Disclaimer: Refer back to Chapter 1.
A/N: This is dedicated to my very good friend and an endless source of inspiration for me…Fallacy!
Fallacy, actually, all of the Heat x Sera fics here are for you! I hope you enjoy them! I've made them in different "flavors", so to speak.
Well, they're actually "Sorry Fics". I'm still working on the other fic you've requested from me…So, until I finish it, I wrote these for you so the wait won't be too long. But, I really do hope you enjoy these three H/S fics.
WARNING: AU, OOC, LANGUAGE, LIME, IMPLIED SEX, LEMON
Chapter 2: Succubus
They weren't all as evil as they had been depicted as…They weren't the malevolent spirits that they had all read about in books either.
They weren't the tools of lust either…Not really.
'Not all of us…'
She sighed. She had just taken another man…She looked back at her former lover. He had been exhausted after their coupling.
She frowned and looked at him sadly.
She shook her head; he had told her…that he loved her.
'Love…' she trailed off. She narrowed her silver eyes, 'He doesn't know the meaning of it. It's all a lie.'
Yes. It had been. She had invaded the man's dreams…and had given him all that he had desired…He had coveted her.
And she in turn, needed him. It was the perfect relationship. That was why she had visited him tonight…To seal the pact.
She shook her head and there vanished into thin air.
She had walked this earth long before any of those structures…those animals…those people and their ancestors.
'I've already walked this earth…even before their ancestors had been conceived…'
But of all the men that she had taken…and killed…none of them could please her. No. No one. They had all been different. They were from different races, different ages…and of different faiths.
But they all had two things in common.
One. They had all succumbed to the call of lust…They had all crumbled at the sight of her beauty and had given up everything to feel her soft caress…
The second thing that they held in common was that…
'They had all said the same things to me…' she thought with disdain.
They had all said that they loved her.
She narrowed her eyes; no. They couldn't have meant it.
'Of course not. I had them under my spell. There's no way…'
When she had heard those words, being uttered by the most desperate of lips, she had scoffed at him and killed him without a second thought.
When she had heard it over a hundred times, she raised an eyebrow in mere citation of the words, noting their expressions of ardent as they died upon her hands.
When she had heard it over a million times…over the centuries…it was then that her curiosity had began to steadily rise.
What was this love that they all spoke of?
She had heard it too many times…But she had yet to find its meaning. What she knew about it was that it was what humans would tell one another when they feel utter affection…and devotion to the other.
That was love.
She blinked; she didn't understand.
She didn't even understand why she was curious either. How was she then, supposed to understand something as abstract as that?
She frowned.
No. She must be contented with what she had. Like all beings in this world, they all must obey laws; it was either from nature itself…or from a higher being.
She too was to submit to such laws…
And that law stated…that she needed them in order to sustain her existence.
'Love indeed…!'
But then, there was the issue of them, of their kind, of being evil. She laughed at that.
'The term evil is too…subjective…What do they call it again? Those humans…? Aa…They call it 'prejudicial' or…'discriminatory'.' She laughed at that.
Humans were a pathetic species to her.
'Nothing but hypocrites…!' she growled to herself.
They speak of demons and angels…not knowing that such labels were just that; mere labels. They had forgotten their own teachings. They teach their children not to hate…not to judge…but it was they who practice quite the opposite.
She frowned; their kind killed to survive. And if exploiting their own lust to be used against them was wrong…then the same could be said about the hunting of bears when they hibernated within their dens during winter!
Silly humans…
'They often ridicule…what they cannot understand…' she thought, shaking her head in regret.
'That's why humans…are unworthy of this world…That is why they are prey to beings such as I!'
But once more, she must repeat herself.
'Not all of us are evil…Do not judge so hastily…'
xxxxx
She sat atop the building, breathing the cool autumn air…When suddenly, an aura caught her eye.
She froze. She looked down and there, she saw from where the aura had been emulating. She smirked; it looked like she found her new target.
Aah…
He was a worthy opponent. She read him like an open book. He was forthright…he was strong…successful…
He was…
She licked her lips, "He's mine."
He was a tall man; above average in height. He had a distinct color of hair and eyes; blood red. She liked that.
He was buffed and built.
She laughed at that, 'Perhaps even enough to satiate my thirst…'
He was what she would call "attractive". But it wasn't his appearance that attracted her to him; it wasn't just that. It was his powerful aura. In the midst of the crowd, his aura stood out, beckoning to her.
How could she resist? How could she turn down such a challenge?
She hovered above him, watching his every move. She watched him as he walked along the crowds…hovering just above his head.
Where was he going? She blinked; wasn't it time to retire for the night…? She frowned as she saw him enter a building. Landing on her feet, she followed him. She looked around her and saw many people. She knew what this place was…
This was where all of the diseased ones go.
Aa…She understood now.
He was a physician.
This was where they were treated. She saw him enter the elevator; alone. She followed him in, hiding her bat wings within her skin. No one saw her of course…No. Humans were as blind as a bat…
'Or even more…' she giggled.
Suddenly she stiffened as she saw her mate stiffen as well. The man raised an eyebrow and spoke, "What was that…? I could've sworn I heard someone…"
She was taken aback.
'He could…hear me…?' she asked in disbelief, her silver eyes glowing in glee.
That had never happened to her before. No mortal had ever sensed her presence before.
Never.
'It could have been a coincidence!' she growled.
"There it is again." the man spoke once more.
She stiffened; no…It wasn't mere coincidence.
He knew she was there. For the first time in centuries, she smiled, her heart feeling lighter. Her target…her mate…He was indeed interesting.
Yes; he piqued her interest.
xxxxx
She had been watching him for over a week now…And no, she had not visited him at night…or had invaded his dreams.
There was something else that drew her to him.
It was something…that he did.
She was curious.
The other day, she had watched him help a stranded person in the middle of the road with a broken down car…for no apparent reason without asking anything in return. He had helped fix the car…
In another occasion, she had seen him aiding an elderly woman across the street…Again, he did it without reason of compensation.
He had taken his personal time to visit his patients…and converse with them on a personal basis. He had wanted to befriend them and he did…
'So many of these humans seem attracted to him!' she thundered, feeling her chest constrict as she thought more about it.
'He's been claimed!' she thundered, 'I've already claimed-'
She suddenly stopped. She had been mistaken. No. She had not claimed him. Not yet. She frowned; she just couldn't bring herself to do it…
If she did and visited him at night…then…this phenomenon which she had observed in him for the past week would simply…vanish…If not, it would become corrupted. And she didn't want that.
She gasped.
Surprised at herself, she blinked.
And now, the sun had long set and the night was getting darker and later…She knew that he should be retiring. She had expected him though to feel lust as she had seen that he had been without female company for such a long time…
She was surprised to know that he felt no such thing.
