Romance Fan Fiction ❯ ANGEL OF THE NIGHT: A Tale of a Forbidden Romance ❯ My Name Is Matt ( Chapter 3 )

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Angel of the Night Chapter 3: My name is Matt
A DarkStalker FanFic
By Dr. Yorkazemzem
(A "Thank you" goes out to Demi-God (I can remember the rest) of Heaven and Hell. It's nice to know I have a fan out there. Just for you, here is chapter 3. Well not just for you to read, but you know what I mean)
The streets where crowed with people. It would be hard to pick someone out. Yet nonetheless, their Matt was. He was determine to find Morrigan. He must find her. He didn't know how he would find her, but he knew he would. Oddly enough, Morrigan was a lot closer then Matt knew. She just came around the corner Matt was just about to go around. But in the crowed streets of the city, it was easy to miss someone. Morrigan and Matt walked pass each other without knowing they had.
Morrigan was running. She always had been. Firsts it was just the responsibility of being the princess of the Aensland clan. Lilith always maid the duty less heavy on Morrigan. Lilith was by no means a child, (Do to the torture she had lived through) but sometimes she would say something that would make Morrigan laugh. Or do something goofy. Lilith was Morrigan's sister, and Morrigan missed her. And now Morrigan was running from that. She didn't want to face the fact that Lilith was gone.
Morrigan started to cry. She couldn't cry right in public like this. So she ran across the crowd to get to the alley.
That when Matt saw her. Well, not her, but her unusual hair color. Matt knew there weren't many people with turquoise hair. So he followed her. She run across the road and into the dark alley on the other walk way. Matt followed her. He saw that she was crying. This made him want to see her even more.
Matt: Morrigan!
Matt shouted as he fought through the crowd to get to the alley.
Morrigan: Matt?
Matt: Morrigan. I'm so glad I've found you. You're the most amazing women I've ever known.
Morrigan: (Still crying) Thank you.
Matt: Here. (Hands her a hanky)
Morrigan: (Wipes away her tears) Thank you again.
Matt: Why are you crying?
Morrigan: Oh, I was just thinking about my sister.
Matt: I see. You mused of really loved your sister.
Morrigan: Oh, I did. (Hands Matt his hanky back)
Matt: Keep it. Tell me more about your sister. I here talking about loss with someone is the best why to cope with it.
Morrigan: Really? Well can we do it somewhere else?
Matt: Yeah. An alley isn't the most romantic…. I mean, best place to talk about these things.
Morrigan: I agree. Where should we go?
Matt: My dad owns a chain of hotels. We could talk about it there.
Morrigan: All right.
What would she tell him? She couldn't tell him the truth. And if she did he would never believe her. Well, maybe….
Morrigan: What does your father do anyway?
Matt: Well my grandfather opened this chain of hotels, and after he died it was passed on to my father. With some of his spare money he opened the racetrack we meted at.
Morrigan: Really?
Matt: Enough about that, what about your sister? What was her name to start?
Morrigan: Her name was Lilith was 10 or 11 years old. She never really told. She had lived a short life, yet it was a rough one. She had been through a lot of bad times. But always managed to keep her chin up about the world. (Starts to get teary eyed) That's why I loved her so much.
Matt: Sounds like a great little girl. So sad to loses one so young. Where here.
Morrigan looked up to a see a sigh marked "Martin's Hotel" This must be the place. Morrigan only hoped that she would feel better after talking about it with Matt. She didn't want this pain anymore. But what to do with it? What do you do with the pain brought on from the death of a loved one? No one may know.
Matt paid for two rooms and the two where on their way. It was a nice room. It had a balcony that gave a beautiful view of the city.
Matt: It looks even better at night.
Morrigan: Night? Where staying here over night?
Matt: Well yeah. You must be tired. It was a long walk. That's why I got two rooms?
Morrigan: The doors can be locked right?
Matt: Of course. So do you still want to talk about your sister?
Morrigan: Not really.
Matt: Then what should we talk about?
Morrigan: What time is it?
Matt: 4: 52 P.M. I was looking for you for a long time.
Morrigan: You where looking for me?
Matt: There's no point in lying, now. Yeah. I like you, Morrigan. Alot.
Morrigan: I know. I feel the same way about you. It's just…
Matt: What? It's there something I should know?
What would she tell him? Not the truth. It wouldn't be right for her to give out such information to a human. But was he just a human? The two shared a bound. She had told him about her sister. Her life. Why stop there? Who would he tell? But what would he do? Would he turn away? Morrigan would hate that. She enjoyed being with Matt. Maybe even loved him. What to do? What to do? That was the question that kept going through her ears. Should you tell him and risk him leavening in fear. Or not and be eaten up inside by it. "What to do? What to do?" Shouted the mocking voice again. What would she do…?
