And I'm back. This chapter is possibly going to be the third to last chapter. But since you know its Penny Dreadful, and it has Dorian in it, there will be a lemon scene, but there will be a twist to it. Hope you like it!
After Liliths secret was discovered, she left Dorian dumbstruck and confused. Lost in the storm of thoughts and questions, as well as the storm that rages on in London, Dorian is unsure on how to find her, and doesn't even know how to convince her to come back with him. How will this turn out for him?
Lilith then let go of his hand, and stood up faster that he seen her. "I'm sorry, but I can't stay Dorian." She made her way to the door, opened it and ran out, not even grabbing her coat to protect her from the raging storm outside.
"Lilith!" Dorian ran after her, but she slammed the door, and when he opened it again, she was nowhere in his sight. "Lilith, come back!"
There was no answer, but even if there was, he wouldn't be able to hear it. The storm had gotten worse, and winds became more powerful than before. He ran out into the storm, and looked around as best as he could, running to the theater as fast as he could without falling.
Dorian found the door to the theater, but the door was locked this time. He pulled the door, but it wouldn't budge. He made his way to the alley behind the theater, and looked for a door, but remembered that last night when they met, he couldn't help her with that man who tried dropping her off the roof, due to the fact that there was no back door.
But then there it was. The beautiful sounds of the violin he heard last night. Lilith was somewhere around there.
But why was she playing in this storm? And more importantly, where?
He followed the sounds of the violin, to the best of abilities. The storm made it near to impossible to both hear things and see anything or anyone close by.
But he somehow managed to find her still.
Dorian followed the sweet music to the the harbor, where a power ship called the 'Sirens Tears' sat. And there she was. Standing on top of the mighty ship, in the midst of the storm. She played her violin as if her life depended on it. Her hair wiping in the violent wind, her completely soaked clothes clung tightly to her body, and her face was a stern face of concentration as she looked at her fingers as she played the beautiful instrument. She stopped abruptly, and set her instrument down in the case. During this time, the storm died down, and he could see her clearly. Especially when she decided she was wearing too many clothes. She suddenly took off her black coat, and the bottom of her dress, tearing it up her right leg and thigh, exposing her pale perfect skin. She picked up her instrument again, and began playing another song. This one was more... Strong. To Dorian, it sounded more angry. Like these were not just the notes of an already written song. No. These were her emotions. Emotions she was violently conveying into her song.
He carefully approached the steps to the ship, trying his best not to make a sound that might catch her attention. He kept his eyes on her as he came closer to her watching her carefully as their distance became shorter by the second. She didn't notice him until he was only a foot away from her. Only then did her attention come away from her violin, to the lovely man infront of her.
She slowly withdrew her bow from the strings of the instrument as she fully became aware of Dorian standing not that far from her. Their eye contact was long and hard before either of them finally spoke.
"What are you doing here?" Lilith finally asked him as she let her bow and violin fall to her sides, her chest falling slowly on heavy breaths. He noticed that she was shivering, as her teeth were clattering together.
"I was going to ask you that." Dorian stepped closer to her, taking off his jacket to wrap around her shoulders. "Lilith, why did you leave like you did?"
She simply looked down away from his eyes.
"Lilith?" He asked softly as his fingers found her chin, gently pulling her head up to look at him in the eyes. "Please say something."
"What should I say Dorian?" She gently pulled away, and turned to set her violin and bow in the case. She turned and looked at him again. "This day was amazing. You made it that way. But I know there is something not right between us. I have too many secrets Dorian." She came closer to him, and gave him a small kiss on his lips. "I don't want to hurt you. And you should not be here."
She felt his hand on hers, slowly going up her arm, to rest slightly on her shoulder. But it stop moving, as it finally found its rightful place on her cheek. She looked down, as he pressed his forehead against hers.
"We all have secrets Lilith." He said, as he pulled away to look at her in the eyes. "Even if we have truly only known each for one day, I don't believe for a second that your secrets would ever hurt me in anyway. If anything, its my secrets that I'm scared that might hurt you."
She ripped away from him, turning to face the sea, no longer raging as it had before. Dorian then noticed the storm died down as she stopped playing.
"You need to leave. I know he's coming." She said to him, her eyes looking at the dark horizon, towards a ship making way to dock in the harbor. "Something is about to happen, and you should not be here for it."
Dorian took her hand, and held it in a tight grip, symbolizing that he was not going. Whoever it was that she was talking about, he would protect as best as he could.
"I'm not leaving you Lilith. Whoever that is in the ship is not going to hurt you." He brought her hand to his lips, brushing them against her knuckles. "I promise you."
She looked at him, her eyes burning with sadness, and her lips quivering from the cold air.
"I know they're not going to hurt. He, won't even make it to shore."
But Lilith then walked past him, opening a hatch to the under part of it, where the crew would sleep. She turned back to him, not saying anything. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. She approached him, her hands roughly pulling him towards her, as their lips met in a harsh kiss, almost bruising. Dorian reveled in her furiousity. But it ended all too quickly, as he then felt her turn him around, breaking away from him and their kiss, and shoved him into the opened latch, making him fall down the short flight of stairs. As soon as he as had fallen, she closed it, and stood on top of it, keeping it secure.
As Dorian got on his feet, and climbed the stairs, raising his hands to push against the metal door, but having no luck as her weight secure him in. She knelt to look at him in the eyes.
"Lilith, let me out. Please, let me take you away from here."
