Hope everyone likes the story; it was just something that kept running through my mind like a broken record. Anyway enjoy the repeating, vinyl sound and please vote and comment. Thanks!
Emeraldfae
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The annoying squeaking of tennis shoes echoed down the hospital corridor as a young nurse ran to room 303. Her dark hair bounced softly around her shoulders held there by excess hairspray, small feet skidded as she stopped abruptly in front of a stereotypical brown door.
The nurses heavy panting was drown out by a sharp wail of a woman. Her hands pushed the door in and rushed to help the doctor with the laboring woman, blood was splattered across the bed and pallid scrubs of the doctor.
When the door slammed against the wall, the body of the doctor flashed around, the nurse swallowed; this wasn't the doctor that she knew. Black hair cascaded down his back in blue-black ripples, orange colored eyes rubbed against her soul and a scream bubbled up in her throat.
The overly beautiful face sneered at her fear and his rough voice barked, "Get your ass over here and help with the birth of my mate!"
The nurse's horror struck eyes landed on the pale woman as she writhed in pain on the bed. Whimpers and pants filled the room along with the smell of blood. The nurse managed to ask, "What's wrong with her?"
The man turned back to the woman on the bed with a look of disgust, "This human body is not strong enough for the birthing of my beloved Eden. Now if we have to, we will cut her out."
With that both the man and the nurse went to work. Nobody disturbed them and the worked until a small, wiggling baby girl was held in blood soaked hands. The nurse saw that the poor mother was dead from blood loss. Her small hand pulled the covers over the body and stepped away from her. She couldn't help but think that the woman was better off. Her brown eyes' were drawn to the man and was surprised to see love and relief, wash over his chiseled face.
The girl just lay in his arms, quietly staring back at him. He bent over and placed his lips on her four head in a touch of pure love. His orange eyes landed on the dead woman covered with the sheet and then the nurse. "Feel privileged that I have let you live after this," he growled, "I need someone to care for Eden, since she is too small and fragile to take with me. I require you to take her and raise her. Do you understand?"
The nurse shook her head, yes she understood.
The man smiled showing white teeth that looked sharper then daggers. "Tell me your name human."
"Brigit." the short, curt voice stated.
"Alright Brigit, now two more things. This child will be raised in your care, but she is not human. She is my mate and is a half blood demon. Understand so far?"
The small dark head nodded yes again, she had no choice but to understand, either that or be killed.
"Good, now I do not want her around human males. She is mine and I intend on taking her as mine the moment she turns eighteen. She is not to be around anyone that I do not specifically give permission."
With that last statement, he walked toward her and grabbed her arm and a black mark appeared on her wrist, "That is so you may contact me if you have any questions about Eden, anything else and I will dispose of you. You may not marry, date, or so much as bring the smell of another male near her. If you do, you will be killed." His gruff voice hit her ears with an echo and the child was placed in her arms tenderly.
Brigit looked up from the child and found that the man was gone and so was the bloody body that had lain on the bed. It was like a dream, slowly fading from her mind but the child confirmed that it was not. Her hands were stiff as she washed the child and as Eden started to cry, the black mark on her wrist burned horribly.
"Shush baby, it's just a bath." the child quieted and the burning in her arm was relieved. A soft blanket appeared beside Brigit and she wrapped the orange and black blanket around the baby girl and walked out of the hospital without a backward glance.
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Asmodeus looked through the portal watching the human named Brigit carry his beloved away from him. Anger and longing filled his heart at the thought of waiting eighteen long years for Eden. Masculine laughter echoed through the darkened chamber, Amon stepped through solid rock into his room.
"Looks like someone has problems with a female." his deep voice laughed.
"I'm not in the mood Amon; go away before I rip that blond hair out of your scalp." Asmodeus growled as he lifted a glass of French wine to his mouth.
A light smack on the back of the head, knocking the nearly black liquid over his robes.
"Damn it! That was a good glass of wine!"
"You my friend need to go and have some fun with a Succubus before you settle down with your pretty mate." Amon grunted as he settled his long body into a straight backed chair, "What's the fun of being single if you can't enjoy it?"
