I've stared at this chapter til I cannot stare anymore. I will likely relook at this damn thing and become horrified and enter into 'must edit!' mode.
Legion stroked a hand lightly down his chest, watching in marginal interest as his oculus reflected to him the already played out cruel twist of fate that had befallen Alucard and Dracula. He lifted an eyebrow as the enraged and grieving Dracula melted into a ghastly and terrifying creature that he could not even begin to see the entirety of, such was the position of the oculus in light of something so mammoth. He thought it appeared to be a dragon and was loathed to admit the sight of the unleashed might of Dracula gave even him pause but he banished the feeling quickly just as he banished the reflection.
Foolish foolish Lilith… he had warned her about her singular desire to gain their father's love. The silly girl had gone too far this time. Using him to fuel her silly misguided little plan? That was a mistake on her part, a grave one. Legion wouldn't doubt if the little bitch had some intention of trying to throw this over on him and have him take the blame for it. It was bad enough his body born doppelganger had played a part in it which all of made it certain he would take some form of ire from their father for it. Growling to himself as he narrowed his fiery eyes, Legion waved a hand at the gem in his mirror so he could gain access to the area of Hell he wished to go.
He was no stranger to pain. He suffered endlessly from the agony of his souls that made up his form and he would accept whatever sort of pain he was fated to suffer for his sister's insidious plan… but he would not be suffering alone. Lilith had apparently thought she would not be caught but she had underestimated his cautious nature and want to know what his gift to her was being used for. He should have done so immediately but his foolishness of trusting Lilith could not be changed now. Lilith would discover her mistake but first he needed to have a word with father…
Stepping through the oculus Legion emerged into the black marbled structure of Satan's throne room and walked slowly out into it. Casting a glance at his father's throne he found it empty. Perhaps his father had already discovered something of importance to him was gone… Walking out of the space into the frozen elements the demon looked around the wasteland to try and see if he could glimpse the demon lord within his beloved icy domain. He started to slip further out but the hair on the back of his neck stood on end and an overwhelming feeling of absolute darkness assaulted his senses.
"Legion…"
Legion tilted his head at the sound of Satan's deathly quiet voice and turned around to peer back into the throne room, finding his father now standing in front of his throne with his black staff firmly in hand. For a moment he couldn't help but wonder if his father would beat his skull in with it but he shoved the thought aside. Legion regarded his temperamental father for a moment before he walked back into the structure and up to Satan.
"Lucifer." Legion replied in kind as he eyed the gleaming staff before looking back into his father's flashing gold eyes, finding a smoldering anger there that all of revealed to him that Satan was aware that Alucard was gone.
"Tell me child…" Satan whispered, narrowing his eyes at his many tongued child, "…do you have any idea why I return to Hell only to find my favorite little servant missing?" The fallen angel's eyes darkened considerably as he added, "…or why I can barely feel his thread of life?"
Legion tilted his head at Satan and marginally lifted his eyebrows. "We came to you to speak about this, incidentally. Our vicious little Lilith is the one that is at the source of your missing son of man." The demon calmly replied to cause Satan to growl deep in his throat at his revelation, the fallen angel's wings flaring widely in a hint of his rising anger. "Lilith came to us in want of a doppelganger to use against Dracula. We relented. Sadly the little snake used it in a purpose that we had not fathomed nor thought she would." Legion coolly replied, lifting one charred hand to point toward Satan's oculus to have the reflective surface reveal Lilith's treachery.
Legion calmly watched as Satan frowned and turned to look at his oculus to see what his child wanted him to see. The many tongued demon unconsciously backed away from his father as the fallen angel bore witness to everything that transpired, right down to Alucard's near demise at his father's hand that had been set into effect by Lilith's hand. Legion frowned deeply as Satan began to growl at what he was seeing, the sound starting quiet and then rising in volume and deepening into something that made even his skin crawl to hear it.
As expected his father was displeased and downright infuriated… though that word might not be quite right. Whatever sort of ire Satan was feeling Legion decided there was no word that could even begin to describe it. He could easily see a similarity to this wrath and the wrath of ages past when the demon lord had escaped from the treachery of he and his siblings trying to usurp his throne.
