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sadness. "He fought hard. Not physically, because
my sister and some of our…associates…were able to paralyze he and
his friends. Not all of them were good candidates. We chose this
one, and one other. My sister wanted a female, and when she saw you
in this man's mind, she knew you were perfect."
    He reached down to touch
her, but Rhonda buried her face in the towel. When she didn't feel
him, she looked up again. He was staring at her. "What Remi told
me…about waking up in the cemetery…" That's when this First Born took him. That had to be
it.
    "It took a few days to gain
control. My kind aren't accustomed to possessing a body. Toying with one,
yes. Influencing their dreams," he sighed. "Splendid. But to walk
and talk and move inside one is both horrible and alluring. The sensual
pleasures we take in our true forms is nothing compared to the
real, actual physical contact."
    Rhonda studied his face and realized the
slash she'd given him with the knife was almost gone. So was the
slit in his stomach. He healed like a Revenant, but she was pretty
sure he wasn't. Not like she remembered.
    "What are your kind?"
    "You really don't know? I'm not a Revenant,
little witch. I am Incubus. I am nightmares, passion, dreams,
sensual desire, anger, horror, rage, pleasure… my sister and I are
all of these things."
    Rhonda shook her head. "No…Incubi are just
delusions. They aren't real!"
    She didn't expect the strike. But it came
fast and sharp and turned her head to the side. Her nose bled again
and she tried to curl away.
    "Incubus!" He shouted now.
"I am the only one left, Rhonda Orly. All my children are dead.
Long burned inside that 'Pheral prison. I am the son of the mother
of monsters and I can sense what you are. We seek revenge on the
ones who did this to us. And we know what we can gain by
taking… you ."
    It dawned on her that if he
could read her mind, or tried to possess her, he would gain all the
knowledge she had. He would know about the Society, about the
Revenants and their whereabouts, about Nona, about Zoë and about
Dags…and the Grimoire . "No…"
    "Oh yes," Scylla said as he smiled. "My
sister wanted to hold out for the perfect host. And now we found
her."
    Host?
    Rhonda stared up at him. If he was an
Incubus as he claimed, was it possible this sister was Succubus?
"No…you can't make me. I know how this works. I have to invite you
in."
    Something shimmered in the air to his left.
She thought it had a form at first, but it was little more than a
bending of the bathroom door behind him, like a heat image on a
summer's day. Something without form lingered there.
    "Rhonda Orly…you think I'm one of them? One
of those pretenders? What is it they call themselves….ah yes. The
First Born?" The laugh deepened. "The only thing they were first
born from was the whore who betrayed our mother. Oh we are not like
that, Rhonda Orly. We have lived far longer and seen more than the
oldest of their kind. We are timeless, and we have been shut away
for too long."
    The shimmering happened again and Scylla
turned Remi's head toward it. That acknowledgement proved it was
real. "Who…is that your sister?"
    Scylla smiled. Other than the blood
splattered across his face and the pools of it now dried on his
lips and cheek, he was beautiful once again. Beautiful, and
dangerous. "She's ready for her body now. Ready for your
power."
    "I told you, I don't have power anymore. I'm
just a girl that doesn't want any part of this anymore!"
    That's too bad. I wanted this to be
easy.
    The voice was in her mind, and in her ears.
A woman's voice. Deep. Sensual. The voice any man would love to
hear on the other end of their phone. A voice that would match a
face to launch a thousand ships. And it echoed like a Revenant's
voice.
    The shimmering became larger as it filled
the bathroom. Rhonda screamed when icy fingers clawed their way
into her eyes, tore through her broken nose and filled her mouth,
ending her