Disclaimer: I do not own any of Hunger, all rights to Michael Grant. I own Lilith and Jake, my OCs.


A demon is a human soul. It was once pure, but through a life of hatred, the soul becomes stained, blacked, and horribly foul. When the human dies the soul descends into Hell, a place where Satan's very first demons luck, ready to torture the souls they receive beyond belief, ready to make the souls that were once human, one of them.

A demons purpose is to gain power and destroy human lives, and even tempt some over to the gates of Hell. The possess human in the form of a black cloud, entering though the mouth then taking over the host's body.

A demon can't take over the human body for the rest of the human life, as long as it is not exercised. And the only way to tell if a human is possessed is if the demon shows it true eyes to you.

Eyes completely onyx, eyes like the pits of Hell.


Lilith's POV

"Lil wake up!" Jake burst into my room, his wet hair all over the place, his eyes wild.

"What the hell Jake, you look like you just escaped from an asylum." I groaned as I peeked out from underneath my mound of pillows.

"Because we are late! Sam is already here to get you, get dressed!" he yelled and field the room.

I groaned in protest as I got up from bed, I scampered to my closet and slipped on my black skinny jeans and a navy muscle shirt with the Uchiha clan symbol on the back, I shoved my feet into my knee-high boots then yanked a brush through my black hair. After my hair was no longer a tumble weed, I threw it into a sleek pony-tail and ran out the door.

"Hey Sam!" I greeted my friend happily, "So sorry I'm late, Jake didn't wake me up." I said as I hopped in the jeep, which a cute Mexican by the name of Edilio Escobar, and sat in the back seat with a random kid singing along to his iPod, and Albert Hillsborough.

"Not a problem, Lillith." Sam smiled lightly.

The kid I was seated to smiled at me, he pulled an ear bud from his ear and greeted me happily, "Hey, I'm E.Z.; I don't think I've ever seen you around before."

"You probably haven't because I came down from Coates, I wasn't here every long." I say indifferently.

"Oh," E.Z. dragged out then shook his head, "Must have sucked those guys are crazy. And that guy Drake? He was so wicked crazy! Did you see that thing he had on his arm on the day of the battle? Crazy." E.Z. shook his head and smiled, then put his ear bud back in his ear and continued to sing along to some song I didn't recognize.

"So what are we going look at in this field anyway?" I ask as I gazed out the fields, my eyes landing on a tipped over tractor.

"Cabbage." Albert replied.

"Cabbage?" Same questioned.

"That's what Edilio said. He's the one that found it yesterday." Albert said as he motioned to Edilio with his jaw/

"It makes you fart," Edilio said with a wink, "But we can't be too choosy."

"Hmm," I grumbled, "Watch me."

Edilio turned toward me with a smile tugging at his lips, besides Quinn, Edilio was the only other person besides my brother to open me back with open arms. "Sabía que ibas a ver la luz, mi amigo.1" He had said, "Yo te creí.2"

"Really now, pequeña flor*?" Edilio asked as he raised a brow.

"Yes, I don't like that stuff," I made a sour face, "I rather fruit, that's why I'm goring a garden with the seeds from the garden department. Quinn's supposed to go out today and hand out seeds for people to plant, and I'll go by later and help them grow."

"Good idea, pequeña flor3." Edilio smiled as he eyed the bumpy road carefully.

"Aw come on Lilith, it wouldn't be so if we had coleslaw." Sam said.

"In truth, I could happily eat a cabbage right now."

"You know what I had for breakfast?" Edilio asked. "A can of succotash."

"What the hell is that?" I asked, befuddled.

"Lima beans and corn. Mixed together." Edilio braked at the edge of the field. "Not exactly fried eggs and sausage."

"I would say not," I mumbled.

"Is that the official Honduran breakfast?" Sam asked.

Edilio snorted. "Man, the official Hondorian breakfast when you're poor is a corn tortilla, some left over beans, and on a good day a banana. On a bad day it's just the tortilla."

Edilio killed the engine and set the emergency brake. "This isn't my first time being hungry."

"There's my tipo duro4," I giggled as I jumped from the jeep.

"E.Z., you coming are you going to continue your concert?" I said as I waved at the younger boy.

"Oh, yeah!" he said as he too jumped from the jeep and followed behind me.

"Hey, that looks like lettuce." E.Z. said as he began to wrap his ear bud around his iPod.

"If only," Sam sighed. "SO far we have avocados, that's fine, and cantaloupes, which is excellent news. But we are finding way too much broccoli and artichokes. Lots of artichokes. Now cabbage."

