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Submitted by Snark << snark.at.corporatedirtbag.com (View user info) at 2004-08-26 11:05:02 EDT

Parts 1 through 11 (good lord)

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NECROSIAC 12

Brother was bored.

Lillith could read his mood by the way he was playing with his wine glass. The way he swapped it from hand to hand and watched the crimson liquid slosh around inside, his sculptured brow knitted in frustration. She didn't like it when he was like that. When Brother got bored he got mean and when he got mean no one was completely safe. Not even her.

In the past father had been there to protect her, forcing Adrian to take his violent urges out on a pet, but father was gone.

The few times since that Adrian had fully exercised his will upon her, had brought her far beyond her well developed threshold for pain to a place too close to true death for comfort. She knew he would never willingly destroy her, but she was also well aware that he had no control when he was drowning in an urge. She knew because she was the same way. The difference being she didn't have the strength to effectively defend herself against him. Adrian had always been stronger and the powers growing inside them both seemed to be manifesting faster in him for some reason.

Soon he would want to play.

She usually enjoyed playing with Adrian. When he was lucid he was expert at taking her to the threshold and back. He knew how to feed her pleasure and pain like father never had. He knew how to read her agony, her ecstasy, her lust. He never failed to leave her spent and quivering, bleeding fluid and desire, teetering on the edge of dark places and darker satisfaction. She constantly ached for his malevolent touch. She longed to be the agonized slave of the abomination that hung between his legs. The protrusion of flesh, bone, and blade fused together by his dark magic. But when he was like this, there would be no threshold. If he lost himself in his urge she would be lucky to survive. She had been thrice lucky so far. She didn't care to test fate again.

They had been idle too long. Father had not completed his teachings before he was taken, and she knew they were on the verge of losing the path.

It had been three weeks since the time that nosey Mr. Stevens had violated their sanctuary, and even longer since they had initiated Charlie Foster into the family. At first they were drunk with the power growing inside them. Later they realized they had been lucky with Charlie and luckier still with Steven's. They had caught Charlie off guard, if he had been able to react a second sooner there was no doubt he could have blinded them with illusion and left the room at his leisure. But it wasn't until their encounter with Stevens that they understood how fragile their situation was.

Stevens had put up a fight and almost won. Lillith had been eager to test the power of the Seer blossoming within her for some time but father wouldn't let her. He had warned her and Adrian on several occasions against exercising their stolen gifts until they were fully grown.

"The knowledge of the talent ripens with the talent itself, my flower, like fruit picked to soon from the tree"

She silently chided herself for not listening to him. The Seer father had taken was strong but not nearly as strong as the one on their list, and the knowledge of how to use the talent had not fully ripened. She and Adrian had assumed the ease with which they detected Stevens presence meant either one would easily be a match for him. She'd let Stevens' into her mind and locked him in, unprepared for the brutality of his retaliation.

The sheer force of his will almost instantly broke her. The man had been powerful and skilled. She lacked the experience and knowledge to mount a proper defense and he had come close to dissolving her. She remembered it felt like Stevens was melting her being, as if her conscious mind was wax and his intent the flame. Panic and anger had lent her strength and she'd managed to hold at the brink of forever but Stevens had kept pushing until she could feel herself slipping into oblivion.

Finally Adrian had intervened, joining his mind to hers, lending her the strength of his will and in her anger she had given that nosey, nosey man exactly what he'd come for. She'd enveloped him with her will and took him to the dark places she shared with her brother. She'd pealed back his defenses one by one leaving his mind naked and defenseless within her, and then threw everything she was into him until she could feel him on the verge of madness. She had wanted him to know everything. She had wanted him to understand what was going to destroy him.

She'd made him say it, and then she raped his mind with every brutal ounce of brothers borrowed strength. After she'd had her satisfaction, she'd shown him what happens to nosey men.

She'd won but not without paying a price. Almost as soon as she was done with Stevens she'd lapsed into a kind of dream state that she still couldn't remember. Two days later she had come out of it having lost most of the knowledge she'd ripped from her victims mind. Luckily brother had been smart and used the time she was gone to monitor the portal Stevens had opened. He'd discovered that the Agency was on to them and what little Stevens had been able to communicate to them.

He'd also discovered Mattaius Pitt.

They had lost fathers list when he was taken from them. Father had told them the names of thirty three prospective members to the family, but between the two of them they could only remember eight. Charlie Foster had been one and Mattaius Pitt had been another. Without fathers guidance they didn't know where to find the others. They had counted on him for so much and now found themselves unprepared to carry on the work.

After the encounter with Stevens they were hesitant to go after Pitt. Fear of the agency didn't bother them so much as their lack of knowledge about their next victim. They knew the names on fathers list all bore some extraordinary gift but they were unclear as to what Pitts was. So they had decided to bide their time, to move to another sanctuary, to lay low and let the fruit within them and their growing Necrosiac powers ripen.

Three agonizing weeks had passed, and brother estimated they had three weeks to go.

Lillith knew she probably wouldn't make it that long, at the very least she would be broken and useless.

