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“You’re the one killing all those people in the forest.” I said suddenly allowing my thoughts to be heard.

“So you’ve heard of me then?” she said smiling all of sudden.

“That Nico di Angelo boy looked pretty yummy too. Maybe he'll be my breakfast before I kill him like all those other people. After all…” she led off and before my eyes she began growing, maturing into a young woman. Her hair war longer, her chest was well bigger, her legs long, her body thin, and her face was gorgeous. Trust me I’m no les or bi but she looked drop dead gorgeous.

“No one has been able to with hold my charm.” She said while adding an extra coat of red lipstick on her lips. She looked at me straight in the eye and I felt myself getting heavier. She walked closer. Her red heels clacking as she walked closer to me.

“Don’t worry darling,” she said gripping my wrist tightly cutting off blood circulation. I could feel something crawling up my wrist and I screamed trying to get it out of me. I tried wiping off the feeling but it was still there.

“This will remind you every day that on December 31st by next year, your life shall be taken by none other than me. Or sooner, depending on how bored I get. And if you ask your mother she would tell you its very real but oh wait. That’s right you can’t, your mother’s dead because I killed her.” She said pausing before letting me go and laughing manically as I stared at me arm that was showing my veins. But they were pulsating black.

I felt a gust of air before nothing. Nothing at all.

Chapter 8

Months later…..

Ever since that night that happened in the mansion I stopped talking to people. After the ball I had shut everyone out and locked myself in the lil cottage I called home. I would sit next to the front door and just stare at the tattoo like disease that grew day by day. I was done.

I couldn’t talk to Ian otherwise who knows what that psycho bitch would do to Jake? I couldn’t talk to Jake because; well because he wasn’t with me. I needed him but he wasn’t there. I ignored all the calls and text messages from him and stayed quiet staring at my tattoo. Ian would stop by of course but I never answered the door. For almost months he’s been knocking on my door begging me to open up but I wouldn’t.

It hurt to not see him. I wanted to tell him everything but maybe it was because I just yearned for comfort. I only got up to feed my horse and take care of her in the stables, I felt bad for her so I took her out once every other day and I knew she could feel my pain.

Sometimes I would slip in and out of consciousness in the past and present hearing voices but I ignored them. Was I wallowing in my sorrows or was there something more holding me? I felt sick like I could barley move some days maybe it had something to do with the fact I had barley been eating.

I jumped when I heard the front door knock but didn’t move out of place.

“Lucy! I know you’re in there and you can hear me please open up.” It was Ian. His voice was strained and I knew not talking to him or seeing him was affecting him like it was to me.

“Lucy! It has been months! I need to see you; I need to hear your voice, to see you’re smiled. I’m so lost without you! I’ve tried to figure out what happened since the ball but this has escalated far enough! Open the fucking door or I’m breaking it down!” he had threatened that the first few times but I knew better.

“1...2...so help me Lucifer I will break down this door,” he said and suddenly I felt like I was slipping, falling into a dark abyss. I could hear crashing and something breaking but I was too gone to focus on it. I was drifting into a sea of black, no red. The water had been red and filled with blood. Who’s blood?

I waded in the water trying to find the answer but then something grabbed a hold of my wrist stopping me. I looked and saw it had been that tattoo growing on my arm dragging me down. There was no way around it, I couldn’t cut myself free. As I tried moving forward the weight dot heavier bringing me further into the sea of blood. I couldn’t breathe I was falling... falling…

I gasped with a start. It was a dream. I looked around and things were blurry I couldn’t see. I tried feeling around for something familiar but everything I touched felt foreign. I started breathing faster and gasping for air and when I did I felt a cool touch brought me back to reality. It was Ian.

“Ian what are you doing here? Where am I?” I asked confused but yet the only thing that seemed to make sense was him. His eyes calmed me down and I felt at ease.

“You’re in my room. My turn to ask questions. What’s been going on the past few months? Why did you stop talking to me? Do you have any idea how I felt? What is this on your arm,” he said holding up my arm. You could see the black veins under my skin as clear as a tattoo and it was up to my shoulder.

I contemplated on how much I should tell him or if I should tell him at all. But I needed to tell someone. Holding all of this in was causing me so much pain and torment.

“I’m sorry,” I broke down covering my eyes with my hands ashamed to be seen crying. I told him everything, the visions, the demon, her threat and what appeared to be this curse set upon me. I saw a lot of emotions cross his eyes; sadness, concern, blank, anger, and understanding. He held me tight and didn’t feel like he was ever going to let go.

“Let me tell you a story,” he started and drifted into a far yet close tale while I layed my head in the crook of his neck.

