DemonSeed

[truthpurveyor]

Dreams are things most people take for granted, something that is forgotten
within minutes of waking, or only thought of when it wakes a small child
crying in the middle of the night.

Some people put great store in those dreams but are often ridiculed,
regarded as flakes or even crazy.

But just suppose, what if…

What if the dream was suddenly more than just a dream? What if it invaded
more than just your REM cycle? What if it actually reached out and took over
your life? Having such an affect that it in reality changes you, and thus
your day-to-day life, as the demon within the dream turns it into a
nightmare to which you just couldn’t awaken?

This thread is an attempt to describe just that...As a woman wakes in the
middle of the night screaming, her body covered in sweat and tingling in
intimate places as well. Doubting her sanity she returns to sleep and her
dream and to the demon that quietly waits for her to release him. It is then
that he'll plant his seed and multiply, guaranteeing he never returns to the
world of dreams. Instead he'll take hold of a few unfortunate peoples
reality and make them into nightmares as he plants his… DemonSeed.

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A special thanks to a special lady for all the help she's given me in the above lines....Thank You, along_came_mary!!!
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OOC: A closed thread for a small group, please refer to the OOC named the same for the players or to post suggestions....Thank You and Enjoy !
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[SuppleKisses]

Faith Potter

Character Name: Faith Potter
Age: 25
Sex: Female
Height: 5'6
Weight: 120
Hair color: Dark Brown
Eye color: Dark Brown

Personality/History: Having grown up a middle child in a family of seven kids, Faith was used to being over looked. And so she had developed an intoverted personality. She was never one to be surrounded by a large group of friends. In fact, she'd openly admit that a large circle of friends was just something that her life didn't need. Instead she could often be found with her nose in a book, or caring for the multitude of animals that lived in and around her childhood home. Now that she was out of school, she was living on her own in a fairly nice apartment with the best companion life could offer, her cat Ginger. Life on her own had actually been a struggle. About a year back, when her mother died from breast cancer, she'd fell into a serious bout of depression and had developed a nearly fatal eating disorder along with it. However from that one low point, things were slowly looking up. Her phyciatrist, who had become her lover, had greatly helped her through the drepression. Faith had also kept her weight at a fairly healthy level for nearly seven months. Although she was still very light for her height, her life had returned to a healthy state...or so she thought::

 

[truthpurveyor]

"Faithhhhhhhh" I called to her gently....and she awoke.

"Faithhhhh, come to me, let me feast on your naked body" and she obeyed.

I lowered my head to her and tasted of her inner folds...laughing as she tried to push my head away, then pulled it back with a cry...

"Faithhhh, prostrate yourself for me" I coaxed and smiled as she rolled and lifted to her knees.

Pressing myself against her wet folds I pushed.....and laughed as she cooed...in pain as I stretched her tightness away, and in pleasure as she came.....

Minutes later I left her spent...Her body draped across the top of her bed...


"Faithhhhhhh, Sleeeep" I told her as her eyelids drooped.


"Sleep and Dream, for when you dream I will visit you"

 

[SuppleKisses]

Monday Morning

::Her body shot forward from its resting place and sat erect in her bed. Her heart felt as if it had climbed half way up her throat and was pounding so hard it seemed like it would break free from her body. A cold sweat covered her from head to toe. Burning tears erupted uncontrolably from her soft chocolate eyes and cassaded down her sunkissed cheeks. Completely alone she sat trembling under her bed covers. Alone. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she tried to tell her self that. It had just been a dream. Nothing real. Somehow she just couldn't convince herself of that. It had seemed so real. His voice, his touch...she just couldn't force the sensation from her memory. Her gaze traveled over to a small digital clock on her night stand. 6:30 AM. The sun was just creeping over the rim of the horizon. Too early to call Elizabeth? The gentle caresse of her touch was something she could really use at the moment. Faith closed her eyes once again and sighed. This was silly, she was positively terrified and had no idea why. Still she could't make herself stop trembling. She reached across the bedstand and pulled the reciever off the hook and dialed Elizabeth's number::

 

[truthpurveyor]

Faith pulled away from me with an effort that left her weak and my hold on her was broken...

Still....the small amount of time I had been with her gave me a tangible contact with her, letting me feel her emotions and know her thoughts without being detected myself...


