Blessed by Night

Chapter 140  Two Visits

While Anna and Malachi were enjoying their dreamlike first ttogether, Aisha and Aubrey had decided to take a small field trip. The two girls were walking hand in hand through a pair of iron metal gates when Aubrey suddenly froze in her tracks. "Is it working? Can you see something?" Aisha asked worriedly. "Uh-huh... it's working." Aubrey admitted in wonder. The two of them had entered into a cemetery on the outskirts of the city. As soon as the young Saint girl stepped out of the car, she could feel an ominous sensation all the way from the parking lot. But after crossing the threshold, she could see multiple departed spirits hovering over their graves, or even standing beside loved ones who were paying their respects. "You're not afraid are you?" Aisha asked worriedly. "No...They're all really gentle and sad." She admitted. The two of them continued on their walk, passing by spirits with no trouble just as Aubrey had predicted. But now that she knew she could indeed see spirits, she beceven more anxious about what she might find when they reached their destination. With every step that Aubrey took, her heart beat more and more uncontrollably. If these spirits were here then.. maybe?

Taking a deep breath, she and her girlfriend finally arrived in front of two specific gravestones. Their names read Marcus Saint and Tatianna Saint. Aubrey searched and searched, but their spirits were nowhere to be found. "Well...?" Aisha asked gently. "They aren't here... They've already found peace." Aisha immediately pulled her girlfriend in for a hug even though she did not appear to actually be sad. In that moment, she just felt like it was the right thing to do. "Why did you want to do this..?" Aubrey took a moment to answer, as the words in her mind felt like they were struggling to cout. "I...wanted to tell them about this new family that Mal and I supposedly have now. I think they would like to know that we're being taken care of, but I don't want them to think that I've forgotten them either."

Aisha said nothing as she ran her fingers through her girlfriend's new curly grey hair. It seemed like she was struggling to talk, so she just wanted to be there and listen.

"I also wanted... for them to tellthat it was okay. Calling someone mother whom my brother and I have only known for a few months is kind of..."

"Do you want to be Nyx's daughter?" Aisha asked gently. "...I think... it may be nice."

"Then you shouldn't focus on how strange something is. You're not the kind of person who gets close to people easily, so if something has drawn you in about this goddess then she must be worth embracing fully." Aisha's words seemed to resonate with Aubrey and left her with a fair amount to think about. She was now anxiously awaiting the next tthat she would see Nyx in the hopes that she could sort all of these new feelings out. And maybe even her new older brother; Thanatos. -

Aubrey and Aisha went back hnot long after that, but the mood wasn't as depressive as one would have thought. If anything, the girls were in a more thoughtful mood than a somber one. They held hands all the way up until they entered the front door of Aisha's mansion. "I think that I'm going to go and jump in the bath." Aubrey casually stretched her muscles and gave her girlfriend a view of her curvaceous body that was further enhanced by a blessing. Even though Aisha wasn't inexperienced by any means, every tthat she looked at her girlfriend now she felt like a prepubescent boy. Dangerously horny and incredibly nervous. "I-I-I'll join you?" She stammered. Aubrey paused and looked at her girlfriend curiously. "Are you askingor telling me?"

"B-Both?"

Aubrey wasn't oblivious to her girlfriend's new opinion on her looks, and she would be lying if she said that she didn't enjoy this new attention. "Alright then...You have to wash my back though~"

'I'll wash every damn thing you've got...'

"Are you thinking something perverted? Your face just got really red."

"N-No!"

"Liar."

Aubrey ran up the stairs while waiving over her shoulder. "I'll start the bath, okay? Don't keepwaiting~"

Aisha watched her girlfriend travel all the way up the stairs before her bottom left her vision, and a small trail of blood ran down her nose.

One wouldn't expect someone blessed by Aphrodite to be so easily charmed by another person, but even the divinity of the most famous goddess of beauty was no match for the natural charm of the Saint siblings. "Aren't you two just adorable!"

The hairs on the back of Aisha's neck stood up and she immediately reached inside of her storage ring and pulled out an enormous scythe that was larger than her own body. Whirling around, she found an uninvited guest standing in the parlor of her home, a cheerful smile on his face. "Now, I must admit that I am rather touched. It has been so long since I have been truly moved by the love of a-"

"What the hell are you doing here, Arias?" The leader of The New Day seemed unbothered with Aisha's hostility and held up his hands in a nonthreatening manner. "I really just cto talk, dearie. Why the sudden hostility?"

"You broke into my house, dick biscuit! Were you expecting to be met with a fucking cocktail!?"

"...Do you have any-"

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE!?"

Arias winced as he plugged his ears from the unexpected screaming of the white haired girl. "Geez, the pipes on this one... I just cfor a simple follow up conversation, kiddo. "

Arias started circling the young girl like a lion stalking his prey, and yet his bright smile never left his face. "I'm curious, Aisha. I had thought for sure that you would have been one of the first ones to join in the bringing of the new era, and yet you stand on the wrong side. Why might that be?"

"Do I seem like skind of bigot to you!? Why the hell would I have an interest in ruling over any humans?"

"Well...You certainly seem like the kind of person who has no interest in the current status quo."

Even though she was one of the most famous women in the world, Aisha had a terrible reputation in the media. Her dislike of taking photographs with anyone other than small children had caused the world to label her a diva who thought she was too good for others. She didn't do commercials, toy deals, sponsorships or anything else that would have helped to improve her image. As a result the way the world saw her just becworse and worse overtime. And Aisha liked to pretend that she was immune to it, but sometimes the things that people said really got to her. "I hate all of you... none of you know me, yet you act like you're in shigher place to make assumptions about the contents of my character... You're all the fucking sam-"

"Watch it."

Faster than Aisha's eyes could follow, Arias appeared beside her with a blade of light pointed between her eyes. "I will tolerate a lot of abuse, you know? But you will not compareto those filthy humans for even a single second. Such disrespect is egregious enough forto claim your life."

Arias put a way his shining weapon and gave the young girl a distasteful look.

"This conversation has becunpleasant for me, so I'll be taking my leave. Should I see you again, your head is going to roll. Alongside those humans that you seem to be oh-so fond of."

Just as he claimed, Arias disappeared from Aisha's hin a golden flash of light and left her standing there frozen. It had been a full five minutes after he left when Aisha's knees finally gave out from underneath her and she collapsed onto the floor. For the second tin her life, she had faced certain death that she had no way to escape from. She didn't know why Arias had chosen not to kill her but if he had... there would have been nothing that she could have done about it. It was just as terrifying as it was the first tit happened. It had been years since she'd had her last panic attack, but once that feeling of difficulty breathing set in and she had a familiar pain in her chest, she knew exactly what was happening. She was so out of it, she didn't even hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs and a familiar presence inching closer. A faint echoing in her ears was all that she could pick up on, and she assumed that someone was trying to call her name. A blurry figure suddenly cinto vision. She was more beautiful than an angel, with long and curly grey hair that touched the floor and a sinful body wrapped in a white towel. Despite the feelings that this girl elicited from her, it did very little to repair her fractured mental state. She wasn't sure how long she remained on the floor for, but she knew that she was starting to cto when the echoes started getting louder. "..sh."

"A..ha"

"Aisha!"