumbling under her. She felt alive. So alive. She let out of shriek and pushed herself away from it, 'What had she done,' No one was around, but she knew it was time to get out of there. She slid back into her clothes except her shirt; for it had been ripped apart, getting up she began to walk to where she didn't know

A voice laughed in her head ... "More ... more ... " it said playfully.

" No... No more! " she screamed into the night

Birds took off in the distance from the sound. The moon cast it's light on the entrance to a town a few miles up the straight road with trees on both sides.

" Thomas where are you? Where did you go? "

"Go there,” the voice rang in her head, a gust of wind pointing her in the direction of the town.

She slowly made her way to the town, dreading every moment of it. When she reached the town gate after what felt like a long walk, the place seemed quite deserted despite the fact that many of the houses had lights. An old church seemed to grace the center of the town. She looked cautiously around trying to detect any life in the small town

A cat ran by her.

She jumped, even though she was ready for something that she didn't know of. The cat began to follow her, at a respectful distance. Stopping when she did. She kept looking back at the cat, become more paranoid every minute

Another cat joined in.

She began to walk faster to get her away from the cats. They picked up their pace as well, keeping their distance still. Soon, twelve cats where following her every move. She began to run, as fast as she could, trying to distance herself away form them. But they where faster than her and easily kept up as she soon found herself much closer to the church. She could see the large wooden door was open.

She dashed inside trying to be rid the cats

The cats waited outside, staring at her curiously as she entered. At the alter candles were lit. It was a beautiful church. The organ must have been one of the eldest, with ornate keys and old carvings. The benches wooden, the light soft. The rocks huge. She slowly made her way through it her hands and arms clutched her nearly bare chest

A priestly looking man entered from the wing and kneeled down by the alter without spotting her. She stopped and gazed upon the man curiously. After a few moments he stood up and turned around, spotting her. There was a silence.

" I-I'm sorry to have disturbed you, " she told the man and slowly begun to back away

"It is okay my child,” he said calmly as he held out his hand invitingly.

" N-no it's not, I-I shouldn't be here, "

"Everyone is welcome in this house of God,” he assured her, taking a step forward.

" B-believe me, I'm not, " She continued to back away, until she reached the door.

One of the cats made a sound behind her. They where all still waiting for her outside in a circle. She felt like she was trapped, She couldn't go out side, yet she knew she couldn't stay inside after what she had done

"Kill him,” the voices in her head whispered. "Kill him now"...

She didn't listen to them, she couldn't, she already killed one man tonight she wasn't going to kill another. He was only a few feet away from her now. She had to make a choice between the cats or the priest. The tension inside the church began to grow, rapidly.

She made her way out the door, running away from both of them. The cats hissed and one of them clawed and scratched her slightly as they began to follow her. Two men came running towards her from the front, the priest still standing in the door, the cats behind her.

" Please every one get away from me, "

She tripped over a branch. The ground was hard beneath her trembling form, dust flew to her cloths. The two men reached her, picked her up, and started dragging her forcefully to the church.

She fought them hard flailing her arms and legs for them to let her go, " Get off of me please get off, " she begged

They reached and entered the church, dragging her up to the priest, and holding her firmly in place in front of him. He looked at her.

" Please, sir please let me go, " she began to sob

"Tell me, child. Why are you running?” asked the priest calmly.

" I-I can't, I can't... please I beg you let me go, "

"It looks like her,” said one of the men, the priest nodding.

"Get the others,” the priest told one of the men, the other tightening his grip on her so she couldn't run.

" W-what? No! Please, "

The priest looked at her. "Tell me, are you Jordan, the one who carries the devil's seed?” he asked.

" Please... please... "

"The demon's slut murdered Henman,” a man screamed out from the back of the church as a group of at least 20 men began entering.

Her eyes were wide with fear, as she still tried to get away,

"Don't worry," the priest said as the men took their seats with only a couple of them walking up to the priest and one helping the man grasp Jordan, "We will ... purify ... you", he continued.

" You can't... no one can, "

"You underestimate us, young slut, we both can and will.” he winced at her, insulted by her remark more than anything. The men started dragging her to the alter. "Fetch the acid,” the priest told what appeared to be his main servant.

" No! Please stop! " She what utterly terrified, she fought harder than ever to get way

The two strong men easily bound her to the alter, lying on her back, in position like a cross. The main servant handed a small vial to the priest who walked over to Jordan. One of the men who bound her walked over and held her head so she couldn't move it.