She frowned and then grinned, 'I can help with that…!' she giggled.
She suddenly stopped as the man she was following stopped and turned around, looking straight at her.
She froze, her silver eyes on his, his red eyes on hers.
She blinked but he didn't. She sweat-dropped. No; he couldn't see her. He was looking right through her.
But one thing was certain; he really did feel her. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought of it. 'This human…has a bond with me…?'
It was a curious bond that she had never thus far encountered. For the first time in her life, in her almost a millennia of existence, she was flabbergasted.
xxxxx
She stood there in the middle of his room, watching him with hungry eyes as he undressed himself, preparing to retire for the night.
She watched him curiously, "Why is it that you can feel me human…? What power have you to perceive a being such as I?"
She stopped again as he turned to her direction.
He shook his head, "I must be going crazy…" he told himself.
She chuckled, "He's…what humans would call…'cute'…" she giggled.
A few moments later, he was asleep. She flapped her wings and there hovered right above his head. He was dreaming right there…and she was but an inch away from invading it and making him hers…
But she held herself back.
Why?
'You interest me mortal…' she said as she rested her chin upon her folded arms as she floated right above him.
She looked at him and saw his sleeping face. He was indeed a beautiful man…No…that wasn't the word. He was handsome…highly attractive.
She frowned at him, "I shall return to you…soon enough mortal…" and with that, she disappeared.
She may have taken interest in him, but that did not stop her from feeling the call of hunger. She needed to find someone else that would suit her tastes…
xxxxx
Another fortnight had passed.
She couldn't believe it. She had watched all of his movements…She even memorized how he would smile…
Her heart stopped at that.
'I've never felt this way…about a mortal before…'
No. Never.
The more she watched him, the more familiar he became to her…The more attached she became…
It was then that she realized that she liked seeing him. She liked watching him…And just within her thoughts, she would like it…if he liked her back.
She frowned then, "I can make him like me…!" she said, her silver eyes shining, "I can make him want me in ways that he had never even thought possible!"
Of course, that wasn't a lie. It had been her ability; to seduce men…But the real question was, did she want to?
She frowned. How easy it would be to just…seduce him and have him and dispose of him. But as she remembered his smile…his deep eyes…
She just didn't want to do it.
She narrowed her eyes, "You are…a threat to me…" she said darkly, before disappearing, leaving him to remain within his peaceful sleep.
xxxxx
She grabbed her hair and tore off some of its silky ebony strands in frustration. She didn't know why…but now, her disposition about her mortal had gotten worse.
She was supposed to be the mistress of seduction…! She was supposed to be the queen of lust…Men were supposed to be throwing themselves at her…and not the other way around.
She groaned.
She thought of nothing but her interesting mortal. Even when she would lay claim upon her victims, she would accidentally place his face within the fantasy she was to create for her victims, consequently, making her plan of seducing her current victims fail in a most humiliating fashion.
Not only had her victims escaped her clutches, but they had also awakened, disgusted.
After all, it was considered disturbing for lustful heterosexual men to dream of handsome and strong men.
And whose fault was that…?
'Mine…' she thought with a choke.
She had been placing her fantasies with theirs! She snarled. This had gone on far enough. She had long before considered his potential threat to her…she had just not counted it on being this severe.
She made a sour face.
'I shall have you mortal.'
xxxxx
The night had rolled in and once more, she found herself within his bedroom. He was going to retire for the night. Her eyes flashed in anger. She would have her revenge. It had been his fault why she had failed.
Her hunger would not be denied. Her desires would not be subdued. She was going to claim him that night.
'There's no going back! You had caused me enough problems mortal!' she internally seethed.
She had lain there in wait as he got under the covers, pulling his blanket up to his waist, turning off the light.
She waited…She waited there, hovering above him as he steadily sunk deeper in his sleep. She would lie there in wait…
She smirked…He was dreaming…
xxxxx
She flew right out of his dream, with her lips shaking.
'W-what just happened…?!' she asked herself.
No…It couldn't be!
It had been impossible. No mortal had ever thwarted her plans…! Never! It was…
'It's not possible!' she cried.
She flew right out his room and there settled for the roof of the tallest building that she could find. She calmed herself, 'What just happened in there?'
She frowned as she remembered it.
She had appeared in his dream, appearing in a most beautiful and seductive fashion…She had allured him, caressing him…touching him pleasantly, passionately.
But he had resisted and had grabbed her…
Flashback
"What are you doing!?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at hers.
She merely smiled alluringly, batting her eyelashes shyly, "I'm not doing anything that you don't want me to…" she spoke as she pressed her nude body against his.
But he pushed her away and glared, "Who are you and what do you want?"
She was taken aback by his questions; no one had ever questioned her this way! Ever!
"Do you not welcome me milord…?" she asked shyly, her sparkling silver eyes penetrating his strong ruby ones…wanting to expose his weakness; the weakness of all men…
Lust…
He glared at her, "You're trying to seduce me. Why?"
She smiled, "I'm not…I promise…" she told him in the most earnest and genuine way as possible. But he did not believe her and frowned, "…"
She smiled warmly, "I am merely showing you what you desire…"
"I don't want anything from you."
And with that, he disappeared.
She panicked and left his dream.
He had woken himself from the dream. She looked at him and saw him frown. She, in turn, frowned at him. It would seem that her powers were obsolete in comparison to him…She looked at him and was glad that he remembered nothing from his dream.
She glared at him once more. She would not forget this.
End Flashback
She nodded, narrowing her eyes into slits. She understood now…
There was…no lust in his heart.
She blinked. She had never before met such a man. Even priests and monks had lust…All except him.
At that notion though, her heart skipped a beat. She was…glad? She shook her head; why should she be glad? It would make her job impossible to do should no lust be present within her handsome mortal…
But yet, at the same time, she felt…good that he didn't have lust. Why was that so?
'I don't know…' she thought, trailing off. She suddenly had an idea. She smiled; she knew what she must do…
xxxxx
Heat walked along the street with a stoic face. But that didn't mean that he didn't appreciate the day though. On the contrary.
He felt good; he felt refreshed and was ready for the day.
He walked along the busy streets. He was leaving for work. It was near his condo. Besides, he could use the exercise.
He turned a corner and there bumped into someone. He looked and saw that it was a woman and he had knocked her down, sending her to sit on the cold pavement, her purse and its contents splayed all over the place.
"Sorry about that." he said politely, smiling tightly at her.
He suddenly froze. The woman was…beautiful. She was dressed in a thick beige coat and was wearing black high-heeled boots. She had short raven-black hair that only hinted at her mysterious persona. What allured him most were her eyes…
They were the shade of the gentlest and the shiniest silver pools that he had ever gazed upon…
And her lips…Her lips were luscious, full and delicate…Her lips resembled the most juiciest of strawberries…just begging to be plucked…to be kissed.
