Elizabeth stood up, and left the room. She walked down corridor, after corridor. Stair case after stair case, when she heard a voice.
“I swear to God, Lucifer. Instead of being such a damned bastard-” it sounded like Wyatt’s voice. She crept closer to the wooden door.
“Hey, I’m not the one who decided to bring her in. She’s not right for this Temple.”
“Honestly Lucifer, you’re just mad, because she’s not drooling over you,” this was the angriest she had ever heard Wyatt. He almost sounded British when he was this mad.
“What? This has absolutely nothing to do with it. I just don’t want her here because-because,” Lucifer stammered.
“You can’t come up with a reason can you? u just think-”
“Hey guys,” zei a calm, cool voice. She was pretty sure it was Xavier’s. “I think we have a little eavesdropper on the other side of the door.”
Damn it, Elizabeth thought, I hate vampyre hearing. She heard someone marching toward the door. Elizabeth turned to run, so she wouldn’t get caught. She didn’t want them to know it was her. She bumped into something cold, and strong. It was Xavier.
“So, what are u doing down here?” purred Xavier.
“I don’t believe that concerns you-” started Elizabeth. The door swung open.
“Oh, I believe it does. Get your ezel in here,” Lucifer pulled her into the entry way of Wyatt’s study.
“Honey, really? Couldn’t u find anything better to do than to listen in on us?” asked Wyatt.
“No, I couldn’t. I was bored so I-”
“So, u thought u could just come waltzing down here, thinking u can just drop door on an important conversation?” Lucifer spat.
“No, I just-” started Elizabeth.
“You just what?” asked Lucifer, an evil glitter in his eye. She guessed he was meer demon than human.
“Will u just shut the hell up, and let me speak!” shouted Elizabeth.
“Didn’t anyone ever teach u your manners? It’s not polite to curse,” zei Lucifer.
“Go to hell, u self-centered bastard,” Elizabeth spat. Lucifer snarled, but before he could say anything Elizabeth flicked her hands out toward him. Blue sparks connected with his shoulder. Lucifer went to shoot back, but Elizabeth somehow put a shield up. Even though she didn’t have any training.
Lucifer lunged toward her, and they collided. Apparently, the shield was only protected against magic. Lucifer pinned her down door her shoulders. Elizabeth spit in his face. He went to knee her when, suddenly, they froze.
“All right u two. God, I feel like a damned third grade teacher. Now, do u want to sit, and talk about feelings toward each other, of simply get over yourselves, and get along?” zei Wyatt. He was the one who froze them. He became frazzled easily.
“Umm, Wyatt, they can’t speak. u froze them,” zei Eli.
“Oh, yes, sorry,” Wyatt smiled slightly. With a flick of his hand they unfroze. Lucifer fell on top, boven of Elizabeth. It reminded her of a sex position she’d seen on a porn toon once with Wyatt.
Wyatt chuckled, and said, “Elizabeth honey, I’ve always told u hate was a passionate emotion…Especially for Lucifer.”
“Shut up, Wyatt,” snapped Lucifer.
“Oh my God, get off of me. Ouch, God, you’re crushing me,” zei Elizabeth.
“That just makes me want to stay here,” zei Lucifer.
“Fuck you, Lucifer,” snapped Elizabeth.
“Oh baby, I know u want to,” Lucifer zei this while he looked at her naughtily. He looked as if he longed for them to actually be having sex.
“Oh yeah, I really want you,” Elizabeth zei sarcastically,
“Well then, you’ve got me. What do u plan to do now?” Lucifer asked with a sly smile. Elizabeth didn’t say anything.
“Lucifer, get off of Elizabeth. I am her whore, not you,” zei Wyatt grinning.
“Damn it, would u be interested in giving it up, and giving me your position?” asked Lucifer, seeming almost serious.
“No, and besides, there are times when she likes to ride on top. I don’t really think you’re into that,” zei Wyatt matter-of-factly.
“No way, there is no way u are that risqué,” Lucifer zei looking down at Elizabeth.
