Helvete: Feeding Sin

[Anonymous]

The small redhead bobbed up to the guardsmen outside the dungeons and started to walk in but the two guards stopped her. "Where do you think a little pretty thing like you is going?" Only one spoke but both eyed her with only a man's interest. She just smiled though and gave them a hurt look. "I just wanted to visit an old friend...So I could comfort him, he's awfully lonely..." Her mind battled against theirs, finding their each weakness and persuading them easily to move. The other one spoke first, "Oh fine but don't be long, there is something in there....we think. Well its just dangerous but hurry!" He managed an almost gruff voice but she just smiled sweetly and walked past.

"Oh yeah one more thing, I'd like you two fine boys to join me for lunch...right now." Her voice quivered into a hissing at the end, her body sliding partly to the ground as her transformation was sharp and quick. Not a petty redhead but a larger than life black anaconda was hissing and pulling up from the ground behind the men.

Before they could start attacking or squabbling away in shouting, she striked out quick as lightning and bit the first man in the side, her mouth easily covering his stomach area. The other man stared in fear and uttered a stumbling yelp. The other man laid on the ground, blood gushing out of his large wound on his stomach. She had already injected her acid green poison that was deadly by the drop, her fangs easily retracting to 4 inches.

Her large head swiveled 'round to the other man and she hissed out in a low voice that was merciless and vile. "And now dessert for my lovely...." This time she striked his leg, taking in a mouth full of metal but her teeth sank through that to the fresh blood and tasty flesh. Her poison now dribbled from the wounds as she pulled up and looked around. No one had come, thank Satan.

Curling her tail around one of the men's body and unsheathing her fangs again to latch onto the other man, she dragged them in with her heavy slick body into the lair of the thing she loved so dearly. Her favorite object of Sin or as some called it, "The thing" or "Disease." She referred to is as "her lovely." The thing was far from lovely as she knew but she loved it still, it was one of the main Sinful things on this world.

She sited its hole, the place reaked of death and other bad smells but her scents flashed red at the hightened smell of blood and flesh. For some reason, as her anaconda form she loved flesh and blood. She craved it, sometimes she even transformed to eat it men she lured with her persuading powers. But she wouldn't need to persuade her lovely with her unusual beauty or multiple tongues. Two fresh men for lunch would satisfy her lovely, she adored and pampered her lovely.

She sited the spider like things crawling every where but she wouldn't bother them, they would accept her sacrifice too. Her anaconda shadow on the wall disappeared and came her beautiful human form of a small, petty redhead girl with black eyes. She was a Hiroko and the Daughter of Satan, Heiress to the Throne of Evil, Princess of Sin and Lies. Oh so many titles but she always stuck to Hiroko Daughter of Satan even if she had yet to meet her father except once, when she was born. She didn't even know her mother, not even remember a blurry mental picture of her but nor did she care.

Walking back outside, she led a lamb in. Its eyes rolled in fear and desperately struggled against Natasha but with a hard yank, sent the lamb sprawling in. Natasha went to the door and closed it, locking herself in for now...even if it was hardly locking herself in, she loved being in here. The smells of dungeon were pugent to her but she didn't bother to try and make them disappear, it was one of those things that would never disappear.

The spiders would soon converge upon the lamb but she would make them wait, her lovely was always first. A vile smile came upon her glossy lips as she dragged the first man to the hole and laid him right on the edge of it. With a harsh kick, she sent him sprawling to his other doom. The poison wouldn't affect her lovely, her lovely was poisoness and disease. Her poison would never hurt her father's creations, she wouldn't dare hurt her pets or her lovelies.

She pulled the other man to the edge of the hole, not kicking him in. Hopefully she could lure her lovely up for a small chat, no one was here so no one would see her lovely but her. The lamb cowered in a corner, the spider like things crawling about more and more now. They were anxious and ready but now it was time, no need to make them wait.

Natasha knew they didn't really eat things but she would let them enjoy themselves on killing something live. She moved out of the way, making sure she didn't fall in the hole. She was't worried about being with her lovely while her lovely was eating but being stuck down there for a long while was no fun, she had other evil doings to do and duties. She awaited her dearies, the spider like things, to converge upon the lamb. Its soft skin was barely an armor for them, its innocence and insercurity would draw them nearer and make them curious. The lamb bellowed and raked the wall in the corner, eyes rolled even more as it looked for a desperate escape. It kicked the air with soft hooves, but darligs were smart, they could dodge a fearful and insane lamb.

A smile so vile and that could only belong and come from her father came across Natasha's face as she watched gleefully. She was truly her father's daughter, the Heiress of Hell. Maybe even worse than her father, not caring for any soul but that couldn't be, she loved her lovelies.

[Anonymous]

The disease, Nox Mortis, festered and spewed as the Daughter of Sin brought two humans over to it. It has been a short time since it had claimed any new victims but the more it got, the stronger it became.

The sludge released two spiders that carried the initial mother portion of the disease to the humans. The first spider found the easiest entrance point. The bloody human which laid on the ground was the perfect starting point. The first spider went into the bite marks on the leg and coursed it's way through the veins and made it's way to the heart.

Once the spider got into the man's heart, the arteries began rotting off. Closing up and falling from the heart, causing immediate death. Once the human was dead, the spider disappeared, leaving no other traces on his body except for one. The color of the man's skin did not change or would decay for any reason.

