forum A Hunter's Curse (Closed o/o with Nyx)

Started July 19, 2022 by @Anxietyfilledcinnamonroll group

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Lilith rolled her eyes. Rose was being difficult, worse than her father. “You will understand one day, child, but apparently, today you are ignorant.” She stood, abandoning the two children. Instead, she strolled over to her king, staring at Nathaniel’s sleeping body. Lilith snapped her fingers, summoning another vial with a deep, dark liquid in it. Bending down, she tilted her king's head, opening his mouth. She poured the liquid into his mouth, letting his bodily reflux swallow it. Backing up, Lilith let Nathaniel have his space. The demon stirred, opening his eyes. Everything was fuzzy. Sitting up, Nathaniel made eye contact with his kids. Percy was elastic to see him— Rose did not seem delighted.

Rose watched her carefully and scrunched her nose when she was called ignorant. The girls eyes followed lillith as she walked over to her father and she gripped Percy too her as her father started to stir and she growed softly as he rose up and looked at them both, her eyes dried over to Lilith and then back to her father as she took a step back.

Lilith stood back, keeping close to the cave entrance. Was the king going to finish his rampage or yearn for forgiveness? Ender returned, his ear twitching in annoyance as Lilith blocked the cave entrance. Great. Lilith ruined his one chance.

Nathaniel popped his head up, placing a palm on his temple. The pounding drove him insane. A bitter taste clung to his tongue. Angel blood. They put him to sleep. His gaze rested softly upon his children, watching Rose snatch Percy to draw him back. Percy whined and kicked, not wanting to be in his sister’s grasp. He wanted to hug his father. Nathaniel frowned. His daughter was acting strange. Carefully, he rose, attempting to stand on his feet. The demon king swayed back and forth, his center balance lost. It was the equivalent of a newborn deer. Brushing the dirt and debris off of himself, he carefully drew closer to the twins. Rose’s actions confused him. “What is wrong, Rose?” He regarded her skittish actions, approaching his daughter akin to a cat.

Percy kicked his sister’s ankle. He writhed in his sister’s hold. There was one way to get out of this. Percy bit into his sister’s arm, his half-demon fangs digging into her flesh. He pulled away, watching the blood well up from the wound. His father, however, was not pleased with his actions.

Rose said nothing to her father keeping her attention on Percy she stood still not wanting him to run but cried out when she felt his fangs in her skin, she whined and yanked away from him holding her arm and examining it as the blood dripped down into the floor and she looked at him her eyes filled with tears, she just wanted her mother back and people she lived to stop attacking her.

(I couldn't think of other shit to say lol

Also to anyone confused we moved to discord for a while but now we're back! And we copied our replies and put them here.)

Percy wiggled out of his sister’s grasp, running to his father. He clung to his father’s leg, knocking Nathaniel backward. He whimpered, his jaw trembling. Percy still loved his father, despite the fact he tried to murder them. He wasn’t sure why his sister was acting this way.

Nathaniel picked up Percy, holding the small boy in his arms. He shook his head, frowning. “Percy, don’t bite your sister.” He sighed, inching closer to Rose. “Are you okay, Rose?” Nathaniel bit the inside of his cheek, concern flooding his voice. All he wanted to do was soothe his daughter and dress the wound. Taking a step closer, he kneeled down to Rose’s level, and Percy scrambled out of his arms. “Can I take a look at it? I’m not going to hurt you.” Why did he need to say that? His own daughter should trust he wasn’t going to hurt her, right?

Rose seemed to mirror a skittish wild animal , her pupils were now small slits going from top to bottom in her iris. She growled at him as tiny little tear drops started to fall down her cheeks and she began to cry. "Please don't hurt me papa… Please." She Stoke softly in between sobs and she looked the the king with her bright blue eyes.

(I'm going to start working on on something to bring ember back soon if you have any idea.)

Nathaniel watched his daughter in horror. Why would she plead for him not to hurt her? It seemed out of the ordinary. He had done nothing but loved her. Nothing but loved his family and kill the traitors. He did everything for them. “I’m not going to hurt you, Rose.” Nathaniel attempted a comforting voice, but it only came out rough. “I just want to look at the wound, sweetie.” He reached his hand up to her face, wiping her tears away. He embraced his daughter in a hug. “The monster’s gone, and I’m here.” Nathaniel pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Percy clung to his father, watching his sister tentatively. He hoped she wouldn’t hurt Papa.

