Lilith

I’ve had a lot going on lately, and I’m a little tired... so I’ve decided to go into seclusion and read for a while - - (Do those two things have anything to do with each other? - -|||) So this story will be on hiatus for quite a while. I hope I’ll have improved by the time I come back - -+ Thanks so much for following the story, everyone. Thank you -3-

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Vampires have never had any interest in educating half-breeds. If one of these mongrels was ever kept among them, it was surely a pet for some count to amuse himself with.

His father was executed by his own kind, while his mother’s body was left in a lightless chamber.

Those self-righteous souls mockingly called him an “angel,” though they never believed in such things. Angels were sexless, after all, truly “third-gender people.” He, too, was a third-gender person, belonging neither to vampires nor to humans.

But when he told Lilith, the soul residing inside his mother’s body, she laughed.

“They call your mother that? How amusing.

Birds of a feather flock together. I’m a ‘third-gender person’ just like you now, aren’t I?

I can neither return to my former life nor accept my current identity.

Caught in this gap between two worlds, I’m treated as a plaything by the vampires, just like you.”

He said nothing, tossing a pebble onto the water. A dark shape in the shimmering reflection bounced a few times, then sank.

Lilith laughed, her amber eyes turned blood-red by the dusky evening light.

“Since things have come to this, let’s have some fun.”

1. "Amber Light"

No past, no future. I am only Lilith.

2. "T3, Sedatives"

He is a soldier who has never fought in a battle; a young man who robs people of illegal drugs; Sonnet, poisoned by T3 and likely to die any day now. Other than his ability to tell cold jokes, he has no redeeming qualities as a human being.