“Oh honey, u would be shocked,” zei Elizabeth. Lucifer chuckled a little, Elizabeth could feel his body verplaats on top, boven of hers. Lucifer gave her one last look in the eye before rolling up to his feet. He bent down to help Elizabeth up. Lucifer pulled her to her feet.
“New rule; no meer screwing around in my study unless it’s me,” zei Wyatt looking at the floor.
“What? We didn’t break anything,” zei Elizabeth looking around.
“No, but I think u managed to ruin me ever being in this room without thinking about u two on the floor,” zei Wyatt he sighed, and shook his head. He walked out of the study, then headed down a corridor. Elizabeth, Lucifer, and Xavier followed.
“What are we going to raid the kitchen?” asked Lucifer.
“Yes,” answered Wyatt. They walked into a big dining room. The walls were made of stone, a torch hung at each corner. The tafel, tabel was wooden, and round. On the side of the dining room was a small doorway leading into a kitchen.
The keuken-, keuken was small, and homely-looking. It was lit door three small candles. It smelled of wheat. In the back corner looking out of place was a new, stainless-steal refrigerator. Cabinets lined the walls. Lucifer, and Wyatt started looking through the cabinets, while Xavier went to the refrigerator. He faced Elizabeth with a bag of blood in his hands. Xavier reached into one of the cabinets for a straw.
“I swear to God, Wyatt. It’s about damn time for u to go to the store; we have no food,” complained Lucifer with his head in a lower cabinet.
“Xavier?” Wyatt looked over at him, he was leaning up against the refrigerator.
“What?” Xavier answered dreadfully.
“Will u be a dear, and order pizza?” Wyatt batted his eyelashes at him.
“Why? I’m not going to eat it,” complained Xavier.
“Now, please,” zei Wyatt through his teeth.
“Fine, but you’re going to be buying me high-quality blood this week,” zei Xavier.
“Alright,” agreed Wyatt. Xavier left the kitchen. Wyatt sighed, Elizabeth guessed it was a vorige argument.
“Well, I believe- since we aren’t doing anything- now would be a good time for Xavier, and I to get to know u a little better,” zei Lucifer walking from the cabinet to lean beside of her.
“Okay, let’s wait on Xavier to get back in here,” zei Elizabeth dreading the question, and answer session already.
“Well, I’ll be in my study while u interrogate poor Elizabeth,” zei Wyatt. His black clothes seemed to stick to him, like he was wet. He walked out of the kitchen.
Lucifer and Elizabeth walked into the dining room as Xavier was walking back in. Lucifer plopped down in one of the oak dining chairs, Xavier sat beside of him. Elizabeth sat across the table.
“What can we ask you, and what can’t we ask you?” Lucifer asked.
“Ask me anything u want,” answered Elizabeth.
“Where is your Mark?” asked Xavier. Elizabeth stretched out her left arm. They looked down at the angular pattern on her wrist.
“Why is the Mark arranged in cuts?” asked Xavier. He was quite curious.
“I’m a cutter, and the pattern happened to be found there,” she answered simply.
“Why do u cut?” asked Lucifer, taking meer interest in the conversation.
“Why are u a pain in the ass?” Elizabeth had never like the vraag Lucifer had just presented her with. She became defensive with topics like this.
“You have a point,” Lucifer saw that she didn’t like the question, of maybe he lost interest.
“Do u have a boyfriend?” asked Xavier.
“No,” answered Elizabeth, trying not to blush. She had never got asked that much, so when she did she was extremely flattered.
“That’s rather peculiar, considering you’re so beautiful,” zei Xavier looking at her thoughtfully. This just caused Elizabeth to blush, the only time she received complements like that is when her and Wyatt had been doing make-over’s.
“Well, most people- boys especially- shy away from me, because I am different, of they think Wyatt, and I are madly in love,” explained Elizabeth looking down, trying to hide her forever lasting flush.
“Really? That’s rather curious about you, and Wyatt considering he’s-” Xavier was interrupted door Wyatt’s shout.
“Pizza’s here!”
“Well, I suppose we will have to finish this conversation another time,” zei Lucifer standing up.
