Chapter 4
Shocking Histories
My surroundings looked different when I woke up. I was in a small albeit spacious room. It was furnished simply. Besides the bed, there was only a small couch in a corner and a table at the bedside. The room was dull; it had a brownish tint with maroon curtains. There were no decorations whatsoever, not even a mirror.
What stood out was the plethora of flowers spread all over the bed. From roses to daisies, their silky petals surrounded me. The evening light shined lightly upon then, providing them a radiance that made them even more breathtaking. I would have been touched and awed by this display if not for my worry. As pretty as they were, they still could not distract me from my trouble.
I was at an alien place, and all that I remembered before my abduction was my fight, if you could call it that, with a strange man at my house.
"Wife? Who are you and what do you want?" I said incredulously.
"I'm Adan, a demon, and I want you to be my future wife," the man, Adan, perched himself against a wall. I looked at him warily, he was a demon? I didn't want to believe him but his entrance proved it. My palms started becoming clammy, and my breathing quickened. I looked around trying to find a way out, but he didn't have any openings.
He snapped his fingers; with each snap a spark of electricity lighted. He was looking slightly bored waiting for my response.
When I failed to say anything he started walking towards me. "So what's it going to be? Yes or no? It's not like you have a choice," with each step my eyes grew wider. I needed to get away. Run. But how?
"Get away from me," I yelled as I tried to distant myself from him. The bed head was as far as I could go. He didn't care about what I was saying; Adan just kept advancing towards me slowly. Soon I was within his reach, and he immediately took advantage of that. He reached out his hands to touch my cheek.
I yelped as if I were in pain, the fear was too overpowering. A surge of energy filled my body and I released a large burst of it, pushing him towards the opposite wall.
Adan looked stunned from the hit. He didn't look hurt. He was just stunned, that energy burst was something that he didn't expect. I used the pause to try and escape, heading straight for the door. I was stumbling all over the place. The panic prevented me from keeping a clear head; all I could think was to run as quickly as possible.
"Leaving so soon?" Adan appeared in front of me out of thin air. The suddenness of his movements made me tumble backwards, landing on the floor. My arm grazed the edge of cupboard, causing a large bleeding wound.
Adan reacted to it at once. "Why'd you have to get yourself hurt?" He rushed towards my side and furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at my wound as he lifted up my arm; he seemed to be very concerned.
I pushed against him; I didn't want him touching me. But he was unmovable; I couldn't seem to make him move an inch. "Don't worry, it's to close the wound," he bent down and lapped at the cut, sending shivers down my back. It seemed so disgusting and yet it felt… sickeningly pleasurable. I continued trying to push him away at first but soon I decided to stop, it was futile, and his actions were starting to make me feel weak.
"Stop Adan," I gasped, he did. Adan lifted his head and looked at me. His eyes were diluted, and his gaze looked distracted.
He was staring at the nape of my neck.
Immediately I knew what he was thinking. His eyes were diluted with hunger and he was taciturn; his expression too serious.
"No, please don't - "Before I could finish his canines pierced my neck. "Adan, stop it," It didn't hurt, it still felt good, but I could feel my energy draining away. My eyes started fluttering; the tiredness was washing over me, consciousness slipping away.
"Stop, please," my pleas were answered by his canines delving deeper into my neck, bringing about a gruesome sound. Adan let out a few demonic growls, making my stomach churn. I was sure that I was going to die; every last drop of blood would be drained out of me that night. I started crying. I hardly did but this was too frightening. My thoughts started becoming filled with Jason. I had finally found something to look forward to everyday and now I had to leave him so quickly. There was a sharp pang at my chest.
"Jason," I whispered, hoping that at this moment he would come. It was foolish but I found myself unknowingly counting on him to rescue me. The moment I said his name Adan let out a ferocious growl and bit harder into my neck, causing me to cringe.
My recount was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. I tensed myself up, ready for a fight. I already knew who my abductor was, and I didn't want to spend another moment in the same room as him.
The door creaked open at an agonizingly slow rate; I took a big gulp as I anticipated his entering. My eyes quickly scanned the room for some sort of weapon, but it was too sparse. The small gleam of light coming through the curtains caught my attention. Adan was most likely a vampire, considering that he was sucking the life out of me the other night. The sun would deter him from coming for me.
I rushed towards the curtains and spread them wide open, releasing a comforting glow throughout the room. The sunlight would keep me safe, so I positioned myself beside the window, where it was the strongest. Adan would never be able to reach me like this.
"I sensed that you were awake," I heard his voice before he stepped into the room, "have you recovered?" Adam came in completely undaunted. I assumed that the sunlight would make him cringe or squint slightly, but he acted with normalcy. My worry increased, was he not a vampire? If that were the case I would have no defense mechanism.
