She awoke and the pain was still there, the kind of pain that she had never felt before and for her never before was a long time. It felt as if her insides were being ripped out, as if her mind were going to burst, as if her heart were a hollow place where a simple beat echoed like a kettle drum. And that heart was well and truly broken.
No Dark Woman willingly looks to find a man to have that magical thing called Recognition, that thing that takes ahold of their dark souls and makes them fall hopelessly in love with one man who is also hopelessly bound to them. It becomes a symbiotic relationship, the Dark Woman's milk of life keeps him alive and strong and keeps him from being weakened by sex with her and his love makes her even more powerful. If he is not already a magician she will teach him since all of these men have that ability and since they can live for as long as can be magic is a great thing to know.
There is only one problem, extended life or not, magic or not, they are still at the base of it human. They are still able to be killed and Akeesha's man had been killed the day before. After 327 years together she had lost him, not to a battle of magic, not to a demon but to a half a dozen stray bullets as he was caught in the middle of a gangland war in Los Angeles. It had happened so fast and she had been far enough away when the bullets had torn through his head that none of her magic could of saved him, by the time she got to him his life was gone.
As people ran screaming she had cast out a spell calling forth her 'father' one of the most powerful of the lords of the incubus, time stopped around her and it was only her and her beloved and a horrifying towering demon with wings, and green slime foaming at his fanged mouth. When Jshru*^*%jhd*&^jzzyt saw who had summoned him without proper ceremony, this being the reason for the show, he changed himself into a dapper man in a suit.
"Well tenth daughter of she who torments me, why have you brought me here and who is this you cry over like a mortal?" Though he acted as if he did not care, the bit of a soul that the earth goddess he had seduced to produce Akeesha and her twelve sisters pulled at him when he saw her sorrow. The earth goddess had made sure he would desire to protect these children even as she cast them from her into the world.
"Save him! Bring him back to me father please I will do anything." she wailed.
He said her true name which was as long and as hard to pronounce as his own though not as likely to cause mishap, and reached down to touch the man she cradled in her arms. "Child I can not bring him back, and I will not bring you a demon who will, you do not have a true soul to trade and even if you did you will not die anytime soon. Also this one refuses to allow it, he will not let you risk yourself or him. He cries that he is losing you but I can sense that he will never be free if you were to trade any part of yourself to hold him to earth, too much of his soul is gone now. Let him go and prove you are a true Dark Woman and that you are my daughter, you know you must have your revenge or it will drive you insane."
Though it was his nature to bring mishap upon humans he was not just using his daughter for that, if he truly wanted to do that he would let her stew in her anger and watch her go insane. The damage she would do to those who had killed her lover was nothing compared to centuries of damage the world would face at the hands and body of a Dark Woman with no restraint. Some time he truly damned that shard of soul and the moment he had thought to seduce a goddess, other times he remembered how she had felt and wondered if rare moments of altruism were not so bad after all if he could keep them in the family.
He had disappeared and Akeesha had whisked her lovers body away while casting a spell so no one would remember them. She took him to the deepest place in the jungle in South America where even the natives didn't go, a place that had once been her temple and where spells still kept people from exploring. Akeesha gathered wood by hand and lit his pyre herself. Her revenge would start in the morning.
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She looked around the house she had rented, it was the basement that had attracted her to it when she had looked the day before, the size of the whole house and with no windows it had taken only a little warding magic to make the place soundproof. A little more magic had made the house seem totally uninteresting, people on the street simply found they had no desire to look at it at all and never questioned why. A little work and the basement was set up perfectly. A little asking around with a small amount of persuasion thrown in and Akeesha had the names of many of the gang members on both sides.
All but one of the bullet the riddled her lover's body had come from one AK-47 and that man would be the first to pay. The owner of the other gun would go next, but soon enough all of those who had been involved that day would suffer
She dressed in a tight dress and heels and went to a local club, now Akeesha had been born on the tenth moon and she had been made for the latin people, she could change her basic looks to a certain extent but she was always a big woman. She was now five foot seven and 250 pounds of very packed woman. Her body was a pear shaped wonder, with a huge ass and hips and large Double D cup breasts and small nipped in waist with large thighs that tapered quickly down to elegant calves and teeny ankles which were shown off in her high heel shoes with the strap across the ankles. Her long black hair and dark olive skin shown with a glow that was other worldly and her almond shaped eyes were heavily made up and her full pouting lips were deep red and glassy shined.
When she entered the club Akeesha caused a hell of a stir and more the a few men asked her to dance and more then a few women looked like they wanted her dead. She danced with the men, laughing and flirting, the whole time looking deep into their minds until she found what she waned, the name of the man who had killed her lover and the fact that he would be here later.
She saw Carlos when he came in, young and cocky, five foot ten and muscular covered with tattoos that were obviously done by a home machine if not done in jail. She sent out a small vibes to get his attention and he came over to her and asked her to dance. Akeesha knew that she should not be seen with him so she allowed herself only one dance with him to take his measure and was pleased to feel him getting aroused against her, this may be revenge, but nothing said she couldn't enjoy it, it wasn't as if she was the daughter of a incubus for nothing.
She danced a few more dances with other men then walked out of the bar sending a mental message for no one to follow her. She waited in the alley by the bar then sent out her thoughts making him want to leave the bar alone, when he rounded the corner she was waiting for him.
"Carlos come to me." She called from the darkness, and he found himself obeying and entering the alley. She smiled at him in the half light and reached for his hand, "Come with me niño." She said and lead him away like a little boy.