It was the first step...Faith was the right woman this time, not like the others I had found and used, to watch them quickly become useless as thier minds left them.

Grinning to myself I listened to her make a phone call, setting an appointment with someone who was more than a doctor to her....

*All is well...Faith, go seek assurance that you aren't slowly going crazy and when you return to me, I'll take you as well as your lady doctor! I have waited centuries for you...a few more days will not hinder me* I spoke to her as she dressed in preparation for her appointment....

 

[White Queen]

Elizabeth

Elizabeth woke up early like every morning... and began her exercise routine... she could feel the sweat covering her body... the efort of her muscles... she finished her routine and headed for the shower... her clothes fell to the floor and she stepped in the shower... her nipples hardened on contact with the cold water as it hit her body... water flowed down her black hair, down her smooth pale skin... she ran her soap coveres hands through her body... one hand slid between her legs and she immediately felt that warmth... that feeling when her fingers made contact with her pussy... she entertained the idea of pleasuring herself right there in the shower... but she knew she had a busy day... there will be time for that later... she steps out of the showar and walks into her bedroom, naked, water still dripping from her wet body... the phone rings... It was Faith.

" Calm down Faith... what happen.. oh, that dream again... yeah sure I will make room to you... come see me at 10:00, ill be waoting for you ok? ".

Elizabeth hangs up... thinking about Faith... she had been having this deam for far too long... oh well... time to get dressed and head for work...

 

[along came mary]

Detective Aimee Wyman

I sat there watching the cursor blink on the blank page. How the hell was I going write up this report and have it make any sense? If I don’t understand it, how am I supposed to explain it to the guys upstairs? God, I can see their faces now. The condescending little smirks, the amused smiles widening to grins, maturing into guffaws of disbelieving laughter. I could hear them now. My teeth gnashed at that mental image.

The only thing to do is just write it up, Wyman. Write it exactly like it happened. Just the facts, M’am.

911 call received on April 1, 2001, 7:15pm. Caller anonymous. Report of suicide attempt, a Caucasian female threatening to jump off of Fulton Street Bridge. Two units dispatched arrived at 7:25pm to find suspect standing on railing of bridge. The woman upon the railing was holding a bloodied knife in her hand, threatening those that would attempt to come to close. Blood was noted to be freely flowing down the woman’s arms from suspected self inflicted wounds. All attempts to retrieve the woman from the edge were refused and resulted in panicked actions from the woman in question. She replied to every attempt of rescue from the male officers with screams and wild slashes of the knife held in her hand. On my attempt to approach her, she remained calm, quietly asking that I maintain my distance, approximately 10 feet away from her. To my request that she step down and away from the bridge she replied that she would if all present would allow her to speak first. All members of the force complied in hopes that she would indeed step down. Her speech is as follows:

“My name is Maria Louise Ross. I am an intern at Tender Mercies Hospital. Despite my actions I am completely sane and in full control of all my faculties. I am NOT insane! You must believe me. You must listen. You must! There is an evil in this town. A demon! Oh God help me, he IS a demon! He will come to you in the night. Through your dreams! You must try to stop him. He grows stronger everyday. He.. he comes to me, every night… every night in my dreams. He’ll be back tonight if I don’t… He’ll be back. You must hurry. You must!”

Maria finished her short speech, and paused a sad smile coming to her face as she turned and looked down at the churning rapids below us. Turning again she met my gaze, stepping backwards quietly without warning. “Don’t ever dream of the things you wish for,” She said as she released her hold on the cold iron railing. “He’ll turn them into your worst nightmares.”

The body of Maria Louise Ross was fished from the river within one hour of her jump. The 75-foot drop insuring her death. She was DOA at Tender Mercies despite numerous attempts to revive her. Autopsy report from the Medical Examiner is expected within the next 2 days.

The report held all the facts of that night, but what wasn’t written in it was the grin Maria had on her face as she fell, calm, almost serene. A face of someone very glad she was about to die. It would haunt me to my grave that I was certain of.

I sighed long and hard, giving myself a mental shake. All right, there it was, all in black and white. Save and send. It’ll be waiting on big boy’s CPUs bright and early for their entertainment in the morning. I stretched as I leaned back in my chair. I glanced over to the clock. 10:58pm. Damn! I promised Adam I’d be home early tonight. I snatched up my keys and grabbed my jacket and took off like a bat out of hell. Adam was a lot of really nice things, but patient just wasn’t one of them.

