The Cursed Human

“Please!! I haven’t talked to Royals in ages!” His shaky voice was denying his words. The way he was trying to avert his eyes were confirming Lucifer’s suspicion.

“Hmm…. you can go.” Lucifer said calmly as he turned towards Michael.

“He was lying.” Michael breathed out as he observed the Vampire sprinting towards the opposite side of the forest. Lucifer aimlessly rotated his dagger in his hands as his eyes scanned the vampire’s back. And in no time he threw the dagger in air. The screams of the vampire echoed in whole vacant forest making Lucifer tilt his head and analyse the speed with which he had pierced his heart.

“I know….. Her scent is all over the area.” Michael looked confused at Lucifer as he tried to read his mind but like always everything was blank like Lucifer himself.

Lucifer snapped his fingers and one of his guard came running towards them.

“My lord,” the guard said, standing at attention.

“Have your men search the western villages on the outskirts of Zhoutis. Michael and I will head east.” Lucifer ordered.

“Yes, my lord.” The guard nodded before he started barking orders to the rest of the men.

Michael looked at Lucifer tensely. His muscles tensed up as he followed behind Lucifer behind the woods.

****

Her senses burned with his touch as he explored her body. His lips curled up in a smirk as he planted his lips on hers. Her heart was beating erratically within her chest. All she wanted to do was kick him in balls.

Before he could deepen the kiss, a loud bang from other side of the door startled him and he groaned in annoyance.

“What the hell?!” He growled as he abruptly pulled away from her and looked down at her with amused eyes. He grinned at her as he watched her breathing grew rapid and difficult. Her wet and blurry eyes looked at him with the expression of helplessness.

He again groaned as he heard another loud bang.

“What?!” He asked again before he walked towards the door and opened it. But before he could open it fully, a loud sound resonated in whole room. His face turned in opposite direction with the force of slap that he received.

“What is wrong with you?!!” An awfully familiar voice entered Sarah’s ears as she tried to look at the intruder but couldn’t see anything because of the spell that was dominating her senses.

Draven rubbed his sore cheek as he looked venomously at Victoria. Every fibre in his body wanted nothing more than to strangle her to death but he didn’t did anything, in fact he grinned at her as he saw the concern dancing in Victoria’s eyes.

“Always ruining my fun, little sister.” Draven amused while Victoria looked past him with unsettled expression.

“What is wrong with you Draven?! She has nothing to do with what happened in past! She herself is victim of Lucifer’s wrath!” Victoria rushed past Draven as she looked at Sarah’s fatigued and exhausted self laying on bed. Victoria couldn’t help but feel pity for the girl, she herself was a victim and looking at someone who was going to went through same, ignited fire of empathy within her.

“Wrong with me?! Are you even hearing yourself, Vicki?! You are the one who is trying to protect your enemy’s alley?!” Draven groaned as he watched Victoria covering Sarah’s body with the satin sheets. She helped her to sit up while Draven looked at them with disappointment.

“YOUR ENEMY! Not mine!” She gritted as she looked at Falcon. “And she is not an alley… she is merely a human who has no idea what is going on?” Victoria whispered before giving Draven a disgusted look.

“Am I sensing Insurrection?” Draven asked while he moved towards Victoria with balled fists.

“No!… Why would I betray you?! I have no one to rely on!” She scoffed in annoyance. Draven raised a questioning brow at her.

“It’s just….. I don’t want anyone to feel… the things that I had gone through.” She whispered and turned to look at Sarah’s face. She saw herself at her place, screaming, crying with helplessness but there was no one to stop. Only she knew how it felt to lose your dignity, your honor.

Sarah’s vision cleared as she breathed heavily. Draven snapped his fingers and mumbled something in foreign language.

Sarah felt the dizziness wearing off her senses while her eyes getting clearer view of the room. Her eyes landed on Falcon as she immediately tried to run towards him but due to remains of spell, her feet wobbled.

“Easy there.” Victoria supported her weight while at the same time she helped her getting off the bed. Sarah looked at her and nodded her head as she moved towards Falcon.

“Falcon!” She whispered before she cradled his face between her palms. His skin felt so rough and swollen and all she wanted to do was cry and blame herself for all this. Falcon looked worriedly at her and tried to lift her mood by curling his lips in a gentle smile. Her tears kept flowing and flowing, making her realise how much she missed her friend.

Every single betrayal of him was long gone from her mind replacing it with concern and love that she felt towards her friend.

All the mutiny was blew away leaving their pure and friendly love.

“I’m.. okay.” He said trying to calm her down. She hugged him tightly like he was going to vanish in thin air.

“I’m sorry…. it’s all my fault…. I shouldn’t have tried to escape…” Her shattered and weak words were tearing his heart apart. Her continuously sobbing and crying was making the situation bad and emotional.

Draven rolled his eyes at them while Victoria got lost looking at them. Memories were starting to haunt her and this was the last thing she wanted.

“Enough of this rubbish!” Draven barked making Sarah jump. She looked at Draven with hatred and dirty look in her eyes.

“ENOUGH OF YOUR GAMES! I’m done playing!” She screamed as Draven looked with amusement at her.

“I refuse to be your little plaything!” Her voice was determinant and laced with disgust.

Draven clenched his jaw as his green eyes rested on her face. His first red hairs were rested peacefully on his forehead as he heaved in anger.

“You’ll be whatever I want you to be!” He growled as Sarah tried not to shrink. She tried not to back away as he stride towards her.

“ENOUGH!!” Victoria growled as she pushed Draven behind her and glared at him.