He looked at me with a hint of curiosity, "what are you doing?" There was a short pause before he seemed to realize something. "You think that's going to stop me?"
"Stay away," I stood my ground and tried to look intimidating, but Adan acted like he was going to laugh. "Stay away!" my voice quivered and my eyes started to tear.
He started walking towards me slowly. "Shhh… Calm down I'm not going to hurt you," he tried to persuade me as if I were a baby. The situation brought about a feeling of déjà vu. The same thing happened before, it ended terribly. My breathing quickened as he approached. His body started entering the sunlight, with no ill effects.
I wanted to scream, but before I could Adan silenced me with his palm. His form was pressed up against mine; uncomfortably constraining. "Mllempp me dggo," I mumbled into his hand, all at once flailing my arms around like a wild animal, hitting against his rock-like chest. He was unmoving, planted at his position like a statue. My fists were starting to hurt from pounding against him. It became apparent that my efforts were futile.
"Will you please calm down woman? You're just hurting yourself, stop being so stubborn," I glanced up at him trying to look as stern as possible, though I was quite sure that I looked more terrified than anything else. He held still as he waited for me to quiet down, making snarky remarks all the while. Soon enough, exhaustion made me give up.
"Women, so hard to handle," he sighed and rubbed his forehead, implying that I was a bother. I was pretty sure I was one; I needed to make his life hard so that he would free me. "Here's the deal, be a little cooperative, don't try to run – you can't anyway since I placed strong barriers around the room to lock you in, and I'll tell you everything that you need to know. Well, most of it."
"How do I know that," I paused for a moment; I knew that it would be risky to challenge him, but I needed to take a chance, how else was I to protect myself? "that you're not lying?" I took a deep breath and glared at him. All he did was smirk.
"To believe or not to believe, I don't really give a damn what you think. All I know is that I have answers and you need them," he chuckled; his tone was mocking, which enraged me slightly, but I didn't want to be rash and hit him. Who knows how he would retaliate.
"Okay then," I gulped, "let's start with something simple. Where am I?"
"Macau," he said as he took a seat on the couch and brushed his shoulder, acting nonchalantly.
"Macau?" I bit my lip and leaned closer against the window. The sun was almost completely down, taking its comforting warmth along with it. I was so far away from home, how was I to get back even if he did set me free? Perhaps it was better to play nice, since annoying him would leave me out in the streets with no money or food.
"How long was I out for?"
"Two days, I think I might've preferred you unconscious, you looked so much sweeter, and obedient," he started doing that electric finger snap thing again. It was a strange habit of his. My parents must have been worried for me by then; I had never been out overnight before. My chest tightened as I looked at my chances, it was unlikely that I would ever return home. Adan's attitude really irked me, he had no concern for my situation; his heartlessness really put me off.
"When can I get home?" I tried asking. I really hoped that he'd say 'soon', but that was just wishful thinking.
"You're already home," he laughed. My eyes widened. Adan was going to keep me here forever? I was raging; heat starting pooling around my arms—a fireball was coming. "Just kidding," My muscles relaxed and the heat dissipated. I sighed with relief but also with annoyance. Adan's attitude was getting on my nerves.
"This dreary place? Nah, I'll bring you to someplace nicer after this, it sucks here, that place will be your home," Adan was teasing me; he already knew what I meant, "you should be happy."
"I mean, my real home; the place where I lived before I came here," I was thoroughly frustrated with trying to get my point across.
"Ah, yes, that; it depends on how well you behave," I started making clicking noises with my tongue. He was irritating me and I was trying to de-stress myself.
"Behave?"
"Marry me, be my pretty little bride," he flashed me a grin, "listen to everything I say."
"That's sick," I thought I saw his mouth twitch. Were his feelings actually hurt? "Why would you even want me to be your wife?"
Adan tilted his head, pondering about something, then he shook his head and said, "Let's just say it's about this stupid prophecy some dumb witch made a few centuries ago."
"You'd base your wife off some prophecy that has no grounds?"
"Yeah; the witch never made a mistake with her sights," he shrugged.
"What is it anyway?"
"I'll keep that for later," he continued smiling at me. The smiles he flashed looked sinister and filled me with unease. I was so curious about what he meant by 'prophecy', but taking too many chances would be on the verge of being idiotic.
"So," I decided to take the plunge and just ask the question. I wasn't sure about whether I wanted to know it, but curiosity was eating away at me, "what are you?"
Adan propped his chin up with his hand and sighed. "You thought that I was a vampire didn't you?" I nodded, which made him shake his head with disappointment. "I'm a true-blood demon, the oldest monster you'd ever find on this planet."
"True-blood? What are you exactly?" I moved towards the bed and cuddled underneath the sheets. The sun was already down, removing its protecting warmth from the spot next to the window. That position just made me feel vulnerable.
