Lilith
By Georgina Connor
Chapter One
Where do vampires come from? Do they exist? Do the myths speak the truth? These are stupid questions that the modern day human species delude themselves with. The only problem is, the more time that passes, the further away from the truth they drift. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cassandra. Well it is at this very minute in time, although some of you may know me by my real name Lilith. That being said, throughout time religion has tried to erase me entirely I am now only recognized in covens of want to be vampires on the internet.
For those of you that don’t know who I am, let me explain. First I will have to take you back to the year 4000BC. It was a time when God, or whoever your religion believes is “up there”, first created the garden of Eden. It was a beautiful place where everything was bright, clean and pure. There was no pain, no fear, and nothing to be afraid of, for the garden was the closest place to Heaven. It was here that God created the first ever humans; Adam, Samuel, Eve, and Lilith. I’m guessing that here is where you throw down this book and vow to never read it again, well all I can say is if you do carry on reading, you will not be disappointed.
Me and Samuel are twins, twins of the same body but not of the same mind. We loved each other dearly, but God separated us between marriage. We were not allowed to see each other again because we had been married into different households. I was married to Adam, and Samuel married Eve. A few months went by, everything was kept happy and cheerful- because it had to be, God ensured that. I fell pregnant and Adam started to become possessive, I was his property not his companion. I obviously had more brains than Eve and would not allow that kind of behaviour, and so Adam started the first ever argument in Eden. Now because I was the inferior species and was not a male, I was the one punished, and was sent into the apple orchard to repent.
I was once God’s favourite creation, he spent a lot of time creating me and Samuel, he made sure we where his most beautiful and dazzling creations, but it seemed like another force was wanting me as their new toy.
I sat beside a large apple tree, that had just blossomed bright red apples, so big and full of flavour that you could never imagine, even if you where alive at that period. Their taste almost disappeared from your memory, and never did it any justice. It was around evening time, for there was no real way of telling the time, because in Eden, night did not exist. I could hear a nearby river, and the animals that lapped up its life source. I stroked my stomach and sang to my unborn child. I was around 8 months pregnant and could not wait to gaze upon my love, my cherub, my angel. I wanted to see its bright pink cheeks, its brilliant eyes staring back at mine, I wanted to hold its fragile body against mine, I wanted to be a mother. A few minutes had passed before I realized I had a body on top of my slender shoulders. I turned to see brilliant green eyes and a serpents face right next to mine. At first I was quite startled, for I had never seen a creature like this before, but never afraid, like I said fear did not exist here. The serpent pulled out it’s great tongue and licked my cheek, before it slithered it’s long body off a nearby branch, and onto the soft lush grass.
This foul beast opened it’s mouth and showed me a dazzling set of white, sharp teeth, that seemed to glisten in a friendly way, almost as though inviting, or tempting. I shuddered, and awaited it’s reaction. It gazed deep into my eyes, amused by my reaction, I could see myself in its eyes, I could see my eyes, expecting and what was that? Tears?
The great beast rose its head next to mine, and licked the salty fluid from my pale cheek.
Naive as I was, I gazed at it and spoke.
“ Thank you kind creature, are you my friend?” I spoke in a soft and warming manner. I needed the company, I craved it.
The beast kept its gazed on me. It smiled a sly smile, I could see a flash of emotion flicker through its eyes, for such a short amount of time, an emotion that I saw Adam have when we first met.
“ Yes I wish to be your friend. I would love to be your friend…but…” It was the voice of a male, a male of a young age, maybe 20 years old? He broke his gaze and turned his face to the right, disappointment written all over his expression. I panicked. What had I done to upset my new friend?
“What’s wrong? Are you ill?!”
“I am so hungry, I haven’t eaten for days. Please can you help me?”
“ Of course I can, please tell me; I’ll do anything to make you smile.”
A quick glimmer of a smirk spread across his face, bright eyes searched deep into my soul, as his mouth opened to speak once again.
“ All I ask for is a kiss, please, I would love to give you, my new friend, a kiss”
He looked so defenceless; as though lost in this world
“A kiss? Why?”
