Thanks to WAA01 and Killerarmyguy for the edits.
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Chapter One
Bridgett stared at the most horrific sight she ever thought possible. It wasn't the horrible things trying to break in through whatever that was keeping them back, nor was it the equally beautiful, equally horrific things that were killing the ones trying to get in like they were enjoying the carnage. No. It wasn't any of that. No. What stopped her heart? Stopped that terrifying moment in its tracks? Was the sight of Vikki laying on the ground after being tossed back by the thing that had breached the barrier in the first place. Seeing the fear and the determination in her eyes as she screamed at her to run.
"
Why don't you flee, she is only a demon
?"
"I. Don't. Care!" Bridgett roared out. Her angelic light erupted from her eyes and from her mouth. Her halo sparked to life in a sucking miniature explosion before that once, warm heavenly light darkened, her halo took on a smoky appearance, what appeared to be the darkest black paint you could ever find to an on looker began to spread down her once pearl white wings in her choice to fall.
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Her mind flashed back to when all this weirdness began. It started when she had found her brother, Ira, and her fiancée, Vikki, in his room. At first, she had thought she was seeing things. Yet, that feeling never went away as the days passed. At first, yes, Bridgett was totally freaking out. Moreover, the moment she got over that shock. She couldn't deny how sexy her woman looked with those horns, the way her tail would sway behind her, the way it caressed her in the night, to how Bridgett wondered what it would be like to soar on wings like Vikki's. Still, she did wish it wasn't all in her head. Then it really started to ramp up after the night at the club with her brother when she noted how a few were looking up above Ira's head and not at him. At first, she felt compelled to ride that hard cock of his. Now Ira was the only man she would ever fuck. There was just something about Ira that made her feel so... content, as strange as that was. She wasn't in love with him like Vikki was. She knew about her crush for some time on her little brother. She was okay if she slept with Ira; she knew she only fucked men in the movies Vikki starred in for her mother. Her mother never forced her to sleep with men in the ones she was in, she did get Vikki's approval before she partook in the lesbian ones she starred in.
That would be wrong of her to do that without Vikki knowing about it. It was better than working at some fast food place to pay for classes and other things she might want or need, at least Bridgett always thought so. However, she knew something was going on with him. Not that she wasn't pleased that he was being kinder to Vikki now, yet the past few days Ira had been rather too nice to her and Vikki. She knew something was going on, it only got worse when they were leaving the club and... she woke up the next morning in her bed with no knowledge of how she got there. Yet she knew something was different with her. What that was she couldn't say. Nevertheless, the moment Vikki strolled into their room. Bridgett bit down on her tongue to keep the gasp from escaping her lips when her brown eyes took in what Vikki really looked like instead of ghostly images she had been seeing. She felt something in her revolt at the sight of her, which she couldn't understand, Vikki, to her eyes, was the hottest thing on legs.
"What was that?" Bridgett stammered berating herself for not listening.
"I didn't think you had that much to drink last night," Vikki chuckled hoping Bridgett bought her lie. She didn't want Bridgett to awaken, she knew how dangerous that would be for her. She wasn't about to let anyone get to Bridgett. "I asked, if you want to come hang out with our new friend."
"Huh?"
"Don't you remember, we met her at the club, dancing just the two of us." How the look Vikki was giving her always made Bridgett's heart flutter. "You don't remember meeting Anael?" Shaking her head that she didn't, "Well, come on, she's waiting down stairs." Scurrying out of bed, eager to put all this weirdness behind her, yet she just couldn't stop seeing Vikki as a demon. However, the moment they entered the living room, she was stopped in her tracks by that gorgeous woman sitting on their couch. Seeing the smirk on Vikki's face when she lightly patted Bridgett's hand that had taken hold of her arm. She so wanted those eyes of hers when those blood-red orbs peered at her. Bridgett nearly melted when Anael flashed her a smile. "Bridgett, I'd like you to meet, Anael, again," Vikki teased.
"Hello." How that one word was heaven to her ears.
"Excuse us for one moment," Bridgett said, being polite, watching that snow-white hair floating on the air as she nodded. "Vikki, why didn't you tell me that girl was
smokin'
!"
"You noticed, huh?" Vikki cooed with this sinful smirk.
"Duh!" Bridgett stated gesturing to her aroused body. Feeling her body responding when Vikki slid her arms around her.
"Then why don't we see if we can tempt her?" Vikki uttered with a devilish grin.
"Mmmhmm," Bridgett hummed in agreement. Passionately kissing her fiancée knowing their love life was never going to be dull. She wouldn't want it any other way. Leading Vikki out of the kitchen by the hand, "Anael, was it?"
"Yes," Anael said, her gaze falling onto Bridgett, her niece/aunt, knowing her father was right. She was awakening. She wouldn't let her father down in this task he had given her.
"Can we get you anything?" Bridgett asked, taking note of how Anael glanced to Vikki who stood behind her then back to her. It was quick but she saw it.
"No, I'm fine," Anael spoke shaking her head.
"
Yes, you are
," Bridgett purred in her head. "For the life of me I can't seem to place where we met."
