This is my first fanfic! Im dedicating it to my Best Friend/ Twin Katie! Love you girl!

It's rated M for Language, Violence, Sexual content, suggestive themes and Adult Content.

Disclaimer: I do not own covenant characters blah blah blah

Lyrics: Lithium, by evanescence.

Absinthe and Liquid Dreams

Transparency dyed the sky, the mellow glow of the sunset melted into twilight's veil. Darkness loomed outside the entrance of The Red Room, the flourescent street lights humming above them in halos of pale light. Hidden beneath the shadows, unspeakable anguish raged silently in the depths of the Scions' soul, resounding off of their lithe figures like a noxious gas; a rare form of power found only amongst those who've fallen farthest from grace...

The Scions of Ipswich.

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Bella gnawed at the heavily laquered nail of one thumb; her lips, a startling splash of scarlet in contrast to her pallid skin. Despite the frigid air seeping from within the walls of the over-decorated warehouse, she flaunted a plaid crimson and black mini-skirt and a cut-off jean jacket that showed off her mid-driff; a black tube-top underneath.

"This is--" her nails chipped under the force of her white teeth," Fuck!" she spat out her broken fingernail and cracked her knuckles. How much longer did she have to wait? How long before she would be able to unleash the full extent of her wrath?

Hostility boiled in her auburn eyes;A natural color so rare, most girls stared in scorn before dismissing it as cheap contacts.

Bella tapped her tennis shoes against the pavement, resisting the urge to fish inside her pocket for a cigarette. The seemingly distant sound of calm breathing touched her ears, almost sending her into a tizzy.

"How the hell can you be so calm?" She glanced over her shoulder, glaring at the shadowed wall. The passing of a black, pearlescent hummer cast lights against the wall, revealing an ominous being.

Carmen stared at her sister through narrowed eyes, seeing the icy glint of her midnight eyes reflected in Bella's." Patience is a virtue" she remarked, " I suggest you use some."

Bella grimaced at her sister's quiet fury. Althought calm, animosity rolled off of her in waves. Suffice to say, it could chill even the thickest of skin.

"How long?" Bella's tone was polite enough, but Carmen could sense the underlying vexation.

To her surprise, Carmen smiled, her voice sultry and descanting, "Any moment now."

Bella twisted around, her gaze falling upon a pearlescent Hummer parking several odd feet away from the warehouse, towards the back of the lot. She gasped, " The sons of Ipswich."

The driver's side swung wide open and a young boy climbed out, fumbling with the keys in his left hand as he slammed the door.

Bella immediantly fell in love with him. Not in the literal sense, but an innocent crush like everyone developed when they laid eyes on the youth. Boy, girl, gay or straight, his beauty appealed to everyone and just as Bella was captivated, he could arouse pedophilistic desires in non-pedophilistic people.

"That must be Tyler." Bella whispered in strange wonderment, more to herself than to her sister." The Simms' family Heir."

Behind Tyler, the door swung open, almost knocking the youth off his feet. Bella's lips curved in a smile at the boy stepping out next. Whispy locks of short black hair, and crooked smile worn on his handsome face. Bella knew it to be Caleb,for, despite his comely appearance,power radiated from his aura. More menacing than most. It was clear to them that he'd already ascended but no, it was far more than that. Caleb possessed the power of another, a predecessor.

Someone must've willed him their share of power, Bella thought to herself, a delicious shiver took her as she rocked back and forth, so overcome with ecstasy that she did not notice Caleb's hand reach into the car to help a blonde-hair girl ease out of the monsterous car.

"Caleb, what is this place?" she asked, nervously looking around at the crowd gathering by the entryway. She almost tripped and fell into his arms.

"Just a new club that Reid wanted to check out, " he smiled sweetly, " Don't worry Sarah." his smiled comforted her, quelling the anxiety rising within her belly.

"I just wish Kate was here." Sarah sighed, closing the back door." She picked a pretty weird time to travel outta town."

"You and me both Sarah." said a husky voice behind her. Sarah closed her eyes, startled by Pogue's sudden appearance. The biker boy loomed behind Caleb and herself, his hands jutted in his pants pocket as he looked around feeling strangely out of place with the under-dressed emo-goths that clustered at the door. "What the hell was reid thinking?" he murmured, raking his hand through his dirty blonde hair.

Caleb shook his head, beginning to understand where Pogue and Sarah were coming from. He eyed one girl as she strutted past, her hair combed up in a blood-red mohawk as she accompanied two females dressed in torn denim jeans and My Chemical Romance t-shirts. This caused Tyler to stare down at his own, plain white T. Donned in his army green pea jacket and hoodie, he noted the awkward stares he was getting from other club-goers.

