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Elizabeth's POV
I was snapped out of my trance when something struck the bars of my cell. I looked up to see Camulla holding something under her arms.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing really. Just thinking about how much my suggestion to Lucifer has made an impact on you," she said, smirking.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean that Lucifer having his way with you was my idea. I told him about it after our last scuffel," she replied.
"Y-you told him to..." I said, utterly shocked.
"Yes, Darling, I did. You see..."
Camulla walked into the chambers of her master, Lucifer. He had asked her to see him, but what for she didn't know.
"So, you made it," he said from his place in a chair.
"Yes. Sorry I'm late, I saw someone who I despise and I just had to taunt her," she said. Lucifer chuckled.
"I know about what happened to you because of Elizabeth, how she defeated Andrew and managed to send you here because of his defeat," he said.
"Yes, because of his age, he wasn't sent here, but to Purgatory," she said, angry.
"Yes, and given your beef with her, I thought that you could help me come up with a punishment for her should she try to cross me again," he said.
"You could torture her, or better yet, why don't you rape her?" she said.
"Pain doesn't work on this one. She's strong-willed," he said.
"Then use pleasure," she said.
"What do you mean?" he saked, confused.
"Make it to where she likes it. Think about it, she's in love with that Syrus boy, and I learned while I spied on her and her little friends that she thinks all types of adultary are wrong. Make it pleasurable for her, and she'll be so mortified that not only will she never cross you again, but she'll never want to see Syrus again, either," she explained.
"You're a genius, Camulla," he said.
"Just glad to help, Master," she said before walking out of the room.
"God damn you, Camulla!" I said, nearly a yell.
"Thank you, but He already has. Oh, by the way, Lucifer wanted me to give this to you, for a great time," she said, laughing as she put a dead goat on the ground, cut off it's head, and placed it on the ground. It quickly appeared inside my cell.
"You'll get portions of it each night, but once it's gone, that's it," she said before walking off. I was mortified about doing it, but I slowly skinned the head and removed the eyes before placing them in the corner. Then I took the skull and smashed it agains the wall, so as to get to the most nutritious, blood-rich part: the brain. I scooped it out and placed the bone fragments inside the skull, which I then placed with the skin and eyes. I sucked the brain dry and tossed it into the corner with the rest of it. I figured that as a last resort I could eat the meat. The bones had a similar purpose.
Black bloods, like vampires, allegedly survive on blood, but the entirety of the blood is not what we desire. It is the red blood cells that give our energy. Some of the bones contain red marrow, wich contains red blood cells. This fact has been known by vampires and black bloods for centuries, and this is the reason for cases describing vampires digging up corpses. When the meat ran out of blood, I would get the red marrow out of the bones.
"Wow, goat's blood is good. I wonder what Slade and Jaggar are doing right now," I said.
For some reason, the thought of goats always reminded me of Slade and Jaggar. Now, anyone who knew about the little turkey farm incident way back when (never could handle Thanksgiving dinner after that) would think that turkeys would remind me of them, but no, it was goats. Maybe it was because they had a reputation that they didn't deserve. Now sure I didn't approve of them looking down on Chazz, and they could be jerks sometimes, but come on, what older sibling isn't a jerk at one point or another? I mean, Chazz was a bit of a jerk to me when he found out I was a Slifer until he became one, and Slade and Jaggar loved both of us, Chazz and I both knew that. They were both just a bit obsessed with world domination. Now no one knew this, but they used to have plans for me as well. Plans that I ultimately rebelled against and it has not been spoken of since. They were like goats because a goat is considered as the devil's animal. Dude, they're almost as cute and cuddly as cows. Like I said, all three have undeserved reputations.
"God I can not wait to get out of here, I'm going nuts. I just mentally ranted about my brothers and goats for five minutes. Get me out of here!" I said.
Yeah, sorry about the lameness. Please review, I've got cookies for reviewers! But no cookies for flamers!