" Please! Please don't do this, " she sobbed out, still trying to fight them off yet knowing it would do no good

The man held open one of her eyes as the priest prepared a couple of drops from the vial. He dropped one on the alter and it immediately burnt through a couple of inches of wood.

" Please I beg you don't to this to me, I haven't done anything wrong, "

"Liar," yelled a man from the group that was seated in the church as they began to pray in unison.

" Please, sir don't, " She was practically sobbing her heart out

He accidentally spilled another drop on her hand and it started eating through the flesh in her palm. She screamed in pain trying to get her hand loosed, she kept screaming with all she possessed.

The priest smiled at her, "Take it easy my child, it will all be over soon,” He said as he held the last drop above her opened eye as he prepared to drop it.

" No! Stop! " She tried to get out the man's grasp

The voice in her had laughed at her, "I told you to kill him.... ", It was almost delighted she was now in pain, "Foolish little girl"...

Then suddenly a gasp was heard throughout the group of men in the crowd, the priest turned to look dropping the acid on the floor. Everybody turned to look towards the door. She could only guess what was happening.

A familiar voice was heard from the entrance of the church. The man let go of Jordan's head so she lifted it up and could see. It was Thomas.

"I have to cancel your sermon here, my crazy bitches" he exclaimed as he pulled two guns and started walking through the church.

" Thomas! " she was so happy so see him alive.

"Untie her from the altar" he said, the priest protesting.

"You have no idea how important this is, young fool,” said the priest to Thomas as he walked forward.

"Young,” Thomas said with cocky voice as one of the men untied Jordan.

She slowly sat up rubbing her wrists and ankles.

"Get back here," Thomas prompted her. "You are a fool,” said the priest angrily after which he took a step forward. Thomas put a bullet in his leg, causing him to fall over. "Hurry," Thomas remarked to Jordan.

She jumped off the table and joined him at the entrance of the church. Thomas finished off the priest by putting a bullet in his chest and head, and then he continued to drag Jordan backwards out of the church. She couldn't believe her eyes, what she was seeing.

Thomas stopped her for a quick second outside to look at her eyes, then he asked her "Do you taste blood?" before he continued dragging her with him.

" No... But I did, "

"What do you mean, did?” he asked as they picked up the pace.

" I tasted blood then it started to come out my mouth and ear, "

"And it just went away?" he asked.

" Well n-no, please don't ask anymore I can't bare to tell you, "

They stopped. He looked at her with a serious expression. "Jordan, what did you do? This is important."

" I don't know, a lust sensation fell over my me, I'm not sure what I did, "

"Fuck.” Thomas almost screamed. "You're turning already.”

" Thomas you’re scaring me, "

"This is not good,” Thomas said as he dragged her into an alley where they could hide.

She sank to the ground.

"It will only get worse,” he told her, "You will want more, and it will be more frequent.”

" No, no, no, no, " was all she could say.

"Man yourself up, damn it,” he asked of her.

" What? "

"You have to stop whining about it, we have to find a solution,” he said, handing her a candy bar from his pocket, knowing she must be starving to death.

" Thank you, " she took it and opened the wrapper, " What happened to you?

"We don't have time to talk about it, eat quickly,” he said, keeping a lookout.

She all but scarfed it down, and looked up at him for guidance.

"It starts with the ears and mouth. When you satisfy your lust it's cured. But soon, it doesn't stop the injuries anymore; it only eases them a bit. You will experience new ones. Disfigure more and more, wanting more, until you have finally become a demon that can think of nothing else but the next victim to ease her suffering if for nothing but a second", he explained while picking her up from the ground.

" How can this be cured? "

"There is only one cure,” he said with a serious tone.

" W-what is it? " she asked afraid of the answer

"Death,” he answered her, "but soon even that is too late.”

" B-but I don't want to die, there must be another way, "

"How long since last time it happened," he asked her.

" Two hours maybe, "

"We should still have a little time. If you start to feel the symptoms, let me know right away." he said, "For my protection,” he added.

" Ok, " she nodded

"What do you think we should do?" Thomas asked her.

" I don't know, " She looked at him, " I'm scared, "

"Die..." the voices whispered in her head.

" No, get out of my head, " she as she put her hands on her head

"What?” asked Thomas.

" I hate these voices, you know that, "

"What are they telling you?" he asked.