Tyler bit his lips, pulling close his jacket. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea."

"Too late now. We're already here." Caleb arms found Sarah's waist, holding her tightly, " We might as well enjoy ourselves."

Pogue opened his mouth to protest, then thought it was better not to. He'd curse Reid's ass out later. No need to take it out on Caleb. " Let's go." he tugged at his leather jacket, striding past his brothers and towards the Bouncer at the door. If they were lucky, the Bouncer would deem their clothes too lame for this type of club, leaving them free to chill at Nicky's like Pogue originally wanted.

Unfortunately, they weren't as lucky.

XXXXXX

The Red Room was everything except what the name suggested. A harsh clash of metal and strobe light, complimented by the cocophony of ethereal rock music and the soft glow of neon signs advertising different brands of beer. As soon as you stepped onto the scene of women scantily clad in fishnets and pleather; men sporting the lastest in goth-apparel with a bad-ass prestige--that Tyler believed would even give Pogue a run for his money-- the fermented scent of tobacco was already on your hair and clothes.

The air was frigid, Pogue's breath frosted about his mouth and he couldn't help but wonder why no one else seemed affected by this.

Pogue could hear the muffled blaring of Evanescence all the way outside. Needless to say, it soured his opinion of the club even more. "What the hell was Reid thinking." he muttered once again. When he heard Caleb and Tyler behind him, he said, " I spotted Reid toward the back. Stick close."

Pogue drifted into the crowd of moshing teenagers raging to a song The Sons recognized, for they had danced to it many at times at Nicky's. The Death and Resurrection Show by Killing Joke.

Tyler grinned, bobbing his head to the beat of the music as he trailed after Pogue, disapearing behind a group of spoiled rich-kids more outrageously out of place than Caleb's group seemed to be. He recognized the scowl on one boys face. Aaron Abbot.

"Let's go." he leaned in and whispered to Sarah, " Before he spots us." Last thing they needed was for a fight to break out at a club like this. Like a stack of dominoes, all it took was for one punch before the entire room erupted in violence. With Srah here, he wasn't willing to risk it.

She held fast to his hand as he guided her through the crowd. Weaving along, past and around the mesmeric dancing of the idle dancers. Jagged music blared into the air. Hues of red and black light pulsed on and off; their movements seemed fragmented in the light.

Caleb glimpsed Reid out of the corner of his eye. Reid was lounging in a velvet red booth. A pair of skimpy red-heads snuggled in his lap as he smoked on a cigarette. When Tyler and Pogue pulled up some chairs, Reid clumsily pushed the two of them out the booth. They glared at him in disgust before he told them to " Fuck off."

Reid exhaled, watching the smoke mingle with icy breath as he sucked off a drag on his cigarette. The ashtray centered on the mahogony table overflowed with cigarette butts, some still lit and smoke steadily rising off of them in a helix. The girls rolled their eyes and stomped off in a hissy fit. Reid rolled his eyes and waved at his brothers as they sat down.

"What's up?" said the blonde-haired boy as he gritted his cigarette against the ashtray. Caleb and Sarah came into view.

"Dude..." Pogue glances around to make sure there weren't any unwanted listeners. He leaned in, hugging his jacket tighter to his sculpted chest," What the hell? We should've went to Nicky's!"

Caleb pulled out a chair and took as seat as Sarah slid into the booth next to Tyler. It felt strange being the only female here. Now she knew how Kate must've felt before Sarah transferred to Spenser Academy.

Reid ignored Pogue and his concerns, which were only worsened when the biker saw a couple of girls sniffing white powder off the table three booths down from them. When Caleb saw what Pogue was staring at, he almost had an annuerism, " Reid, what are you thinking?"

Reid rummaged around in his hoodie pocket for a pack of Newports, " I was thinking we'd try a new change of scenery."

At that moment, a waitressed garbed in a french maid's costume traipsed by on stiletto's. Reid called her attention when he realized her was out of Newports, " Bring us a couple of shots please."

She nodded at him and skipped off "The Green." he yelled behind her. " She's my favorite." he lowered his voice to a casual tone," Her name's Elaina."

Reid elbowed Tyler, who had focused his attention on the duo of red heads Reid had tossed out the booth earlier. They danced slowly against one another, grinding and swaying to the feral intensity of HIM as the pounding beat fading into My Chemical Romance.

Tyler seemed entranced, " Huh?" he gaped at the girls.