She was becoming frustrated and desperate so she summoned Doll with the hope an idea would come to mind while she played.

Doll was her oldest pet. She'd been a birthday gift from father many years earlier. The thing that had been Charlie Foster was fast becoming her new favorite but she supposed she would always have a soft spot for Doll.

The thing that had once been 8 year old Amy Sellis shuffled awkwardly towards its master, tendons creaking.

Adrian sat up and raised an eyebrow as it made its long meandering journey across the musky candlelit interior of the sitting room.

"You still have Doll I see"

Lillith took note of the barely concealed menace in brother's voice and did her best to sound nonchalant.

"Yes of course, she was a gift from father" she replied, then to Doll "Come sweetheart lets do your hair up nice"

Adrian let out a condescending laugh.

"Sister she's falling apart, she hardly has any hair left. Look at her. She's leaking through that pretty white dress... She's done Lillith. Throw her away"

Lillith knew Adrian was probably right. Doll had been around a long time. The spells used to slow the decay of its body were becoming unwound and there was no turning back the clock on the damage that had already been done. Its hair had turned white a long time ago and most of it had fallen out, leaving uneven spots of rotting skin and yellowing skull. Her once brilliant blue eyes were glazed and looked ready to fall out. Patches of yellow and brown stained the frilly white dress where putrid fluid had leaked through. Its Bluish black lips were shrunken, cracked, and pulled back into an inadvertent snarl to reveal strangely perfect teeth.

"She was a gift from Father" Lillith finished the sentence and cringed inwardly. She hoped he hadn't detected the defiant tone in her voice.

"I don't care who gave her to you, she disgusts me" Adrian swept his hand towards the door at the side of the room. "Finish her and throw her into the basement to feed the others"

Once again she knew he was right but it was HER Doll not his. She was tired of him having his way and she knew he didn't really care about Doll. He was bored and looking for something to destroy. Anger welled up within her and her reply came despite herself.

"NO! She's mine"

Adrian laughed again and stood up. He was wearing fathers black smoking jacket and pants which for some reason made him seem more menacing than usual. The look on his face told her to do it or else.

Lillith stood in front of Doll and faced her brother, hands balled into fists and planted firmly in the black fabric of her dress on her hips. She matched Adrian's look and spoke with a voice dripping of venom, addressing him by his first name like she always did when she wanted him to know she was NOT impressed.

"You stay away Adrian. Doll is mine. You have your own playthings"

She knew challenging him like that was a mistake. She was putting him into a corner that he couldn't back down from, but she couldn't bring herself to back down this time either. Not when it came to Doll.

Adrian set the wine glass on the dusty oak stand beside his recliner and took a step towards her.

"She smells of rot"

It was Lillith's turn to laugh. "They all smell like rot!"

"Not like this! Give her to me!" Adrian took another step, placing himself within reaching distance of Lillith. The menacing grin on his face exposed sharpened white teeth which glinted in eerie contrast to the candlelit murkiness of his features.

Lillith wondered how her brother could look so menacing and yet handsome at the same time.

"NO! She's mine. YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!"

The back of Adrian's hand hit Lillith with the same uncanny speed he had used to corner Charlie Foster. Lillith's own Necrosiatic speed enabled her to react to the blow but only enough to keep her from losing her head. The impact sent her flying over her chair onto the floor behind to land painfully on her back.

Dazedly she stumbled to her feet and faced her brother again, the fight knocked out of her.

"Please brother she's my favorite"

The maniacal grin dropped from Adrian's face filling her with hope.

In one fluid gesture Adrian turned picked up Doll with both hands and brought her down hard over his knee. The room filled with the sound of a thick thud and snap as its brittle spine broke like a dry twig.

"NO!" Lillith found herself wishing for the first time since father's death that she had the ability to cry.

Doll lay on the floor twitching and gurgling wetly.

Adrian went down on one knee beside it and placed his hand on Doll's peeling forehead. He paused for a second then twisted his head to make sure Lillith was watching and spoke the charm to undue the magic animating it.

"Chakrith"

The thing that was once Amy Sellis stopped twitching and lay still.

Adrian stood up and unceremoniously kicked the corpse into the corner of the room.

"You didn't have to do that!"

Adrian turned to Lillith, the maniacal grin gone. He was doing his best to look apologetic almost sad but Lillith knew better.

"Sister, she was done. Forget her. You have me"

"NO! I HATE YOU... I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!"

Adrian's expression changed again to one of hurt and dismay. Lillith couldn't help but wonder if he was practicing the power of illusion growing within them.

Adrian walked around the chair and stood in front of her. Gently he took her shaking hands in his own and said "No you don't. Come Sister, forgive me. It was just a pet. I promise I'll make it up to you."

Lillith stood there and shook with rage. She didn't dare look up at Adrian's face for fear of striking out at him. She could here his breath coming heavy and deep and knew what was coming next. Desperately she tried to think of a way out.

Adrian placed a hand on her dress over her left breast, the one he knew still had a nipple, and squeezed hard.