He snapped out of his daze and focused on the contents of her purse. He grabbed them and handed them to her, scratching his head, "Really sorry…"
The woman smiled, "It's alright…" she said gently, smiling warmly at him, her silver eyes never breaking away from his ruby pools, "It had been…my fault to begin with…"
He blinked as he felt himself being lost in her eyes and shook his head, holding out a hand to her as he stood, "No. It's my fault…I wasn't looking. Here, let me help you."
She smiled at him and took his hand, "Thank you."
He smiled back, "Not a problem. Well, I'll see you around."
xxxxx
She smiled as she watched him walk away. He found her to be beautiful…Well, that was a good thing. She had never done this before…taking a mortal's body…But…she had to. She just had to know more about her special mortal…
But he had turned her charms down…She had made it a point to bump into him…She had made sure that he looked into her eyes so that he may be drawn…And he was; for only a moment though. After that, he had dismissed his feelings as useless and walked away.
He was completely immune to her charms…That was what made her feel upset. But, at the same time, it wasn't a complete loss…
He had thought her to be beautiful. So, she had a good starting point. She would woo him. She would possess him. He would fall for her…and like those foolish men before him, he would proclaim his undying love for her before he died…
She smirked evilly…
She would have him and have her way with him. He would be her faithful slave…
xxxxx
Heat walked along the hallway, in his scrubs and lab-coat. He had another patient waiting at his office. Oh well.
Busy, busy, busy…
He opened the door and there stopped. He smiled as his patient stood and turned around. She smiled at him, "Oh…!" she exclaimed, giggling a bit, placing the back of her hand over her lips, "It's you…!"
He grinned, "Well, it would seem that we had met once more."
He walked over to her and held out his hand, "Well, let me introduce myself." He said with a chuckle, "My name's Heat. Heat O'Brien. Nice to meet you Ms.…" he trailed off, hinting for her to continue the statement.
"Sera…" she said, giggling as she took his hand in hers and squeezed it firmly. "My name is Sera Angel."
It was a complete lie of course. She had no name…
It was an oxymoron as well. A demon calling herself an angel…? A servant of God…? She couldn't help but laugh at that mentally.
He smiled, "Aa…Sera. Well, it's nice to see you again."
xxxxx
The months had flown by and she didn't even notice…She had been within her mortal body and had spent as much time with Heat as possible. He was as she had seen him. He even befriended her in a personal basis…And it was because of that that she found her heart fluttering more often than not. She found herself being lost in his ruby red eyes whenever their gazes would meet…
And as more days passed by…she realized that she wanted to spend her days…and nights with him.
But what made her all the more mirthful was that he was completely immune to her abilities. Her charms did not affect him in the slightest. She had even tried her power of touch once. She had thought that perhaps that could stimulate the hidden feelings of want from him…But he remained ever vigilant and it totally nullified her efforts.
She was disappointed, yes, but was all more happy…
Now, if she indeed…were to spend her life with him, she would know that whatever it was that was between them was…real.
There were no lines of deception or pretend…as with her previous conquests. When she possessed Heat's heart, she would possess it for real.
She smiled at that again.
They had gotten quite close over the months…She had never had this sort of relationship with anyone before…
He had called her a "friend". It was a most gratifying thing for Sera…
'A friend…' she trailed off, 'I've never had one before…' she thought with a smile.
And now, the two had met up once more. They were within a restaurant…an elegant one at that…Sera wore a black dress; a simple spaghetti-strapped dress with a low neckline. It was simple…but she knew that simplicity was what attracted Heat…
That was why she was wearing it.
She smiled though; why had he called her here? Was it to tell her something?
"Heat…?" she asked gently, "What's wrong?"
He chuckled, "Nothing's wrong Sera…Nothing at all."
She blushed, "Um…okay." She darted her eyes left and right, avoiding his intense gaze. She knew it was most unbecoming of her but she couldn't help it. His gaze was directing a most formidable force at her that even she found to be overwhelming.
"So…errr…what are we doing here?" she asked shyly.
Heat smiled at her, "I just want to say thank you."
"Thank…you…?" Sera's heart skipped a beat. She had never been thanked before…
He chuckled, "Yes. Thank you. You've been a good friend Sera. I'm just glad that I met you…"
"Heat…"
He suddenly made for her hand and there she stiffened as his hand held hers affectionately. Sweat was beginning to form all over her body and she fought with all of her will to smile without letting her face quiver with delight.
He sighed, "I'm just worried about you Sera."
"Worried…?"
He nodded, "You're a secretive person…You have no family…I'm just worried about you. You know?"
She smiled at that, "You don't have to worry about that Heat…I'm fine." she suddenly sighed and continued, "I've lived my life without family…I'm used to it. There are times that I get…lonely. But, it's bearable." She smiled warmly at him and squeezed his hand tighter, "I'm happy that I have you as a…friend. I'd be even lonelier without you…"
Heat smiled at that, "Then, it's agreed. Fate really is funny sometimes huh?"
"Fate?"
"Yeah. You could've met someone else at that moment in time…It couldn't have been me. If I had decided to come a bit late to work…then, I would never have met you…" he told her honestly.
She smiled tightly at him. He thought that it had been fate…But little did he know that she had a hand in it.
But nonetheless, she said nothing.
xxxxx
Another month had passed and Sera couldn't be happier. Heat had invited her for dinner again. She was happy…
And he had said that it was to meet someone special…
She felt her heart beat faster at that.
But she had to hurry and get ready. She would be meeting him there…She didn't want to disappoint him.
She arrived at the restaurant that had become their haven and looked around for red hair. She smiled as she saw him. She walked over to him and gave him a simple peck on the cheek, "Hey there."
"Hi." he said as he leaned into her touch and there pulled up a chair for her, assisting her as she sat down. She blushed, "Thank you."
He smiled but said nothing, his eyes never leaving hers. She looked around and saw that it was just she and he, "So, where is this special person of yours?" she asked casually.
Heat chuckled, "Don't worry. Any minute now."
She pouted childishly, "You're keeping me in suspense."
"Heat…?" a female's voice slowly floated in the air. Sera froze and there turned. Her silver eyes met that of the other woman's. Her eyes widened and followed the other woman as she walked over to Heat's side. His arms wrapped themselves around her shoulder and he looked at her, "Sera, this is my fiancée, Argilla."
Sera's world froze at that moment. She could feel her heart harden at that.
'His…fiancée…?' she thought with a choke.