"How does that sound pequeña flor?" Edilio asked with a smile.

I shrugged, "I like cantaloupe."

Edilio let out a laugh and slung his arm around me, "Of course you do, but we may get oranges back eventually. I know you like those." He smiled as he tapped under my chin with two fingers.

"The trees looked ok. It was just the fruit was ripe and didn't get picked, so it rotted."

Astrid says things are ripening at weird times," Sam said. Not normal."

"As Quinn likes to say, 'we're a long way from normal,'" I said.

"Who's going to pick all these?" Sam asked.

I stopped moving for a moment and put my finger to my lips. Who indeed. No adult wanted to pick crops the old fashioned way, much less a child, or in our case, a bunch. Breeze and I could probably make quick work of it, but I don't exactly think babying them in such a harsh reality is a good idea.

I looked towards Albert who had started to say something, then stopped himself when E.Z. said, "Hey, I'll go grab one of these cabbages right now. I'm starving." He unwound his ear buds and stuck them back in his ears.

The cabbages were a foot or so apart within their rows, and each row was two feet from the next. The soil between was crumpled and dry. The cabbages looked more like thick-leafed house plants than something you might actually eat. It didn't look that much different than anything else I'd seen on the way to the fields.

But there was something odd about the place, the earth felt weird here. I stooped down and pressed my palm to the earth. The Earth was alive like it always was; I could feel the roots of the plants, the growth and the nutrients in the soil, but there was something in there that did not feel right. I bit my lip as I thought about what could be wrong.

I cocked my head to the side, the area was quiet, there we no bugs making noise, the birds flying overhead. It was too quiet. But why?

"I don't even want to think about how many farts this all translates to," E.Z. yelled over his shoulder as he marched purposefully into the field.

I eyed the field warily, not to keen on not knowing what was not right about the area I watched as E.Z marched into the fields, "This looks like the cabbage for me."

"How can you tell?" Edilio asked.

E.Z. pulled out his ear bud, Edilio was forced to repeat his question.

"I'm tired of walking. This must be the right cabbage. How do I pick this thing?"

Edilio shrugged, "Man, I think you need a knife."

I walked over to Edilio, my eyes never leaving the field; maybe I was just being paranoid.

"Nah," E.Z. replaced the ear bud, bent over, and yanked at the plant. He got a hand full of leaves for his effort.

"You see what I'm saying," Edilio commented.

"Where are the birds?" Sam asked.

"I don't know, but listen, there are no bugs around either." I said suspiciously.

"What birds?" Edilio asked. Then he nodded, "I see what you're saying. There are gulls all over the other fields."

"They must not like cabbage." Albert reasoned. He sighed before saying, "I don't honestly know anyone who does."

E.Z. squatted down before the cabbage, rubbed his hands in preparation, worked them down beneath the leaves, down to cradle the cabbage. Then he felt back down on his rear end. "OW!" he yelled.

"Not so easy is it?" Edilio teased.

"Ah! Ah!" E.Z. jumped to his feet. He was holding his right hand with his left and starring hard at his hand. "No, no, no."

My eyes shot up towards the kid in the field.

Sam's eyes located the screaming E.Z. as well, concern crossed over his features and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Something bit me!" E.Z. cried. "Oh, oh, it hurts. It hurts. It-"E.Z. let loose a scream of agony. The scream startled low and went higher, higher into hysteria.

I zoomed in on E.Z. with my vision I could see something worm like crawling up E.Z.'s pant leg.

"Snake!" Sam said to Edilio.

E.Z.'s arm went into a spasm, it shook violently, as if some individual giant had hold of it and were yanking his arm as and as fast as it could.

E.Z. screamed and did a crazy dance, he screeched, "Their in my feet, their in my feet!"

"E.Z.!" I screamed as I darted forward, only to have Edilio wrap a strong, restraining arm around my waist.

"Lilith look at the ground! The soil! It's moving it's alive!" he whispered huskily in my ear.

My eyes landed on the soil in which the cabbages resided, and I soon found that Edilio was right; the ground was alive with the same things that I had seen on E.Z.'s pant leg.

"Sam no! Lilith grab him!" Edilio shouted as Sam darted forward like I had done moments before, about to step out into the infested field. I threw out my hand; a huge burst of wind came forward, sending Sam rolling across the ground. Edilio left my side in a second, he pinned Sam to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Sam demanded, as he struggled as he tried to free himself.