"Your doppelganger caused this, child…" Satan hissed quietly as he turned to narrow his eyes menacingly at Legion, his lip twitching viciously in his silent wrath. Legion stood firm against the accusatory and hateful gaze of his father, refusing to back down in light of it. The Keeper of Haeresis was not one to cave to another. Not now. Not ever. "We don't entertain the thought of escaping punishment but it was Lilith that formed the plan and fooled that son of man into foolishly challenging his father. We simply wished for you to know who the instigator of it was." Legion replied, watching Satan's all of quaking body walk over to his throne to settle himself into the drapery slung structure. After a moment of looking over Satan's all of pulsing veins and wildly swirling miasma Legion adding as an afterthought. "We will take whatever torment you give us but we hope our sister will suffer the worst of your wrath."
Satan glared harshly at Legion, his lip twitching again at the mention of Lilith. "You sister… where is she?"
Legion shrugged as he ran a hand through his long blond hair, pulling the strands forward to observe in disinterest. "Skulking about her ring of Hell soaking up the fruits of her treachery we imagine." The demon observed his father; the man entering into a dark silence as he stared ahead, looking at seemingly nothing. The silence drug on for a long while which Legion didn't quite know what to make of but eventually it was broken by a single malice filled sentence.
"I will be summoning you and your remaining siblings soon but for now go and find your sister and tell her to come see her father."
Legion nodded, realizing he was to escape Satan's cruel hand… at least for the moment. "Very well, father." The demon replied as he turned to exit Satan's throne room to journey through the pits of Hell to find Lilith and deliver the message. As the many tongued demon stepped out into the torrential ice storm he halt when his father addressed him again.
"If you mention a single word of why she is coming to see me you will suffer far worse torments than the one I gave you for betraying me, Legion."
Legion smirked at Satan's icy threat. Tell Lilith that she has been caught? Why would he go and do something foolish like that… he wished his sister to suffer for this and for her betrayal against he and their siblings before that. Lilith had once escaped unscathed then but now poor little love-sick Lilith would finally reap the rewards of her treachery and he would gladly suffer his unwilling part of this ill conceived plot just so he could see what happens to her.
Satan lounged casually in his throne, narrowing his eyes at the far away sound of clicking heels approaching him through the screaming ice storm that was far more vicious than usual as if it were attuned to its master and his moods. Eventually Lilith's familiar form appeared from the elements, shaking her head to disrupt the ice that had become entangled there from her journey, and quickly sauntered up to Satan's throne where she immediately humbled herself at his feet. Typically Satan felt the greatest of pleasure to see another bowed at his feet and so subservient but not this particular overly attentive daughter. Her desire to all of throw herself at his feet just to garner his attention was… tiring.
Satan lightly narrowed his eyes at Lilith as the woman leaned forward and looked wantonly up at him, her hands straying within the confines of his ever present miasma to tease the flesh of his legs. Satan had to fight the instinct to rip the woman's hand away from him and out of its socket but he kept himself from so much as flinching. Not yet… He had to temper himself for the moment. Only for the moment.
"Lilith…" Satan cooed at his daughter, leaning up from the throne so that he could thread one of his hands into the woman's strawberry blond locks to gently pet. The woman immediately nuzzled into the touch to soak up the rare show of affection. "…I summoned you to me because I need your aid which only you can possibly offer me now."
Satan observed Lilith as she tilted her head and pursed her lips in thought of what he could possible mean but he had no intention of leaving her in the dark… at least not the complete dark. "It seems Trevor has found a way to escape me and you know how such a betrayal of my love makes me feel, don't you?"
Lilith's eyes widened in false shock and she at once grabbed hold of Satan's legs to hoist herself up, "The child escaped? Oh master, I am most troubled to hear this news. Surely the boy ran back to his father though who knows what that beast of a man will do to him when he does…" Lilith trailed off with a sneer lying just behind her mask of sorrow that she thought would go unnoticed.