"Let's play"

Lillith knew with certainty that she wouldn't survive if Adrian had his way. He was too worked up from the violence he'd done to Doll, already almost lost in his need. She could feel his desire radiating from him like a furnace of lust.

She squeezed her eyes shut and willed her mind to come up with something, anything to appease him and screamed out with pain as a jagged flash of memory exploded within her head, then another. The feeling went out of her legs and she felt herself slump towards the floor and then stop half way as Adrian's strong arms encircled her.

The agonizing flashes began to come faster and faster and somewhere far off she thought she heard the genuinely concerned voice of her brother "Sister? What is it?"

Lillith went limp in Adrian's arms.

Adrian gathered his sister up and hurriedly moved her panting body to the antique Victorian couch at the side of the room. He wondered if he'd gone too far and done something he shouldn't have, something he couldn't remember. He muttered a panicked chant and verified that the magic binding her soul to her body was still intact.

"Sister, I'm so sorry"

Below him Lillith took a deep breath then opened her eyes and smiled serenely. Weakly she placed a loving hand on his cheek.

"Brother, I found it. I found the path"

Move along people, nothing to see here.

User Reviews

Submitted by Fey (user info) at 2007-05-07 10:39:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I don't normally like necromancy. But you write it well.

Submitted by zakalwe (user info) at 2005-06-12 20:17:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by Revolutionman (user info) at 2005-05-05 01:11:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Best yet.

Submitted by Charred (user info) at 2005-03-31 16:40:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Seriously?

Find a publisher.

Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-03-28 06:03:39 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Doll was brilliant.. creaking tendons sealed it.

It's great that there are hardly any loose ends left in the story now - and they're all converging.

Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2004-11-15 16:51:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by Philst82 (user info) at 2004-09-06 07:14:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Keep em coming man.

Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2004-08-31 14:03:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

If it's a groupy thing, it's mutual.

Submitted by wazzawazzayo (user info) at 2004-08-31 13:19:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

AshK and Circe are Snark's Uber-Groupies.

Snark you dog you.

Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-08-27 12:09:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

<sits down next to Circe and twists the top off the Vodka>

Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-08-26 23:20:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Snark - Thanks for the comments. The idea that I could possibly teach you anything at all is incredibly gratifying.

And okay.. no Necrosiac for a little while. That's okay.. no, really. I understand. We all do.

I'm just going to be over here hyperventilating into a paper bag for a while. Anyone else feeling withdrawals is welcome to join me.

Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-08-26 18:18:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I have read this 3 times, and just don't know what to say. This chapter and the one on Stevens have been exquisite.

Enjoy your time off. I'll try not to throw a tantrum tomorrow.

Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2004-08-26 17:02:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I thought this deserved another +2...but what the fack?! No post tomorrow?!#@! you lazy ass!!
;)

Submitted by nathan_s (user info) at 2004-08-26 14:07:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Great like usual

Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2004-08-26 13:38:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Actually busy with work today, but I knew I had to read this when I saw it. Took me forever between all the interuptions.

Damn, this is great.

Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2004-08-26 13:22:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Oh yeah,

No Necrosiac tomorrow.

I have my daughter tonight :) and I need a fucking break.

Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2004-08-26 13:21:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Thanks a ton everyone.

Circe,

I just spent the morning going through your stuff (again).
I learn something new to improve the way I write everytime I do.

Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2004-08-26 13:20:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I can't even comment I loved this addition so much...and thats a far stretch for me - speechless!

Submitted by Cryopaul (user info) at 2004-08-26 12:19:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

That was an amazing journey into the minds of brother and sister. It's kind of funny that with all of their power, they didn't know how to proceed (till sister found the path). It's also upsetting that with all of brother's powers, he's still so juvenile. But I guess that will help in the end when (hopefully) they're defeated. Like it was said earlier, Doll was a great addtion. I too felt sister's attachment to doll and her pain when it was lost to her bully of a brother.

Excellent Excellent Excellent.

Like I said yesterday, you're spoiling us...

Submitted by indepth25 (user info) at 2004-08-26 12:16:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I think I'll just join Circe and worship silently over here also...

Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:39:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I don't know what to say.

I'll absorb and return.

Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:38:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

You fucking rock. SO hard. I've run out of superlatives, and admitting it is a crushing blow to my ego, so if you don't mind awfully, I'll just worship you silently from over here.

Doll, by the way, was a stroke of genius. Way to make me sympathize with the bad guys.

Submitted by Timmah (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:34:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Sorry about this but.

Link whore !

http://www.ubersite.com/m/42996

Submitted by Malificent (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:32:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

One of the best of the series.

Submitted by Timmah (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:31:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

That was by far the best part so far. Fucking hilarious, disturbing and strangely moving all at the same time.

Submitted by capnjacko (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:29:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

Always awesome.

Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2004-08-26 11:15:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0

Geez,

Girls and their dolls.

This one was hard to write, up until the Doll incident I didn't particularly enjoy being inside their minds.

I think I worked on this last night from 6 to 11:00 with a 20 minute break to eat.