Introduction
Written By Jean Jae

~Serenity~

Jean Jae walked down a slightly beaten path that lead from the side of the many stairs leading up to the household/mansion/castle to the forest that surrounded Serenity . The woods held a calming peace that settled her vision ridden mind, and her hungry, no STARVING succubus. This was where she had spent most of her time all those years ago.

She had hoped that the forest would return that peace to her. And she had been right. The moment she stepped into the forest, it had reacted as though it was a long time friend, and stilled a peace upon her and her succubus.

Jean smiled as she neared a giant weeping willow. Her succubus, recognizing the tree, glided through her mistress softly. Sitting beneath the weeping willow, spreading her long white dress over her bare legs, and leaned back against the tree, she allowed her succubus to flow freely above her, enjoying the peace and calm.

Without much of a warning but the slight increasing pain behind her eyes, she lay her head back, eyes closed, waiting for the vision to come to her. Bright colors exploded before her, merging as one. She lifted a hand, swirling the colors together with a finger.

"Let me See the Future, the Past, the Present, that I have been sent." She commanded of the colors. A whooshing came as she was thrust foreword into the colors, into the vision. The colors faded, and the place before her started to focus.

Jean was now standing in a temple chamber. A big oval bed, draped in black silk sheets and drapes was against a wall. Walking to the bed, she looked down at a woman whose hands were tied above her head to the bed, naked.

Naked, and pregnant.

The woman screamed, pushing the baby out into the hands of an elderly midwife that Jean hadn't noticed before. The midwife cleaned out the eyes, nose, and mouth of the newborn. She placed the baby's mouth beside the woman's throat, and the baby sank his fangs and began to drink.

The Old woman wrapped several blankets around the infant to keep him leveled with the woman's throat. The midwife healed the woman's body to the way it was before the baby. Fully healthy and ready to receive a man immediately.

Jean frowned, then blinked. And blinked again, taking a step back in as a wave of fear hit her.

The baby, right before her eyes, began to grow rapidly. From infant to toddler, to child to teenager to adult man, still drinking from the woman's throat.

Jean stepped closer, watching the man's hand cup the woman's breast. A tattoo on his left shoulder became visible as he knelt over the woman. A coiled snake ready to strike.

"Oh, god," Jean Jae chocked out, horrified. The vision ripped away from her, thrusting her back into reality. She had to tell Ashton. He needed to know that this was how Preston regained his powers, and continued to live.

She stood on shaky legs, determined to find and tell the other god then fell suddenly when a wave of extreme nausea crashed through her body. She fought against it, closing her eyes, taking deep breaths. This particular nausea was from the 'infection' inside her. It happened every time a vision or premonition came over her. She was not ready to alert any of the Companions or the other Courtesans that something wasn't right with her, she would keep this particular secret to herself. For now. She leaned her head back, praying for the nausea and the dizziness to go away.