The Games of Babalon by Ni'ellis Rocksz (good beach reads txt) 📖

by what was inside, it felt delightful taking her heart, making her scream and wail in agony, seeing the blood poor from her lips one final time before I her corspe to rest. After they found her body in the garden I killled her in, they began to search for her murderer. Before I left, I saw him. His ruby red eyes bore into me as I stared, not even in the double digits, unphased by the one who wished to annihilate me.

"I will see you again..." He stated in an acrimonious tone. After that I went out in the shadows. Awaiting the day he finds me.

"Samournai?" Elliot's soft voice reeled me out of my trance.

"Oh, sorry. Were you saying something?

"Uh, yea. I was asking you did you know any place where we could rest for the rest of the night.

"There's a tree not too far from the river. We could stay there until morning."

"Great. Lead the way Nai."

"Oh ,you gave me a nickname so soon?"

"It's not that hard, it's like my specialty."

"Hm, then I'll give you one."

"What?"

"El."

"Simple but ok."

With that we set off to the Tree of Hidden Dreams.

Latent

As soon as we got there, he dropped to the ground, sprawling out over the tree's roots. 

"Hey where am I going to sleep?" I asked towering over the half-sleep shifter.

"Anywhere you want. I'm sleeping right where I am."

I growled lowly, making sure I stepped on his stomach as I climbed onto the nearest branch.

"Ouch!!! What the hell you do that for??" He asked briskly.

"What do you mean? I'm just risking my life for 8 hours of sleep on top of a loose branch." I said with same animosity.

"All you had to do was ask me to move over Nai, not step on me." He moved over giving me a spot on his right side.

"Fine," I said wriggling down from the branch. "But don't think of this as some daily procedure, because you aren't going to be here that long are you?"

He didn't answer, instead he snored loudly and turned over. I quietly slipped next to him, pressing my back aganist his to supress some warmth. Within a second I was engulfed inside his clement arms, his warm breath dancing aganist my neck. I growled lowly, not necessarily fine with this show of likening.

"Hush, it's about time you warmed up to someone Samournai." He whispered into my ear.

"Huh?" I asked slightly perplexed.

"You'll know I mean later." He said touching my neck daintly.

Slowly, my eyelids became heavy, though I fought to keep them open,they shut down. I realized Elliot gave me sleeping venom. I dreamed, a very haunting dream. But it wasn't pictures I saw, it was words. A sweet alluring voice chanted this to me:

{Banish my soul…

And scatter it upon the barren winds.

Take who I am and burn it into something repulsive and disparate.

For the single-minded flesh I have taken possession to, is no longer in use to me.

Shunned…from the society that pollutes the minds of those that are unwilling.

Banned...From any reconciliation within the imprudent world we humans call home…

Removed…

From the family that I thought still loved me.

I am not spiteful.

Although the thought of vengeance has infatuated the last bit of sanity I had left.

I am not deceitful ….

For I have spoken the truth

And have kept my former identity.

I am not insubstantial .

For the shunning I that I have tolerated.

Has proved my very existence.

I do not dwell in wickedness.

Nor do I wail in agony and yearn for blood shed.

When the taste of pure annihilation dance across my desiccated tongue.

Can I forgive?

No, it is hard to forgive those that have ruined me.

Hatred is the only thing that fuels my ever-burning fire.

So please...fulfill my wish.

And banish me to the unknown lands.

For my soul is in submission.

And the war is already won.}

 

  I woke up the next morning, drenched in sweat and out of breath. His arms still kept me entangled inside him. I slowly made my way out from him, panting as I recalled a line from the hauting poem. Hatred is the only thing that fuels my ever-burning fire. I sat aganist the trunk, looking beyond what my eyes could see, wondering why that particular line stuck to me. It was when his soft warm hands embraced mine,that was taking me out of the trance.

"What happened Nai?" He asked sitting upright next to me.

"I hear this dark poem recited in my head, one line in particular sends chills down my spine."  I wanted to say to him aloud, but truth of the matter is, I can't trust no one.