Rose sucked in small frantic breaths as Nathaniel grabbed her, she fought against him for a few seconds before giving in and clinging to her father, her body shaking slightly as she buried her face into her father's chest.

Nathaniel picked his daughter up, quietly hushing her. "I'll be okay, Rose." He whispered, rubbing her back gently. Everything had been a blur, but now the threat was gone. At least for now. He made sure to wipe the rest of Rose's tears away, smiling to distract her. Ember was dead. He knew that. There was nothing Nathaniel could do to bring her back, and it tore him up. "Do you want to go home?" He wanted to sleep. The fight exhausted him, and he wanted to curl up in his bed.

Rose nuzzled against her father, her tiny little hear pounding against her chest as she clung to him. She only nodded when he spoke, she was so exhausted she had nearly forgotten about her mother's lifeless body, laying there cold her scent already bringing insects to her corpse, and tiny animals to the entrance of the cave. Rose could smell them and hear the scuttering of their little feet against the dirt floor.

Nathaniel held Rose close, looking around the cave. There was no hope for him. His wife had been murdered. The mother of his children was gone. He sighed, playing with his daughter's hair. "We're going to go home, Rose. You, Percy, and I." Nathaniel looked over to Lilith. She looked at his sorrow. She knew what he was going to ask. Demon's rarely buried their dead, but clearly this was a special case. Nathaniel grabbed Percy's hand, teleporting him and the kids into his bedroom. Nathaniel put Rose down and flopped into his bed. He curled into a ball, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.

Rose had took one last look at her mother before her father had brought her and her brother back home.

The underworld was usually a very miserable and weary place it was quite depressing, but her mother made it feel like home, ember had always looked for the good in everything that she could, that's what made her the good wife mother and queen rose would never forget, the woman she hoped to become when she grew up. Rose felt out of place, her body was cold and she was lonely she felt like she should console her father but what would she say? She was sorry, that it would be okay? Nothing she could say or do would help the situation, just like she couldn't save her mother she couldn't save her father from himself, Lilith had to do that for her. She simply stood in the middle of her father's room listening to his sobs as she stared at the floor slightly seeing herself in the reflection.

(I don't really know where I was going with this.)

Lilith stared at the body of her queen. How was she going to do this? Ember wasn’t a demon, but merely partly demon. She wasn’t exactly versed in human funerals. They were boring, nothing exciting. Werewolf funerals? Hell if she knew. All Lilith had to do was dig a hole and call it a day. Maybe she could get Ender to help. Even if he did piss her off, she had better things to do. Eh, whatever, it would only take a few minutes. So, Lilith looked up, ready to get to work. That was until she noticed purple eyes in the shadows. At first, she thought it was Azazel, spooking her until she remembered he was dispelled. She knew of one other purpled-eyed demon — and he didn’t show himself often. At least not physically. “Tassos.” She held her head high. “What do I have the honor for you to show yourself?” Lilith's tone wasn’t of respect, but rather sarcasm.

The demon in the shadows smiled, stepping out of the abyss. This was a tall demon, almost 7 feet. Not the tallest, but definitely not the shortest. He could need a fashion update, but most demons preferred Victorian clothes in the modern day. She couldn’t put it past him. “I was feeling generous.” Tassos slicked his black hair back with a hand. “I heard the dear queen had died due to Chaos.”

Lilith groaned. She wanted him to do his thing and leave. She didn’t miss his annoying voice or classing demonic stereotypes. “In terms of resurrecting a non-half-demon, very generous.” She needed to keep him in her favor. “Unfortunately, but I think her soul is still intact nor lost. Most die once, but few are lucky to die twice.” Lilith stared at Ember’s body.

Tassos smirked, sauntering over to Ember’s body. “I will give the king my favor. I have in the past, and I liked him.” He giggled, placing a hand on Ember’s forehead. Lilith paced as Tassos used his special ability. He muttered something in Latin, giving life to the body. His eyes were glazed over until the incantation was completed. Standing, Tassos turned to Lilith. “‘Tis complete.”

Lilith sighed. “Dare I actually thank you for your contribution? I will say much obliged instead.” She stood over Ember. “How will I explain this to the children?”