" Die... "

Coldly, Thomas punched her in the gut causing her to drop to her knees, then he held the gun to her head.

She sputtered as she tried to catch her breath clutching her stomach, " W-why did you d-do that for? " she asked

"You have to trust them,” he said, cogging the gun ready to shoot her.

She looked up and found herself face to face with the barrel, " What are you doing? "

He pulled the trigger.

She screamed, flinching. Everything turned white. Her eyes blinded. She was back in the odd room where she first met the creature.

" A-am I dead? " She asked the creature.

"I told you once," the creature said in an angelic voice, "You do not belong in heaven". "But I will let you confess all your sins to me and ease your passing if you will,” he continued.

" All I can say is that I'm sorry, I’m so sorry, I was scared when I accepted, they were threatening me with torture, " she looked at the creature, with a pleading expression.

"Sorry?” the creature asked her. "I hear sorry more than anything, tell me something different."

" I'll do anything, to be rid of this, anything! " she pleaded yet again.

"No you wont," the creature told her calmly.

" Why do you say that? "

"There are things you would not do.” he stated and pulled a small dagger from nowhere.

" W-what are those things? " she asked eyeing the dagger.

The creature handed her the dagger.

" W-what? " She questioned.

"Kill the devil in his slumber,” the creature said, always calm, always notorious about his articulation. It was like a master actor reciting Shakespeare whenever he spoke any word.

" W-who is he? "

"You are his slut,” the creature stated as if it was not an insult at all.

" I am not, please tell me who it is that you speak of? "

The creature laughed politely. "Oh yes, you are, and you will beg for more when he is finished with you".

" Who... What are you talking about? "

"Once the curse of the succubus has taken you completely, he will show his true face. You must kill him before then.” the creature added before Jordan woke up lying in a filthy cell with a wound in forehead.

She places her hand on her forehead where the wound is wincing with contact. She felt the blood beginning to gather in her mouth again.

" No, no, no, not again, please not again, "

The thoughts began again. The wanting. But she was alone in the cell.

" No! I can't do this I can't handle this, "

She cried a tear, but it wasn't water, it was blood. Her ear was filled again... She began to feel a massive desire in her heart, losing control of her mind, slowly. She began to pace severely in her cell, try to let the feeling by pass. But it only grew more intense. Quicker than last time. It began to throb between her legs, the blood dripping from her mouth.

She fell to her knees pounding the ground with her fist trying to get it to stopping only for the feeling to become over powering. She wanted to fuck someone. Feel pleasure. Her mind had turned off and the only thing she could think about was satisfying her lusts and most extreme fantasies, no matter her innocence earlier in life. She almost had an orgasm just thinking about it.

She searched the cell for someone or thing knowing it was hapless. She injury in her head began to bleed as well, the throbbing between her legs unbearable. She could hardly stand. She grabbed handfuls of hair and slightly pulled with a screamed in frustration

Two men came and dragged Thomas along with them, but she bare recognized him over her lustful thoughts. One of the men knocked him out, threw him in the cell with her, and locked the door. The two men left quickly after spitting on her. Her eyes racked his body hungrily all but rushing to his unconscious body. He was lying there, unresponsive, passed out. She wanted him. She didn't care of his condition, or who he was.

Her hands groped his unconscious form, ripping his clothes off. The sight of his naked body aroused her in such a way that she almost passed out, she needed to make him hard so she could take him. It had to be now. The throbbing was killing her, blood dripping from her and down on his body.

She began to rub him hard and fast trying to get his blood to flow into his member. It was not working fast enough for her impatient lust. But when she touched it, she felt a sensation in her body greater than any human orgasm. She touched him again and again trying to make him erect or at least or him to wake

After what seemed forever, he was finally hard enough for her insatiable want to take him. Quickly as she could she shed her clothes and mounted him but not slipping him into her not just yet. Her body was exploding many times in the process, the blood still pouring down on him from her orifices. In a last attempt to wake him she pounded him in the chest just for him to help the process along.

It was no use; he was like a lifeless rock.

Growling in frustration she pushed him into her hard and fast. Her body exploded. One thrust and she had came, but it was not enough. She wanted more. She wanted his life. She could feel it flow from him to her. His body began to shiver as if his very soul was abandoning it for her lust.

She could feel it... it was almost complete now.

His soul entered her, as he began to flow inside her, and almost instantly, all her injuries healed and she realized what she had done.

" No!!! Not again, what I have done, " she threw herself off of him.

