Suddenly out of no where the room began to shake, then he heard a distinctive cackle of a familiar women's voice. One he would know anywhere. Schuyler's.
"I knew I sensed a powerful energy in here!" she grinned maliciously, "What brother- aren't you happy to see me?" Kingsley had tears in his eyes, he was so weak against her/ him- he covered his eyes,
Hell without you!
"See my wife maybe. However, my Schuyler has way better taste in style- clearly what you seem to be lacking Lucifer" says Kingsley impassively. He knew the devils way. He loved to torment anyone who is torment-able. Kingsley began to undress making Lucifer clench his teeth in anger. Kingsley knew how to provoke the devil, if there was something Lucifer hated it was being disregarded. Yes Kingsley knew his old buddy all too well. Yes he followed his brother down to earth despite his true feelings to remain in heaven. Paradise. Now his mind is plagued with the memory of heaven to haunt him for eternity knowing he can never return.
Lucifer crossed his arms pursing his beautiful lips, "Its Lucy!" he sneered. He was wearing way too provocative attire. The white gown looked more like a dress a woman would wear to the met opera house, with white matching gloves, and his hair fashionably styled in waves of curls around her hair. Clipped up half ways. The bodice was fashioned with red bead work and floral designing. A mermaid style. At lease he didn't take off her wedding ring.
"Here's the thing, NOT Schuyler- I'm about to check out so if your going to kill me- best get over with it now- or GET LOST!"
Before Kingsley knew it, he was pinned up against the wall by NOT Schuyler.
"I could only take so much of your insolence- then its OFF with your head Araquiel," he held Kingsley up by his throat,
"That's- kind of the-point!" Kingsley managed to rip out, while glaring, "Kill me already brother!" yes he was once the right hand of Lucifer. They were best friends, brothers, practically bond mates though nothing ever beyond that.
"Oh quit being so melodramatic! Your either going to submit and stand at my side like a good behaved husband- where you belong or be killed slowly in many torturous ways, many other ways but one little brother. And that's in carnal. I'll send you to the pits of hell and make sure they work overtime on you for your deceit when you submitted under Michael behind my back. As for death," Lucifer fondled with a stray hair placing it to the back of his ear- knowing damn well the effect Schuyler had on him, since he loves her, he knew this was torturing him, not being able to kiss her- ETC. Lucifer was teasing him on purpose, and it was a good form of torture. "No. I think Death would be too easy. Yeah. I got bigger plans for you Araquiel- now," he gazed at his wrist as if their was a watch there, "We have a funeral to crash. But first I need assurance-"
"No" Kingsley hissed,
"You have no choice little brother, you know it"
"What do you want?"
"Drink from me" oh he had plans to get Kingsley twisted. Knowing his Schuyler is now a full blooded Silverblood. Drinking even a little of Lucifer's blood will make him desperate for more- hints: he will become a slave for Schuyler's blood. Lucifer's blood.
"That's a good boy" Kingsley wiped his mouth and then kneeled on one knee, "Now was that so hard little brother?" Kingsley grinned maliciously,
"I pledge my allegiance to you brother"
Lucifer cackled and helped him up off the floor. Then lead the way to the funeral home.
It was 7:00pm, the service began an hour ago. Everyone who was a blue blood was there. Including Allegra and her ex husband. Yes she divorced him for now. Losing Charles has taken its toll. He wont wake up and she just cant reach him.
Suddenly breaking everyone's attention the doors swung open violently. But just as Lucifer/ Schuyler stepped in with his Silver blood, bloodthirsty for blue blood, Jack and Mimi made sure to bound Kingsley and carry him off, knowing he has been compromised, while Allegra chanted incantation that places Lucifer in a paralyses state. Schuyler then fell to the floor. Ben dominated the silver bloods which were circling him, while the others just hid in streak of terror. Cowards, most of the blue bloods were cowards! thought Ben. Allegra had the body carried away, as other silver Bloods tried to trail her out of the room, yet couldn't quite pass the door, this was a trap. Yes indeed. It was a success.
When Lucifer woke up he was graced by a bright annoying light. Making him wince, as he realized he was bound upon a hospital bed, with a machine pumping his blood making him week. This was the only way to keep him from gaining control of his power. He was faint barely holding on, when he heard,
"That's enough for tonight. Oh hey, look who finally decided to grace us with his presence!" Allegra crooned.
"What did you do to me, you whore!" Lucifer growled, feeling so constricted, Allegra chuckled, and pinched his cheek affectionately to annoy him. She knew him very good, and if she remembers correctly, Lucifer detests every kind of love, affection the most- it reminds him of his fathers love, and his undying affection he was once the only angel in heaven who was granted the blessing of seeing their fathers face, he sat right beside his father and reveled in his love. Love is the worst enemy of Lucifer and she is bound to make him feel, hear, see love from all angles until he breaks and surrenders the information they need to undo what he did.
"Awe! How sweet, I missed you too dear brother" she hugged him, making him stiff up like a lifeless board, she kissed his cheek. And turned on the radio which was playing Christian songs, with passion and of course love for god. She turned it up higher and began to sing along with it. Jack and Mimi shared a look from the observation office, eyeing the surveillance monitor of the small lab room.