“Matthew was looking for you.” She said as she looked at Sarah and Falcon.

“Now!” She growled as Draven heaved in anger and walked away from them.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped the sheets tightly around herself. Victoria walked towards the door.

Before she could exit, warm hands wrapped around her wrists as she looked at her wrist. Sarah quickly withdraw her hands as she looked nervous at her.

“I… Thank you.” She mumbled as warm tears blinded her vision.

Victoria gulped down. Looking at Sarah bought all the bad memories of past. She softly nodded her head and walked away leaving Sarah all confused and worried.

****

“Leave me!” She cried but nothing was working. Her throat was sore from all the crying and screaming but that was not her main focus. Her main focus was to get out of the grip of this man.

“Come on, darling. Don’t be so rude. I’m just trying to help you.” His voice sends shiver down her spine. She thrashed in his hold and kicked him in his stomach.

“You bloody bitch!” He screamed in agony and she ran towards the dark alley. His loud footsteps could be heard clearly in the empty surrounding. Her breath came out shallow as she looked over her shoulder.

She screamed as she felt herself being tackled to the ground. Her limbs ached with sudden contact.

“No! No! No!” Her body weakened as she felt a sting of needle being injected in her arm. Her body started to weaken while her insides started burning.

“She’s feisty.” She could hear the men talking around her. But her senses were weakend leaving her all weak and fragile.

Her breathing quickened as she smell the stench of men around her.

Werewolves. Shape shifters.

“Little vampire is trying to get away!” A loud laughter echoed around her making fear invading her mind.

“She won’t fight, vervain is in her system.” One of them said as he tore opened her white dress. She could feel them touching her as three pairs of hands expelled her body shamelessly.

“I wonder how vampires feel.” Laughter was around her. Her body numbed as she felt someone entering her.

“Fuck!! She feels heavenly!” Groans and moans of pleasure was all she heard as they violated her.

Teardrops fell on her hands as she looked past trees. Memories were something she dreaded the most. Nothing was good enough to memorize. She still wished Draven hadn’t found her that night and she would be dead. How much she wanted a stake to went through her heart and extinguish all her pain. After all those years, her wounds were healed and buttered but what about her heart? Her heart was still burning with pain and shame that she went through. Tearing their hearts apart didn’t did any good to her. It seemed to ignore the fire of vengeance in her body.

Werewolves were never her favorites, they never were.

“Still mourning over past.” She quickly wiped her cheeks as she planted a huge smile on her face before turning around.

“I have nothing to mourn.” She whispered.

“When?” Damon asked. Victoria looked confused at him while she quirked a brow.

“When will you stop pretending that nothing concerns you?… When will you stop blaming yourself?” Damon furrowed his brows as he looked worriedly at his sister. “When will you stop being like…. you don’t care?”

“Cause I don’t!” She snapped.

“You do Vicki!” He scoffed. His arms extended as he engulfed her in his arms.

“You do, and I can’t see you like this, not anymore” he whispered while planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“He was going to….”

“I know, but he was never like this and you know that.” He said while rubbing her back.

“That’s what revenge and vengeance make you….. cruel, hateful…”

“A monster.” She completed. Her heart ached remembering all the sinful things her brother has committed, yet he was going to commit one more.

****

“Wear these.”

“Thank you” she said and walked towards what she assumed was bathroom. After wearing clothes she exited as she looked at Victoria.

“Suits you.” She smiled at Sarah.

Sarah looked warmly at her and looked at the woman who was busy dressing Falcon’s wounds. Falcon was not looking at her but the way his ears were pointed out she knew he was listening to them conversing.

“About earlier…”

“I told ya’…. no need” she said dismissively as Sarah smiled at her.

Sarah looked around the room and traced the objects laying on furniture. Victoria dismissed the woman after she finished dressing Falcon’s wounds.

“Poisonous.” Victoria said and Sarah quickly withdraw her hands from the jar. Her fingers itched to traced the designing but she knew better.

She turned around as door to the room opened.

“Draven’s calling you.” Damon hissed at Falcon.

“I’m not his little bitch.” Falcon gritted.

“Oh really! You bl-”

“Shut up, you both!” Victoria growled but their staring contest was still going on.

“Falcon, will you please go?” Victoria asked nicely as Falcon huffed and walked away with Damon following closely behind him.

“What’s up with these two?” Sarah asked curiously. Her eyes were still scanning the room but her ears were still waiting for Victoria’s reply.

“‘Your brother hates mine so I hate you’ kind of shit.” Victoria shrugged her shoulders.

“Oh!…” Sarah breathed out as her eyes landed in very familiar painting. She tries to remember where she had seen it. Same blue eyes, sane raven hairs. Same beauty.

“Who’s she?” She whispered as her fingers traced the painting.

Victoria looked at the painting and twisted her mouth.

“Melissa…” She answered while keeping her eyes intact on the painting. Her words indicated how much she despised the person.

“I have seen this painting somewhere but I don’t remember exactly.” Sarah mumbled as her eyes took in the beauty of the woman.

“Reynes, Lucifer’s kingdom…?” Victoria suggested as Sarah quickly turned around to face her.

“Yes! How d-”

“… Just a guess..” Victoria mumbled.

“Why do they have same painting..?” Sarah asked trying to know more.

“She is Draven’s first love…” Victoria said.

“But why did Lucifer have her painting?” Sarah questioned while narrowing her eyes at the painting. Victoria couldn’t help but scoffed in frustration.

“Lucifer was her first love….”