A faint taste of blood remained in her mouth this time.

She heard laughter from the cell next to hers.

" Shut Up! "

"Was it good?” a familiar female voice asked tauntingly.

" No, I didn't want to take him... not him, "

She laughed again. "Aww..."

" Shut up! Please just shut up! "

"Jordan," the voice said, "You should have let us kill you.”

" Who are you? "

"Silly girl,” said Rowena. It dawned on Jordan in that moment.

" No you’re wrong, you’re so wrong, "

"I'm wrong? Well, what are you gonna do then?” Rowena asked. "It's going to be like, what... two more hours before you need another one.”

" Yes, I don't want this I didn't want to do that do him, "

"But you did want it. You did it. Don't you get it? That's why you should die.” she remarked.

" I didn't want to kill him, No, no, no, " she put her hands on her ears

Rowena slides a cloth-wrapped object from her cell in front of Jordan's.

" What's that? "

"Take it,” she added.

She crawled over to the cell door and reached out taking the package. It contained a sealed wooden box. She looked at the box curiously, before opening it.

It contained a large key.

By now she was utterly confused, " What? What's this to? "

"For when you meet the devil,” Rowena laughed.

She dropped the key as if she was burned, " No, no, no, "

Two men and a priest walked by the cell and glared at her, passing by and stopping at Rowena's. They unlocked it. Jordan could hear a struggle, before they dragged Rowena past Jordan's cell, naked and screaming for mercy.

She could feel her fingers grip the bars as she starred at them drag her away

Rowena let out one last horrifying scream that pierced Jordan's mind as they closed a huge wooden door leading away from the cells.

" What's going on, why did every have to get so screwed up, " she said to herself

Suddenly someone placed a hand on her shoulder.

She screamed bloody murder ripping herself away from the someone and getting as far away as possible. It was Thomas's corpse, staring right at her with completely black eyes. He was dried out completely. It sounded as if he tried to speak, but all he could do was faint moaning that shivered her. He began to crawl closer so her in the cell. She still was shrieking in horror as she tried to put as much distance between her and it all it got her was a solid wall

He slowly nudged himself closer, and closer... Jordan was still screaming her eyes wide with petrified fear. A large spider fell on her from the ceiling and she looked up. It was crawling with large, hairy spiders. One by one they began to fall.

She whimpered as she tried to get them off of her. They started biting her.

" Ow, ow, get off get away all of you, "

Thomas's corpse grabbed her arms and leaned in over her. She let out another blood curling scream, as she stared at his shrunken eyes, and dried out face, she could feel the cold clammy hands on her flesh. Wherever spiders had bitten her, the flesh began to deteriorate.

" No let go, " she could feel the burning as it done so, leaving so much pain.

She heard the wooden door open in the distance, and footsteps coming closer to the cell. She let out yet another whimper as she struggled to get out of his grasp. The men unlocked the cell and Jordan found herself sitting against the wall, no spiders, no Thomas. The men began pulling her clothes off.

Jordan fought them trying to be free of them, trying to kick, bite, and scratch, when ever possible. They finished tearing off her clothes and started dragging her out of the cell just like they did Rowena, by the legs.

She fought them all the way kicking at them, trying to grab anything she could. They dragged her out of the large wooden door into a strange and smelling corridor. It reeked with old blood and rotten animals.

" No, where are you taking me? " she pleadingly asked.

They arrived at what looked like a torture room. They dragged her passed Rowena who was hanging upside down, lifeless. She had been cut from the vagina to her throat, some of her guts lying on the floor under her.

" No! Stop let me go, " she began to fight them harder than ever.

They began tying a rope around her feet. She still was fighting them even though it was useless.

They strung her up upside down, two men holding her arms, a third pulling out a knife. "You're going to answer some questions,” he said.

" Why? I haven't done anything; please " she pleaded sobbing

"Shut up,” the main continued as he placed the knife by her throat. "Do you see her?" he asked and pointed to Rowena.

" Y-Yeah... "

"If you don't shut up with your whining, I will do that to you. You will answer my questions. If I feel you lie to me, you will end up like that. You understand?"

She nodded feeling the blood rushing to her head pounding in her ears

"Did you mate with a demon?” he asked, holding the knife harder against her throat.

" I don't know, I don't remember, "

He slapped her face. She cried out, looking back at him.

"Do you know the man you murdered in your cell?"