Satan had to fight the urge to give into his immediate want to rip his daughters skin from her muscles as she made her pathetic attempt to hide her delight over the turn of events. Foolish Lilith… did she really think she could hide her coy looks and treacherous feelings from him? The absolute master of wicked intent? He was the one creature that knew such things so intimately – the original source of such debase feelings - and he knew how to spot them in another. Perhaps in light of her apparent thought that he would be too ignorant to notice he should rip Lilith's pretty long locks from her scalp until it was nothing but a bloody mess…
"I'm sure he has but it is of no consequence. I tired of that dull creature long ago and find myself not sorry for the loss." Satan sighed as he played Lilith's game of false words, leaning back in his throne to slide further down it as he waited for his words to settle within Lilith's pretty little head. He inwardly smirked as the woman perked up at his admittance that Alucard had fallen from his graces and she at once agreed with him whole heartedly. Of course she would…
"Yes, Master. That filthy son of man was unworthy of your attentions! He deserves a fate worse than death for refusing you." Lilith pointed out as her hands began to stray further up along Satan's thighs, "He was a child of man and their lot is horrid and utterly beneath you, Master. You should give your affections to one that deserves them in totality." Lilith whispered as her eyes lightly fluttered to back her subtle hint of who deserved them.
Satan smiled down at Lilith as he dropped his hand to cup the woman's cheek, the eager creature immediately leaning into his hold to soak it up in totality, "Indeed child. That brings me back to why I summoned you to me… I find myself lonesome and want of your company." Satan mentally sneered at the delight that fell across Lilith's face as her hands all of grasped at his loins in a way he had to force himself not to pull away from.
"Anything for you, Master…" Lilith whispered huskily up to Satan as she leaned forward to follow the path that her hands had taken into the swirling whisps of inky darkness. Satan frowned at the feel of the woman licking along his flesh, his hand unconsciously digging deep into her hair with the intent of pulling her away but he stopped himself. Usually he was not one to refuse sexual delights of any sort but, then again, it was he who initiated it… or forced it upon another. Whichever, it did not matter. But even he had standards and this was far below them to a point he almost felt shame. Almost. More than anything it would be disgust he felt but he would suffer this. Only until Lilith was lulled into a false sense of security… even if it meant he had to suffer her clumsy lips and tongue in an area that she did not deserve to be to begin with.
Satan found himself disliking Lilith more the longer he humored her desire for this. The woman thoroughly lacked experience and she was too caught up in trying to appear alluring instead of actually being alluring. She could be considered attractive but it was vastly diminished by her overwhelming and smothering attentions to garner his love, something that irked him thoroughly. Lilith clearly knew nothing of natural charm which his lost little servant was so unconsciously well versed in. Delightfully so.
Now that he was suffering through Lilith's overeager attentions he found himself sorely missing Alucard and his delightful mix of fear and adorations that he'd worked so hard to get in the first place… but he would get him back. Even if it meant he had to defeat his abysmal father first before reclaiming the boy. Perhaps once he had triumphed over the damned Prince of Darkness he could carry through on forcing him to watch as he took his child… the man had missed a terribly wonderful show the last time when he'd destroyed the mirrors at Kraken and Astarte's domain. He would certainly have to remedy that.
Satan relished the absolutely gratifying mental image of taking Alucard back beneath his wings where he would draw out all those pleasure and pain filled moans that he was completely capable of making when handled in just the right way… the look of horror that would be on his father's face when he witnessed it just made it that much better. Caught up in his overly pleasing thoughts Satan's body responded to the delectable images and he found great amusement when Lilith made some sort of appreciative moan, thinking it had been because of her.
With the woman's full attention still on her want to please him, Satan carefully reached into one of the inner alcoves of his throne and slid out a crystal that glowed brightly in the dim light of the throne room. Carefully he wrapped his fingers around it as he tugged lightly on Lilith's hair to pull her away from her sloppy attentions. The woman leaned back and blinked curiously at Satan before her eyes fell on the purple crystal in his hand, her lip pulling into a frown at the odd thing.