“Yes, I suppose we will,” zei Elizabeth.
“I swear to God, Lucifer. Instead of being such a damned bastard-” it sounded like Wyatt’s voice. She crept closer to the wooden door.
“Hey, I’m not the one who decided to bring her in. She’s not right for this Temple.”
“Honestly Lucifer, you’re just mad, because she’s not drooling over you,” this was the angriest she had ever heard Wyatt. He almost sounded British when he was this mad.
“What? This has absolutely nothing to do with it. I just don’t want her here because-because,” Lucifer stammered.
“You can’t come up with a reason can you? u just think-”
“Hey guys,” zei a calm, cool voice. She was pretty sure it was Xavier’s. “I think we have a little eavesdropper on the other side of the door.”
Damn it, Elizabeth thought, I hate vampyre hearing. She heard someone marching toward the door. Elizabeth turned to run, so she wouldn’t get caught. She didn’t want them to know it was her. She bumped into something cold, and strong. It was Xavier.
“So, what are u doing down here?” purred Xavier.
“I don’t believe that concerns you-” started Elizabeth. The door swung open.
“Oh, I believe it does. Get your ezel in here,” Lucifer pulled her into the entry way of Wyatt’s study.
“Honey, really? Couldn’t u find anything better to do than to listen in on us?” asked Wyatt.
“No, I couldn’t. I was bored so I-”
“So, u thought u could just come waltzing down here, thinking u can just drop door on an important conversation?” Lucifer spat.
“No, I just-” started Elizabeth.
“You just what?” asked Lucifer, an evil glitter in his eye. She guessed he was meer demon than human.
“Will u just shut the hell up, and let me speak!” shouted Elizabeth.
“Didn’t anyone ever teach u your manners? It’s not polite to curse,” zei Lucifer.
“Go to hell, u self-centered bastard,” Elizabeth spat. Lucifer snarled, but before he could say anything Elizabeth flicked her hands out toward him. Blue sparks connected with his shoulder. Lucifer went to shoot back, but Elizabeth somehow put a shield up. Even though she didn’t have any training.
Lucifer lunged toward her, and they collided. Apparently, the shield was only protected against magic. Lucifer pinned her down door her shoulders. Elizabeth spit in his face. He went to knee her when, suddenly, they froze.
“All right u two. God, I feel like a damned third grade teacher. Now, do u want to sit, and talk about feelings toward each other, of simply get over yourselves, and get along?” zei Wyatt. He was the one who froze them. He became frazzled easily.
“Umm, Wyatt, they can’t speak. u froze them,” zei Eli.
“Oh, yes, sorry,” Wyatt smiled slightly. With a flick of his hand they unfroze. Lucifer fell on top, boven of Elizabeth. It reminded her of a sex position she’d seen on a porn toon once with Wyatt.
Wyatt chuckled, and said, “Elizabeth honey, I’ve always told u hate was a passionate emotion…Especially for Lucifer.”
“Shut up, Wyatt,” snapped Lucifer.
“Oh my God, get off of me. Ouch, God, you’re crushing me,” zei Elizabeth.
“That just makes me want to stay here,” zei Lucifer.
“Fuck you, Lucifer,” snapped Elizabeth.
“Oh baby, I know u want to,” Lucifer zei this while he looked at her naughtily. He looked as if he longed for them to actually be having sex.
“Oh yeah, I really want you,” Elizabeth zei sarcastically,
“Well then, you’ve got me. What do u plan to do now?” Lucifer asked with a sly smile. Elizabeth didn’t say anything.
“Lucifer, get off of Elizabeth. I am her whore, not you,” zei Wyatt grinning.
“Damn it, would u be interested in giving it up, and giving me your position?” asked Lucifer, seeming almost serious.
“No, and besides, there are times when she likes to ride on top. I don’t really think you’re into that,” zei Wyatt matter-of-factly.
“No way, there is no way u are that risqué,” Lucifer zei looking down at Elizabeth.