Pogue looked down, hiding a grin and Caleb, embarassed at Tyler's oogling, turned to gaze at Sarah, " You ok?" he crooned, caressing her hand.

"I'm fine. Just a bit cold." she shivered.

In on fluid movement, Caleb shed his jacket and draped it over his girlfriend's shoulders.

Bella watched them from the rafters. Girls make-uped as french porcelain dolls scurried to and fro and Bella eyed them, slightly agitated. " This is why female are not taken seriously." she complained, leaning against the railing as her eyes settled on the rebellious blonde sitting on the other side of Tyler. His aura, although not as vast as Caleb's, was severely more potent.

Bella gnawed at her lips, feeling her skin break out in a balmy rush. She could almost taste his prowess from where she stood, observing him with predatory eyes. Tyler, as adorable as he was, paled in comparison with this young buck.

Visions of sweaty skin sliding against one another, between delicate, satin sheets in intense moments of grasping and gasping. The beating of her heart accerlerated before she broke concentration.

"Carmen." she snarled, turning to meet her sister's alluring gaze, " Stop DOING that. Save it for the Sons."

Carmen chuckled, folding her arms atop the wrought-iron rail and resting her cheek there. " There's only one I want."

Bella stared in the direction of her sister, and suddenly, she understood, " Ah...you want the stallion." she growled in an attempt to sound sexy. Carmen laughed and hit her sister playfully on the shoulder, " I think he's taken."

"Well then." Carmen mused, " We will just have to change his mind."

XXXXXX

Elaina set her tray on the table, holding five shots of none other than Absinthe. Reid glowered at the shots and waved her away. Clasped in his hand was a lighter that resembled the one Pyro was sporting on X-men.

"Is that...what I think it is?" Tyler said in reverence.

Reid nodded and Tyler threw up his hands in praise, " Oh shit yeah!" he reached for a shot and downed it without hesitation. His lips scrunched up as he savored the burning taste. Caleb and Sarah, knowing the effects of Absinthe and knowing why it was supposed to be illegal in the United States.

Beads of sweat broke out across Tyler's forhead, his eye widened and he watched his hands as he began to quiver. Pogue squeezed his shoulder as Tyler shook violently, " You ok man?"

"Dude..." he laughed, " Everythings green!"

Pogue glared at Reid. Reid glared back," You wanna try?"

"No" Pogue said bluntly.

"Chickenshit." he hided those words behind a feeble cough. Pogue narrowed his eyes and Reid met his gaze once more, " If you're not scared, than prove it."

Pogue glanced at Caleb, who looked bemused." Don't look at the golden boy." Reid chided, " c'mon man."

Reid urged his brother on. Taking his lighter, he lit the rim of the glasses. Pogue closed his fingertips around a shot glass, blowing out the flame. Reid held up his glass and clinked his against Pogue's, " Bottoms up!"

They drank the venomous liquor without question, then gulped down Sarah and Caleb's shot just as readily. The music began anew, Pogue could feel his body vibrating with every surge of his blood. Evanescence flowed from the deafening speakers. The light became feeble and fragmented like once before, bluring all he saw before him. All save for a pair of Ice blue eyes.

Lithium...

The crowd parted like a sea, like tides breaking. All hazy, save for her.

Her movements flowed, graceful and liquid, her fingers slowly curling in his direction, beckoning. "Adesdum..." she sighed out in an ethereal whisper.

Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Oh, but God, I want to let it go.

Pogue did not know when exactly he had left his seat, nor did he take notice the trek from the table to where she danced. All he noticed, all he knew, was her. All thought faded from his mind as he basked at the wondrous play of light in her midnight blue eyes--Lust, Passion, Sacrifice and sweet, sweet Ecstasy.

Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone.
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.
Never wanted it to be so cold.
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.

I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me

Closing the distance between them, he fitted himself perfectly against her as she swayed her hips, rolling and dipping. Grinning a vampiric grin as Pogue reached up to desperately twine his fingers into waves of jet black hair, her beige complexion holding a softness about it, accenting the darkness of her features.

Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.

Pogue felt the heat rising, his smile to her was like dawn breaking. As he moved against, their bodies slowed, reaching it's zenith." My stallion..." she leaned up and whispered into his ear, " Show me..." she moaned, " Show me...YOUR POWER!" she blurted out in sudden strength, snatching the edges of his jacket and pushing him back.