"What is that Master?" Lilith questioned, eyeing the pulsing crystal and noting the agonizing whispers that she could hear from inside of it. The woman startled as Satan's hand dug cruelly into her hair, causing her to give a surprised sound as the fallen angel leaned down to her with narrowed eyes and a gentle but dark smile.
"This, my treacherous little child, is someone I think would love to meet the one that attempted to murder its beloved former host." Satan's lips pulling into a small smile as the first showing of fear started to fall over the woman's face at being called out on her attempt on Alucard's life.
Lilith gasped and started to pull away from Satan but the fallen angel momentarily dropped the crystal and wrenched her up to grab her head within his hands, digging his sharp nails into her horrified face. Growling quietly at the woman in a brief show of his anger that did not yet touch his face, he soaked up her rightfully felt fear as he leaned forward until their lips were just brushing,
"Dear little child… did you think I would not know it was you who took my lovely little Trevor from me? Who I worked so tirelessly to acquire in the first place I might add… Apparently you are far more simple of mind than I thought."
Satan rubbed his thumbs along the woman's cheeks gently as he shushed her attempts to defend herself and blame Legion solely. He would not tolerate such drivel or cowardly attempts to twist herself into the damsel that was an unwitting pawn in the plot. Satan knew his daughter. He knew her very well. She was a master at using her sweet face and sweet words to sway others and her jealousy had been apparent from the beginning. Even if Legion had not shown him what Lilith had conceived he would have discovered the truth in very short order.
"I was kind to you in the past when I did not even give you so much as a slap on the wrist for aiding your siblings in your spiteful desire to overthrow me." Satan tsk'd his cowering daughter as he gently pet her hair and enjoyed the tears that were forming in her eyes. It pleased him endlessly to see that fear…
"I am no fool Lilith… you desired my throne just as much as the rest of them but your disgusting infatuation for me swayed you to release me from your collective torments in hopes I would reward you with being my - what did you call it? – dark queen. Silly child… I will never share my throne with anyone. That is my right alone."
Satan tilted his head at Lilith as his ire flared up dangerously to darken his corrupt veins, the splintered and creeping black veins pulsing obviously against his skin to finally hint to his daughter just how deep his anger ran in that moment. It caused the woman to tremble violently and cry quietly in her rising horror and she vainly tried to pull from his deceptively gentle grasp but she cried out when he dug his nails into her face in a silent command to be still. Fearing that it would earn her more of his wrath Lilith immediately stilled and settled for simply staring at her eerily emotionless father in complete and utter dread through her tears.
"Clearly I made a mistake of not reprimanding you in the past, otherwise you may have been deterred from going against my word that Trevor was off limits…" Satan pointed out in a low voice that only caused Lilith to tremble more at the promise that was hidden somewhere in the subtext of the sentence. Her tear distorted and reddened face twisted in her fear as she shook her head at Satan, her pupils shrinking into mere specs as she witnessed her father's veiled quiet wrath. Satan took the utmost delight in that and shuddered in his appreciation of such glorious terror.
"I do not make the same mistake twice…" Satan whispered almost sweetly as he pressed his lips against hers in the shadow of a true kiss before pulling back to stare at her with flaring golden eyes that finally betrayed the rage that his face did not obviously show. The sight caused Lilith to blanch severely and sob openly as she begged for her life in a cracking hoarse voice but it only fell on deaf ears. Satan lifted his thumbs to Lilith's eyes, forcing her to close them against the prodding touch as he leaned close to her ear, finding pleasure in the way she trembled and cried for him. Such a beautiful sound. "…it is time you learn the true cruelty of your master, dear daughter."
Before Lilith could get out so much as a breathy cry at his threat, Satan forced his thumbs down into her eye sockets. The woman screeched as her eyeballs crushed beneath the pressure until they finally imploded in a mix of blood and oozing liquid that leaked out from her ruined sockets. Soaking up her pain, Satan could not help but moan in euphoria at Lilith's pained wails and violent thrashing as he continued to shove her destroyed eyeballs deeper into her skull. When he finally could push them no further in he removed his bloodied thumbs and grabbed one of Lilith's flailing hands and shoved it between his legs to show her just how pleased he truly was by her pain and agony.