"A few thousand years old, I've kind of lost count," his eyes followed intently on my movements which made me feel queasy. "You can call me the 'father of all monsters'; basically I'm one of the first demons that ever came into existence. Every single demonic creature has its roots from us; vampires, werewolves, witches, fairies, succubae, hobgoblins, everything."
I took a deep breath and tried to understand the information that he just told me. He had basically just said that all these creatures were not myths created of the human mind. They were real walking entities. Worst of all, Adan was like the 'leader' of them all; the most powerful, and I was in the same room as him. I didn't want to be close to him anymore, all I wanted to do was to go home. Being with him was too dangerous, and because of his monstrous nature, he probably had something sinister planned for my fate, or some kind of ulterior motive.
"How were you created?" I had to keep the questions coming; he might slip and give away his weakness.
"There was an ancient civilization around Cuba long ago. They probably heard of a ritual somewhere to cast away evil crimes and wants. At midnight, on a full moon, they carried it out around a large fire, chanting away. They messed it up, instead of chasing away evil, the evil from their hearts gathered and formed two demons - I was one of them. I'm not really sure about the ritual and how they got it, we ate all the civilians up too quickly before we could find out," Adan smiled as he uttered his last sentence, which sickened me to the core. With every detail he told me, I became more fearful.
"That was those of our greatest massacres, with everybody I drained, their blood and souls added to my strength. Well, the more people we kill the stronger we get, their souls add on to our demonic powers. We wiped out a few other civilizations. I think that we even visited the Atlantic before." Adan winked at me; I wanted to spit at him and call him vile. "It's quite sad that modern technology came about, it's so hard to kill people these days, everything is getting tracked."
"And vampires and werewolves?"
"Just a few experiments of ours, we wanted to see how some people would react if we gave them a bit of our essences or blood. Werewolves are reborn every full moon, witches have magical powers, vampires drink blood; they all took on a bit of our traits. I think we did the earth a huge favor, adding in a bit of variety, a little kick and color to the world you know?" he laughed.
Adan was the most sickening person I ever met- if you could call him a person. He pretty much told me that he was the biggest serial killer ever, and that he created serial killers to be his minions.
"You're disgusting," I muttered as I pulled the sheets against my chest, "how could you do all this and laugh?"
"It comes with being a demon, pretty fun actually," Adan said as he stood up. He took a few steps away from me before turning back around.
"I have some busy things to settle, sometimes stuffs never get done unless I'm there," he sighed and opened the door, "think about that marriage proposal, I'm quite the charmer you know? See you soon dearest Evelyn."
The name Evelyn kept striking me every so often. I appeared to have heard it plenty of times, "Why do you call me Evelyn? My name is Jane."
Adan opened his mouth trying to say something, and then closed it again. He took a deep breath and shut the door before leaning against the wall next to it.
"It's a long story."
"I have tons of time, not that I have school work to do anymore." I groaned in frustration.
"You dads kind of like, not your dad," he paused to let the information sink in. I stayed still for awhile, uncertain of how to react.
"I'm starting to think that everything you told me was a lie."
Adan rolled his eyes and shrugged, "it's the truth whether you want to believe it now or not, but you have to accept it someday. Your real father was a demon called Carlos; he's quite a nice guy, a good friend of mine actually," he turned to me, "why can't you be as nice as him?"
"Anyway, your mom got seduced by him one night, not that she can remember, and poof! Out came you, well, nine months later. Carlos told me that he wanted to name you Evelyn, too bad your mom got the decision to name you, Jane is so ugh, plain."
I stared at the blanket, unsure of what to think. My jaw clenched then unclenched.
"So I'm a half-demon?" I asked incredulously, "not human?" My hands were pressed against my head, I felt like it was going to explode. All sorts of emotions, anger, grief, regret, fear, were piling up against my chest.
Adan just let everything out like they were trivial; did the guy have any emotions at all? He didn't see the implications of what he said.
"Well yeah, not so much, look on the bright side, you're half human. Yay!" he clapped and mockingly rejoiced at my situation. "You should consider marrying a demon, follow your demonic instincts."
"Adan will you leave me alone, I need to think about this for a while; personal space please."
"Sure, hopefully you'd change your mind about that wedding thing, I'll get a ring prepared right away," he gleamed at me then headed for the door.
The door smashed straight open, revealing an enraged dark-haired red-head that stormed into the room, "that son-of-bitch, I need a war! I'm going to kill him for what he did."
Adan smiled at her arrival. He tilted his head and rested his fingers on his chin, considering something.
"Hey Hollie, nice to have you here," Adan delightedly walked towards the fuming young lady with welcoming arms, "why don't you take Evelyn here out with you."
