Children's Stories

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Once in the room she collapsed onto the bed face first. She had snatched a bottle of whiskey from the side pocket and popped the lid off taking a large swig. She then threw the iPod on the bedside table and concentrated on it. She reached out and placed her hand on it. Her body tingled with power she hadn't used in ages. Pure energy. It hummed in her veins and flowed into the small device. After a few seconds the object lighted up full charged. She couldn't help but smile in success quickly grabbing it to see what was on the device.

She cringed at the content. Men using women as they begged to be released. To think these were Wolfe's men. Did he have any idea they did these things? Did he care? ..... Did he partake in these games? The last question almost made her vomit. She deleted every picture and video and went straight to the music. There was a gold mine of heavy metal and rock. She didn't hesitate to press shuffle, turn the volume up and lie the iPod back down on the table.

It had been years since she heard music, and she damn sure was going to enjoy every moment of this. So with a little more power she made the volume shake the bunker.

The high volume made her giggle and laugh, but that could have also been the whiskey she was pounding back like water.

Alcohol seemed to have a stronger affect on immortals. She stood up on the bed feeling a bit wobbly. she laughed out loud as she bounced on the bed. The sheets bunched around her feet and fell onto the floor. She let all her cares go as she enjoyed the feeling of drunken jumping around to the sound of guitars and drums around her. She didn't know how long she had been laughing and bouncing before she realized, she wasn't alone.

Without another movement she stopped and looked to find a smirking Eric in her doorway. She growled and barred her teeth giving the illusion of long sharp incisors. It seemed to shake him but he stayed put, even daring to cross his arms.

With a flick of her wrist the music was turned down.

"Amp system?" He asked

She smirked "Something like that, Here to cash in your answer?"

"You bet, but I only need one guess."

"Oh really?" She cocked her head with her hands on her hips. He had her interested. He was a ballsy little fuck wasn't he? Even though he towered over her.

"Really, I know who you are."

"Then tell me....Who am I?"

There was a pause, silence filled the room drawing her suspense. She was prepared to laugh in his face.

"You're the Princess of Hell aren't you? Lucifer's daughter. The unholy child. You're father hates you and you have no idea why. Am I right?" He whispered.

Her heart collapsed. He had it right on the dot. The demon in her was quiet and stayed back so her thoughts ran ramped.

"How do you know all that? You're human..... I can small it."

He smiled softly "Actually.. My mother's a demon, I just was born more human."

That explained a lot, but how did he know about her, and she didn't even know.

"You make it sound like you know all about me." She laughed sourly.

"That's because I do. I knew you were here. I might be mostly human, but I have one demonic attribute. I'm immortal. Though I am only 20."

"How do you know so much then?"

"You're life if a story. It's a legend really. They used to tell it to use as a bed time story."

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