Sera appraised her from head to toe. She was a bit taller than her. She had lively bright pink hair situated in two Chinese buns. Her eyes were bright, containing nothing but enthusiasm…
'And innocence…' Sera thought with disdain…and hurt.
Her skin was pearly-white…and spotless…almost pale.
Sera's stomach churned; she was…beautiful.
She smiled and held out her hand, which Argilla took, "It's nice to meet you Argilla. I'm Sera; Heat's friend."
Argilla smiled at her, "I'm finally able to meet you. Heat has told me all about you…"
Sera smiled…
xxxxx
Sera let her tears fall. Tears…? She had never used to have them before. She snarled angrily. So that was the reason why Heat was immune to her!
'That woman is keeping him from me…!' she thought in contempt. Heat was chaste in both heart and mind…And it was because of that woman…He loved that woman more than life itself…He had been completely devoted and faithful to her that Sera found it…sickening.
She buried her face in her hands as a powerful and painful sensation invaded her system, making her feel paralyzed.
'It hurts…!' she thought, moaning.
She let out a quivering breath. It hurt because she realized…that she had fallen in love with her mortal. 'Heat…!' she choked.
After wailing and crying for an endless amount of time, she finally calmed down. She breathed easily, calming her racing heart. She thought about Heat once more…and moreover, his fiancée.
She narrowed her eyes, 'He may be faithful to her…but that did not mean that she was faithful to him.'
She suddenly stood, sprouting her wings. She knew what she must do.
xxxxx
"Why have you sent for me?" a male voice asked solemnly.
"I am in need of you…"
"Aa…And why should I care?" he asked impassively.
"Brother…please…"
He scowled, "You call me 'brother'? You haven't spoken to me in six hundred years…"
She closed her eyes, "There's no one else."
He grunted, telling her to continue.
"I've met someone."
"…"
"But he is immune to me. He is…forthright and virtuous."
"And?"
"I want him."
"That is outside my jurisdiction, succubus." he told her stoically.
She narrowed her eyes, "I am quite aware of that. But…my mate's source of virtue is outside my jurisdiction."
He caught on and nodded, "A woman."
"It is."
"You want me to seduce her and remove her from him."
"I do."
He raised an eyebrow and looked at his sister, "You've met him…You've acquired a faux body." he deadpanned dryly.
"I have."
"You're…attached to him."
"I am."
He suddenly stood up, his wings spread and she panicked, "Brother. Where are you going?"
He looked at her with the same set of silver eyes and raised an eyebrow, "Where do you think? I need to feed."
She narrowed her eyes, "Aid me."
With his eyebrow still elevated, he asked, "And why should I do that?"
"Because of the woman."
He laughed, "Who are you to say that I might even take the slightest interest in her? You know me and my tastes sister. Don't waste your time. There are other incubi who might be able to help you. But, I, cannot. Fare thee well."
"Wait!"
"What is it?" he asked a bit impatiently.
She knew his tastes alright…That was why he was going to help her. She had seen Heat's woman. She had watched her…
"She…is pure."
Her brother froze and turned to her, "Is she now…?"
Sera smirked within. Her brother would help her now.
"She is…She is alluring…and chaste. She is most pure…mirroring my mortal. They are the perfect match. She had resisted countless of men…"
"Did she now…?" her brother asked, intrigue lacing his voice.
xxxxx
A night had passed and again Sera had met her brother. She walked up to him, "Did you see her…?"
He nodded and grinned, baring his teeth, "Yes…I have…She is…interesting."
Sera suddenly paled, "Brother…you didn't…"
He shook his head, "No…Not yet. I just had to make sure. But I would…tonight."
She frowned, "Do not kill her."
He raised an eyebrow, "Why not?"
She narrowed her eyes, "If she dies…Heat would never be able to notice me then…He'd be too preoccupied thinking of her!" she finished with anger and frustration clear in her countenance.
"Aa…"
She sighed.
"Use this." she told him, handling him a floating glowing sphere. He narrowed his eyes and took the sphere, absorbing it into his body, "You want me to…"
"Aa…" she replied.
She nodded and continued, "Obtain a faux body brother. Meet her…touch her…skin on skin…"
He blinked, "Why?"
She cast her face down, "Do it brother…You might find something that…you didn't even know you were seeking…"
Her words were cryptic…but they roused his interest. "What will I get from all of this, sister…?"
She looked at him, "Love."
xxxxx
Argilla walked along the busy streets; she was in a hurry.
She suddenly stopped and saw that her heel had gotten stuck upon a crack on the concrete pavement.
"Oh God…! Not now…!" she whined as she tried to yank it from there.
"Here," said a cool and soothing male voice, "let me."
She turned and drowned within pools of pure silver.
xxxxx
A month had now passed. And once more, the two demons met upon the roof of the city's cathedral.
"How goes it?"
He laughed, "She had been…chaste."
She narrowed her eyes, "…"
He grinned, "But not anymore."
She widened her eyes and looked at him, "Brother…? You've taken her…?"
He looked at her, "Yes. I have. I must say that she had put up quite a fight."
She narrowed her eyes once more, "You didn't…force her, did you?"
He waved his hand at her, "Force is such a strong word…'Sera'." he drawled out her false name.
"What have you done…'Serph'?" she drawled back, mimicking him, drawling his false name.
"Nothing. I just persevered." He smirked, "I knew she wanted me…It would seem that she wants me more than she wants your mortal."
Her eyes widened at that again, "What has happened…? Were you…successful?"
He knew of what she spoke. He nodded, "Yes. The seed that I had sown in her grows within." he said with firm silver eyes.
She smiled, "I am glad…" He nodded and turned his back. Sera raised an eyebrow, "Brother…what do you plan to do with her…?"
He blinked, "I don't know…"
She smirked; he too had fallen within that trap…He had come to know her…He had spoken with her and had spent countless hours with her…
Aah…
She walked over to him and he turned around to meet her silver eyes. She nodded, "Take her with you…Go…far away from here…And take her."
He smirked, "You want me to disappear right along with her so that you may spend your time with your mortal eh…?"
She smirked back, "Do not feign insult with me brother. I know what she means to you. This bargain is just getting us what we want. No more, no less. We are both to benefit from this. So, I suggest we had better get to it."
He nodded; not saying anything. He knew she was right.
"Aa…"
xxxxx
Sera sat within his living room, looking at him sympathetically. He was drinking heavily.
"Heat…Please stop…Tell me what is wrong…!" she said desperately, her silver eyes glazing over his pitiable form.
Heat shook his head and laughed, "Sera…Aahh…Sera…" he drawled. He turned to her and looked at her lazily, "Tell me, am I a bad person…?"
She blinked, "Of course not! What kind of a question is that?!"
His laugh suddenly vanished and he cried bitterly, "Then how could she do that to me…?"