“Oh honey, u would be shocked,” zei Elizabeth. Lucifer chuckled a little, Elizabeth could feel his body verplaats on top, boven of hers. Lucifer gave her one last look in the eye before rolling up to his feet. He bent down to help Elizabeth up. Lucifer pulled her to her feet.
“New rule; no meer screwing around in my study unless it’s me,” zei Wyatt looking at the floor.
“What? We didn’t break anything,” zei Elizabeth looking around.
“No, but I think u managed to ruin me ever being in this room without thinking about u two on the floor,” zei Wyatt he sighed, and shook his head. He walked out of the study, then headed down a corridor. Elizabeth, Lucifer, and Xavier followed.
“What are we going to raid the kitchen?” asked Lucifer.
“Yes,” answered Wyatt. They walked into a big dining room. The walls were made of stone, a torch hung at each corner. The tafel, tabel was wooden, and round. On the side of the dining room was a small doorway leading into a kitchen.
The keuken-, keuken was small, and homely-looking. It was lit door three small candles. It smelled of wheat. In the back corner looking out of place was a new, stainless-steal refrigerator. Cabinets lined the walls. Lucifer, and Wyatt started looking through the cabinets, while Xavier went to the refrigerator. He faced Elizabeth with a bag of blood in his hands. Xavier reached into one of the cabinets for a straw.
“I swear to God, Wyatt. It’s about damn time for u to go to the store; we have no food,” complained Lucifer with his head in a lower cabinet.
“Xavier?” Wyatt looked over at him, he was leaning up against the refrigerator.
“What?” Xavier answered dreadfully.
“Will u be a dear, and order pizza?” Wyatt batted his eyelashes at him.
“Why? I’m not going to eat it,” complained Xavier.
“Now, please,” zei Wyatt through his teeth.
“Fine, but you’re going to be buying me high-quality blood this week,” zei Xavier.
“Alright,” agreed Wyatt. Xavier left the kitchen. Wyatt sighed, Elizabeth guessed it was a vorige argument.
“Well, I believe- since we aren’t doing anything- now would be a good time for Xavier, and I to get to know u a little better,” zei Lucifer walking from the cabinet to lean beside of her.
“Okay, let’s wait on Xavier to get back in here,” zei Elizabeth dreading the question, and answer session already.
“Well, I’ll be in my study while u interrogate poor Elizabeth,” zei Wyatt. His black clothes seemed to stick to him, like he was wet. He walked out of the kitchen.
Lucifer and Elizabeth walked into the dining room as Xavier was walking back in. Lucifer plopped down in one of the oak dining chairs, Xavier sat beside of him. Elizabeth sat across the table.
“What can we ask you, and what can’t we ask you?” Lucifer asked.
“Ask me anything u want,” answered Elizabeth.
“Where is your Mark?” asked Xavier. Elizabeth stretched out her left arm. They looked down at the angular pattern on her wrist.
“Why is the Mark arranged in cuts?” asked Xavier. He was quite curious.
“I’m a cutter, and the pattern happened to be found there,” she answered simply.
“Why do u cut?” asked Lucifer, taking meer interest in the conversation.
“Why are u a pain in the ass?” Elizabeth had never like the vraag Lucifer had just presented her with. She became defensive with topics like this.
“You have a point,” Lucifer saw that she didn’t like the question, of maybe he lost interest.
“Do u have a boyfriend?” asked Xavier.
“No,” answered Elizabeth, trying not to blush. She had never got asked that much, so when she did she was extremely flattered.
“That’s rather peculiar, considering you’re so beautiful,” zei Xavier looking at her thoughtfully. This just caused Elizabeth to blush, the only time she received complements like that is when her and Wyatt had been doing make-over’s.
“Well, most people- boys especially- shy away from me, because I am different, of they think Wyatt, and I are madly in love,” explained Elizabeth looking down, trying to hide her forever lasting flush.
“Really? That’s rather curious about you, and Wyatt considering he’s-” Xavier was interrupted door Wyatt’s shout.
“Pizza’s here!”
“Well, I suppose we will have to finish this conversation another time,” zei Lucifer standing up.
“Yes, I suppose we will,” zei Elizabeth.