Flies buzz. My tongue leapt from my mouth, stretching until I caught it. It was crunchy and tasted astringent. Another one flew around. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. I slowly blinked my eyes. Staring at it. It's little puke covered feet landed on my nose. Crunch. You must be wondering why I'm eating bugs? Honestly. It started out as an impulsive thought that got the best of me. They are swarming. Laying eggs. Where? Within the folds of my wounds. Large bruised wounds sit open with larvae eating the dead festering blistered skin. I can feel them burrowing into portions of my stiffening body. I seem to be having the opposite reaction to Edwards, unlike my skin sloughing off and turning me into a mindless fool. I'm turning into stone. My organs are slowly crystallizing and I'm turning into a statue. It's unpleasantly foul and deeply uncomfortable as my muscles and bone fuse together. That's not the worst part. It's the wafting odor from my wounds. If I had to compare what my the weeping holes smell like, I'd say old gym socks with something sickly sweet. Why was I sitting in this hellish uncomfortable throne, completely naked and bent out of shape. Because as the queen of hell, it's part of my duty to sit here and listen to demons drone on about 'petitions, attend meetings, and discuss laws. So here I am, being queen, and I'm out of blood. Heh, I don't think Alex is going to send any, so. I should get used to this uncomfy situation.
At least, I get to do whatever I want. I just merely have to show up. So here I am. Page turn. Lapping sounds. Page turn. More slurping noises. Page turn. Sopping wet fingers are slipped inside me, twisting and pumping at a delightful speed. Mmm. Oh, Damn. That feels nice. I moaned to encourage my 'wife'. Those fingers were stuffing me. She kept the pace and friction and I melted. As much as I could in my condition. She lapped and sucked and finger fucked me into oblivion. I rocked my hips and mewled like a cat in heat. This furthered the little cum whore to keep going until I squirted all over her. She happily cleaned up my mess. Oh yes, do I have my pussy busted open right here, with all these people watching. Yes. It's pathetic but I can't shake this curse of love I placed on her and me, any more than she can. I know she's upset and has left me but, I will work something out. Besides no one's tongue is as perfect...although it's not exactly hers. As she's no longer mine, but let's be positive.
Who has their mouth wide open and full of a sloppy mess that's become my pussy. It's a succubus, a demonic creature that lives to please, as it needs the cum to survive. To top it off, they can morph into anyone you desire. So my stone like legs are spread and crackling as my little princess eats me out and won't stop until I say so. All while I sit here, stiffening on this throne, and reading. Reading what? The pages of the codex. You must be deeply confused. I know I was. It was honestly terrifying being on that quest. Not because I could physically see just how much I've lost her, but because of what I experienced. While I wandered that ever changing forest, before being attacked by Jane. I was lost. The map kept changing. So I decided to trust my gut and it led me to Alexandra. You know what happened after that. Let me guess. You were told what was left of me desired the deafening screams of my delicious delectable divine mate. That tearing into her throat until her pretty screaming and gurgling just stopped and she lied still like a doll. You'd be right. I do like to hear her scream. But not like that, I prefer the ones she gives freely to me in the bedroom, not her screams from being mauled. You see, I was possessed by Lilith and she did horrible things, she made me hurt her. As it was the final straw to completely destroying my soul. She tried to keep my mind but I was able to slip. How? I'll happily explain. Let's go back, How far?
When I landed in the year 560, the period of the Middle Ages, in Camelot. I had dropped in a sea of daisies. Remember? Lilith and her mutts had already been there, waiting on me to land in the past. She could have taken me then. But no. She waited in her destroyed vessel. I mean it was downright disgusting! Ugh. She was all rotting, her flesh was stretched and taught but filled with thin slits that were molding and wrinkled.
Her hair was falling out. Her bald head shined like a penny. Her teeth were gone. She smelt of death and oozing pus. She could barely see out or stand with out help. Just crumbling apart. Like me. How had she even escaped her castle so broken. She's bound to fae land, right? Well, she left this big ugly red stone tied around my neck here in her castle, waiting for her. A backdoor from hell was opened and she was able to claw her way through no- man's-land, the hellish place filled with fae bandits, and waited for the right moment to pounce when I was most vulnerable. When I was distracted by my princess and under the influence of a dragon. She snuck inside his cage and then hopped into me. It was torture.