Instead, I say this: "I'm fine. How did you sleep?" Though I could honestly care less.

"It was great, though I can sense the carelessness in the question you just asked me." He said grinning.

I couldn't help but smirk, he could read people but it didn't define what or who he really was. I got up, stretching my tired body, deliberating about what my taste buds might want to feast on.

"Nai, there's a club called the Pixie's Lair. We could go there and eat." He said sliding next to me.

"What types downworlders go there?"

"All types," He said cheerfully. "But we have to wait until midnight, that's when the club opens."

I sighed loudly making my way towards the deepest part of the forest to lose time.

 

Midnight Supper

  Glitter like dust exuded from the two story brick building. I made sure I wore my most seductive outfit, so that I could lure my prey in more quickly. I had my white hair in a messy bun with ringlets spiraling down on the side. Red lipstick enhanced my lips to a full extent, with gold eye shadow complimenting my black lace dress. I was arousing, my eight inch heels complimented my full curves. My full breasts peeked over the tight bustier,  I told Elliot to meet me at the club, I didn't need him to stray from our main mission.

The ground pulsated under my feet as I made my way to the light filled building. He stood there waiting for me talking to what looked like a siren. When I finally approached him, I could tell he was slightly excited by the way the middle of his pants rose up.

"H-Hey Samournai. You ready to go in?" He stammered nervously.

"Of course I am." I said intertwining our arms. "Have fun." I shot snidely to the siren that was left outside.

It was a wave a bass filling the atomosphere when we got in. Bodies were grinding againist each other in the packed enviroment. The smell of lust and sweat filled the air as we made our way down to the main platforms. A pixie with short pink hair and silver eyes stamped our hands with the symbol P.L  and pranced away once she finished stamping Elliot, shooting him an enticed glance as she went.

"You could go pursue her if you want to." I said loosening my grip.

"I'm fine, I'm looking for the one that'll keep me fufilled for days and not hours." He replied tightening the loop.

"You're going to have to let go sometime. Transform into that charming, devilish being I know you could become." I said unraveling our arms. "Come meet me here in about 3 hours."

"Fine." He released my arm storming into the crowd, moving farther and farther away from me.

This was my chance to get what I wanted without much of a hassle. Eyes fell on me as I made my way to the bar, a couple of lustful glances didn't fail to capture my attention. A green haired, golden eyed bartender greeted me as I sat down on one of the stools.

"Hello," I purred, tilting over the counter. "May I have the Bay Breeze."

"Sure sweetheart." As he made my drink, I could feel someone slipping onto one of the available stools next to me.

"Hello." A deep, thunderous voice breathed into my ear.

I turned to face the potential suitor, meeting his profound gray eyes.

"Hello to you." I said grabbing hold of my drink and taking a small sip. "You must have a cargo amount of confidence."

"How do you figure that Ms.-"

"Samournai, and drop the Ms. I'm only 18."

"Oh really." He said showing his amusement. "How do figure I have such an abundance of confidence.

"Well for one thing, you have the balls to put yourself next to me and try to start a conversation." I replied my voice full of debasement.

"Well of course. Who wouldn't."

"Someone who has some intelligence." I said rudely.

 "Touche, what makes you think that." He suggested sinisterly, his gray eyes staring into my teal ones.

For a moment, I didn't answer his question, instead, I marveled at his attractiveness. His jet black hair that fell perfectly at his shoulders. His eyes were enchanting, the gray was light and dark at the same time. Something about him screamed familiar. His tall slim, yet firm stature was intriguing.

"You see something you finally like?" He asked, obviously amused at my staring of him.

"Suprisingly, yes. The only reason I won't have you now is because I have a hunger for female blood. Now excuse me, I must find the one that'll quench my thirst."

"Well before you leave, my name is Hades, just in case you wanted to know."

"Thank you, but I would've found out eventually." I said disappearing into the crowd.

 

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Text: Ni'ellis Dorren
Editing: Ni'ellis Dorren
Translation: Me Foo!
Publication Date: 04-27-2013

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