" Y-y-yes, "

"Who is he?"

" His name is Thomas, "

"How do you know him," he asked again, letting the knife cut into her ever so slightly.

" I was his apprentice, " she told him flinching

"And what are you now?"

" I'm not sure anymore, we, we did stuff, "

The man slapped her again.

" What did you do that for, "

He punched her hard in the stomach. "You don't ask questions!" he roared at her.

She coughed slightly. The man pulled her up slightly by her hair and looked deep into her eyes. She tried to pull back but his grip was to tight

"Should we take her?” asked one of the other men.

“ No please, don’t do that, I’ll do anything just don’t do that, “

The man laughed at her, "What would you prefer?” he smirked, "Do you want us to have our way with you, or cut you open like the other one?"

" N-neither? "

He punched her really hard in the stomach again, "Don't insult me, slut. Answer!!” he screamed.

" I did, I don't want neither I've already been tortured enough, please don't take me, or kill me "

In that moment, the wooden door opened, and a pale, well-dressed man stood silently in the opening. He was wearing a very distinct hat and had dark, eyes. She looked at the man. The two men lets go of Jordan's arms, the main master man turned towards the man while the others ran off.

She let her arms hang down, just watching them. The man who had strung her up took a step towards the mysterious man, but the mysterious figure merely raised his hand, causing Jordan's torturer to catch fire and run around screaming, until he fell, dead.

" Oh my god, " was all she could manage

The mysterious man walked up and looked at her. "Want me to cut you down?” he asked in a whispering voice.

" P-please, " she said after a moment’s hesitation

He slid a finger along her body, causing a slightly burning sensation, and then he cut the rope, helping her up to her feet despite the fact that she could barely stand. She could feel her legs wanting to give away; with her hand she tried to cover up her naked body the best she could.

The man laughed, "Don't worry. I have seen you many times before.” he held his hands over her eyes, and all her injuries healed and she felt refreshed. "You are mine now," he added.

" W-what do you mean? "

"I am Lucifer,” the man introduced himself. "You have given yourself to me.”

" No I didn't, I didn't, " She backed away from him,

She began feeling a pain in her stomach as he gestured his hand at her. "Come here, young one."

She began to whimper as it grew, but she stayed in her place

"You will want me within the hour,” he added as he took a step towards her.

" No I won't, what have you done to me? " she asked as she felt the wall behind her

"Only what you have asked for,” he calmly told her.

" No I didn't ask for anything from you, "

"You said you wanted my child, and you shall have It.” he paused for a bit, "if you pray to me you will rule the world.” He reached out his hand.

" No I was forced to, I didn’t want it, please get away, "

"No, let's have some fun," Lucifer said.

" No, I refuse you, "

Lucifer glared at her and placed his hand on her chest. It burned and hurt a lot. "Turn around,” he said.

" No! Why should I? " She screamed.

Lucifer caused her to be in terrible pain until she complied. She slowly turned around so her back was to him.

"Spread your legs and bend over," he demanded her while quoting a passage from Satan’s bible about fertility and lust.

" No, please, please no, " she was shaking with fear

Once again he placed his hand on her, causing pain until she would comply. She spread her legs and she bent over folding her arms across her chest, tears leaking out of her eyes. She didn’t want this.

He stuck a finger up inside of her, and her mouth began to taste like blood again. He could provoke the feeling in her. She barely managed the thought that the time had come before the feeling of lust began engulfing her soul.

" Not again, " she tried to fight it this time

The blood began dripping from her again down to the floor beneath her as Lucifer kept fingering her. It felt better and better, and she became more and more lustful, abandoning her innocent thoughts and slowly wanting more. The shaking subsided as she began groaning louder

Lucifer caused her to cum again and again. His every touch was arousing to her. She groaned time and time again, almost begging for more, she barely heard him unzip his pants.

Lucifer finally penetrated her with his manhood, causing her to moan louder. He clawed his nails into her back. She was lustful, turning into a true demon as the blood smeared everything around her. "Beg in my name," Lucifer commanded her as she was under his spell.

" I beg you give me more "

"Scream my name,” he yelled at her as he took her harder, the Jordan that once was, was now gone, the demon completely in charge.

" I beg you Lucifer, harder! "

He complied, almost tearing her apart, but she was feeling the pleasure, cumming over and over and over again, laughing demonically, wanting more. When Lucifer finally finished in her, she sank to the ground, weakened from all the pleasure. He placed his cock by her mouth and told her to clean it off.