Don't want to let it lay me down this time.
Drown my will to fly.
Here in the darkness I know myself.
Can't break free until I let it go.
Let me go

Pogue felt a weave a soft sheets beneath his palms, and his chest was instantly bare. A curtain of darkness lifted from his chest, falling over pale shoulders, feminine hands clawing at his shoulders as she settled her weight onto his member.

Darling, I forgive you after all.
Anything is better than to be alone.
And in the end I guess I had to fall.
Always find my place among the ashes.

"Pogue..." even exasperated, her voice was gentle and full of laughter, like music. The urge to release himself felt stronger than ever.

"You..." he breathed as she traced along his supple lip," You're..." he groaned as she started working herself against him, constantly bringing him to the brink of ecstasy and then relenting.

I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.

She placed a finger on his lips, " Shhh..." she soothed, planting soft kisses on his neck and face, then coming up to meet his gaze. Soon, Pogue found himself holding her by her waist, bringing her harder, with more force. None of this seemed wrong; It felt as if he'd known her forever, been with her always and shared in her warmth.

His face glowed with release and she settled against his waist. An innocent expression on her face, he held her face in his hands, kissing her with unexpected passion. " I miss you always." she cooed, caressing his gorgeous face." Be at ease..." she waved her hand over his face, feeling a state of langor pass over him. Reluctantly, he succumbed to it.

Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, ...stay in love with my sorrow.
I'm gonna let it go

Pogue awoke several hours later, his body in agonizing pain, his flesh unbearably on fire. Memories of last nite failed him. Muddled and exhausted, the biker turned on his side, feeling damp sheet beneath him. His clothes had been thrown carelessly across his bedroom floor. What he thought was a dream...could it have possibly been real?

A loud ringing pulsed inside his throbbing head. Feeling around he found his cell phone and pressed the accept call button.

"Ugh...hello?" he slurred, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"What's up man...are you ok?" the voice was easy-going, yet full of concern.

"I'm fine Caleb, man, What's up?"

"You just wake up?"

"Yeah..."

Caleb chuckled, a hint of uncertainty in his voice, " Dude, it's 3:00 in the afternoon. Even for Ipswich playboys, that's pushing it."

Pogue eyes widened, and he reached out and snatched his alarm clock, " Aw...fuck man. I was supposed to pick up Kate from the air-port! man..."

"Don't worry." he could tell Caleb was grinning on the other end, " Tyler went and got her this morning. We explained to her what happen last nite."

That's right! The club. Damn, " I'm sorry for ditching you guys like that."

Bewilderment spread in Caleb's voice, " Dude...what..are you talking about? You were wasted last nite. You had got up and passed out right there on the floor. Me and Tyler had to bring you home."

Scratching his head, he wondered exactly what went on last nite. There was no way his boys would undress him, not like that! Yet, if he passed out, then where did that girl come from?

"Carmen..." he thought the name before he spoke it. Caleb silenced and Pogue suddenly wished he didn't speak.

"Whose Carmen?"

"Some girl at the club...she was dancing..." he groaned, " C'mon man, you're telling me you didn't see her?"

Caleb seemed bemused, meditating on what he was going to say next. After all, his best friend was a mean drunk, " Listen dude...After you took those shot straight to the head, you stood up and passed out right there on the floor. Tyler, Reid and I had to carry you back to the car. There was no girl. You probably...just had dream, that's all."

Pogue looked around his room. It was more than a dream, " But I've been drunk before...that doesn't explain--"

"Dude, you down ABSINTHE! There's a reason why it's illegal in the United States man."

Pogue seemed to buy that explanation, though, not completely. Something was still amiss." I guess so man...where is Kate right now?"

"She's with Sarah down at the Mall. There's a party at the Dells tonight, remember? We're all going."

Fuck. That's right. " Are you up to it?" Caleb asked him.

"Yeah man, I'll be fine." Once he saw Kate, he could forget all of this." I'll see you later."

" Alright man. I'll have Tyler swing by and pick you up." --Click--

Pogue set his phone on his night stand and lifted his quilt. The sheets were soaked and he knew with what. Not only did he have to do laundry, but now he had to worry about the wrath of his vengeful girlfriend when shs sees him. She was against Pogue drinking and this would send her over the deep end.

Pogue pushed back the covers, swinging his legs out of bed. Naked, he walked across the room and into his bathroom to run him a cold, cold shower.

Somewhere, in a manor located in the outskirts of Boston, Two girls laughed. Carefully anticipating tonight's party at the Dells where they would make their entrance...

As The Daughters of Salem.

This is prologue! this was inspired by a story I wrote for my friend! I hope you enjoy it! please R&R

Adesdum: Latin for "Come Hither"