The second man, however, would not be so lucky. The spider made it's way up the body of the man and entered through the nose, heading straight for the brain. The spider began nesting itself within the brain of the main, feeding off the energies that passed through the brain, allowing the spider to take initial control of the man's actions, thoughts, and even personality. In basics, it's turning him into a Zombie like creature.

The guard began moaning and semi-growling as the spider no longer wished to remain in it's new shell. The spider began biting and burrowing it's way through the brain, causing the man to fall to the ground, stone cold dead. His head cracked against the concrete and split wide open, giving the spider enough room to get out and make it's way back to the sludge.

Althgouh the spider carried something with it...a piece of the man's brain.

[Anonymous]

Natasha watched gleefully, like a little girl watching a puppet show. The small spider-like monsters carried about through the two guards, not a care in the world. She listened to Nox's spewing and shuddered as she resisted the urge to switch swiftly into her black anaconda form and eating the lamb.

The lamb continued to baaing but the sounds were coming out in distress calls, a screeching baa. It kicked the wall and slammed the packed-dirt floor with its tender cloven hooves, its eyes rolling with fear and insanity that was slowly growing inside its mind.

During all, Natasha shifted from her shadowy spot against the wall to the more spotlight-like spot, next to "her lovely's" hole. She could hear him fustering and spewing but whispered down to him. "Do not worry my lovely, soon you will be stronger and become more conquering in this not so sinful world." She crooned the words but had a vile tone to them, one with not evil but knowing, planning tone. Like she knew something that others didn't, but wasn't that right?

None others usually came to feed him but she served him at least twice a week. Usually with the guards but would bring along other treats too like a lamb or such, here and there. She would make him strong, make him almost unstoppable. She, Daughter of Sin, would strengthen Sin in a never-ending battle between "Good" and "Evil".

[Anonymous]

The sludge festered greatly as a rod like shape went straight towards the wall. Finger like shapes forming slowly as the second went to the adjacent wall. It helped that the hole was positioned in the corner..the disease had the means to pull itself up so that the rest of it's body could take a humanoid form.

Once it had formed, Nox Mortiis took a few steps as the ground under him became black with spiders chasing behind him. He walked slowly towards the woman that fed him the two humans. The disease stopped two feet away from her and allowed the spiders to come back to him.

The creature stood directly into Natasha's eyes...communicating with her telepathically.

"Why do you show such love for me?" The creature's voice rang out through her head. "When I am incapable of returning such a thing..."

The creature stuck his hand out to Natasha and brushed her cheek slowly...feeling the softness of her skin...watching as a spider began crawling towards her ear.

The creature began walking again....out of the dungeon, past her....

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She watched as her lovely climbed gradually out of his small prision, taking shape. Of all her father's creations, Nox Mortiis had been her favorite ever since. Nothing gave her more joy then strengthening her lovely Mortiis.

She nearly stepped back from him when stopped. They both knew that even with her being Satan's daughter, she was weak with her powers. His voice was clear inside her head, almost teasing like a whisper in her ear. Her own bitchy evil-self seem to crumple to the floor at his words yet she stood. A hand went up to her chest and hovered over her heart before turning into a loose fist as if trying to keep him from touching her heart.

His rough feel glided against her soft flesh, feeling a single spider get away. She wanted to feel him, know what it was like to be in his arms, but knew all too well.... He was of pure evil. Evil did not love nor was loved yet she cared deeply for her Mortiis. Her loose hand went up to the spider and she cupped it into her hand to glance at it feebly before letting it crawl after its master on floor, not smashing it like she did with normal spiders but not darligs.

Watching him walk past her, she took the shadows and became one with them. All that was left of her now was a shadow on the wall in the form of a snake, and in one of her many forms....a shadow itself. She followed Nox but stopped at the entrance of the dungeon, watching him as she transformed back....

[Anonymous]

The disease continued to take the shape of a human as it walked down the hall of the castle. It took a mirrored resemblence of it's creator....Noxcaladoxia..All except for the wings, which instead are home to rather large scars from them being cut off during his ritual burial.

It could still sense the eyes of Natasha watching. Staring. Her desire to follow growing immensely. A slow turn accompanied with a raising of his arm to tell her to accompany him to the Arctic. The only church sinister enough to put Noxcaladoxia in the ground and send his soul to the realm of Cthulhu.

Touching guards as he passed, they immediately fell to the ground. Dead. The spiders that left his hands had direct access to his brain and did not need to venture far through the rest of the body.

Nothing can stop it's journey. For there is no cure for Death. No way to bring them back when they do not have the wiring for life. No way to reconfigure a human.

The disease came to a halt and allowed the missing pieces to come back to him, abling Natasha to catch up with him. He would transport them to the church of Aiwass. He did not know, however, where the body of his creator is. The best he could do is transport to the church and wait..

Wait for the group of people that his mind created, the group of people in the jungle...making their way towards the freezing region.

"Come Natasha....we will no longer be walking these halls...the Great Beyond is pulling on me...and I have to answer the call." The disease relayed to Natasha's mind.

[Anonymous]

Natasha continued to watch him, not expecting him to turn around or tell her come. She stared wide eyed though when he did tell her to come, to follow him to the artic. Her body fell to the ground in form of a shadow again and rushed to his side before going back to her original shape of a short redhead girl.

Not a word left her mouth nor did she make any sound, silent as a shadow. But all that ran through her mind though was ~Father must be proud, I have made Nox Mortiis again...~ So she didn't quite understand if it was the exact Nox Mortiis or just the disease left behind or what, but he seemed oh so perfect to her for some reason.