"I've seen you around," Anael muttered growing bashful, recounting how she spied on Bridgett when her father and mother weren't looking. Her mind flashed back to her conversation she had and still has with Kelly. She was very proud of herself that she was growing into her human womanhood.
"Now, I know if I'd ever seen you, you wouldn't be easily forgotten," Bridgett said, applying her charm. Seeing the strange look in Vikki's eyes at how innocent the girl appeared to be as she blushed and looked away.
"Mother is more beautiful," Anael stammered low. Feeling her chin lifting and turning to look at Bridgett. To her angelic sight, she could see Bridgett's angelic side, knowing it would be soon when Bridgett held her gaze.
"Is your mother here?" Bridgett asked, in a sultry purr, wondering how this sweet, innocent teenager would taste on her tongue. "Then I must be talking to you?" she cooed, leaning forward, lightly kissing Anael's lips so not to frighten her off. Only reason Vikki would bring another girl over was because she wanted a threesome, and she had to admit she wasn't opposed to the idea. "
Shit, did I read that wrong
?" Bridgett asked herself when Anael distance herself.
"I... can't..." Anael whispered softly so not to give out more than what she should. Also of the mixed emotions she felt when Bridgett kissed her. She had seen how her mother and Gabriella were during the Onoskelis crisis
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. She wondered if she too could be like that with her sisters both demonic and angelic. Yet, she was scared to try.
"Hey." How that voice sounded so like her mother's when it took that soft tone. "I didn't mean to come on so strong, you've never kissed a girl before, have you?"
"It's okay to be nervous," Vikki spoke knowing Anael's true nature she wouldn't have any experience with the same sex in a sexual light. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind," she stated, seeing Bridgett staring at her as she sank down to Anael's right side. "You'll be with us; it wouldn't be like you were disobeying."
The conversation only got weirder from that point on, but she didn't mind it really. She thought Anael was an awesome person to hang out with, even if she could only gaze at her beauty, instead of knowing what it felt like beneath her, worth it in her opinion. The next night she could have sworn she saw horns sprouting out along the sides of Anael's head when she met them at the club where she took in the S&M side. It took all her will power not to kiss those lips again as they showed Anael how to dance. Bridgett took every opportunity to have her hands on Anael's hips. Although, she would find Anael hanging out in her brother's room, sometimes when he wasn't there, that did give her pause for a moment. When she spoke to Ira about it he just played it off, yet she knew it was something, she could feel it. Still, though, she wondered why her brother would hide something from her. However, that all changed on the third night of Alyda's and Ira's date. By then all the weirdness she had experienced so far had been cranked up ten notches. One time she could have sworn she saw at least a twenty-foot tall demon woman that was on fire, at least, to her eyes. In truth, it was Ardat Lili's angelic light that caused her eyes to believe it was fire.
Then she felt this lingering coldness when she stepped out the back door. It felt like there were eyes on her from all around as she looked around and saw nothing. Bridgett didn't know how much longer she could pretend like there was nothing happening. She was glad Ira or her mother wasn't there at that moment. She had no idea how they would take all of this. However, that calmness before the storm grew and grew as Vikki sat straight in her seat from snuggling with her on the couch. The way Vikki kissed her left her confused and afraid. Bridgett stared at Vikki oddly when she told her to stay in the house.
"What the fuck was that?!" Bridgett shouted as an ungodly howl filled the night air.
"
Danger
."
"No shit!" Bridgett scrambled to her feet. "What the hell is going on out there?!" Peeking curiously through the blinds in hopes to see if it was real or she had indeed gone insane.
"
Battle
." Her angelic light flared in her brown eyes as Bridgett gazed out at the battle taking place before her home. Her breath quickened, her nostrils flared, her heart raced as her eyes darted about looking for Vikki. They were not going to get caught up in this mess. "
Flee and live, fight and die
." As that voice played in her head her legs were already propelling her towards the front door. Flinging it open, her mind was focused on only one thing -- Vikki!
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Bridgett stared confusingly down the blade of a sword, a sword that appeared to belong to her, that was impaled on some kind of nightmare at the end of her sword. Where did the sword come from?
"What has Mor told Mor's children?!" A sweet, cold, deathly voice crept up her body as Bridgett looked around without daring to take her eyes off the horrors before her. "Fear not Princess, Mor is here, Mor's children will see to your safety. Mor's mate has sent his other children." A wicked grin spread across her face revealing her needle-like teeth to her as four heavenly lights came streaking down in a thunderous boom!
"Sisters!" Anael shouted out. "For Father!" All four bellowed out their battle cry.
"Come, Bridgett, even as strong as they are they won't last long against those things," Missy said, helping Vikki to her feet. "I know you got questions, right now you're in danger, and that puts everyone around you in danger. Come on, grandmother is the only one that has the power to protect you given your choice to fall," she stated gesturing to Vikki. "Now hold still," Missy spoke bringing her cousin in as her wings encased them.
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Chapter Two
"There, now." Missy's voice filled the air as they appeared on the old, abandoned subway platform beneath the mall. "We should be safe here."