"What is she doing to him? He looks like he's constipated!" Mimi chuckled, Jack only smiled, and thought about how they needed Charles back already. He is the only who can save Schuyler from the prison dimension he created of hell. She is in a totally different dimension than hell. Though it is within Hell.
"She's reminding him where he came from" Jack finally says. Mimi eyed him confused,
"How so? By songs of praise, and teasing him? It sounds like she is provoking him to me"
"What is anger rooted in mostly?"
Mimi grinned, "Oh that's easy- annoyance" Jack laughed and shook his head,
"Maybe for you , that may be so- but no. his anger is rooted in hurt, in pain. When you think about it though- it makes a lot of sense why Lucifer forsaken his father through jealousy of the love god bared for the mortals he created. He didn't want to share his father's affection and love with anyone- especially not with feebly short lived mortals. So he decided to oppose the humans, telling god that they are not deserving of his grace and love, god thought other wise- despite the mortal being's many flaws, imperfections, he still felt very proud of his creation, and said he will not rid them for nothing. Lucifer got angry and rebelled, plotting to do everything in his power to destroy them. It was Lucifer's possessive love for his father that caused him to fall from his grace. Sometimes loving something so much can be a bad thing, and Lucifer, who was made from love, became its counter polar enemy." Mimi smiled to herself and grabbed Jacks hand admiringly,
"I love you Jack"
"And I you, Sweetheart"
Kingsley was in a prison cell going through withdraws, seeing Schuyler everywhere.
'Just look at you Arquiel! you're pathetic!' Kingsley turned to the voice,
"Oh god!" he cried, covering his bloodshot puffy eyes from the vision before him, she was naked,
Schuyler laughed, 'You really think he'll help you now little brother? You betrayed him three times now- and your pathetic blue blood friends lost their trust in you too, so the way I see it is you have no one now- your alone!'
"Yes I do…. I have Schuyler! I will always have her, and she's all I need to survive"
The raven head cackled with laughter teasing him,
'She's in hell, even if you were to go to hell, you wouldn't be able to find her thanks to Michael! And it doesn't look like Michael will be much help anytime soon so your stuck in here anyway, they wont let you go now that your compromised'
"Stop! Shut up!"
The naked image of Schuyler climbed on his bed with him and began to climb on top of him, and tease him, slitting her wrists letting the blood drip out in to the room practically becoming a big pool of blood to drown him in, teasing him. As he was literally trying to taste it, as if it were real fooling himself more. And it was frustrating him so much. He literally began to claw at the stone walls, screaming a sick agonizing cry, blooding himself, then drinking his own blood from his blood lust.
A week of time past by and he was unrecognizable. Gashes all over his body. The little bed was nailed to the wall, but the cushion was in shreds of feathers everywhere. His face flawed with slashes - he had no clothing on, just his silk briefs. He was paler, and looked blank into oblivion, dark circles under his red wide eyes, from the lack of sleep, fatigue, his bones stuck out abnormally, he looked like a creature starving from hunger. Jack and Oliver couldn't stand the smell of it, Kingsley was no longer there. Slobber coursing from his mouth.
"Dear god- Jack?" Oliver shuddered, not sure what to think of it. "How did he get this way?"
"Having Lucifer's pure blood, after abstaining from it for decades- then being subjected to the one thing that took a lot of sacrificing and restraint to get purified once from- well this is the withdraw. Michael was proud of him, and gave him a second chance when he first came back cleaned after over a century of lock up. We can only hope he's competent, because we need him if we want Schuyler back." Oliver nodded, thinking maybe it wasn't such a good idea to put Kingsley in the same room with Schuyler's body bounded. Or Lucifer's.
"Kingsley? Buddy? Its Abbadon, can you hear me?" Jack spoke into the small peek slot. Kingsley didn't respond, he just blinked. "Kingsley- you need to snap out of it for Schuyler-" Jack growled,
"Schuyler! I failed her!" Kingsley cried sobbing now on his knees kneeled over, hitting the ground, "Why god!" he cried, Jack couldn't stop the heat from coming to his eyes and felt the heavy load Kingsley felt he was baring alone. The bloodlust withdraw and the lost of the perfect love he shared with Schuyler. Oliver had tears in his eyes to.