She looked up at him with lust still in her eyes, as she complied letting her tongue twirl around and around his still erect manhood.

He laughed satisfactorily at his accomplishment before placing his hands over her eyes. When she woke up, she found herself in the most comfortable of rooms, in a bed, next to Thomas. He was sleeping. She was lying on her back, feeling quite numb everywhere, when she realized she held the mysterious dagger given to her by the creature in her hand.

She looked aver at him relieved that it was a dream... hoping it was a dream. The creature flashed through her mind, she relieved the moments she met it in an instant. "Can you kill the devil in his sleep?" the creature asked before she came to her senses again.

" No I can how can you ask? ”

She was on her own. She had to make a decision quickly.

She looked at his sleeping form and to the dagger, and then back to him, she moved the dagger a bit towards him, ‘what was she thinking she couldn't do it’ she threw it across the room. He was still laying in slumber, not flinching by the sound of the dagger hitting the wall and falling to the magnificent marble floor.

She lay back again with a frustrated sigh

The ceiling was white as well. The bed was so comfortable, as if it was made just for her. The room was very ornate, and as she looked around she saw beautiful art on the walls, Chinese vases, delicate sculptures, and a stunning white grand piano with the colors inverted on the keys. She looked sideways at Thomas, reaching over she brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes

He still didn't flinch. He looked so peaceful there.

Sitting up she slowly got out of the bed and wrapped a red silk robe around her slender form making her way to the window and gazed out. She was looking at dense white fog. Light still managed to pass through to illuminate the room without artificial lights, but she could see nothing. No sky, no ground. Jordan shivered slightly and hugged her arms around her waiting for Thomas to wake.

As she glanced around the room she realized there where no doors. She walked around the room and examined the walls closely just to make sure. It was true, no doors. She stepped on the dagger's handle. She jumped back, and looked down at the dagger, the thought still nagging at her mind, 'could she do it? '.

He swallowed to break the otherwise peaceful state. But he was quickly backed to dead silence. No movement. Just deep, deep slumber.

She walked over to the bed once again, and sat beside him playing with his hair. He moved took a bit of a deeper breath, as if he sighed in his sleep.

She leaned forward and let her hot breath play on his ear as she whispered to him, " Thomas... Thomas wake up luv, "

He mumbled something in his sleep.

" Thomas wake up luv, " She blew on his ear again

His eyes began to flicker. She kissed slowly just behind ears sending shivers along his spine

He opened his eyes a little "Huh, where am I?"

" I don't know, this place is weird, "

He tried to sit up slightly in the bed, looking around.

" I think we’re trapped in here "

"What do you mean?"

" Well... there's no doors, "

He sat up completely, eyeing the dagger. He picked it up. "What is this doing here?"

" A creature in my dreams told me to kill you but... but I couldn't, " she got up and walked to the window again.

He clasped it for a moment. "Where did you get it?” he tested its sharpness against the silk sheets, and it instantly cut them like nothing.

" I don't know, When I woke up it was in my hand, "

He jumped out of bed. And slipped on some pants.

" What? What is it? " She asked turning to him

"Nothing,” he stated, beginning to examine the walls. "Are you sure there are no doors?” he asked. "How the hell did we get in if there isn't?"

" I don't know, it’s a mystery to me, "

"Did we ... err... you know?” he asked.

" Did we what? " she said with a smirk

He blushed slightly. "We did?” hiding a smile and looking into the ground.

" Actually... I’m not sure, it’s highly possible that we did, "

He walked up to the piano and played a few random keys. It was perfectly in tune and had a divinely mellow tone.

She walked up behind him, placing her arms around him and whispered, " Play me something, "

"But I'm not very good,” He hesitantly stated. "There is a reason I became a failed private detective.”

She walked around dragging her hand across his bareback and sat one the lid of the piano facing him, and looked into his eyes, " Please... "

He sat down, and after a few opening chords his playing became a bit more coherent. He looked at her, and softly corrected his posture, checking the pedal. Then he began playing the Andante from Piano Sonata No. 15 by Beethoven with the most delicate touch imaginable. It was as if the instrument helped make any pianist a master of the art.

She just watched as he played, letting the music wash over her body. In the passionate and moodful moment, if for but a second, she swore she saw Thomas change to Lucifer, but when she blinked to check again and make sure, it was Thomas playing the keys as if he was a god at the keyboard instruments.