"Dear Lilith, you finally got your wish. This was caused by you for once." Satan hissed before he kicked the wailing woman back to slide across the ground, watching in amusement as Lilith covered her destroyed eyes with her trembling hands. He gave a throaty appreciative sound at the sight of the murky blood oozing between her fingers as she cowered and screamed with such agony that saliva dripped from her lips. Pure beauty to his eyes and ears. Satan could easily enjoy this sight forever.
Sighing in content, Satan lifted one of his bloodied thumbs and licked at the delicious substance with a purr of absolute delectation. Nothing was better than the blood of the suffering. Cleaning the blood completely from his finger, Satan plucked the once forgotten Dark Crystal back up to twist in his fingers. He tilted his ear toward it and listened to the dark whispers and wrathful cries that emanated from it, the voices either calling forlornly for their lost soul mate or demanding pain and suffering without care of who received it in its despair. Who was he to not give into such pitiful cries that called for blood? Satan whispered to the trapped demon about the unfortunate fate that had befallen Alucard, taking great interest in the way all the voices screeched in an intermingled wrath while its crystal prison quivered violently within his hands.
"That was only one of your punishments, Lilith. You still have another…" Satan casually admitted to the sobbing woman as he wrapped his fingers around the Dark Crystal tight enough to cause small hairline cracks to form in its surface. "…and I think you may just discover that my punishment was nothing compared to what Galamoth will do to you." On that proclamation Satan shattered the pulsing crystal as Lilith screamed and crawled desperately away from him and his enigmatic dark promise to her.
Satan ran his eyes along his throne room in interest as it darkened significantly and the already frigid temperature dropped far lower to a point he could see his breath obviously in front of his face. The sound of a deep demonic growl fluttered through the space and he watched curiously as the demon bore of Alucard's inner darkness appeared in a whirl of black mists overhead of the cowering Lilith. Satan observed the interesting creature that hovered in the air, having found himself curious of what form the vampire's darkness would take… he was not disappointed.
Settling himself in his throne comfortably to watch what was to come; Satan smirked at the reptilian like form before him that reminded him very much of the Demoness in general build though he was not surprised by that. All these crystal demons seemed to possess similar body types but whereas the Demoness held more of a feathery appeal this creature was more serpentine. It held a bulky scaled mass of a body that had thickly muscled arms sprouting from its sides which were covered in golden gauntlets and trinkets down to its claws. This upper girth tapered off into an indistinct gold veined tail that whipped wildly through the air that spit sparks of electricity from time to time.
Satan let his eyes trail back up to the pale heaving muscular figure that was embedded into the scaled mass of the upper half, its sinewy arms twitching as it ran a taloned hand along its scaled lower girth in a near loving way. He couldn't help but find amusement in the creatures want to try to mimic Alucard's features to some extent, considering their original bond it seemed fitting. The mimicry, though similar, was not complete and the being held a distinct look all its own. This creature's tangled hair was a deep shade of black, its pale body was far sicklier in color and thicker in its musculature, and there were cracks that broke deep into the creature's body in almost runic patterns which were not usual for these type of crystal ensnared demons. A twisted batch of black horns sprouted from its head and ran down its back, each horn covered in golden rings that matched the adornments of the oversized arms that hung heavily at its side.
The crystal born creature stared menacingly down at the sobbing woman who, despite her lack of sight, could still feet the monster's presence causing her to shove herself blindly across the cold floor to try and escape it. Satan chuckled at Lilith's fear before he addressed the lightly growing demon that watched the woman intently.
"Galamoth… this is pathetic woman I told you about who tried to kill the one you consider to be your mother, your father, your soul mate. The person that you yearn for but can never be united with as…" Satan paused to consider how to put the former bond before he settled on a word that was close enough. "…intimately as you once were." The demon lifted its vivid green eyes to look at Satan from behind a tangled mess of its dark hair that obscured its face before dropping its eyes back to the retreating Lilith. "Do with her as you want." Satan said as he flicked his hand uncaringly toward his cowering daughter, "Just be sure to make it painful. She made Trevor's near demise agonizing and she deserves to be treated in kind."