She made me say those things. I swear! I'd never say things to hurt my baby. Okay, maybe it's was me too, but she deserved it. She killed my mom! Anyways, Yes, Lilith dealt with her first love, but he double dealed and hatched a plan to die by Alex's hand. By having Lucifer step in, and having him fight Lilith, gave Alexandra a chance to escape with the sword but they never expected that by ripping out her heart. Would wound her so badly. You see, Lilith was wounded just enough that I could turn the tide of her possession. I trapped her inside my mind and ran before Alexandra could toss her blade, killing us both. Where had I hidden as those wild beasts came to kill her and lucifer and help Lilith escape back to her kingdom in hell? In those piles of bones and odd treasures. I sat invisible and paranoid. The scent of the old bodies covered mine and those mutts simply dashed after Alex vanished. They were lost and looking for Lilith for hours. Howling out for her, but she didn't respond. Eventually, I climbed out of those bones to find that strange cavernous cage empty. Lucifer was long dead and Alex had been pulled out. I was wounded and alone and Lilith was fighting back.
I held control. Just barely, but I held it long enough until I escaped the tunnel and found this damn book. There was a spell waiting ready for me. I studied this thing front and back. I've never seen it. I don't know who wrote it but. It could trap a demon inside an object. I didn't have the ingredients but as long as I held on, I could survive, I figured out how to leave the past. Yep, you heard me, I left. I was going to just go home but it didn't take long for me to realize that I physically couldn't leave fae land as long as Lilith rested inside my undead body. However, I could go to other fae lands. It was difficult to traverse through but it was a blast. As I galloped across the otherworld gathering supplies. I hung with mermaids, fought monsters, and fucked beautiful fae women until one of Lilith's demons heard of where I was and found me. Thankfully, I had already gotten rid of Lilith by placing her inside a demon box, it's essentially a cage, much like Lucifer's, that's tethered to a specific demon and traps them inside until opened. I thought I should keep her around, just in case.
She could be of good use. I'd leave. But I'm stuck here. The demon brought me back to the main fae land, I've been here, pretending to be Lilith. It was great at first. No one noticed because they thought I was disoriented from Lucifer's attack and the transitioning to a new vessel and that's what mostly everyone believes but not the succubus between my thighs. No, he knew right off the bat I wasn't his queen because she fucked him every night and I wouldn't let him touch me, unless he looked like my princess, which is a part of the deal, he pretends to be her for me and doesn't snitch. As for what everyone else thinks. It's demeaning of me to make my enemy lap at my twat.
What does he get? As much sex as he needs to survive, as we must put on airs, fucking about this castle as Lilith would and I freed his lover from the stone mines that run underground. There's tunnels and caves filled with enslaved fae. What are they mining for, chaos stones, the element is enhanced with that precious thing called magic. The stone of fal is the oldest stone found. Chaos crystals has been over-mined and doesn't grow well anymore. Not to mention all the other damage caused to the environment over the years. Like the gasses building up from corpses being dumped into landfills. Or the constant famine of fae people. Fae children are born with deformities, if they are born at all. That's just a few things going wrong here and causing magic to deplete everywhere. Its so sad.
I tapped the back of the head of the succubus and demanded that he leave me alone. I closed my legs and allowed my dress to fall over my thighs as if I hadn't been debouched. The codex was still open and floating around my head for me to read. What was I reading, well, things about Alex of course, such as reading about how she's found an elven camp and is cuddled up with her slut sleeping some elven wine off. I rolled my eyes. She wasn't the only one that had canoodled drunkenly that day. So did my father, with any fae that let him near got flirted with as he drunkenly tried to get laid. He ended up cuddling alone with a pillow sleeping off the elven wine. I closed my eyes and sighed. If my father wants to drink himself sick, let him, however, Eric was posted up in a cage worried. He had watched them both party and was unable to stop either of the addicts from harm.
I stopped reading that bit and skipped ahead to find out when Alex comes home. I wonder if she'll be surprised to see me. I tried to warn her today, she was reachable for only a moment in a dream, but something strong cut the connection off. I presume those gods of hers. Hmm. The book wouldn't let me go that far ahead but it did decide to show me when Alex gives it up to that harlot. Soon. Of course, I took a deep breath and let it go. As I was reading the filthy details, those loyalists of Lilith asked about another petition. I ignored it. It kept reading from a scroll. I don't do much but sit my ass here and listen to demons speak about what the Fae people need. It's not like they ever get it. If I tried to, it would look suspicious.