Matt: It's been 10 minutes since you said something.
Morrigan: I'm sorry. I was caught up in my thoughts.
Matt: It's okay. I do it to. (Looks out the window) Sunset.
Morrigan: What?!!!
Matt: I said it was sunset. What's wrong?
Morrigan: I need to get to my room. (Leaves)
Matt: Wait! But…. Weird.
It was night soon. Morrigan was stirring in her bed. She couldn't sleep. She couldn't hold back that savage mind of the succubus. It was taking over. Every time she closes her eyes visions of violent battles and acts of sex would enter her mind. The more she held it back, the stronger it would be when it bust through. She had to do something. Morrigan crawled out of bed and locked the doors and screen window. She then pulled close the curtains. If she could not get pleasure from someone else, she would pleasure herself. She transformed.
Just when she was about to remove her coaths to fondle herself, when there was knocking at the screen door.
Morrigan: Who is it?
Voice: Miss Morrigan?
Morrigan: Core? What are you doing here?
Core was an incubus servant in the castle. Why would he come to Earth?
Morrigan: (Walks out) What do you want?
Core: I was sent here to find you! Your father is worried sick! First, Lilith dies, now you run off! (Grabs Morrigan by the wrist) Think of someone other then yourself for change!
Morrigan: Let go, Core! I will do whatever the hell I want!
Core: What are you doing in a human hotel? Please tell me it's just to feed!
Some of Morrigan's human side broke through.
Morrigan: Because I don't want to hurt anyone anymore! I'm sick of killing!
Core: Why care about these weaklings?! They wear put here as our food. They are nothing more, Morrigan! We are gods to them, they are insects! We do as we please with them.
Morrigan: No!!!!
Morrigan let the beast take over. She would likely destroy Core. Better he die then a human. But would that be enough? She held back so much. She could still want more after that. She didn't care. Just the beast, just the monster. No soul, no mind. Just an empty need. Nothing more then that.
Morrigan: Soul Fist! (Shoots off a blast)
Core: (Dodges) Young mistress! What the hell are you doing?
The black wrapping that made up Morrigan's wings wrapped around her legs to form a drill. She then blast forward at Core. The hit splashed blood into the air. Core took flight and Morrigan followed. The two soon reached each other, and a fistfight ensued. Soon Morrigan striked the weak Core with such force he fell to another balcony. Morrigan land next to him.
Core: You're a fool. You no the punishment for killing a royal servant like me is?
Morrigan: Who'll tell? Certainly not you.
Morrigan stabbed her claws into Core's chest. A deep red blood rushed forward. Morrigan then licked away some of the blood and let out a sigh of ecstasy. Morrigan sucked away at a blue mist escaping from Core's body. With it Core started to decay, and soon he was nothing but dust in the form of a body.
Morrigan was not satisfied. The succubus was still hungry. Not for a soul, it had that. But for the body. It wanted sex, and she knew just where to find it. Morrigan flew to Matt's room, and tapped on Matt's screen window. He soon answered.
Matt: Morrigan? What the hell are you wearing?
Morrigan: It doesn't matter; it won't be there much longer.
Matt: Morrigan! I knew you liked me, but this is to soon. (Backs away into the room, Morrigan follows)
Morrigan: (Grabs Matt by the shoulders) Just let me have you, Matthew. You know you want me. You can want to have your Morrigan's hands all over your body.
Matt: (Pushes Morrigan away) You're not Morrigan! I don't know who you are but you're not her.
These words stroke something deep inside of Morrigan. It pushed more of her human mind forward. Morrigan grabbed her head and feel to her knees as if she was in major pain. She fell on her back and kicked around as if she was being attacked. She was fighting it. Morrigan loved Matt. She couldn't let this monster in herself kill him. The thought of this love made her human half stronger. She let out a scream from the deaths of Hell. The look in her eyes changed. She was still in succubus form, but with a human mind. She sat up and wrapped her wings around her. She was cold.
Matt: What's wrong with you?
Morrigan: I'm a monster.
Matt: No. Your not.
Morrigan: Please help me.
Matt: I'll do all I can.
Morrigan: Kill me.
Matt: What?
Morrigan: Kill this monster, and free my soul of it.
Matt: (Under his breath) I'll kill the monster, but not the princesses.
(Whoa! Intense! Hope you all like. Well send all massages, either good or bad, to coolmax_zero@hotmail.com Until next time, people.)