Satan's eyes narrowed to slits as the creature, now knowing who to aim its anger at, gave a deep roar that coincided with a scream from Lilith, one of its thickly muscled lower claws seizing the sobbing woman to wrench her up to the pale demon's hissing face. Satan chuckled darkly as the human form grabbed one of Lilith's arms and ripped it clean from the socket with frightful ease and started to do the same with the other but stopped. The demon seemed to decide on a new tactic and began to slowly - painfully so - mutilate, dismember and disembowel the shrieking Lilith.
Apparently the demon was most annoyed by his daughters ceaseless screeching because the first thing it did was break her bottom jaw and tear it away to effectively silence her, tossing the part of Lilith's face toward Satan which he caught to admire. Bit by bit, piece by piece the creature tore into his silently gurgling daughter, meticulously flaying her skin back from her muscles, strip by bloody strip.
Once Galamoth was satisfied with that it pried her muscles up to dig through her organs and pulled them out as it started to break and twist her body within its hands, forcing her into another form altogether which Satan could only describe as a metamorphosis of a sort. It was almost like his treacherous little daughter was being reformed into a lovely little flower… but this flower of agony and blood was far more beautiful than any mere flower could ever hope to be.
Satan found himself beyond gratified to be able to witness this masterful creature's artistic flare of torture and pain as it all of devoured Lilith's fear and agony whilst it sculpted her bleeding pulp of a body. He couldn't help but wonder if Alucard knew just how horrific his darkness was. Likely not. That child had refused it had constrained it completely in his desire to be as close to human as possible. He'd locked this delightful part of himself away and refused to give into its dark embrace… what a pity.
Alucard would have been such a lovely monster if not for his want to cling to his humanity, but then again a creature of darkness that refuses its very nature was such a rare find. Alucard was the only creature he'd ever come across that fought so hard against his dark blood which was so laughably ironic considering who his father was; a man that had embraced his own darkness with absolute ease. Perhaps that was why he humored the boy's desire to be free of such darkness; to preserve the somber little wraith of humanity that could be as lovely as a true monster. Sorrow was just as enchanting as despair or anger after all. Not to mention he finally gave the child's darkness a chance to flourish outside its pretty little cage. It was truly the best of both worlds.
Satan's ears twitched as he heard Lilith gurgle when her tongue was finally ripped out, the only sound she could make in lieu of a scream. Chuckling to himself, Satan squeezed gently at the torn jaw that he held in his hand, running his finger along the bloody teeth and bits of tendon hanging from it. Poor Lilith. She had thought his tortures were cruel but she had not considered the tortures of an insane creature that held such a twisted love for its one time host, proving that love could lead to some of the worst pain imaginable. This was something she was getting to experience firsthand now.
Galamoth's time of freedom from his crystal prison would not last, but in that little bit of time he would ensure Lilith knew that sometimes it is not the wrath of a woman scorned that should be feared but the wrath of someone's inner darkness. Lilith would never forget this lesson. Ever. Since it would be an absolute waste of Galamoth's heartfelt work, which was as much a testament of its affection for Alucard as it was its masterpiece of torment, Satan would make sure his little daughter survived. Death would be too… merciful. It would be far more fitting for Lilith to remain in her constant state of agony as she was forever doomed to her new and far better form of a flower of flesh and blood, surely created to be given to the very person she had tried to kill.
If there were more than one demon per Dark Crystal then my mind canon just likes the idea that all the Dark Crystal demons have similar traits. Similar body structure at least. I liked the Demoness and her overall design so I wanted Galamoth's form to slightly mirror it but with some characteristics of Galamoth's SotN's equivalent.
Short, sweet and to the point. Lilith had to get what was coming to her and I don't push this kinda vengeance off. I KNOW you are sad that Dracula was not the one to get his bloody revenge but I had Lilith's fate planned like this from the beginning.