Hi internet! Glad you decided to join me, once again, for my silly little succubus story. I'm very excited for this chapter, as it marks the beginning of the world starting to open up a bit. It's got drama, mystery, sex, and at the center of everything, one very confused college student.
I hope you all have a blast!
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The smell of sulfur filled her senses, her hair catching the wind as she turned to find the source. Grasping her necklace, she muttered a prayer and felt her senses heighten; It seemed to be coming from the center of campus. Excusing herself from the group, she moved quickly as the smell grew stronger.
The sky darkened, ominous storm clouds forming much too quickly. They began to spiral in, the epicenter focused over the quad. Breaking out into a run, she knew she was the only one that could stop this, if she could just get there in time. Turning the last corner, she froze, her eyes growing wide with terror.
The quad was on fire.
Students were running, colliding with one another as they tried to escape. In the center of the field, a large runic circle flared to life, its red glow filling the sky as the storm clouds choked out the sun. The fire kept spreading, but she had to push forward.
Flames licked at her heels as she ran, and she avoided their unnatural energies as best she could. She drew closer to the center of this mad ceremony, then muttered another prayer to ask for more assistance. A blade appeared in her hand, its radiant glow pushing back the flames. With a path cleared, she saw her target.
Just a few feet in front of her, a demonic woman stood in the center of the runes. Several bodies lay nearby, their blood spilled to power its hellish intentions. The demon's back was turned, hopefully distracted by the pending completion of its ritual.
She gripped her blade, running forward as she tried to stab the demon through the heart. The demon proved too fast, spinning in place and knocking the blade to the ground. Clawed hands grabbed her throat, drawing blood as she felt herself lifted off her feet.
The demon grinned, its black horns wreathed in hellfire. She felt its terrible hands close tighter, its claws push deeper into her. With one last smirk, the demon's eyes flared, her bright amber irises glowing, and everything went black.
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She woke with a start, her breathing heavy and erratic. The covers had been kicked to the floor again, and the sheets were covered in sweat. She slid her legs off the bed, reaching for the glass of water on her nightstand. As she emptied it, she noted the clock -- 5:37 AM.
"These dreams are gonna be the death of me..."
Knowing it was pointless to try and go back to sleep, she started her morning routine. A cold shower to shock the system awake, followed by a small snack in preparation for her morning run.
Her route around campus was quiet, as usual. Other than the occasional drunk college student on Sunday mornings, the campus felt like it belonged to her at these early hours. Today, she was off to the science building, where her favorite spot on campus awaited her.
She crossed the quad, a beautiful space when it wasn't on fire, and approached the long stairs leading to the south end of campus. She skipped up the steps, pausing before she continued her run. Turning around, she slid down the railing, and cheered when she made it the entire length without falling; her balance was getting better. Returning to the top, it was only a few short minutes to get to the trees surrounding the large, mirrored building. She paused when she arrived, taking a moment to study the tallest oak in the area.
"Alright, deep breaths, find your path..." She muttered.
With a burst of speed, she vaulted up the trunk and grabbed a branch, swinging onto it. Her footing secure, she started climbing higher, a smile growing on her face. Sweat formed on her brow, and before long she had reached her goal-- The highest branch that could safely hold her weight.
Many months ago, she had secretly trimmed the branches to create a small window, only visible from this spot. She settled in, catching her breath, and looked out over the quad. The many paths crisscrossing the open field made it look like an abstract piece of art. Some paths were paved, some worn into the grass from the footfalls of thousands of students, all of them weaving in between the many trees that scattered the area.
The buildings that surrounded the quad were calm, their lights off, their stillness emphasizing the subtle sway of the trees. Each building was unique, the older ones betraying the true age of the university, but all of them were beautiful. The newer buildings were far more reflective, their sleek design standing in stark contrast to the bricks and arches of the main halls. It was on these newer buildings that she finally saw the first flickers of dawn.
As the minutes passed, more and more light flooded the campus. Deep reds and oranges painted the buildings, the light reflecting into her tree and illuminating the similarly colored leaves around her. Next, the morning rays hit the trees in the quad, the dew sparkling as their colors joined the painting in front of her. She took a deep breath, crisp air filling her lungs, and drank in the beauty of the world around her.
Off in the distance, a car horn sounded, shattering the illusion. The world was stirring, and it was time to return to her life.
"Almost got a whole twenty minutes today... Same time tomorrow?" She smirked as she talked to the tree, then began descending out of her personal paradise.
She resumed her jog, taking a more direct route home; She had no interest in getting caught in the first wave of students trudging to class. A block away from her apartment, her phone went off. She pulled it out, curious who else would be up this early.
Mom:
Mailed out your book yesterday! We're so proud of you :)
She froze, her key in the door, rereading the text over and over. Reloading the conversation didn't help, the words refused to change. When she finally responded, she did so more out of obligation than anything else. She tossed her phone on the couch, looking at her surroundings.
"I'm home!" She called out, knowing full well no one could hear her.
She absentmindedly made herself breakfast, the book looming in her thoughts. It had been easy to lose herself in school, to pretend she was nothing more than a simple college student, but that would change once it arrived. She would need a few days to run some tests, and then her mission would begin.
Not my mission.
Their
mission.
She ate her breakfast slowly, alone in the house her parents paid for. Her tuition graciously donated by the Church, all to support a life in Their service.
She sighed.
No longer hungry, she instead got dressed for the day and headed out.
"Gonna need a lot of coffee today..." She mumbled, pulling a scarf around her neck as she locked up.
Thankfully, she had lighter classes today; Most of the heavy stuff she had frontloaded early in the week. They went by quickly, though there wasn't much to do other than show up and collect the homework. The one bright spot on today's schedule was choir-- music always cheered her up. She had been singing for as long as she could remember, and after many years of lessons, she'd grown quite talented; Her teachers always used to say she had the voice of an angel.
