My Immortal Soul

by DiotimaTheMantinean

In completion of Scav 2021 item no. 199. Ebony Darkness Dementia Raven Way has been magically trapped at a long-winded dinner party in Ancient Greece. She's tired of hearing all about what old men think of love, knowing they'll never understand her relationship with Vampire. But when she mentions demons. she realizes she and Socrates and she may have more in common than she thinks.

Item 199: My Immortal Soul. A page out of a crossover AU where Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way is trapped in a Socratic dialogue with Socrates himself. [Special f4ngz (get it, coz were goffik) points]

Chapter 10

AN: stup flaming you gaiz! If u donut lik my ideas about Forms den fukk off! FANGZ to my friend Κόραξ fur editing 3

I was tired of sitting on the ground because it was making my black corset with red lace that showed off my boobs dusty. I stood up angrily. I knocked over a glass of wine (c for everywun asking its unmixed cuz that's what dey drank in old times!) and it looked lik blood.

Alcibiades yelled when the wine got on his toga. I put up my middle finger at him.

The kithara player in the corner wus playing and it sounded like a combintion between Slipnot, MCR, and Apollo himself. I wanted to go over to him sexily but the old men are all in my way.

Socrates stood up annoyedly. His beard was gross. He was abot to ask me questions again!

"I just want to go home! I hate you effing PREPS! I told you, I'm from HOGWARTS!" I screamed.

"It looks as though I know nothing. Tell me, what is a prep? Are you one?" Socrates whimpered.

I stamped my foot. He really was an idiot! "NO! For the last time, I'm GOTHIC! I like demons and stuff!" I sighed.

"What? What do you mean, O Ebony?" Socrates screamed.

"Preps are losers! They don't understand us and they get in the way! They're all idiots!" I hollered.

"So it would seem. Tell me more about the demons." Socraties cried.

"LIke I would ever tell you anything about how cool me and my friends are." I said. I turned away yo go out back into the courtyard. I was tired o f the old men.

"BUT WAIT! What if I said I think I, too, have been followed by a demon?"

I gasped. "Socrabes… your… A SATANIST?!"