What they need is my wife but she's too busy playing hooky with that hooker 'Frankie'. I rolled my eyes as I kept reading. At least when she gets home the castle will be ready. I've started redecorating this god awful castle. I know so many castles, I'm sick of them. They all look the same, drab. Im designing the perfect home for when Alex comes back. It will be ready for our wedding. I've decided it will go on as planned. I know she said no and has moved on to Jane but she will change her mind. I just know she will. I will make her. The boring demon broke my concentration on my reading. He actually needed me to say something now. He's been going on and on about something a demon did. I was meant to deal a punishment. They cost us to lose souls. I blew a breath and said something I think Alex would do. He wasn't happy with it and complained. I got bored and took his mouth away. It just fell off his face. I mean quite literally, his mouth peeled off like a sitcker and lied on the floor. The court laughed hysterically. They always do because I'm the queen. I told him I didn't want to hear anymore and sent them all away and left for bed. It's usually what I do after, I sleep, I'm exhausted. I don't feel anything anymore. I just lie in bed, eating. I have no choice but to stuff my face with blood, meat, and sugar. Hm. The crumbling castle of hell creaked with each step as I walked. The castle itself right now is under renovation. So it's not presentable. But if I were to describe what hell looks like...It's not like how I thought. Its mostly barren land. Lots of it. It's unbelievably hot here. Not like screaming and fire all over the place. Just scorching heat waves and no water. The land of tuatha de was completely gone. Just miles and miles of desert. It reminds me of Arizona, I loved it there.
As for the castle. Lilith's men drift all over it, making the renovations I've demanded but also to watched after me. Lilith gets watched after well and isn't allowed to leave the castle unless it's absolutely necessary. Sigh. I reached my bedroom. Unfortunately, yes, it's in a tower, why? I do not know. But I tossed myself into my bed and thought of my wife. How I'm the queen and she isn't. I'll be the queen when she comes home too. I know how it's sounds. But. She'll learn. I promise, she'll learn. You have to know your rules, and your place, and she just hasn't learned that yet. Her place is beside me. She's mine. She was always mine. She was mine in the first timeline and she'll be mine in this one too. It doesn't matter that fae has figured out how to con my deal. Just you wait. She will play this stupid game of hers and then she will see what she left behind for this dilapidated hellhole she wants to save. After that and we have a long conversation, I will kill her lovers. I'm sick of them. Always getting in the way. After that, we will leave this place to rule elsewhere. Until then, I'm here, alone. I kicked around my luxurious bed. At least I'm living a life of beauty and ease as I wait for her. Being pampered and watched after is lovely.
Although I got the impression from my very brief interaction with Lilith that she had hated it here. That she had long since tired of being a queen. Her court appears loyal but I do believe there are traitors among them that thirst to kill her, me, and take my place as ruler. There are traitors everywhere! I don't know what to do about that though. I'm just trying to survive. To last until Alex gets here. I crossed my fingers and prayed Alex would hurry up and find that cauldron. I read in the codex, there's a page that you can use to spy on your enemies, It read me what happened while she dreamt. The others had spent all day searching for it, being bitched at by Ambrose. He forced them to dig holes, much like the ones ones that get dug here, but they didn't find it in the valley, I know where it is but I won't tell. Alright, I guess I'll tell. It's sitting in the bottom of a body of water in that forest. That's all I'll say. When she gets it, and uses it and those keys. She will have to fight her way through Lilith's men. They aren't just in the castle but out in the fae lands. Then she will come face to face with not Lilith, but me, I wonder how it will go. Will she be happy? I imagine not at first, but later she will. I just know it. Why? She loves me. I know she loves me still. She's Alex.
My stomach grumbles, I reached over to pull a string and a demon appeared. Just popped right into the room like a genie. He's my personal butler. He reminded me of something out of hellrasier. His face all twisted about and filled with rusted iron pins. They poked out of his face in odd angles. He was ghastly to look at. I forced myself to glare as I demanded that he get me something delectable. An assortment of treats appeared. He left me alone to gorge myself. I happily ate every morsel. I still was hungry so I called for something salty and then something spicy as I was a bottomless pit because of my jealousy. I ate ribs and wings and pies and cakes and all sorts of things until I couldn't feel anything or think about that wife of mine. Then I rested completely. Nestled among the finest down the demons could find. Reading more of that damn book. I'm obsessed. I got to read about that special training of hers.
Glinda was right. She does appear ready to kill Lilith. Her movements were wild and strong but tired her out every time. She's really angry with me though... oh, well, I'll get her something nice. I'll make sure it's flashy. She loves that shit. She'll calm down, eventually. Not only did I get to read about her 'training' but about Willow and Alex saying goodbye. Only she hadn't known it would be goodbye. Willow spent the last minutes of her time with her adopted daughter, they baked an assortment of sweets, like they did when she was a kid. After. Alexandra went to bed with that harlot of hers and poof. Willow was gone. She vanished with the rest of the castle. I was surprised to have found she went back to the place she grew up to see what was left of her family. They are gone and so is most of the town but she's living in her mother's abandoned apartment. She isn't alone. She's shacked up with a guy, she must really want a damn baby that bad, huh. I shook my head. I mean why? What so important about having your own kid? It's like she's obsessed with experiencing birthing. They are surviving just fine. Vampires don't come around much. Why? The army.