 

[SuppleKisses]

Faith

::Faith cast her gaze toward a clock on the wall outside of Elizabeth's office. 10:02. She took in a deep breath and slowly released it through her slightly parted lips. She still felt shakey and light headed. What was happening to her. It was as if she were losing control of her life, again. Another deep breath and she shook the thought from her head.
Her knuckles rapped a couple of times on the outside of the office door. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she waited for Elizabeth to either call her in or open the door. She'd showered and put on make up, but dark circles still surrounded her watery eyes. She was dead tired. Sleep however didn't seem like such a good idea anymore. The same dream had been haunting her for the past several weeks. Each time, she had awoken feeling both emotionally and physically drained. By now, she honestly felt as if she were falling completely apart. The thought caused a shiver to race up her spine. She had lost control once and the idea of going through that again completely terrified her.
She turned her attention back to the door and knocked again:: Elizabeth?

 

[White Queen]

Elizabeth

Elizabeth hears a knock in her door... and a voice... Faiths voice...

" Come in Faith ", Faith walks inside her office... she was in a pretty bad shape... she looked tired... dark circles surrounded her watery eyes... And even in this state she still looked beautiful...

" Please sit down, Im sorry I kept you waiting but i had some urgent phone calls to make... ".

 

[SuppleKisses]

::She force a small smile to lift on her pale face. That pair of usually brilliant orbs shimmed just barely in their pools as she stepped inside the welcoming office. She crossed the medium sized room and settled down on a leather couch. The mid-morning sun slanted through a large window that overlooked the city. Its golden rays feel gingerly upon her skin, warming her uneasy body and mind.::
Sorry about calling you so early this morning...I-I... ::she didn't finish her thought as a few tears welled at the rim of her eyes. she swallowed, and pushed them back. Another weak smile rose over her face, as if to hide what poor shape she was really in::

 

[White Queen]

Elizabeth

" Oh Faith, you dont have to apologize... Im here for you anytime you need me ".

Elizabeth reaches for a box of tissues and hands it over to Faith... she really was in a bad shape...

" Calm down ok? you are safe here... you can trust me... do you want to talk about it? was it the same dream? ".

 

[truthpurveyor]

*Time was in my favor......* I knew as I hovered in the back of Faiths mind *The more time that goes by, the less you'll believe this is truly happening.....And the easier my conquest of you as you sleep....*

"Tell her you're going crazy, Faith...Tell her and listen to her words of sympathy...then tell her how bad you need to sleep"

 

[along came mary]

Detective Aimee Wyman

I ended up having to park the Maxima on the lower parking deck. Someone must be entertaining tonight. My guess proved right as I passed by apartment 2b, Carolyn's place. Loud music and conversation leaked through the door into the hallway beyond. Sounds like everyone was having a good time, I thought as I continued on up the stairs. I spared a quick glance at my watch, 11:25 pm. Not too bad, considering traffic. God! Adam is sure to be pissed. I suppose I really should have called. That whole Maria Lousie thing had really shook me up though. I just couldn't get that expression on her face out of my head. It bugged me. Probably would bug me for a long time too.

I slipped the key into the lock of apartment 4a and eased inside the dark apartment. Hmmm. Lights off. Not a good sign. I shut the door behind me and snapped the dead bolt into place.

"Adam?"

I flicked the lightswitch along the left wall, blinking at the sudden flood of light. No answer. Surely he's not in bed yet, I thought as I wandered back to the bedroom, peeking in. No. No Adam here. I turned back and headed for the kitchen, flicking on the light as I entered. A torn piece of paper was lying on the table, Adam's distinctive penmanship scrawled across it.

I guess you're working late again. I wouldn't know, seeing as how you didn't call. I'm out with Jason and Mike. I'll be home later tonight. Don't wait up. Dinner's in the fridge if you're hungry.

Love you.
Adam


Damn, damn and double damn. How could two little sentences make me feel like such a heel? Maybe because I'd already began beating up on myself prior to reading it. I sighed to myself. Adam was such a good guy, so very tolerant of my personal quirks, not to mention the quirks of my job. One of these days though, I'm going to push him to far. I vowed then and there to at least try and do better. Course, I'd been vowing that every so often for the past few months as well. But dammit! I am really going to do it this time.

