Daughter of Darkness (AHS: Apocalypse)

Ch. 15 - Who is John Vanderbilt?

He nodded: "yup. It was John. As a matter of fact, he lives a floor below this one in this compound. He was chasing me through the hall with a bat, trying to swat at me. Maybe he was trying to up his game with his beatdowns, but... I got so angry and scared. I was cornered. I set the bat on fire and he transmuted out of the way, and it started a line of fire all the way down the hallway."

That is why the compound hallways, save for the one leading to mine, no longer have carpet, she thought.

"Yes, that's why. Because of me," Elijah said.

Melanie looked shocked and confused for a moment: "did you... read my thoughts?"

"I... don't know," he answered with a smile. "All I know is, I have dreamed of getting revenge on him for all these times he's done me wrong."

"Hm... perhaps you can," Melanie smirked with evil seduction, tracing her fingers up Elijah's abdomen and chest. "A little... life-sucking pain never hurt anyone."

"What?" Elijah gasped. "I don't want to kill him, Princess. I just want to make him suffer. Teach him a lesson."

"Oh, I have a better idea than just killing him," she giggled sinisterly. "He will never bother you again with what I have in store."

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Just below them in said suite played loud heavy metal music coming from a room within, where John was sweating bullets from the ecstasy he just shared with a regular partner, Lydia. This was a habit for him – meeting up with females in the sanctuary, seducing them, and bringing them back to his home suite for a sexual liaison. Sometimes it was the other party's suite, and sometimes it was in groups at royal celebrations. He had only started having sex in groups that year, but it was one of his favorite things. For all he knew, his insatiable lust may have contributed to population growth. The girl who had been riding him got off and he was panting in ecstasy, his member sensitive still from almost an hour straight. He took the remote for the stereo and turned the music up even louder and sang at the top of his lungs. The girl, Lydia, propped her head up while laying on her side and shook her head:

"New world disorder, oppressed upon mankind
Burn, your blessed trinity, your holy book of lies
Blind faith euphoria, the parasites they feed
Your endless worshipping, will satisfy their greed..."

He continued, putting his fists in the air as she started to practically scream the lyrics. To Lydia, it seemed like he was praying to their King, Lord, and Savior through the guttural, headbanging song:

"Faithless in the eyes of God!
And reverse your holy cross!
Renounce your crown of thorns!
DEFILE YOUR MOTHER, WHORE!

AVE SATANAS!

AVE, LUCIFERI EXCELSIS!"

Lydia shook her head: "you're such a dweeb."

"Hey!" he snapped sarcastically, pointing his finger at her. "This is a fucking masterpiece, Liddie. This should be the anthem of our great kingdom."

"If I had to listen to that every time Their Infernal Excellencies walked down the aisle to their thrones," Lydia said, "my eardrums would bleed. You have that on too damn loud, I can't hear myself think."

"Ooooh," he cooed teasingly, going toward Lydia on the bed and tickling her sides. "I found myself a blasphemer! You looking to get your heart ripped out and eaten, huh?"