Sera said nothing but walked over to him, sitting on the leather couch with him, putting a sympathetic arm around his shoulder, "Heat…What happened?" she asked gently.
He did not reply for a moment, his face still buried in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees.
"She…Argilla she…" he paused. Sera slid her palms up and down his back, soothing him, asking for him to continue, "She…she left me."
Sera smirked within.
"Why…?" she asked, gently.
"She told me…that she met someone else…and that she is in love with him." he told her bitterly, raising his head, looking at her with a bitterly smiling face.
He shook his head, "You know…we've been together for…six years. We planned to get married next year…and then this happens." he finished with a sigh.
He shook his head, "She wanted to wait until we got married before we moved in together. I respected that. I had done my duty to her. I had been faithful…I never looked at another woman Sera…" he told her painfully, his eyes pleading for her to understand him, to empathize. His hand sought hers and she met him. Their hands melded together and he furrowed his eyebrows, still looking at her, "I just…I just didn't expect this. I…I should have known that she was…seeing someone else…Oh God, why had I been this stupid!?" he yelled, standing up and turning from her, running his hand through his red hair.
Sera stood as well and had her hands intertwined just in front of her chest, biting her lips, "I'm sorry Heat…"
He walked over to the wall and punched it. Sera's eyes widened as she saw his hand bleed. She ran to him and grabbed his hand in hers, "Heat…! Don't do that…!" she half-yelled in her small and meek voice, concern and affection lacing her every syllable.
Heat looked at her their hands, his blood trickling down onto hers with a wistful thought…Sera…
She was…kind…gentle…She was special. He was glad that he met her. His eyes traveled to her face and saw how adamant she was to inspect his wound.
Her silver eyes met his and there time froze…
Heat's heart skipped a beat, 'What…? This is Sera…! This is just Sera! Get a grip moron!'
'Heat…' Sera inwardly choked, 'Why can't you…look at me…? Can't you see…that I'm here for you…?' she thought painfully, as she continued to hold his gaze, while his in turn, held her prisoner.
He shook his head and cleared his throat, "I'm fine Sera." he told her firmly, retrieving his hand from hers. He walked away from her, "I'll be right back…I'll just clean this up."
Sera watched him walk away, letting a tear trickle down her face. He had rejected her; again. Her heart suddenly felt heavy…as if an invisible force had suddenly taken hold of it…Her breathing became labored as she fought back her tears; tears that were threatening to spill from her silver eyes.
A few hours later, she once more found herself atop the cathedral, waiting. She had put Heat to bed. He had been completely distraught.
She frowned though.
But even in that state, he had remained ever chaste. He did not ask for her company and had even offered that he take her to her home…But she refused and insisted that she stay with him for the night. He had been gracious enough to give her the guestroom. And then…she smiled. He was a true gentleman.
But what made her upset was what she had heard him utter in his sleep. He had uttered her name. He had moaned it painfully.
That was why she was up there in the first place. She was waiting for her brother. She suddenly blinked. She sensed his presence.
"Brother…" she trailed off, still looking at the horizon.
"Aa…"
"What is your plan now…?"
He said nothing. He nodded and there took a seat beside his sister and gazed upon the horizon, "I'm leaving this place…"
"With her." he finished.
Sera smiled; she knew it. But she wouldn't rub it in his face. So, she made no comment about it.
"Aa…When…?" she asked.
"Very soon."
"What do you plan to do…?"
"To live as a mortal." he deadpanned. She blinked and looked at him, "But…!"
He chuckled and grinned at her evilly, "I'm not going to give up my conquests Sera. It's not possible anyway. But…I would like to live life with her."
Sera nodded; she really didn't know what would become of him…and his life with Argilla, nor did she know about her life and Heat…But, they just had to take life as it came. Like her brother, she could not give up her life. There was no way to sever her lineage's line.
But she would love Heat with all of her heart…with the very fiber of her being. And her secret, her true sense of being…it would be something that he would never come to know.
It was a secret she was to have for all eternity…
xxxxx
It had been another month and the two had bonded even closer. Sera was happy…Serph had taken Argilla with him…And she really didn't know where; she wasn't really interested as long as it was far away from her and Heat.
Heat had gotten better.
Well, as much as he could in a month. But Sera could feel his loneliness…It was overwhelming her sometimes…Whenever the sun would set and he would be alone without the prospect of having someone in the future…that was when his ill feelings would reek and run amuck.
That was when he'd crumble…before her very eyes.
She had held him, of course…as tightly as she could.
But she could only do so much…She was willing to give everything that she could to make him love her…But alas, as of now, that seemed more like a fantasy rather than a possibility.
She sighed; again, they were there, at his condo, looking at the window. He had invited her for a get-together…But after the phone-call that he had just had, it would seem that he had lost all interest.
She knew that that call involved his former fiancée. She cursed at that. She walked over to him, "Heat…? What's wrong?"
He turned to her and looked at her sadly, smiling a bit, "It's nothing Sera. Come on. Let's get out of here for a while. Let's get some air."
She smiled at that, "Okay…"
xxxxx
Sera smiled as she breathed in the air…It was a cool night…the breeze was enjoyable, soothing and refreshing…
She and Heat had just finished drinking and dancing. Then, now, they were at the park.
Heat looked at her with amused eyes…She was so carefree…but at the same time, she was so conservative. She was an oxymoron. He looked at her up and down. She was indeed beautiful, and he was surprised that she had no one. No lover…no boyfriend…
She was…alone…
'Just like me…'
She was kind and gentle…She had not abandoned him when he had started to wreck his life. She had encouraged him and had cheered him up. She watched over him diligently…protectively…She had held him at night whenever he would need it…
She held him…affectionately.
As he continued to gaze at her, his blood-red eyes scanning her ethereal visage ever so slowly, taking in her innocent face, her sparkling eyes…and her mesmerizing smile…he suddenly realized…that he was falling for her…
He blinked suddenly and straightened up earning him a curious look from her, "What's wrong?"
His blood rushed through his veins as he heard her siren-like voice. He had heard it a thousand times…and he knew that it was beautiful to listen to…but he had always held himself back…Because it was wrong…
But now…there was no longer any reason to hold back…and so, he relished at the sound of her…at the sight of her…at smell of her…at the feel of her.
'What the hell am I thinking!?' he suddenly yelled at himself, 'This is Sera…! She's a friend damn it!'
And then, there was Argilla. He had been hoping for the last few weeks that she would return to him and that they would pick up where they left off…But as he received the phone-call only a few hours prior, he knew that it wasn't going to happen. She had told him that she was already married…and that she was pregnant.
