Kalon? What kind of freakish name is that? Well that's me, kalon (kay-len). Never knew why my name was like that. At least, I never got a chance to. That was a choice ripped from me, like my mother. Torn from my bare arms. Seeing her agony-filled shill screams, reaching out for me, will forever play behind my closed lids.
I screamed and cried for hours. Felt my throat become hoarse, eyes dried out from crying too much and suddenly I felt fine. The hollowing pain, the vessel of emptiness, the sorrow went dead silent as if it was never there. I didn't know what happened, or better yet I didn't want to. The only thing I was sure of, was that I wanted, with every bit of me, to drown in blissful ignorance. Staring at her glowing red ashes no longer made me want to cave in on myself and I felt a smile crawl onto my face. Normally you would think that I'm a madmen, a sadistic-filled being but this was just how I was trained to be. Hundreds of years spent in Edom and I wasn't about to let that perish into oblivion.
As soon as I was done glamouring the explosion scene with my personalized stele, I portaled back to Edom without the use of a pentagram. What am I, you say? A demon or an angel? A stele bearer from Hell? Stick around ;) Walking on the all-too-familiar blazing ground, towards my father's house, Asmodeus. How was that possible? Lillith and Asmodeus never had a child. Humans are not silent to sins, what more lords of Hell? Well they had an affair, if that's what you mundanes call it. They wanted to create something both heaven and hell were afraid of.
Something or someone too powerful for anyone's good. Wise words indeed from my brother, the one and only, Magnus Bane. Oh please, he didn't know what I was capable of. He is merely a peasant compared to me. I can't blame him for underestimating me. No one knew about me nor my capabilities. Except, Valentine. A very unattractive bald-headed man who favored power over family. He helped both the Queen and King of Hell raise me. What a typical Shadowhunter would call an 'abomination'.
Though I longed to be feared, my sole purpose of existence, I was kept a secret. I was too powerful to ever be discovered even by Jonathan, the hungry-for-power-freak. I had the beauty of angels and strength of both demons and angels combined. But that wasn't enough, Nothing ever is for Valentine so he sacrificed thousands of Downworlders and fused their blood to create me. I am a result of vampires, seelies, warlocks, werewolves and even shadowhunters. I was always in the shadows, waiting for my time to shine but Mother never allowed me to. She was too afraid of what the angels and angelic beings might do to me if they ever found out.
I should have never doubted her. Even the queen was defeated by that stupid and idiotic Daylighter. He infuriates me and that is still an understatement. How nice it would be to slice his head off but if there is anything I learned from my parents is that provoking beings we do not fully understand is dangerous and quite frankly stupid. Because of that carelessness, the Queen died.Enough about my sob story.
As i closed in towards Father's house, I walked in on him crying. Shadowhunters were so quick to assume that we were incapable of emotions yet here we are. Two broken souls trying to mend what doesn't exist.
"Father, are you alright?" I asked cautiously. We were capable of emotions, yes, but controlling them was another issue. Father looked at me with wild hunger in his eyes, while summing up his magic to plant me down but in the process, forgetting that I was much more powerful. I had no choice but to attack him in the name of self-defense.
"Enough! Mother is not yet gone! Stop acting like a child!" I yelled. He looked at me, devastated. "The power of Cain is the only thing capable of stopping a Greater Demon! Your Mother is now amongst the shadows and there is nothing we can do to bring her back!" My breath hitched in my throat and I released my father from my magic. Anger spread through my chest like wildfire. The longer I thought of that Daylighter, the more infuriated I became.
"Kaylon, listen, calm down. This place is the only place filled with her memories. You don't want to ruin it now, do you?" My father spoke with extreme caution and worry. I saw my reflection in his eyes and saw my striking neon orbs and got a grip on my emotions. Last time I got mad enough, I destroyed half of Edom's population and well, Edom was filled with millions.
"I'm so sorry Father. I should have known better." I rambled, immediately regretting my dumb actions. He embraced me with such strength and comfort while assuring me that it was only a matter of time before I got out of Edom to eliminate both Shadowhunters and that love-sick Daylighter. With just the thought of draining his life before me, I chuckled in amusement. I am going to be the worst thing any Shadowhunters or Downworlder has ever seen. For peace in Edom, we must first wreak havoc on Earth. The ultimate and final Ying And Yang.
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Author's Note
This is just some final changes to my grammar and style of writing. Thank you for taking the time to adapt to these. Be right back in no time :) Do drop some feedback or scenarios you want to see come to life.
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edom's princess (shadowhunters)
Fantasy-» i was the princess of edom . stronger than any forces the angelic beings have ever seen . an abomination . and i will be back to avenge my mother's death , lillith , on behalf of my father , Asmodeus . how ? keep reading :) -» -» shadowhunters an...