"Araquiel, she needs you- we need you to undo the spell-"
"You found a way?" hope gleaming in Kingsley's dark shadowed eyes,
"Yes. Well Lucifer finally caved and said that you have to kiss her, after of course repeating an incantation spell first. And its not just any kiss- the kiss has to be filled with all your love and passion for her- it invokes her spirit. But you have to make sure that your heart believes that its really her and not Lucifer-" Kingsley frowned,
"But look at me Jack- I'm so hungry it hurts my bones which makes my muscles ache. I cant be around her like this , I'll end up draining her for sure!" he cried, gritting his teeth, and hitting his leg muscles with his fangs extending, and his eyes rolling to the back of his head, because he re opened a wound on his led, the blood oozing as he tried desperately to reach the wound with his tongue. The sight was tragic to watch. Pitiful. Hurting for blood again, "You see. God! Why did that evil sick fuck have to make me drink from him again!" he growled, Jack and Oliver shared a look,
"What if your full? What then?" offered Oliver, Kingsley thought for second, and got anxious suddenly,
"You got some with you? Just a little?" he pleaded with his eyes begging, then frowned shaking his head and looking away ashamed, "No. I cant. I just want to die already. Anything is better than dealing with this burden of curse. I failed her again. We were supposed to be graduating next week. Then the big ceremony was supposed to be the best day of our lives. God. Maybe our love is just too perfect to be. We're not down here to get everything we desire, which is why this is always happening to us. And I think its my fault. I am the one who deserves this, not her?" his voice shook and failed him with emotion. It was just too much even for them to hear him so broken like that. He turned away once again. And they left him for now in hopes that giving him more time should do the trick, and when they would return he would be ready.
They waited till they thought he would be ready, but was startled when they found him in a much worst state without any progress. More wounds in his arms, his hair was literally falling out, he was all skin and bones, his skin sagged. He looked exactly how he felt. But Allegra was the one who shook everyone out of their defeated thoughts by opening the prison cell then practically dragging Kingsley's reluctant form kicking and begging her to leave him locked up where he couldn't harm any one including Schuyler. But Allegra used the glom to sooth his spirit. It worked. She knew if she wanted him to focus, he had to be fed, and well groomed, she helped Oliver bathe him and prepare him for the ritual. She had given him enough of Blue blood alternative created by Oliver's aunt Pat herself. It is mixed with mortal blood, and is supposed to help suppress his blood lust. Though he is the first to put her system to the test. So far it was bringing back his color and the old Kingsley. When he was finally prepared, he took a deep breathe before entering the room, Lucifer was cackling taking to his self again. Yes he too had withdraws from lack of blood, plus he was so weak and exhausted as well. When Lucifer saw what was happening , he realized that when he was in his vulnerable state in the glom, Allegra tricked him into confessing the secret key to undo the spell, and he growled, remembering that in the glom she used his Drusilla's form to do it. He was confused and delirious thinking he was seeing things, and talking to himself in a dream, but it was all in the glom.
"You conniving snake! I'll get you Gabrielle, oh your going to pay for this! Just wait and see!" he growled, as Allegra sang the incantation that prepared his spirit, and paralyzed his whole body.
Everyone stood in a wide circle around the bed, "Ok, we need to get in one mind and accord- for his presence is needed as well in this, when two or three are gathered in his name- his spirit is in the midst. Cleanse your spirit and focus on Schuyler's face in your mind." everyone had their eyes closed and were holding one another's hands complying with Allegra's commands, Kingsley was sitting on top of the hospital bed with Schuyler's body, her eyes were opened , no doubt would be glaring if it weren't for the incantation. Kingsley had faith and believed Schuyler was there. Leaving all doubt behind. That chanting invoking her spirit was causing the room to shake violently. Allegra knew it was Lucifer, using every last bit of his energy to do this, the light flickering on and off.
"Now Kingsley, repeat the incantation I told you when it was time" cried Allegra, Kingsley did, and then the shaking was stopped, and lights were back on. Then he leaned in and smiled seeing his angel there. The kiss started as slow he can, when he felt his stomach begin to dance with butterflies and heat. He deepened the kiss, seeing the memories of them on their journey together in his mind laughing and horsing around their house, teasing and flirting around. He watched their happy moments, their sad, and their good. Then he saw the day of the meeting with the late Lawrence, that would change their life forever, and how Schuyler was glaring at him, yet now that he knows her, he saw right through that ploy, she was scared. Not of him in general, but of the fear of falling for a well known player in school- who is drop dead intimidating gorgeous. He didn't realize that she was already kissing him back, and that they were being illuminated by a bright heavy warm touching light. He finally broke away from the magical kiss, and saw her teary red eyes were bright with heavy emotion. She was smiling and frowning at the same time.
"Oh Kingsley! I thought I would never get to-" Schuyler's voice failed her as she went into relieved happy sobs. "It was literally hell without you! I want to bond now- no more waiting-" she searched the room for two certain faces, "Grandpa, Charles? Where you hiding- are they here or where are we anyways?" she smiled, to Kingsley who suddenly frowned, sharing a look of dread with her mother, "Mom? What is it? Guys? Why is everyone looking at me weird?" before anyone could answer the door was knocked down, and in came Drusilla with over 20 Silverbloods with her. Schuyler felt weak however, she couldn't quite fight yet. Her mother thought fast and gave her some blood bags shielding herself in the cloak room heavily guarded by her father.
"Hello Gabrielle, I noticed poor old Michael isn't here with you tonight- what a shame, I must say his memories tasted rather delish the other night- oh well I suppose yours will have to do"
What do you think guys? Is it getting boring ? Or am I loosing my inspiration for this story yet? What do you think? Should I close this story to an end already, or should I keep going? If you want more I need the usual (4) new reviews= 140. As always, thanks to those of you who been following this story since the very beginning. You guys and girls are the best! Manders21