It had hurt so much, more than words could ever convey. The excruciating pain that she had made him feel was surreal…
That was why he had asked Sera for a party-filled night with him. He needed to release his stress…
He closed his eyes tightly. He knew he felt something for Sera…but right now, his wound from Argilla was still too fresh…too raw. He wasn't ready for another relationship. And who was to say that Sera liked him that way.
For all he knew, she saw him as a friend…or even worse, as a brother.
He blanched at that thought.
"Heat…?"
Her voice roused him, "Huh? Oh…It's nothing Sera. Come on. I'll take you home."
Sera smiled and took the hand that he held out for her. The air had suddenly grown chilly and she shivered. Heat looked at her and noticed how she crossed her arms and huddled to herself for warmth.
He smiled and there put his arms around her, his hand on hers. She stiffened and looked at him questioningly.
"Come on, it's getting cold."
Sera's heart melted at that moment…
It was all…perfect…
'Heat…'
xxxxx
Another two months have passed and Sera found herself by the beach, wearing nothing but a sunny yellow bikini.
It was the weekend and she and Heat had decided to hit the waves…
It was quite early in the morning and the sun was just gentle; not glaring at them.
He sat beside her, "Hey. Aren't you going for a swim?"
She shook her head, "No thanks. I'm fine here…Maybe later."
"Oh come on." he chuckled, "That's why we're here!"
She snorted, "Then why don't you go?"
He frowned, "It wouldn't be any fun alone you know?"
She crossed her arms and lay back on the cool sand, "Well, that's your problem." she giggled as she closed her eyes.
"My problem eh…?"
Sera squealed as she felt herself grabbed from the sand. She opened her eyes and saw that Heat had flung her on his shoulder and was striding towards the ocean.
"Heat!! Put me down!!" she screamed playfully, laughing and giggling as he tickled her thighs.
"No way Sera! I'm not going for a swim alone…!" he told her as he laughed.
Before she could respond, she found herself within the water, He had tossed her into the water and was chuckling. She emerged a moment later, totally wet with a feigned angry face, "Not fair!"
Heat chuckled as he saw her drenched hair, clinging onto her face and her cute pout. At that moment…he just wanted to kiss her…
He stiffened again and let his eyes wander. Her yellow bikini clung desperately to her body…letting him see a hint of the flesh that they were concealing within…
Hot blood rushed to his face.
"Heat! Stop staring you jerk!" she playfully yelled as she started splashing water at him. Heat, focusing on the task at hand tackled her into the water and there…just played.
They both just…let loose.
xxxxx
The sun was beginning to set and the two just sat there, on the sand side by side, amazed at the view.
Sera had never really appreciated this before…Not really. Being what she was, she always waited for the darkness to arrive…so that she may roam the earth…Never had she paid attention to any of these sorts of beauty…and grace…
Today had been perfect…It was just she and he.
Even if he did not love her at the moment…it was fine. Just having him close to her…with his attention solely at her…It was enough.
She sighed.
Heat turned from the horizon and looked at Sera as he heard her sigh. He looked at her…no…he gazed at her.
The sun's rays settled on her smooth skin and made it glow…
Her silver eyes sparkled as if they were diamonds…
His heart stopped as she turned to him, smiling, "Heat…?"
He could feel a lump building within his throat. As she turned to him…Her face was the epitome of beauty…and warmth…
This was the woman that had been standing by him for how many months now…and he didn't even notice…He didn't notice what she really meant to him…
And now, as their eyes continued to gaze upon one another…he no longer denied it. He accepted it. He embraced it.
He was falling in love with her. Suddenly, her hand came up to caress his face, her eyes peering deep into his, worried, "Heat…? What's wrong…?"
He groaned and closed his eyes as her touch awakened within him sensations and feelings that he had never thought possible before…
He felt…soothed.
His hand came up to caress the one that touched his face and he opened his eyes, looking at her, "Sera…" he breathed out.
Sera's heart fluttered and raced as she heard her pseudo name passing through his lips so effortlessly…Oh how she had longed for him to say her name in such a way…
"Heat…" she replied, leaning closer to him, bringing their faces closer together.
They leaned in and there drew even closer together, their eyes closing…Sera's heart raced even faster as she felt his lips on hers…He kissed her chastely…purely.
Heat sighed heavily as he felt her moist lips upon his…He had been denying this for so long…His hidden desires for her. He suddenly stopped and looked at her with shocked eyes, "Sera…I…I'm sorry…"
Sera blinked and looked at him; concerned, "Heat…I…There's nothing to be sorry about."
Heat sighed and there took her hand in his, kissing it gently, "I'm not taking advantage of you…I just…"
"I love you." she said gently, cutting him off.
Now…she knew what it really felt. 'So, this was what love felt…' she said with utter happiness. Before, it had just been words for her. But now, it was meaningful. She wanted nothing more than to wake up next to him for the rest of all eternity. She wanted to be with him always…to hold him, to kiss him…to protect him…
She had never thought…that love could be so…pleasurable…so…fulfilling.
Heat stopped and looked at her, "What?"
She smiled, "I said I love you."
His trembling hand came to cup her face and there massaged her skin gently. She leaned into his touch and nuzzled her face against his palm, "I love you Heat…"
He smiled languidly at that, "I love you…Sera…"
Sera's heart leapt as she had heard the words that she had been dying to hear from him…And now…it was there…He had said it…He had uttered it. He had confessed it to her. There was nothing more in this world that she would want…than to make love to him; and seeing that they had both confessed their hidden feelings for one another, there was no other reason why they should hold back…
No sooner than she had thought those thoughts that she had found herself on her back, kissing her mate, her mortal, arduously as he nestled himself in between her legs.
The sky had grown dim by now and the water continued to rise, almost meeting their feet…By neither cared. The soothing sounds of the waves hitting the sand were like a melody to them…They were within their paradise…
Heat supported his weight with his elbows as he got on her fully, making himself feel comfortable. She was moaning in his mouth as his tongue flicked on hers challengingly. She took up his challenge and there their two tongues dueled for supremacy. Her heart raced as they continued their ardent kiss. Heat pressed himself further against her, just letting all of his feelings of want overflow from his spirit, onto his body…and now, onto hers as well.
From her mouth, he trailed wet kisses on her throat and then on her collarbone. She moaned as his lips suddenly came back up so that he may kiss her neck. She turned her head to the side, closing her eyes, a smile on her lips as he continued his ministrations.
Heat growled impatiently and suddenly made for her bikini top, slowly untying its knot in front. She didn't object. A moment later, it was off from her. Heat raised his head and was met with a beautiful sight; the beautiful sight of her ample breasts, greeting him good evening. Hot blood rushed to his head and there, he dove for her aforesaid breast, taking her sensitive flesh into his hot and hungry mouth.