She closed her eyes, resting back on her hands and then slowly to her elbows, she tip her head back, she could feel her robe slip just a bit

Thomas looked up at her, tempted...Very tempted. She looked back at him, and slowly licked her lips. He smiled at her, already starting to get caught in her seduction.

" What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? "

He nodded slightly, looking at where the robe was beginning to fail her, but failed to hide it from her despite attempts to make it look casual. She slowly sat up to where her body was in reach.

He reached up to her with one of his hands and felt the inside of her thigh. She let a quiet groan escape her lips. With his other hand he reached up and gently pulled her head closer to his with his hand on her neck. He held her lips inch close to his own.

She softly touched hers lips to his placing her hands on his neck as well. After moments of delightful, tender kisses, he slowly began to add his tongue, closing his eyes. She slowly sucked on his tongue as she played with it; her thumbs traced his collarbone with her thumbs

"Mmm,” he managed to express, sliding his hand further up her thigh under the robe.

" Oh my... " She pressed her lips hard to his

"Do you like it?” he softly polled her as he continued to slide his hand the last way up reaching the very end of her thigh, looking seductively into her eyes.

" Do you even have to ask? " she looked back at him, rubbing her knees against his side

He placed a hand on her under the robe, knowing she'd like it. He began kissing her again, alternating between her lips and neck.

" Mmm, " she kissed him back just as hard and sensual,

He slid a finger inside her slowly, causing her to moan, but he caught it with his kisses, sending a great sensation through her body. She groaned again, pulling him to her

Moving his hand to the outside of the robe, his hand traveled up to the edge of her robe, gripping the collar he pulled dragging the robe off her shoulders, revealing her fantastic body to him. She was so tempting... so very tempting.

" Mmm you like what you see? "

"Yes,” he could barely reply, so taken with her.

She put a leg on either side of him squeezing him slightly, while she leaned up and placed yet another kiss on his soft lips. He ventured his kisses further and further down her body, always returning to her lips again, teasing her. She groaned in almost protest, as she grazed her fingers across his chest. He fingered her more, licking her ear and breathing softly into it.

" Oh god... Mmm, " she groaned into his ear

His kisses intensified down her neck. She bit her lip and wrapped her legs around his hips. He slid himself in a better position, removing his finger from her wet pussy. He used the juices left on it to trace around her body, then followed the trail with his tongue, leaving small kisses on the way.

" Mmm, " she body was starting to shake in pleasure

He slid down his pants and stepped out of them, holding his hands around her waist and holding her in place as she was now sitting on the keys, making random sounds every now and then as she moved. He looked into her eyes. She slid her hands up to his shoulders, smiled a bit at the interesting sounds

He placed his cock on her pussy and rubbed a bit against it, teasing her.

She groaned again, " You shouldn't tease like that you know, "

He just smiled at her, slipping it to the opening, making her anticipate. She pressed her body against his as she gave him a series of kisses along his jaw. He returned the kisses as he slid inside her, slow and deep, feeling the pleasure she felt through her tongue and lips as she moaned. She felt as he lighted a flamed inside of her as he entered her hot opening, she let her hands slid down his back

He groaned in satisfaction as he started to thrust her slowly there on the piano. The keys still making the occasional note play. It was passionate. Using her legs she pulled him against her tightly, wanting to feel every bit of him inside of her

And she did. He went a little harder, feeling how they become one as he took her. Kissing her neck... ever so slowly. She drew breaths in short gasps each one ending in a groan of pleasure. He let her feel him faster, harder as he French kissed her passionately, now letting his fingertips trace the sides of her body softly.

" Mmm... Mmm... Oh god more, " she told him through the kiss, wanting even more.

He increased the pace until she felt like she was in heaven, tightening her legs around him just a bit more. She could felt her nearing release but not wanting it to end, as she moved her body to his pace. He took it the last bit harder, feeling her tighten around him as he pushed himself up in her again and again. Her moans lingered in the room.

She a final groan she pressed against him hard giving him another fiery kiss as she hit it, letting her cum milk his hard cock.

He groaned with her and began to flow inside her. It was so good.

" Oh god yes... " Her chest was heaving in pleasure

He held it there for a moment, picking her up and carrying her to the bed where he thrusted a few more times softly before pulling out of her, letting the juices leave her body. He kissed her as he lay down next to her.

