Blue Bear—I did my best to understand that comment. Lilith and Cain are not incarnations, although, Lilith does look like Girlycard a bit, but has Lolita curls. - I was too lazy to come up with anything else. ^-^;;; This story is about revenge and a bit more than that, as you'll come to find out.
And yes, Lilith will suffer in the end. You'll see.
Cain's attack marked the return of somewhat normalcy in the vampires' home. Or, as normal as it could get.
Cain had settled himself in a plush chair—that his mother had insisted on buying, even after Alucard said it wasn't "vampire"—reading, nestled comfortably.
Alucard stood by the large bay windows, starting up at the moon—his favorite past time. With an agitated sigh, he turned away, "Where are they?"
"They just left. Calm down," Cain said, calmly turning the page of his book, not bothering to look. His father uttered a low growl in his son's direction. Cain didn't seem to notice. Alucard growled again, not liking being ignored or dismissed.
"They should have been here by now."
Again, Cain didn't respond, turning the page.
"Cain."
A sigh, "Yes, father?"
"I'm bored."
Cain dreaded those words. He sighed again, turning to a new page.
"What would you like me to do, father?"
"Well, we could always—"
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" the door flew open and Lilith dashed in, her perfect black curls bouncing as she ran in with a small boy in tow. He was terrified, dirt smeared across his face, streaked with tears.
Cain was frozen in his seat, terrified to find out what his father was going to suggest they do.
"Daddy! Can I keep him?" Lilith asked, pulling on her father's sleeve.
"No, Lilith," Alucard sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Daddy, please! I'll take care of him! I'll feed him and walk him and clean him every day!"
"No, Lilith."
"Daddy!"
"No."
"But, Daddy! Mommy said I could!" Lilith protested, holding the boy by the front of his shirt. As if on cue, their mother came in. She was a petite blond, dressed in jeans and a tight fitting shirt. IT was obvious that Cain's height came from his father.
"Ah, Alucard. Sorry. She wouldn't let him go. I told her she had to ask you," she admitted. Alucard sighed.
"If its fine with your mother, I suppose—"
"Yay!" Lilith hugged the little boy tightly.
"Mommy!" he screeched, crying again.
"I'm going to name you Sparky," Lilith cooed, petting the boys head.
"M-My name's Jimmy!"
"Its Sparky," Lilith growled, causing him to cry louder.
Cain had returned back to his book, groaning softly as the crying drew nearer to him.
"Brother, look! Isn't he adorable?"
"Mh-hm. Very," Cain muttered, flipping the page.
"Brother! You didn't look!"
Cain sighed and dropped the book, looking at the crying boy in a near choke hold by his sister before reading again. "Cute."
"Come play with us!"
"I'm busy."
Lilith never took no for an answer.
She dropped to the floor suddenly, as if she'd been hit, and Cain sighed, closing his book. The boy was crying louder now.
"All right. We'll go play.
Lilith sat up still clinging to Jimmy, who had fallen with her, "Lets go play, Sparky!"
"Mommy!" the boy screeched again.
It was going to be a long night.