I tried to pretend I wasn't hearing the screams of Haqim and Set. I was hardly the only one who was doing that.
"Rise, Ennoia."
So, it seems like my sister will suffer next. I wonder if the Dark Father would show any mercy to his own daughter, bastard or not? Would he show any mercy to Mekhet, Dracian and I, his own bastard sons and grandchilder?
She rose, and like Set, she was filled head to toe with terror. But... This fear was different.
She fears for the fate of another. She cares about someone else. Not her life.
She has something to lose, more than her unlife.
Now I understood why she surrendered. The brave and wild woman we knew would have never surrendered, and would have died with the brave Cainites that dared to attack the Dark Father, knowing full well that they would die, without fear.
"Before you punish me, father, know this: I regret nothing. I awaited the moment of foul murder, ever since I was embraced by Irad. I didn't want this fate, to be the slave of hunger. I doubt most of us did. I was a priestess of Gaia, a warrior with a family. I had a lover, and from him, nine children. I and my people lived in peace, respecting and being one with nature, living by the codes of the Great Angel Gaia of House Rabisu and the Lord. Then your people and your armies came, and tore us apart. My sons and my mate were slayed and impaled on the stake, and I and my daughters were raped by Irad. After that, I was turned into a vampire, and then, Irad ordered me to turn my beautiful daughters to Vampires like me. Then, he ordered me to kill them all with my own hands. Thus, all that I once held dear were broken, corrupted and destroyed. I did not attack them to fulfill my mother's plans to torment you. I attacked them, not only for vengeance, but because I had enough of being chained to whims of someone else."
"I accept my death, but I don't accept your punishment, for I believe they deserved it, just like you deserve the curses granted to you." She sighed. "I no longer have something to live for either, save two things." She knelt before his Father, and said:
"First, even though they are cursed beings, and weren't born from this womb, my childer are still important to me, as you were important to Lady Eve. Punish me all you want, but don't harm them, for it was I who struck, not them."
"Second, do not harm the beasts that I and my childer saved and ghouled through the millenia. They are the last of their kind, and deserve protection."
Then she rose up.
"That is all I desire. And if you don't make my wishes come true..."
She looked at the Dark Father straight in the eye.
"Then go fuck yourself with a stake."
We gasped.
What the hell is wrong with this woman!
The Dark Father chuckled, and suddenly had a realization, it seemed.
"I think I understand why the Fera exist now. They are Gaia's response for the atrocities Irad commi- No, the atrocities we committed, it seems."
"Yes." Ennoia answered. "The atrocities caused by monsters like us."
The Dark Father took a deep breath.
"I am truly sorry for all the wrongs Irad committed on you, Ennoia. I know how you feel, for Zillah, to my regret, knew the same pain because of me, an action to this day I still regret. However, the two who were judged before you will carry the effects of their judgement to their descendants, and, so must all of you. So, I decline your first wish. However, I accept your second wish."
Ennoia scowled, and spat at Dark Father's feet.
The Dark Father smiled. It wasn't a triumphant one. It was a smile, full of sadness.
"I curse you, Ennoia! I curse you to become closer to the beast inside of us all, and eventually to become that beast! May this curse be known as the Mark of Ennoia!"
Ennoia started screaming, as she entered a frenzy. Yet, she wasn't moving. No, she couldn't. She couldn't attack anyone. She saw all this prey to hunt, yet the predator couldn't even move a muscle.
I shivered, thinking about my punishment.
What horror will I be subjected into?
And it's a wrap.
Irad had many vices... Many, many vices that was often overlooked by his kin in this fiction. His broodmates weren't much different either.
Poor Ennoia. Yes, she is a bastard child of Lilith and Caine. In this fiction, before Caine got cursed with undeath via Lilith's Ritual of Awakening, he fornicated with Lilith. Lilith bore him three sons and one daughter, Mekhet A.K.A. Tzimisce Antediluvian, Absimilard A.K.A. Nosferatu Antediluvian, Dracian A.K.A. Ravnos Antediluvian and Ennoia A.K.A. Gangrel Antediluvian. Mekhet was Embraced by Enoch, Absimilard was Embraced by Zillah, and Dracian & Ennoia were Embraced by Irad. Mekhet represents Caine's ambition, Absimilard represents his pride, Dracian represents his vices and Ennoia represents his defiance.
I plan to make the next one about Dracian, but I am struck with the writer's block.