" That was heaven, " She told him with a smile

He nodded in agreement. Both forgetting their situation. The room contained everything they'd ever need accept the one thing none of them was currently considering.

She rolled on top of him with a grin,

He looked at her and smiled. "What?"

" Oh nothing, " she told him still grinning.

"Tell me," he insisted with a bigger smile, pinching her slightly.

" Make me, " she teased.

He teasingly reached for the dagger and held it in his hand. "Are you sure?” he teased her.

She smacked him playfully, " Not that way, "

He discarded it. "Oh, you mean by pleasuring you to death, or until you speak?" he said while rubbing her breasts softly.

" Hmm either way is fine, " she smirked

"Just tell me,” he said curiously as he slid his hands down her sides.

" I just like laying on you, "

He looked deeply into her eyes...

" What? " she asked

Once again for less than a second, the image of Lucifer replaced Thomas. Everything was quickly back to normal. She closed her eyes then opening them again, not wanting to dwell on it. Thomas placed his hand on her leg causing a slight burning sensation, but it quickly went away. He smiled at her.

She smiled back... " Now tell me how do we get out? "

"Maybe we shouldn't,” he suggested, with a hint of hesitance.

" What do you mean? "

"Isn't this great?” he suggested to her as he looked around.

" Well yes, but wouldn't it get boring if we stayed in here all the time? " she asked sitting up straddling his hips

"What else could you ever want?” his tone grew just a small bit deeper.

" Mmm " she said as though deep in thought, " Nothing I guess, "

"Is everything okay, my young one?” he let slip from his lips.

" W-what? "

"What?"

" W-what did you just say? " she asked as a bit of fear crept up into her

He looked at her in a bit of an evil manner. "Relax,” he told her.

" How can I now? "

He began reaching for the dagger.

" W-what a-are you doing don't " she asked as she inched her way off of him.

He grasped the dagger in his hand.

" W-what a-are you don't " she asked again as she continued to inched her way off of him.

He grabbed her with his other arm and flung her to the bed. She whimpered, as she looked upon his form, " Thomas what's wrong with you? "

The eyes of Lucifer took over Thomas's as cries began echoing in the walls. The place had begun to falter.

" N-no, " she backed up as she pushed herself away from him,

He held her down. "Lay still, my youngling.” He was changing more and more, showing his true form. The walls at begun to vanish, the floor turned fiery... Cries of men boiling in water, never dying where heard, people being eaten alive again and again as their limbs grew back, children thrown in pools of lava in front of their mothers only to be reborn again. These visions plagued her mind as Lucifer lay on her.

" Nooo! Get off of me, " she struggled to be free,

His touch began to burn her again as he finally took shape into Lucifer, completely shredding his human illusion of Thomas. Looking away from him, all she saw was death, torture. People being gutted and living through it, their intestines devoured by their spouses as they turned into demons. Spiders began to crawl into the bed that was turning black as coal.

She pounded his chest to get him off of her, " Please Stop, I don't want this, "

"Don't worry," he told her. "You are almost done.”

Her stomach began to expand at a rapid pace and she felt an excruciating pain. Something was growing inside her. She screamed in pain her eyes widen in fear as she watched her self change, she could feel her skin stretch tighter and tighter. Lucifer placed his hands on her stomach and began to dig into her, increasing her pain to impossible levels. He laughed as the screams of torture filled his domain.

" Stop! Please stop! " She tried to get out of his grasp, She still was screaming

Lucifer tore a demon child from her stomach, and in that instant she woke up in her apartment to her alarm clock, screaming. She sat up, sweaty, reaching to stop the alarm. She knocked down a paper from her night table. When she finally regained her breath and finished feeling her stomach, she picked up the paper and noticed an ad circled. "Thomas Riddley, Private Eye for the Paranormal, Seeking Apprentice to help with field work. Inquire today."

" What the fuck? " she whispered.

Her sweat had drenched her completely, the nightlight not giving much help to illuminate her room. Her heartbeat was slowing. She got up from her bed still looking at the paper horrified.

The alarm clock showed seven o’clock a.m., it was still dark outside. The circled phone number stood out on the page.

Slowly almost with out thinking she picked up her phone and dialed the circled number and waited...

"Riddley Investigations for the Paranormal, Thomas Riddley speaking,” was the answer after a few rings and some fumbling after the phone was picked up. The voice sounded familiar if not a little tired.

" Yes... my name is Jordan Prague... I saw your ad in the paper... "


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