Fenton povFinally, fucking finally my plan is starting to move somewhere. I can’t believe it has taken me so long to get this close to what I truly want. It was supposed to be easy - a quick and simple kidnapping, a drop of his blood and boom, I’m at the top of the food chain. But no, of course that’s now how everything happened. Not only was I stuck with a team of idiots who somehow managed to snatch the wrong guy, but also, I’ve been hiding in the woods like some criminal all this time. But not for long anymore.. I’m so close I can taste the victory at the back of my throat already and I refuse to let go of it. “You’re delusional, you know that, right?” Felix grumbles next to me, still acting like his voice holds some power near me. The truth is that just because he survived Lenox Vincent doesn’t mean he’s special all of a sudden. Lenox is an enigma, nobody in their right mind could ever figure him out. Fuck it, even crazies couldn’t do that simply because of how backwards t
Lenox povOkay, so, hear me out.. It’s not that I wanted to kill the guy, alright.. Okay, okay, fine, stop nagging me, I wanted to kill him. There, happy? Now fuck off and let me do my thing. Anyway.. Here I am, hopping down the halls of what I assume is supposed to be hell, covered in demonic blood from head to toe, feeling like I finally belong somewhere. It’s not that I don’t feel like I belong at home with my family, because I really do, but it’s not the same. Laz and Luka love to piss me off and nag about my little midnight activities. I mean, come the fuck on, a little walk through forest has never hurt anyone, right? RIGHT? That aside, down here nobody nags me about having some tiny impulses to do things. I simply can’t help them anyway. Also, maybe the fact that I haven’t run into anyone else yet helps too. “Oh, demons?” I call out cheerfully, somehow managing to make my voice sound like a song, hitting the perfect note. “Here, kitty, kitty, kitty!” Obviously nobody res
Luka povEver since I heard that Laz is returning with the kids, nothing but dread is filling me. I don’t think anyone truly understands how scary older siblings can be, even if they’re just a few minutes later, but especially if they’re as calm and collected as Lazarus is. The truth is that the calm ones are often the deadliest ones. It’s not the same situation with Lenox, of course, nobody could keep him sitting down and quiet even if he was bound to a chair by force. That guy always finds a way to get under someone’s skin even if unintentionally. The logical part of me is screaming for me to sit down and think. Like, carefully think everything over and plan a couple of steps ahead. The not so logical part wants to scream, tug at my hair, maybe create some much needed bald spots on my head in the process too since I really seem to need them these days.. not. But also, there’s another part that wants nothing but peace and silence so it screams at me, demanding for me to sit dow
Lazarus povOphelia is still sleeping, now safely tucked in the car seat, while Alister is sitting in the passenger seat next to me while I drive us back home. Alister isn’t pouting or scowling so I take it as a win, a tiny one, but a win nevertheless. In all honesty, after he announced we’re supposed to return home because we need to wake up Ophelia, I was sceptical at first. But then, I remembered how Than mentioned that I should trust Alister, so right now, I’m putting all trust that’s left within me in my son. Not that I wouldn’t in any other day, but this is a bit different from any other everyday situation. Also, as selfish and maddening as this sounds, I kind of hope that Lenox won’t be around when we arrive. I know, for a fact, he will rip my head off once he finds out I’ve kept his daughter away - he doesn’t care if it’s for safety or any other good reason, he’ll just kill me. “Dad?” Alister suddenly speaks up, but his eyes remain locked on the passenger seat window, wat
Than povOne thing everyone should understand is that I don’t play when it comes to my family. And now, the Vincent’s are my family as much as my little demonic spawns are. Regardless of why or how, in his tiny, undeveloped mind, Ted decided that he has the right to play with what I love the most, which means the consequences are impossible to escape. It’s about time I remind the little sneaky bitch why he’s supposed to thank God for his existence in the first place and just how easily every prayer he might mutter will be ignored. Mark my words, they will be ignored no matter how loud he screams. While the demons split into groups to find Ted, I head to the main hall where there is the throne where I sit whenever I deliver punishments to sinners and that little bitch is the first name on my list today. Some demons follow me but neither talk so I don’t try to start any communication either. Instead, I focus on every wild thought that runs through my mind, mainly the ideas about eve
Luka povEver since Sarah left with that guard, I’ve been pacing the office like a mad dog. Okay, not the entire time exactly. First, I was limping like an injured animal since my beloved woman has quite a kick to her. Never in my life had I thought that I’d fall in love with someone who’d knee me in the dick, but here we are.. Bet Lenox would have a field day with this if he ever found out. Speaking of which, I wonder where he is.. Knowing Lenox, he’s probably up to no good, like always, but not hearing from him for this long feels odd and wrong. With the past and everything that happened to my brother, it’s only understandable that I’m very darn overprotective of him, but now, I don’t know what to think anymore. I trust Lenox, I really do trust him, but I can’t say I don’t worry every time he leaves the house. Scenarios, awful, bloody and very painful scenarios fill my mind and unfortunately, many of them don’t have Lenox as the perpetrator, so my anxiety levels only spike. At