Sera whimpered and clutched fistfuls of his bright red hair in her hands, gritting her teeth and suppressing a loud moan as he bit her pink nipple roughly.
"Heat…!"
A moment later, she found herself completely nude…Her heart-rate climbed in anticipation.
Heat massaged her breasts appreciatively as he kissed her neck, marveling at her feel…
'Argilla would've tasted like this…'
'…!' he suddenly thought, 'This is Sera…! Sera…!' he mentally shouted at himself.
Pushing thoughts of Argilla out of his mind, he rose from her and grabbed her legs, spreading them wide apart. His manhood had been denied for far too long; it had been restrained far too much. It was enough to test the patience of a saint. And God knew that he wasn't one.
As he prepared to enter her, his eyes meandered over to her face, expecting to see her bright silver eyes and her warm smile…but instead…
He froze as he saw Argilla's face; he saw not Sera's sparking silver eyes but Argilla's glowing pink pools. He saw not Sera's warm smile but Argilla's seductive pout. He blinked and suddenly stopped. 'What…? What… am I doing in here…? What the hell am I doing with Sera…?'
Sera saw the doubt in his eyes and her heart suddenly froze. She immediately sat up and cupped his face, "Heat…? What's wrong?"
He shook his head, "Sera I…"
"You what…? What's wrong?" she asked, attempting to quell the growing fear within her. Her heart beat erratically as the seconds came and went without him answering her questions. He just continued to sit there, in front of her with his ruby eyes penetrating hers…stripping her bare naked. His eyes were like sharp pointed needles that were simultaneously stabbing her…She didn't know how much more of this she could take…!
Heat continued to appraise her…making sure that he missed none of her details. His heart burned and his stomach churned. No…She wasn't…She wasn't Argilla.
'She could never be Argilla…' Heat thought painfully.
"Sera…I'm sorry."
Sera bit her lip; what did he mean. "Heat…? What…?" she asked meekly.
His hand cupped her face, his eye softening as he did, "I'm sorry…But we can't do this."
Sera's heart stopped and her eyes widened, "W-why not…?" she stammered.
Heat sighed and looked away, "I…I'm not ready for this. Argilla…"
Sera began to feel her anger and disappointment rise; but moreover, she felt pain overwhelm her senses, "Argilla's gone…! Can't you see that!?"
Heat frowned and touched her face once more, and smiled ruefully, "That's the point Sera. I…I love her."
"But…y-you love me too…right…?" she asked desperately, whispering, letting a lone tear trickle down her face.
He sighed and closed his eyes, letting his hand drop from her face, "I love you Sera. But…I'm not sure about by how much." He opened his eyes and looked directly at her, "You are a very special person to me Sera. But, if we do this now…I might lose you one day…and I don't want that. I don't want to regret anything…And as for Argilla…" He sighed as he paused, not knowing that by each word he spoke from his lips, that a small piece of the woman in front of him dies, "I love her so much Sera…I love her even more than life itself. I'd…I'd wait for her…Even if it takes forever."
Sera's world crumbled as she heard his last sentences. She had failed. Even with Serph's help, she had not been able to achieve what she had wanted. Even in the face of salvation, Heat chose damnation…He did it because of love.
He loved Argilla…that much.
Sera didn't know what to do at that moment; she wanted to scream, to shout…to hurt someone…to hurt herself…But she just sat there…motionless…numb…
He sighed again and there gathered their scattered clothes, handing hers to her, "Here. Come on. I'll take you home…"
She could only nod.
xxxxx
Sera cried atop the cathedral. Serph and Argilla had long been gone. And now, she was alone. She was angry…and hurt. She just didn't understand why. She didn't comprehend Heat's reason at all.
'Why can't he love me…?!' she internally shrieked, 'Why can't he forget about her!? Can't he see that she had betrayed him?!' she mentally seethed.
Didn't Heat see how much devotion and love she had for him…? Weren't her efforts enough…? She shook her head; perhaps…it just merely wasn't enough. She narrowed her eyes, 'No…! I won't give up…! I won't…! I've come too far…!' she told herself desperately.
She let out a staggering breath, "You'd love me Heat…You'll see…You'll see how much you've made a mistake of thinking about that…that bitch!"
xxxxx
"How did you…?" Heat asked, stammering.
Sera shook her head, "Heat…You wanted to see her again, didn't you? Well, this is it; this is your chance."
Heat ran his hand through his hair, "Argilla…" he spoke absentmindedly. Sera bit her lip as she heard her rival's name but nonetheless said nothing. He was still as in love with her as the first day she met him. But what bothered her all the more was what he had said to her all those days ago at the beach.
He had said that he loved her. Was that still true? And if it was, what sort of love was it…? Was it the kind that she wanted to feel for herself…?
She shook her head mentally; she already knew the answer to that question. As he had said her rival's name in his sleep every given night…As he had moaned her name desperately only a moment prior…she knew what he felt.
"Come on."
Wordless, he nodded.
An hour had passed and now, they found themselves within his car parked by the side of the road, in front of a big house…They were in the suburbs.
The two waited in his car as they watched the house in front of them. Heat's eyes were fixed on the door…waiting for something, anything to happen.
A moment later, his wish was granted. The door slowly opened and there, walked out, the love of his life; the woman who continued to hold his soul prisoner. She was the woman who tortured his mind and heart…never once giving him a second of peace of mind…No; she would always be there…to haunt him even in his dreams…
It was early on in the evening. She was wearing an elegant black dress that accentuated her curves. Heat could feel his longing for her intensify…And there, his fantasizing was broken as he saw another person follow his former fiancée.
His heart sank as he beheld the silver-haired man who walked over to her and took her hand in his…He watched with a heavy heart as he saw the aforesaid silver-haired man stroke her flat belly lovingly…affectionately, while whispering to her.
Heat's throat felt very dry. Such ministrations and gestures only meant one thing…and it confirmed her phone-call. She was going to have a baby…
'She's going to have his baby…' he thought sadly, bitterly.
He looked at her again. He could see the happy and mirthful smile that she had possessed…and there…felt his heart die…His red eyes lost their glow as he continued to watch them. They looked so happy together. He sighed; perhaps it was foolish to hope for anything more.
He shut his eyes tightly and started the car's engine. A moment later, they drove off.
Sera remained as quiet as she could, not making a peep of a noise. Heat needed the silence. She knew what he was feeling; after all, she too dealt with it ever given day and was still dealing with it as she thought of it. It was the feeling of utter devastation.
She wanted to wrap her arms around him…and tell him that it would be alright…But she couldn't. He needed to deal with this on his own…And when he had accepted fate, she would be there for him, with open arms…
xxxxx
Sera moaned as she felt his essence enter her. She opened her eyes and touched his face gently…
"I…I love you…" he muttered, exhausted.
