To be human is to be imperfect.
But I'm not human. And that's the beautiful thing about it.
With a quick swipe of a kitchen towel, it soaked up droplets of water on the kitchen counter that I had spilled. I tipped my head back slightly as I sipped the water from an Aquafina bottle. The digital clock on top of the microwave( Not like I actually needed a microwave) read 8:00 pm.
The memory of my first encounter with Draco over about five centuries, was still fresh in my mind. That son of a bitch, I thought to myself with a please smile as I remembered how sweetly satisfying it was for the heel of my foot firmly meeting the soft flesh of Draco's, ah...lower region.
Silence in thick layers were settled over the kitchen. I took a long look around my home from the view of the swivel chair I was seated in. I took in the kitchen...the shiny aluminum floor...the vast space and ceiling of the family room...the chandelier...And I realized that I didn't belong here. I didn't belong to this human world.
A yearning for my true home back in the sea overtook me, before I cast it aside. What the hell are you whining for? You took this job, so live with it.
Slightly glowering, I looked up at the ceiling as the maid, the only other living person in the so-called house aka mansion, started vacuuming.
The sudden disturbance in the calming quiet of the household made me frown.
Almost as if planned, the phone rang shrilly.
I sat in my seat, unconcerned.
" I'm not getting up from my seated ass. Leave a message, buddy," I muttered to myself.
The answering machine beeped. Then my recorded voice with apparent boredom and nonchalance flooded the kitchen with it's clarity," Not home right now. Either leave a message or fuck off."
A smile glimmered on my lips, which was quickly wiped away by the person's voice that was leaving me a message.
Theraisa Geriodon.
Oh god, I inwardly groaned. Don't tell me that the Inner Seriana Council are gonna try to control this mission I'm working on.
Theraisa was the gaurdian of Order. It basically meant that she made sure everyone was doing their job right. Personally, I disliked her. She was part of the Inner Council. The Inner Council was a group made up by five Seriana's : Gaurdian of Order( Theraisa Geriodon), Gaurdian of Judgement ( Ressia Trenie), Gaurdian of Knowledge ( Sylviana Wistere), Gaurdian of Inquisitiveness ( Yaseira Mechora), and Gaurdian of Fate ( Heliatia Kartha).
Rolling my eyes, I listened in silence at what she had to say. Her voice held no traces of laughter, happiness...anthing. It was expressionless and masked. She was just a tool of the Inner Council, a servant.
" Lilith DeAllure," Came Theraisa's voice. I rolled my eyes again. Gods, does she HAVE to use my whole name?."
Her voice continued," Meet me in the Twilight Cafe on Serapanth Street at 3:00 pm tommorow. I have news about your mission that may make it even more complicated."
The message ended.
Well that's just great, I thought with sarcasm. Just make it harder on me, why don't cha?
Taking another swig from the Aquafina bottle, I slid off the stool with grace. I slid open the french glass doors in the living room, and breathed in the crisp, fresh air of the night. This has been one hell of a day, I thought to myself.
Riiiiii-iiiiinnnnggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
My eyes shot open, and with a feral snarl escaping my lips, I disconnected the alarm clock and threw it at the wall. Sunlight poured in from the misty curtains of my bedroom.
My head fell back against the pillow with a thump.
Ugh...it's morning...I hate mornings.
As I struggled to get out of bed, I glanced at the digital clock now lying on the floor on it's side. It read 12:00 pm.
Ok...maybe it wasn't morning. Still, twelve noon was still early for me. I wasn't what you would call a morning person.
I yawned sleepily. Damn...almost time for that meeting with Theraisa. Oh well...I guess I better get dressed so I can be there on time for once. My lips twitched, almost breaking into a smile.
" What do they want to inform me about?"
Theraisa's piercing hazel eyes blinked for a moment, then answered in a clear voice," The Inner Council...they're displeased with you. It concerns with....your relationship with the Lord of the Dark Court."
What relationship?! We don't have a relationship!, my mind screamed. Instead, I asked in a tight voice," What are you talking about?"
Her eyes met mine. Hazel to emerald.
" The Dark Court uniting with the Night World, of course," She stated a-matter-of-factly.
Silence.
" When did this happen," The words managed to come out flatly. I was still in the process of letting what she said sink in.
" Very recently," Theraisa informed me with raised eyebrows," They only joined just yesterday afternoon."
Somehow I knew that things weren't going the way I planned...