I wandered over to the fridge and opened the door, peering inside. Ah, he'd made his self-proclaimed famous lasagna. Man, I really was going to have to do some major making up. I really didn't have much of an appetite though. Not after the events of tonight at least. I pulled out the milk carton and poured a glass. Milk does do a body good, or at least that's what they say. It was certainly a comfort drink of mine. Some people have comfort foods, I have a comfort drink. Got to be different, that's me.

I made my way to our big comfy couch, kicking off my shoes and shrugging out of my jacket. I curled up in the corner of it and flicked on the tube, deciding to wait up for Adam regardless of the note. Must of dozed though, because the last thing I remembered was the news anchor for WZZM 13 reporting on a tragic fatal jump of a local Intern off the Fulton Street Bridge.

 

[SuppleKisses]

::Faith lifted a hand and glady took the offered box of tissues from Elizabeth. She nodded in responce to Elizabeth's question as she whipped a soft paper sheet from the box and gingerly dapped under her eyes before blowing her nose::

Yes...oh god Liz it's getting worse...I just can't handle it

::She buried her face against in the knoock between Elizabeth's shoulder and chest. The tissue didn't seem to have done very much::

I really think i'm losing it....I need sleep so bad

::Her shoulders trembled with each sobbing gasp. The water works absolutely flooding over her youthful cheeks and soaking Elizabeth's blouse. She knew this would put a complete cramp in Liz's morning, but she didn't have control anymore. The dreams had gone too far for too long. Faith was down right desperate now. Elizabeth had helped her before countless times, but she needed her more now than ever::

Liz I haven't slelpt soundly for over a week.....I just can't take it any more.

 

[White Queen]

Elizabeth

Elizabeth could tell Faith needed the sleep, and she started doubting she could do anything to help her... she had tried before, and the results have been good, at least thats the way it seemed. The dreams alwas came back... and stronger than before... If this went on there was no doubt Faith would end up going crazy...

Elizabeth wraps her arms around Faiths back... " Faith... you can sleep here in my office... I can give you something to help you sleep and I will keep watch on you while you rest... I can cancel the rest of my appointments... ".

Faith lifts her head up to look at Elizabeth... her pretty eyes covered with tears... helplesness reflected in her face...

 

[truthpurveyor]

I could sense Faith was so very close to opening the doorway for me....Her body was exhausted, her mind losing it's ability to recognize reality from the nightmares I had supplied night after night.

"Listen to Elizabeth, Faith" I encouraged her "Give yourself to the sleep you so badly need"

*What I was really after was for her to open my doorway...So I could once again pass into her world...

"Rest with your female love, my dear...Together you both can find peace...."

 

[Gragon]

Adam

I would have had fun tonight going out and hanging with my friends except for the fact that Aimee hadn't come home and that was the reason I was even out. I loved Aimee but I hated her work hours, but it's what she loved and I supported it 100% but it was really getting annoying and now I felt bad about going out with the guys instead of waiting for her. Now that I think about it she probably had a rough day and thats why she was late. I cut the night short with the guys and came home around 12:45 to find Aimee passed out on the couch still in her uniform, more or less, with my note on the couch and an emty glass of milk. Oh, man she felt bad, milk was her comfort drink she only drank a glass that big when she felt bad about something and judgeing by the note next to her it was probably me. I removed the glass and tried to move her to the lying position once there I took her shoes off then layed down beside her.

 

[along came mary]

Aimee

I woke to the familiar, warm, pleasant scent of Adam. I blinked my eyes open to the dark room, a hint of moonlight slipping through the window blinds. A tender smile stretched my lips as I snuggled against him. We were still on the couch, comfortably so I might add. Well, at least for me. My body lay atop his, my legs scissord snugly between his own. Obviously it was a fairly comfortable for him as well, seeing as how Adam was sound asleep. My cheek was pressed against his chest, comforted by the soft, steady drum of his heart.

I lifted my head, resting my chin upon his chest as I regarded him in the lighter dark of approaching dawn. I brushed my lips in a tender caress against his own, not wanting to wake him, but unable to resist.

“I love you, Adam.” I whispered softly as I laid my head back down upon his chest, nuzzling my cheek against the warmth of his skin. A soft sweet contented sigh slipped past my lips as I relaxed completely, melting against his body as sweet dreamless sleep overtook me once again.

