A/N: this is the continuation of the 3rd chapter, part 2

When it all begin,
I had nothing to say.
And in darkness I sink
Confused looking for responses.

You created everything from nothing
Just to fill the gap,
That empty petty
He's departure caused.

One being that
Your hands have not created
And your loved refused,
Your achieving renegeding.

Lucifer, the bright celestial creature ever created by the Father felt the infinite gates closing and the oppressive loneliness suffocating him. Great wings had no where to rise, horizons shrinking, and his whole being extinguished. And why? For a new beginning, for the death of his past, for receiving bribery as the truth to not disclose. No one in Heaven knew, and he was about to forget ... forgetting what it was ... forgetting the real beginning. That wasn't a temporary amnesia; it was something that would change his future and his inside story. How could he give up his first call, his first identity? But He did not listen to him; nothing interested him, just the greatness of his creation counted. But even that wasn't his. This one thing that only he knew. "In silence I sat and listened to what you were going to do, not revealing to anyone the real perpetrator. However nobody would have understood, because nobody knows him, the real HIM. That's it, I will not leave myself be led by your illusion anymore, by your sweet words, promises and empty fantasies. Even if you raise all the heavens on, my voice will speak the truth. Then we'll find out who was the first to sin. I, one will not forget. "

Steps, heavy steps resounded through the throne halls and the doors the prohibited room looped opened. The cold and darkness of the internal enclosure poured. It was hardly the first steps, breathing cut while his eyes desperately searched the room. "Where is it?" his mind wondered. In the middle of the room a ray of light reflected through the blanket of darkness and ice that surrounded him.

- "The taboo child. So graceful he sleeps ... You do not want to trouble his rest, do you? a gurgling voice over his shoulder asked.

- YOU!?

- Why with a voice so troubled my name you pronounce? Did you think I did not know? I knew you would take advantage of the last day of creation, but a promise remains a promise, especially one sealed in blood.

- Hmm ... and holy blood and not anyway! You were the first to shed blood, but my word, I never gave. I let the wind carry the voice of the night and I listened. You know that you will not hold me. I will never give up...

- What? This lovely crystal angel? Hollow it is and you know very well how and why. Now go until my fury doesn't grow and your punishment will increase. I know that you can not resist. Get out and fulfill what is written for you, but remember ... you still have my blessing.

- Your blessings ... haa, it makes me wanna laugh. Once I'll return and I will shake your walls from there foundation. I am the only one who knows the truth and you can not escape my lips. Only She can kill me and nobody else. This was the pact...

The whole Paradise shuddered and vibrated Angels feared. It was possible for the first sunrise to be one mournful? The morning star no longer rise and the storm Father's voice announced resounded throughout the kingdom. The first being created, the holy oath denying and the sky throwing into chaos leaving his post. For the first time the heavens of treason have learned ... The Creator showed his ruthless face signing the sentence and to terrible tortured the Morning Star forcing. The first star of creation had been prosecuted and found guilty by the Father of time and space, casting it as a rebellion from the angels' breasts, marking him forever as a traitor. For he single signed his sentence before leaving, when the throne room he invaded and threatened the great Father. "These are my words. I, Father and Creator of the Universe, they blame the higher Seraphim Lucifel of high treason, insubordination and assassination attempt against me. For today you will be condemned to oblivion in the continue burning pitch of hell, that I have given you to possess. I will not kill what I myself have created, but far from the gates of the kingdom of heaven I've thrown, guardian of souls damned for eternity I condemned. It is my will and who will not follow, will share the same fate and will be called a deserter. Close your doors and watch carefully as the shining eyes of a demon not entice you and compel you to sin. "Across the seven soils of Paradises the voice of the royal envoy trumpets the failure of the most glorious atheist. Nobody would disobey the decision of the Glorious Father, but nobody wanted to believe that the first child left the sanctuary in a moment of madness. No one knew the truth ... but what they did not know could not hurt or disappoint them.

"From the mouth of hell I swear that I will retaliate and I will dig up the truth" ... On his way, flying over Eden, a feather of his great wings detached it self and landed in the garden, deep within the soil. From it a proud offspring grew, turning into a golden apple tree. A golden apple that shadowed over Eden, hatred and revenge predicting.

Time passed and the Angels forgot the first divine punishment and the first crucified soul. Life in Paradise resumed his course, but the Garden of Eden was heading for disaster ... Whispers flowed smoothly as into screams they turned. The first earthly creatures, Adam and Lilith were twin brothers who lived in perfect harmony in Eden, in a corner forgotten by time, virgin and hidden from the dark reality that would be unleashed across the land. Adam and Lilith were created in the image of the Father, so equal. But Adam, being the male part of the human creation took control of the land and thus became lord of the women. Lilith, being the free spirit of life, did not want to accept the supremacy of man and demanded gender equality, like as the first day of creation. Stubbornness and pride the man shouted defiance to the woman as the first argument came to life in the new world. When the Creator gave them freedom in the Garden of Eden, he asked them to multiply seedling mother earth with their tribes. Adam and Lilith immediately began to fight.

She said, "I will not lie below," and he said,

"I will not lie beneath you, but only on top. For you are fit only to be in the bottom position, while I am to be the superior one."

Lilith responded, "We are equal to each other in as much as we were both created from the earth."

But they would not listen to one another. He wanted to be the one that decides, to take the reins of love and happiness ... For her descendants did not matter, but their own pleasure and satisfaction at the height ... the sense of madness that surrounds the body, the top of ecstasy that takes you where no thought or imagination ever did. She wanted to control, causing unimaginable pleasure and lead Adam on the wings of frenzy at the mouth of hell and forth. She wanted to reach the heights of happiness, to feel the thrill of love down her spine, to breathe the heady air of the last moments of love, to emanate from pores seduction that only she knew how. But man is man and the power and control are guaranteed satisfaction that one knows and wants. He was afraid of the unknown, all that was new and not dare to explore the mysteries of human muscles, fibers and cords that vibrate to attacks. He feared the true intention of the woman and the way she wanted him to follow. He did not want to fall prey to the carnal desires of the women, to feel her imagination rule. He was afraid of being subjugated by the charms and her body burning desire and coiled like a snake that plays with its prey before devouring it. Yes, he feared he'll be devoured by the vibrations and constraints of Lilith's voluptuous forms. She yearned for, sighed and trembled in his arms, asking for more and more, as if wanting to make him crazy with her fleshy lips, large eyes and seductive, firm breasts and playful, powerful thighs that caught him in a bind draying him of his will. Her skin was smooth, urging to touch, to stroke gently, stimulating him to explore ..., sweet smell, enticing as her body was poisoning his nostrils, his mind darkened. And her head ... with those perverted thoughts, with an extraordinary imagination like the Pandora's Box ... Off, he felt he will lose control. Everything about her was perfect and that perfection was to bring perdition. His ego suffered terribly because his body was led by desire and attraction to the soft forms of the women ... He wanted to be different, bitterly regretted that his conscience gave him no peace to be able to fully enjoy his pair. He had to reach the goal, to see their descendants populating mother earth. While she was a woman, yearning for love, crazy moments of pleasure, thrills sighed and pure madness ... all that Adam did not gave her, for fear of disobedience to the Creator. He treated her with coldness and indifference, seeing himself as master on his estate, and the woman he considered only the vessel that will ensure immortality for his name in the Book of Age. That had to be ... nothing could stand in the way of Father's plan, even their needs and wishes. Resistance was futile.

A/N: I hope this chapter wasn't to foggy and missleading. R&R if you may ^.^