"Man, look. Look!" Edilio whispered. Sam's face was mere feet from the field's start, his eyes widened as he came to the realization Edilio and I had. The worm, worms as big as garter snakes were seething up from beneath the dirt. Dozen's on the surface, but I could feel many more vibrating underneath the ground, that was the feeling I couldn't place, for the worms were still before, but now we had awakened them. The worms headed toward E.Z., every last one of them that could be seen, all the while E.Z. screamed with agony.

Edilio let Sam go; I jogged up to them and stood beside Edilio, who threw an arm around my waist, pulling my head into his shoulder. I watched through wide, neon blue eyes as E.Z. came staggering wildly towards Sam, who now stood just before the first row of cabbages, walking as if he were being electrocuted, his body spazzing awkwardly, flailing like a fish out of water.

A few feet away from us, we watched in horror as a worm burst from E.Z.'s throat, then another from is jaw, just below his left ear.

"Holy fucking…" my voice drifted off in sheer disbelief.

E.Z. collapsed to the ground, he was close enough that I could snatch him with my speed and drag him over to us, but Edilio had me nailed in place.

"X-Ray vision," I murmured.

Instantly, the world became black and white, the bones on my friends and acquaintances became visible and I looked at E.Z., and wrinkled up my face in disgust.

Within E.Z.'s body I counted seven of the worms, seven mutant creatures eating him from the inside out, I watched as his body collapsed, his legs folding awkwardly together, and E.Z. didn't move.

"Sam," he boy grunted desperately, "Help me…"

The boy's eyes were on Sam, pleading with Sam to do the impossible, pleading with Sam to save him from this madness. I shook my head, knowing what to do, knowing the boys fate.

I could hear the crunching of the worms, head them moving writhing the lifeless boy, hear them feasting upon the body's flesh like they were kings. I snared viscously.

"My God..." Sam muttered as he watched E.Z.'s body, my eyes turned to see the lifeless corpse just in time to watch a worm slither from his mouth.

Sam raised his hands, palms out, I mimicked him, ready to fire, to keep the worms from having their victory, but Albert interrupted. "Sam! Lilith, no!" he yelled. "He's already dead. He's already dead."

"Albert's right, guys. Don't do it, don't burn them they're staying in the field, don't give them a reason to come after us," Edilio hissed. I watched as Edilio reached out a hand to grip Sam shoulders, the tips of his fingers.

"Hey won't come after us if I set them all ablaze," I snarled, flames making their way up my arms.

"Then we'd destroy the crop." Albert said.

"Well how the fuck do you expect us to get the crop when their arm man-eating worms in the field? Call me crazy, but that's not a job I'd sign up for. Everything's already trying to fucking kill," I hissed.

I hear an intake of breath, I figured Edilio was going to fuss at me, but when I turned toward him I saw tears rolling down his tanned face.

"And do not touch him," He sobbed, "Perdoneme, forgive me, don't touch him."

I edged away from the others slightly, my eyes locked in their X- Ray vision, my palm on the ground as I looked out at the fields. There are so many, I though sourly as I felt their lively pulsing beneath the earth, and watched the ones on the surface of the ground slither towards the human body being devoured.

I switched my eyes back to normal, which had now become raptor vision, and walked back to the three boys who were watching E.Z.'s lifeless body being devoured. After what seemed like an eternity, the demonic beings slithered back into the ground from wench they came, leaving a human carcass behind.

"There all over this field," I stated. "But not the others. The others are completely clean, from what I can see on the surface, anyway.

However, only Albert noted what I said, Sam and Edilio were gazing at the body of E.Z., "I'll come back with a shovel," Edilio rasped. "We can't take E.Z. home man; he's got two little brothers. They don't need to be seeing this. We'll burry him here."

"If these things spread..." Edilio started.

"We'll all starve," I finished.

I growled softly, my hands balling into fists, I'd seen some crazy shit since the start of this whole mess we call the FAYZ, but not even the decaying hands of the kids Caine and Drake cemented was this bad. I don't think anything could be as worse as those damn worms, feasting on a child in front of me.

"I don't think we'll need a shovel," I uttered. Sam look towards me, his eyes gilt ridden, but he nodded in understanding.

We raised our palms in unison, then Sam's brilliant beams of light shot from his hands, and black fire from mine, slowly the remnants of E.Z. were gone and Sam looked beaten down, just like after the battle before thanksgiving.

"There was nothing you could have done, Sam." Edilio said, noticing the same look in his friends' eyes I had. "It's the FAYZ, man. It's just the FAYZ."


Spanish translations:

I knew you would see the light, my friend.

I believed you.

Little flower

Tough guy