The demon vampire army? They are getting their asses kicked by those witches enslaved to Glinda. I mean it's bad.
Especially because that enforcer leaf was leading a unit and she was badass. Slaying them with her strike squad. Storming through the states with ease. Killing those vampires. But? How had Glinda turned back time, to find a way home? With the help of Willow and her granddaughter. They figured out how Alex did it. By combining their gifts they created a rift and time traveler. They could only go back to the present. So that's what they did, went back to fight for a universe on the verge of collapse because what else can they do? Glinda grew tired of watching the weary sick supreme fail to live up to her expectations and I'm nowhere to be seen, the witches council welcomed her and Carlisle's cure and called her a hero. At least she's got that going for her. The longer I read the more personal the paragraphs got and I read about Alex and that slut. The more the pages flipped and flopped and floundered. I tossed the book and had an attack. I wrestled with myself. Scratching my arms and face in horror of Alex falling in love. The thing that did it. A glorious wedding. Not just any wedding, a royal wedding.
Not just any royal wedding. But Jane's. I read the description of her suit. It's better than mine! I wheezed. It left me so angry and so hurt. I tossed those blankets off my body and stuffed my feet in my Crystal encrusted slippers and left my room. I left the codex. I couldn't read anymore of that. What was I going to do? Those men of Lilith's watched as I pounded down those steps to make that demon that said I couldn't torture a lesson. I didn't care if it was a demon or a soul I came across. The only thing I needed to hear were screams. The first thing I crossed inside that dead filthy castle, they filled my ears with joy.
They were on the ground curled up in a ball. As I sat on top of them. Allowing my entire weight. It's doubled since I'm turning into stone. As he split in half from his spine breaking. I took my claws and sliced and diced at the rest of him. Playing in the rubbish. I mean quite literally just shredded. I licked my hands clean. Hmm. They taste like candied apples and cinnamon. I licked their entrails sticking out the top half. By the time I was finished. I was needed back in my throne room. So I sat like a doll in my pink bloody dress. Listening to droning petitions and needs. All while that lady of mine was in my thoughts. Twisting my desires, ugly. I'll show you, my sweet princess. She wants to play? I'll give her a game, to die for. My thoughts crafted plans to destroy her, just in case, she decides not to come home to me. I tapped my nails against the throne chair. Alex. Alex. Alex. When will you learn? I scratched my nails against the throne. As the chattering went on, the more I scratched until my nails were bloody nubs and I couldn't take the chattering anymore. With a single thought, most of the court burst into black flames.
I laughed and laughed until my nose bled streams. Then I coughed up a lung. Not literally, but I'm sure it will happen soon. The only living member of the court happened to be the succubus and he was tired of my antics. I didn't care. They'd be replaced by the end of the day and I just wanted my Alex...She's all I ever want these days. I hopped down from the throne and escaped passed the ashes. As my bare feet stomped through the halls, until I found the library and read. It wasn't a big one like frosts but it was full of books that were filled with dark stories or magic left to dark hands. I opened a that spoke back to you, it's possessed, and filled with arts not even mentioned in the codex! It appeased me. But I just couldn't resist. The book called to me again.
It appeared next to me. I opened to that page and found Alex was tossing and turnings until she got up. Where did she go? I was surprised to read. She wandered along in the woods until she found a temple around that elven camp and went inside to pray for help and guidance. That wasn't the only thing. She prayed individually for each person she's lost. Whether she lost them because of actions she made or because she got them killed. She said their names out loud and then asked that their souls would be lain to rest or that they were blessed. She wasn't alone as she prayed. She was being watched by a fae woman in pelts and Ambrose. Their whispers went unnoticed and unread, as they were hidden. They watched as she was sitting amongst sacred offerings left to a goddess. The last person she prayed for before going back to bed, was for me. What did she pray for? She prayed that I was dead. Hm. They left. Then she limped back to the hut and laid down with Edward. The second he had her, I was cut off from reading anymore. The book just stopped working. Such a pity. Now I have to act out, in order to get her attention. The things I do for love, she just doesn't appreciate me. I don't know why? What must I do for her to see?!