She smirked; he may be exhausted but she was far from finished with him…And so, she continued her ministrations, the man beneath her squirming. She merely laughed. She had thought that with his body that he would be enough to satisfy her…But it would seem that she was mistaken…
For a moment later, she heard a distinct snap. She looked at him and saw agony in his face. She knew what it was…He had broken his hip bones. Oh well…He was useless to her now…And so, she gave him a fiery kiss…A kiss that would suck the life out of him. A moment later, the deed was done.
She had sustained herself for another night.
'Aaa…'
She got off of him and prepared for flight when she looked back at him, feeling an unpleasant feeling within her gut.
She bit her lip; what was this feeling…? She felt bad…for killing him…? Was this the effect of being…human?
She roughly sucked in the air, 'No. I am what I am. I can't change that.' With that conviction, she flew from her former mate's window.
She whipped through the air and there landed softly on the floor, once again, in her human faux body. She walked over to his condo and there rang the doorbell. She was worried about him. He hadn't spoken much to her ever since they had covertly visited Argilla and her brother. Sera felt a pang of pain within…and along it, a dose of envy.
Her brother had succeeded where she had failed. He had found love…She saw it in his eyes. He may deny it to her or to others of their kind, but she knew what she saw in him that day. He had found love within a mortal.
She shook her head; no. The war had yet to be lost…hence, she would fight with all of her might to win.
She frowned as he didn't answer. She blinked and tried again. No response. She narrowed her eyes and there passed through the door, using the astral plane. Once inside, she looked left and right.
No. He wasn't there.
She knew that he had not left. The lights were still on. She walked further within, "Heat…? Are you home?"
Of course he was. His car was still parked outside. She walked with steady light steps to his bedroom. She had never once stepped foot in it; well, not literally. As a human, she had never walked in it.
She knocked softly, "Heat…?"
Worry began to seep within her system as she thought she smelled ominous air reeking from his room. Without further thought, she threw the door opened. She saw him on his bed, asleep.
She walked over to him and there touched his face, "Heat…? Wake up…"
She stiffened as she was met with the strange air once more. She touched him and shook him gently, "Heat…? Please wake up…"
But he didn't. Pain gripped her heart and there she entered the astral plane once more, looking deep into his dreams. When she found…none.
She immediately returned to her faux body and shook him furiously, screaming, "Heat…! Heat! Wake up!!"
Tears began to trickle down her face and there she wailed uncontrollably as she realized that he wasn't going to wake up.
She had seen it…
He did not dream…His soul had long vacated his body. He was gone.
She fell on his chest and there pounded on him with her small fists, "Heat…! Why!? Why did you do this!? You said you loved me! You said that I was special to you!!! So why…!?" she cried.
"Wasn't I good enough to love?!" she wailed in incredulity, "Wasn't I worthy enough…?!"
She had screamed and yelled and asked him over and over. But no matter how many times she would call out to him, she knew that he was never going to answer back.
Sera continued to weep there…cursing the gods…cursing the world for making her feel…human.
xxxxx
It had been three nights now since Heat's death. Sera hugged herself as she sat atop the cathedral. She had always been alone…She had walked this earth alone…without the presence of others. And not once did it bother her.
But now…
This was the first time that she had felt so utterly alone…and lost.
She didn't know what to do…
She closed her eyes as she felt a slight prick in her heart. She had been feeling it since Heat's death…But it wasn't because of heartbreak. No.
She hadn't fed in days…and she could feel herself diminish little by little as the seconds ticked by. But she didn't care.
Hunger was something that she could forego. What was hunger in comparison to the feeling of unrequited love…?
"Love…?" she suddenly yelled, "Love?!"
She suddenly grabbed onto her hair and pulled its silky ebony locks painfully as she cried. Love had done nothing but hurt her. She sobbed uncontrollably. Heat's death had been the most painful thing that she had ever had to feel.
It had been…unbearable…
And it still was.
The times that she had spent with him…were her happiest. Before him, life had been but a blur to her. Nothing was worth remembering. Nothing was worth enjoying…Nothing was worth appreciating. But when he had entered her life, everything that she had ever done, all the years and centuries that she had spent…seemed insignificant in comparison to the short, but love-filled days that she had had with him.
All of her beliefs…had been thrown in shambles. Nothing made sense…And it was then…that she had wanted to become human. She had wanted to become a part of his life…
She had loved him so much…She still did. She had done everything to gain his love…and yet, nothing had been enough. She hated herself; she cursed herself. If only she didn't feel love…she wouldn't feel this way now.
If only she hadn't fallen in love with him…
Her tears cascaded down her face…And it was there that she stiffened, "Demons don't have tears…" she said aloud, shocked at her discovery.
She narrowed her eyes still, her tears continuing to flow relentlessly. She hated having this feeling…
She suddenly bit her lip as she felt an intense feeling in her chest and within her abdomen. She knew what it meant…She was weakening…She was diminishing into nothingness…
No longer having the strength to hold her integrity, she slowly lay on her side, clutching her abdomen as she writhed in pain.
Heat had told her once, that he had loved her too…She smiled at that. That was the only thing that she felt that alleviated her pain at the moment…But she supposed that that love wasn't enough. In the end, he still chose Argilla.
She closed her eyes…She understood now. She had understood why Heat had done what he had done. He had left this world…for love. Just as she had forgotten herself…he had forgotten himself as well, only thinking of that person he would never have…
And then, in the end…his body had given up…Just as hers was beginning to as well.
She slowly sighed and relaxed her weary body. She smiled ruefully, "So…this is what it really means…to love." She laughed bitterly. To love…was to experience pain and anguish…That was the true definition of love. Sacrifice. Devotion. Faith. Pain.
Now…she would leave this world, not full of regret…but with painful mirth. Now that Heat was gone, she realized that there was no longer any reason to continue her pitiful struggle which she called living.
And what if someone else came along?
She shook her head, "No…He's the only one." She knew it of course. Just as Argilla had been the only one for him, he was the only one for her.
"Heat…"
Her heart beat for the last time.
They weren't all evil. Not really…She had been…lost. And now, she had become something different; something totally different from the demons that she had been depicted as.
She had come to know of love…
She wasn't a demon. She was human…
She may have wings and a tail, but she was human…in all the ways that mattered.
xxxxx
FIN
A/N:
Incubus and Succubus: They are said to be the offspring of Satan and Lillith, the first wife of Adam before Eve, who was hungry for power and was overly lustful.
The "sphere" (in this fic, I've used a sphere, but it could be anything) that succubus (cannot mention name!) gives to incubus is the semen or sperm that she had acquired from her last victim. The incubus uses this to impregnate the woman he copulates with.