"I don't want a shitty succubus, they put out for everyone. I want her!" he said jerking his finger to a painting on his wall.
Amon's blue eyes ran over the painting taking in the curvy woman that graced the canvas. Blue eyes landed back on Asmodeus' orange ones, "My friend it had been over four-thousand years since you saw her in your visions, and it won't take long for another eighteen to pass."
A deep sigh echoed through the room, "I know, but she was destined to be mine. I could feel her spirit the moment I was created."
"I know my friend." with that Amon faded away and left his dearest friend agonized over his beloved woman.
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18 years later:
"Eden!" a shrill voice yelled.
A sigh broke through the lips of a pretty eighteen year old. Her mother was calling her from down stairs and she was just getting to the good part in her book. She stood up and walked over a moss green carpet to her door and yelled down the stairs.
"What!"
"I need you to come down stairs for a minute, I've got a surprise for you!" her mother voice called.
"Alright, I'll be right there." Eden yelled back.
She slipped on her favorite green flip flops and walked back out the door.
Her slender feet walked silently down the hardwood stairs and stepped into the living room. They were not rich people and her mother did not work a job, but they did have enough money that they could live comfortably. Eden even had a little spending money to go along with it.
She crossed the smooth floor of the cream colored living room and walked into the kitchen where her mother was. Brigit had aged harshly in the last eighteen years, dark brown hair was now steel grey, a straight back was a stooped as a crones. Demon magic seemed to have drained the life out of her.
Brigit turned at the sound of Eden's footsteps and a smile cracked her hard features.
"Hey mom, what's the surprise? I thought we had already exchanged gifts for today?" Eden said as she smiled.
Something silently died in Brigit's eyes, she sighed loudly and ground between her teeth, "I have one more gift for you, this is from someone you will know very soon, and he requested that I give it to you as a gift."
A confused look crossed Eden's face as a large package was nearly thrown into her arms. "You said "he"? I don't know any boys, who is this from?"
"I can not tell you, it's forbidden." With that Brigit basically ran out of the room to get away from her.
She frowned at the rapidly disappearing back her mother, sighing she walked forward to the small island that sat in the middle of the kitchen, and laid the package on the white linoleum top. The shiny orange wrapping sparkled under her finger tips like molten fire.
The moment her hand sat it down, the wrapping fell away as if it had a remote control. Eden stared at the package as if it was a snake. She watched it closely for several seconds and determined it wasn't going to move she made to open the gift. The cardboard flaps easily lifted and revealed more orange paper.
This time the paper didn't move, Eden's excitement got the better of her and she ripped the paper out of the box revealing another black, velvet box beneath. Her ivory colored hand lifted the long box from the paper and took a deep breath. A spicy musk emanated from the velvet box that sent chills down her spine.
She flicked the clasp and lifted the lid, Eden expected to see jewelry or maybe even some sort of perfume, but instead a large black feather with an orange border lay in a bed of black velvet. Perplexed eyes roamed the feather and her curiosity got the better of her.
'this is so unusual' Eden thought, 'what does it mean' as her thoughts spun out of control she ran one finger along the edge of the inky feather. A cry of pain escaped from her mouth as the edge cut through her skin like butter. Her eyes watched the feather slowly float to the floor and knew it had to heavier then that to cut her finger.
"Eden? Are you alright?" her mother called from her room.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Stumped my toe on the counter." the lie slipped easily through her lips as she picked up her weird gift. A shrug graced her shoulders; she would put it away and look at it tonight. She carried it gingerly to her room and placed it on her dresser.
Her book called her back to the world of evil demons, maidens, and princes. Her mind flew away from her world into another. Her gift undisturbed, but not forgotten, laid silently waiting till nightfall.
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Asmodeus watched her with happiness. She got her gift. The moment she touched it he could see her clearly in his head. He felt every little feeling and heard the very thoughts in her head.
He searched her mind and nearly laughed, she was attracted to his scent. He was very pleased; she was everything he had hoped.
