Awakening

Prologue/ Chapter 1

Being a demigod, I have had my fair share of battles. The difference between Hercules and me is that I'm a demonic demigod. I kill the gods that anger me. I steal power via touch. I'm revered and feared. But I have a soft spot. Hormones that cause sex drive constantly pump through me. It's... interesting, to say the least. I go about relieving these urges in a civilized manner, I'm no heathen. But this is my story.

Chapter 1: The manifestation

My powers came to me when I was 15. I was having some pain in my mind, mostly due to the fact my house burned down, and my family burned with it. I arrived home and heard screams of pain. As I ran in, there was a loud explosion. The only thing left of my parents was the skeleton of a hand. I moved in with my nearest family member, my aunt who ran, and still runs, an all female housing complex. I was chilling in my room, and my day was going seemingly normal. It all changed when I heard a shrill shriek and the sound of it being cut off. My aunt was out so I went to check it out.

I was walking up the steps when one of the tenants, one of the cuter ones, came running down the steps. She looked panicked. Instead of asking questions, I had a strange urge to jump off the steps.  I leapt from about 4 stories up the steps and began falling.

"Welp, I had a good run.", I said coming to terms with my demise.

That's when I felt a sharp pain from my back. I opened my eyes. Two huge wings were sprouting out. One was a really vibrant ice white. But the other, was blacker than a starless night in winter. Not questioning it any further, I flew up the steps much faster. I reached the floor I heard the scream from, and I heard the gruff voice of a man and the muffled words of a woman.

"Shut up, you stupid bitch!" the man yelled.

I found the room the voice came from, and threw the door open. I paused to process what I was witnessing. The man, who was much bigger than myself, had the woman pinned, and a hand over her mouth. The woman's clothes were torn and her panties were down by her knees.

The man looked up and laughed. He acknowledged my wings.

"What are you gonna do, shrimpy?"

Without saying anything I walked up to the man. I looked him dead in the eye, and grabbed him by the throat.

"You like to prey on women who don't have anyway to defend themselves, don't you. Well, let's see how you like this, fool!"

I made a throwing motion, and to my surprise, threw him out of the room through the open door. He started to try and get up. I let out a low laugh, and grabbed him by his shirt and walked to the stairwell.

"We can do this 1 of 2 ways. Either you leave and turn yourself in, or I can see how much splatter you'll make from 8 stories up. What'll it be?"

"I'll turn myself in, I'll turn myself in!" The man yelled.

     "Good. Now go!" I said as I threw him down on the ground.

The man sprinted down the steps. I looked out the window and saw him sprinting and stumbling towards the police station. I nodded and walked to the room I found him in. I knocked lightly.

"May I come in?"

"Ye-... yes." the woman replied.

I quietly entered her room, and sat down in front of the door. The woman rolled over and looked at me.

"Thanks..." she said.

"It's nothing. Did you know him?"

She slowly shook her head. I nodded. I quietly stood up to leave. I looked over my shoulder. The woman was crying. I walked over to her. I sat down on the edge of the bed. She sat up, her breasts and nipples easily visible. I quickly looked up. She seemed to know why, but rather than be embarrassed, she just leaned against my shoulder. I rubbed her back as she cried, her tears streaming down her face and onto my shirt. She rested her hands on my lap.