“This world you live in is meant to be perfect, its meant to be paradise, but if that is true, then why are you sat here crying? I can change that, I can help you create a new world, one where you are the god, there are only your laws. The world will bow down at your feet, all I ask is that you let me help you. I want to be your companion. A kiss is all that it takes.”
The creature transformed in front of my eyes into a beautiful bird, huge eyes staring right into the depths of my soul. A small shaped beak compared to its face and body size. The creature unravelled its wings and perched itself on my shoulder, whilst twisting its head to gaze deep into my eyes. I reached out and caressed it’s beautiful feathers around it’s face, feeling every different strand attached to it’s head. In a trance I kissed it’s cheek and awaited his response. He stared at me for a while, watching my reactions as he transformed into a snake once again, and moved his head towards my breast. Shock froze my body in place as this beast sang his fangs into my pure skin. Warmth flooded beneath his jaws as he lingered, lapping up the blood that flowed out. Drifting in and out of consciousness I heard the sounds of screeching through the black fog, only to realize those screams where coming from me, begging for Samuel to come and save me.
The beast turned into a wolf and fled after I collapsed onto the floor. My memory fades at this point as I was in and out of consciousness, but what I do remember is the pain that tore me apart. I could feel the life struggling inside of me. I could feel the fight, the torment, the fierce will of wanting to live. I did not want this. I could see the eyes in my mind. The eyes of the beast. They where full of hatred, anger, and revenge as my body fought the war taking place deep inside my core.
Thoughts ran through my mind as I lay in a ball waiting to die. This was not gods work, god promised no pain, god promised happiness for all of us, a fresh start, intelligence, life, feeling, pleasure, and yet why was it only allowed to Adam? Samuel was a man and yet he was in pain as he lived a life with the wrong lover. If god loved us why would he only choose one. We are all meant to be his children.
At some point Adam appeared and started screaming to the heavens. I could not hear what he was saying, only buzzing ran through my ears. He fell silent and then Adam just stood there staring at me, nothing but a body full of disapproval. God had given him his orders and he was going to fulfil it to the end, regardless of its outcome. A knife appeared, golden and sharp. It glistened in the sun. He clenched onto his weapon with both hands, pinned my body to the floor, and started cutting into my stomach.
My baby. My angel that I would never see, if I would save something it would be my new life, the innocence that had to be given the chance to correct the ways of god. I knew the poison that was spreading through my body could kill my child, and I would not let that happen, but it was not my baby‘s time to be born. I was too weak to push Adam off me, I lay there lifeless, numb from the external cutting sensation, pain from being dissected and from my body shutting down. I closed my eyes and said one last thing before I lost my baby, “ I will not stop searching for you my angel”. With that, my baby and Adam where gone, and I was left under the piercing eyes of heaven, being judged for my betrayal.
Left there in the abyss. The unknown. Only knowing that the cold hands of death would be gracefully touching me in mere seconds time. I could already feel them brushing at my cheeks and caressing my open wound. My empty womb that once held my life, my meaning, my existence.
When I awoke it was like having the eyes of a new born child, everything was too bright, too colourful and terrifying. Time seemed to pass by so slowly, nearly agonising. I tried to stand a few times and failed, until I pulled myself up with a nearby branch. I started calling, crying out for my other half. My soul mate, until he appeared before me. I fell in love all over again, his eyes pierced my soul and I felt complete, real, it was one of the best feelings I have had in my new body. I ran to my love, my light, and my hope, and gripped onto him, resting my head onto his chest. He held back onto me, and pulled me close not wanting to let go of one another. I felt his pulse beating against my cheek, beckoning me to taste, I kissed the area gently and looked up at him.
Burning in my throat made it hard to breathe, a habit that I realized I did not particularly need to do, I started to cry and looked up to Samuel begging him with my eyes as I talked to him as quietly as a mouse would talk to it’s family when a predator was near.
“ Samuel I don’t know what has happened to me, please help me, I am craving your pulse. I don’t know why though, I’m scared please save me.”
Samuel simply looked at me, as if he knew what