“Eons ago when there was no demons yet and all were angels. There was one angel among God higher than the rest in fact he was god’s favorite. He was made be in every way perfect and that he was. He was full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. He lived in Eden, the garden of God; every precious stone was his covering, carnelian, chrysolite, and moonstone, beryl, onyx, and jasper, sapphire, turquoise, and emerald; and worked in gold were his settings and his engravings. On the day that he was created the other angels were prepared. With an anointed cherub as guardian God placed him.

He was on the holy mountain of God; he walked among the stones of fire. He was blameless in his ways from the day that he was created. He was the pride and joy of the Lord but he wanted more. He declared that he would ascend to heaven; “I will raise my throne above the stars of God; I will sit on the mount of assembly on the heights of Zaphon; I will ascend to the tops of the clouds, I will make myself like the Most High” The oracle had told God of his plans and God was full of anger and disappointment.

The oracle had seen the day this would happen but couldn’t pinpoint the exact time. But God had seen it coming and the angles that had been corrupted to follow as pursuit.  They would pray before the corrupted angle and the day had come to punish his perfect creation.

“In the abundance of your trade you were filled with violence, and you sinned; so I cast you as a profane thing from the mountain of God, and the guardian cherub drove you out from among the stones of fire. Your heart was proud because of your beauty; you corrupted your wisdom for the sake of your splendor. I cast you to the ground; I exposed you before kings, to feast their eyes on you. By the multitude of your iniquities, in the unrighteousness of your trade, you profaned your sanctuaries. So I brought out fire from within you; it consumed you, and I turned you to ashes on the earth in the sight of all who saw you. All who know you among the peoples are appalled at you; you have come to a dreadful end and shall be no more forever"

God ripped out his wings and pushed him the ground but he had fallen much deeper then seen. He was in the heart of the earth. The reason why the core to the earth was so hot was because that’s where he swallowed and cursed to. He had done the same to his followers and they had become known as demons and the once perfect angel had become the king, “God”, to them. He was Satan, the Devil, but we know him as Lucifer. He has never once taken a foot out Hell and sends his demons to do his bidding.

All of this was written by oracle, the bible may have been told by King James and rewritten but the true story was written by her the oracle. She has no name, no face that one has seen but after that had happened. She had written after the day Lucifer was casted from heaven to hell she spoke of the Seven Sins, or Seven Devils. They were to the most powerful demons and bring an end to time itself. However there mates were to be the balance and the human race would live on as normal.

Back in the 1600 was the last time the balance had been tipped signifying that the last SIN had been chosen and the world always takes the toll for it. Now that all SINS are choose they have one millennium to find their mate and balance the world. Four have found a mate and the end of the millennium is coming soon whether the humans know it or not. Their time is way off and incorrect from ours it’s quite funny.

But what many don’t know was that oracle who had written all this down, had also written down the name of the SINS mates in a book. When God had found out he hid the book where no one knew and sentenced her to hell after cutting her tongue and eyes. Lucifer had seen her as a sense of beauty though and she had become her queen. Her voice or the sound she made was so beautiful humans that heard the sound was captivated going closer and closer until they were consumed by her. Her descendants were called Sirens.”  He stopped talking letting me take in all this information and it was a lot to handle.

“Do you know the Seven Sins? Like who are they?” I asked. Maybe this is what my dreams were about. I looked at Ian and he looked like he was in pain.

“We don’t really call them seven sins because people “sin” all the time so it gets kind of confusing.  We call them Seven Devils and yah I know who they are.” He said and it grew quiet. The look on his face was uncomfortable and I hated it. I layed my head back on his shoulder and yawned.

“I’m tired can we just save all the questions for tomorrow?” I asked and he kissed my forehead.

“Of course,” he said and lifted me up into his bed and started leaving.

“Where are you going?” I asked as he shut off the light.

“To sleep on the couch.” He replied opening the door.

“Don’t leave, please,” I cried out feeling empty without him near me. He didn’t ask why, he didn’t say no, he came towards me and got into bed. I curled to his side and held his hand in mine. I didn’t think of demons, angels, the war, the visions, or even Jake. I drifted to a quiet blissful sleep something I hadn’t in days however not forgetting the fact there was a dark poisonous curse in my veins crawling ever so slowly up my shoulder.  Closer to my heart and who knows what would happen then.

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SORRY FOR DISSAPEARING!!!!!!!! OMG I didn’t know if anyone would still be reading this and I lost motivation and just I’m sorry! TT^TT    So I hope you enjoyed that chapter a lot of info sorry it was boring the good stuff is coming up! And some things from the story can be found in Isaiah 14:12-14, NIV and Ezekiel 28:11-19, NIV. Thank you all for reading and still wanting to read! I’ll try to post again before school starts!!!!!!!

-Lexi  :D