Tassos laughed. “Do not worry about that. I will infuse their memories with false ones. I cannot be so generous to the king. He is too fragile, too smart. The children will live with such innocence until old enough. The king doesn’t have such to keep intact.” His purple eyes burned into her.

Lilith rolled her eyes, shooing Tassos away. “Watch your neutrality closely. I know you only do things to an extent before requiring a price. Forcing Nathaniel to remember is your price. Now leave.” Tassos didn’t say much. He disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

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Nathaniel lay on his head, tears running down his face. The heartache fell deep in his chest and all he wanted was to destroy. However, he didn’t have the energy to obey those desires. All he could manage was to close his eyes. Percy climbed onto the bed and flopped next to his father. He leaned over his father’s shoulder, getting a good look at his face. He laid back down on the bed, staying close to his papa. Percy invited Rose to join him. Both new Nathaniel was torn up, but were not aware how much.

Embers wounds healed rather quickly after tassos incantation was completed, but her eyes remained closed she was still to weak to regain control of her body but she was breathing again this was good, her eyes very slightly fluttered but didn't open, her chest rising and falling peacefully.

Rose didn't accept the invitation she ignored her brother she sat on the floor huffing not even looking at percy, she didn't feel like talking to him. Hear arm where he had bit her was healed but emotionally it still hurt, she didn't want to be around him she was too upset with everything that was going on

Lilith took a deep breath, glad that Tassos had disappeared, going back to the domain he rarely left. She looked down at Ember’s body. She would have to explain this is Nathaniel. He should understand better than the kids. Nathaniel was older, well versed in demonic affairs than some children. Lilith picked up the body of the queen, deciding she should clean her up before reuniting her with the family. She hated her job sometimes, but she would do what was in her best interest. Getting the king’s favor would be a great asset. After all, his patience with her had waned over the months. Lilith disappeared from the human realm in a flash, returning to the palace.

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Nathaniel stirred, wiping his face after a surge of resentment. He let out a demonic howl, sitting up on his bed. He wanted to smash the room to pieces, tearing everything apart. Glass would cover the room once again, and he wouldn’t have cared if it wasn’t for Rose and Percy being in his vicinity. Blood covered his suit and stained his hair. Nathaniel’s eyes were dull. He stares into nothingness before getting up from the bed and leaving the confines of his room. Was he going to do something dangerous? Yes. Did it involve a certain book? Possibly. Percy watched his father leave, meaning he was in the room alone with his sister. She didn’t look too happy with him.

Rose just stayed were she was not moving when her father got up not even paying attention to her brother, she felt numb and angry at the same time. She just wanted her mother back and for everything to go back to normal, she kept seeing her mother jumping on Typhon and ripping flesh off his torso. She shivered at the memories and curled in on herself before laying down on the cold floor her eyes were heavy she hadn't slept in nearly a day.

Before Nathaniel left the room, he turned around to look at his kids. Percy stared at him, guilt reflecting in his giant brown eyes. Rose had curled upon herself, shivering from memories plaguing her mind. He sighed, walking over to Rose. He leaned over, picked up his daughter, and cradled her in his arms. Emotionally, Nathaniel was numb, angry, and distant. He was much different than he was before the incident. He left the room, letting Rose fall asleep against him. Nathaniel walked down the corridor, arriving at the door to his study. He nudged open the door with his foot, holding Rose close. Entering the study, he trudged over to his desk, Percy following him like a puppy. He sat at his desk, letting go of Rose, adjusting her, so she didn’t fall off his lap. Nathaniel reached for a book. The black one with the peeling cover. Opening it, he scanned over the pages before finding the right one. This was going to be rough.

Nathaniel muttered something in Latin, hissing as his skin started to burn. The fire patterns that ravaged his body when rage took over appeared all over his skin. He wretched, wincing in pain as he dropped the book. Memories of the first time he did this flooded back to him, pain searing through his head. Nathaniel stood, unceremoniously dropping Rose. He swallowed harshly, his eyes rolling in the back of his head before falling to the ground. He kept making the same mistakes.
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Lilith had cleaned up the queen, placing her in the king’s bed. All that ran through the demon’s head was the line being drawn. As every day passed, revolution drew closer. She sighed, closing the bedroom door. The next morning, she came back to see if Ember was still alive.