The Children of Death:Book Three, Lilith's Request

Aella

Yuck. Heights were not my thing. Nope. I'll stick to the ground, thank you very much. I could barely contain myself when that Dawn boy made locusts carry us. But now... my life was in the hands of some filthy zoo animal. At least the locusts were Abaddon's sacred animal. I held onto Valentina's hips, I have to admit... not the best moment in my life. I was the brave smart one! And I was... uneasy about falling down 13 feet in the air. But... to be honest... who wouldn't be?

I sighed, trying not to look down. Valentina glanced back at me with a "Your okay." Look on her pretty child of Asmodeus face.Easy for her to say. She could heal herself. I could not. Ah, your probably wondering if I'm attracted to Valentina, I am holding onto her hips, admiring her beauty. Well, no. I simply do not feel Attraction. I'm just too good for this "Girlfriend- Boyfriend" thing.

"Ah! You've gotten me an elephant!"The weeping Oriens yelled up to us. We had stopped at the Cafe, where all of the mortals were either fleeing or looking at the elephant in a daze.

"I shall name her... Daisy. And I've already made a Haiku for it!"Oriens cleared his throat, we all groaned. "Four demi-demon children, get an elephant for me, much gratitude."Oriens smiled, we all climbed off of Daisy. I gave the killer creature a death stare.

"Our... reward?"Octavia asked impatiently.

"Ah, yes."Oriens summoned the same amount of rubies and gold, it turned into wads of money, and then he dumped them into my open backpack. "That will buy you UNLIMITED TRANSPORTATION!"The music that followed him started to fade, and he disappeared along with his elephant.

   "Thanks. I guess."Erik sighed.
"Where to?"Valentina asked.
"We'll take a train, see if we can actually make it to our destinatin without being attacked."I answered, and everyone started laughing. Except Erik, who didn't get the joke.

    We boarded a train, knowing that we wouldn't make it very far. The time we had gave me time to reflect. So many things had happened to me in my life. I guess you could say I had character devolpment. Pft. Everyone says that demi-demons always have one mental disorder. Mine? I was cursed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder(OCD for short) I know. Things could be worse. I could have Pyromania like Allysa Proulx, I could have Kleptomania like my close friend, Ezra Delvaux. I could have... whatever Erik had. Oh Satan, Erik. His memory loss wasn't doing any better. And he was seeming to lose information, too. If I caught him off guard... he would forget his name.

    I tapped Erik's shoulder.
"Hey, what's your name?"I asked him.
"I- I forgot again."He sighed.

  I went back to my reflecting session.  I wondered why his memory was doing that. Like every time he retained new information... it burned in a fire. Maybe Satan still lived in his head, and she was burning them with a blow torch.Or all of his memories would be replaced with propechies, since he was becoming an oracle. I leaned my head against the cold train window. Why? Why must life be so difficult? Why couldn't I just be a mortal? Why couldn't I live a normal life as a clueless mortal, with no self-worth or good knowledge. Yes. Maybe my name would be Susan. I would live on a farm house and tend to cattle, hillbilly mortal stuff like that.

  I took a moment to pray to my mother, something along the lines of "Can we at least have a good... seven hours?"

   Sadly, she did not answer that prayer.