"You don't understand Dorian. Just know that I'm sorry." She stood up, and picked up her discarded violin and began playing again. "For you to see what I truly am. But I didn't make you come here. And I sincerely apologize. This situation is beyond you."
Dorian tried using all his strength to lift up the metal door but with her weight added to the already heavy latch it made it near impossible for him.
She began to play again. And the storm came back as soon as she started playing.
The sounds of her violin followed the powerful winds of the storm, almost as if she was the one causing the storm to become worse.
She stopped abruptly, taking out the knife she kept hidden in her boot, bringing it to the ties on her corset. She brought the sharp edge upwards, cutting the ties off, and corset fell on the ground of the ship. Her tunic became loose and the buttons were the next to come off. Soon her tunic found its place next to her corset. She was left almost completely bare, beside the black fabric that kept her breasts close to her chest, and completely covered.
Dorian noticed her skin almost perfect. But there was one little thing that kept his attention; a scar in the shape of a pentagram was in the middle of her shoulder blades. The same pentagram on her hands. The scar was a,deep crimson, as if it was done not too long ago. Down her back he notice the dip of her spine had hidden scars as well. There were a couple of scratches, and bruises closer to the small of her back.
Something else happened to her that she didn't mention.
"Dorian. My grandmother had help maiming me as she did. An man named Marcus Johnson." She said to Dorian without looking at him. "That man is looking for me. And now, he finally has."
Lilith continued playing while her eyes stayed on the dark horizon. On the ship getting ready to dock. The song she was playing was coming to an end, almost suddenly as she soon as her arm stretched upwards towards the sky.
"You will not die so easily fiend!" She yelled to the ship. "First! You shall see what you made me become!"
Suddenly lightening appeared above the ship, and struck it, starting the sails on fire.
Lilith dropped her violin, and took the knife she used to cut the ties on her corset, to make horizontal cuts on both of her palms. She made no sounds as she pressed the sharp edge aganist her skin, breaking it immediately. Blood soon began to drip from her wounds to her elbows as she held them away from her body, allowing the crimson liquid to pour down to her elbows and onto the ground.
Under her breath, Dorian could faintly hear her speaking, but in a language he never heard of. She began speaking faster, and louder as the winds began stronger and fire grew to cover the entire ship. Soon the air was filled with the black smoke of the burning ship, and the screams of the men aboard the ship were heard throughout the city.
It was then, that Dorian noticed the scars nearly glowing as she spoke. Her hair and fingernails began to grow longer, and scars on her beautiful body became more prominent and defined.
Dorian couldn't see it, but the flames became bigger and higher. She took her bleeding hands, to cover her mouth and ear, the blood falling down her neck, onto her chest. Soon the screams fall into silence as the fire engulfed the entire ship, and no survivors remained. As soon as the wind died down, she stepped off the latch allowing Dorian to get out and began retrieving her coat along with her violin.
Dorian slowly stepped into the moonlight, keeping his eyes on Lilith. He didn't know what she was. But that didn't mean he cared. There was something about her he wanted to know. Not just the show she just did, but why, and more importantly how.
"Lilith." He stepped closer to her, but she moved away from him, and began to leave the ship. He wanted an explanation, and he wasn't going to let her leave until he got one. "Look at me." He grabbed her arm to stop her and she turned to look him straight in the eye, but what he saw, he wasn't expecting it yet.
Her eyes were still different colored, but no longer green and hazel; her right eye was now a deep red and her left was a bright yellow, and the whites of her eyes were now black surrounded by the new colors that left Dorian breathless. Her face showed pain and angry, a mix that should never exist with her. She had tear tracks down her cheeks, but he couldn't tell if they were from the storm or not.
"Don't tell anyone what you saw here Dorian, or else," She jerked her arm back, and her eyes changed back to her normal colors. "It doesn't matter. I'll be leaving soon enough."
Dorian kept his eyes on hers, never leaving them. His anger left as she turned away from him, and picked up her violin. She wiped her nose with the back of her hand as she attempted to put her soaked gloves back on, but she was struggling greatly as they kept getting caught on her fingernails threatening to break the soft fabric.
After a grunt of frustration, Dorian ran his hand up her back, getting her attention.
"What are you still doing here?" She didn't turn to look at him. She didn't to see the look of disgust in his eyes as he viewed her now after seeing her as she was before. "I can't pay you to be quite about this if that's what you're to going to ask me."
Dorian walked to stand infront of her, soothing his hands down to her wrists.
"These gloves are delicate. You should be careful." He said, as he took the end of one, widening the end of it to allow her hand to enter more carefully so her nails couldn't rip it.
"Thank you."
"For what? Being a gentlemen?" He asked playfully. Lilith looked at him in shock. She was truly surprised that he was still within close distance to her after the show she put on for him. Even after she let him out, his attention was her. Not the burning ship, or the blood on the ground from her already healed wounds. His attention was on her. Only her.
"Here." He took off his coat to wrap around her shoulders to keep her warm, and covered. "Come. Let me take you somewhere safe."
He led her away from the ship and the docks with his arm wrapped around her waist before the authorities could show up to investigate the incident that took place. Lilith stood with her mouth open, still in shock that he didn't run away from her when he could. Her secret came out, and he was the very first that didn't run from her.
"Umm... Dorian?" She asked, stopping in their walk. "Why haven't you run away from me?"
He chuckled. "My dear, we all have our secrets." He put his finger under her chin to raise her head to look him in the eyes. "Now that you have shown me yours, how about I show you mine?"
Thanks for reading, and will be back soon!