 

[SuppleKisses]

::Faith slowly nodded in reply to Elizabeth's suggestion. Sleep...an old friend she hadn't seen for what seemed an eternity. She sniffled a bit and blinked the last of her tears. A soft, feable smile was forced upon her gentle face. Those dewy eyes, glinting in the morning light that slanted through the windows of the office. She lifted a hand to wipe away the moisture under each eyes::

Are you sure? I don't want to get in the way of your appointments today.

However, she knew that Elizabeth would insist and frankly, Faith wasn't even sure she could drive herself back home if Elizabeth hadn't invited her to stay. Her fatigued body had reached breaking point. Her body was simply aching for sleep::

 

[truthpurveyor]

I stood on the threshold...holding out my hand to Faith, taking the form of a lover I knew Faith still deeply cared for...

"Let me come to you, Faith" I cooed gently to her, my arms open wide to her. "Ask me to hold you and take away the pain, in your world"

A few simple words and I would be in complete control of her...and her concerned friend just as quickly...and then I would be able to begin spreading my DemonSeed....

"Please Faith, Let me join you..." I endeared her as she weakened "You need me so, you know you do"

I could feel her resolve soften, and in her mind her arms reached out for the comfort of mine as she began to speak....

 

[Gragon]

Adam

My eyes drifted open as the morning grew bright, Aimee had snuggled up closer to me in the night and now had her head on my chest. I moved a few strands of hair so I could see her beautiful face as she slept so peacefully. Not wanting to move till she got up I reached for the remote and turned on cartoons with the volume turned down. Thats when I relized it wouldn't work, I had to wake her, she had cut the circulation off to about half of my body so well I really couldn't feel or move my leg or my arm. I laughed softly at the situation, as I getly but firmly stroked her hair trying to wake her.

 

[SuppleKisses]

::Faith's eyelids drooped as she head slumped against the arm of the couch. Her eyelashed gingerly floated over her sun-freckled cheecks as her body relaxed and her mind opened for him::

Stay with me....hold me...::Supple lips parted to allow those mumbling to pass through. It was hard to tell whether or not she was still awake and speaking to Elizabeth directly or merely dreaming. In her mind she smiled and reached out to her lover, wanting her more than ever. She sighed contentedly, her body sinking into the cusions of the couch::

 

[truthpurveyor]

I opened my arms and clasped Faith gently in them, like a concerned father might do for his sick child...

"Faith...Ask me to come with you" I cooed to her, carressing her hair as her lids drooped...


"Tell me you want me with you, and I'll be there with you...forever" I promised her

*A few words and I would be able to step over the threshold...From my reality into hers...And once I was in her world, I would be able to increase my strength and take what I needed*

In her mind I tilted her face to mine, giving her full lips a gentle kiss...

"Let me take away all the pain..." I asked her gently "You only need to ask...."

 

[SuppleKisses]

::Faith molded into his arms. So warm, she sank into their depths. Endless, dark, secure depths that craddled her weary form. Her face burried against this strangers chest. Yet he wasn't a stranger. She knew him...had known him for weeks now. Somehow, in that hazy, dream plane she didn't fear him::

Come to me....please....be with me....::She breathed against his sheltering arms. Her head heavy, her lips tossing out the mumbled words as if she were a puppet. At the back of her mind something told her to run, to keep her mouth shut. However, she had been doing that for weeks, night after night. Her walls just wouldn't hold any longer::

 

[truthpurveyor]

Faith was mine...With one simple sentence I was able to step completely into her mind...and into her world.

Images of myself and her I pressed into her subconcious, then into her conciousness as well...flooding her with feelings of lust and the need and desire to satisfy them at any cost...

I could feel her body warm to those thoughts, her loins wetten, her breathing change from a relaxed slow rythm to an erratic, choppy exhale and inhale...

Another image I began to concentrate on...and slowly turn her towards doing...the sight of her own fingers undoing the clothing she wore...revealing her creamy, silk skin to me and the good doctor...In anticipation of feeling a pair of lips on that skin, arousing her as they suckled her and brought her dangerously close to the release she needed so badly...

"Soon, My dear Faith" I promised her, my words becoming audible... "Soon you will feel my hands on your body...and my lips"