No Love ~Private~

[Lilith]

Lilith hated being right. Well..

Okay THAT'S a lie.

She just hated being right, when being right wasn't to the utmost of her own benefit. I'd say that's more accurate. She had been having odd stations of her mind going on and off over the last week. It seemed as soon as she entered Las Vegas, something went to hell within her mind. She couldn't put a finger on it. Everything had scanned through her mind, from conspiracy theories, to the fact that it was named after a certain FAMILIA-r individual she had known in the past through... through... ugh..

Seven.

Maybe that stress was causing it? Maybe losing touch with Amber was causing it? Maybe being in this business when all it had become was a leech filled infestation pit of doom was it? She hadn't been sure, but she knew someone who did.

Her 'sister'.

After Lilith's Initial 'Visit' with her dear old step-sister, she knew -she- was behind it somehow. A lot had changed indeed. Lilith had no power over the defunct Bloodworks Inc. That had been long taken over by Elijah, who promptly turned it into Dual Zero. However, when Lilith was awoken in what APPEARED to be the Bloodworks Towers... and greeted by Cammy, her step-sister..

Something didn't line up.

That coupled with her headaches, the state of her mind flashing back and forth. Her disdain for human life-
Okay... that she had before. Fair enough.

Lilith runs her fingers across the bridge of her nose, her eyes tightly shut. Neck muscles seize up as she hears the footsteps approach. Jesus Christ... she couldn't believe she was doing th-

And The Prodigal Daughter returns~ I'm so thrilled. I knew you'd call me. I feel the love, come on, big reunion hug.

.....

Can't even finish a monologue. Fuckin' bitch.

Mmmm? So, are you here because it's wearing off?

... Wearing off.. ?

Lilith slowly turns, pushing off from her cars' door. Long leather flows down around her thighs, cupping her body like a form fitting glove. Which happened to be around her wrists and fingers. The now almost standard laced and trimmed blouse hugs her chest tightly. The heels of her boots digging into the carpet below them. Lilith didn't want to meet Cammy in-...
.. Well... at all, really.
But she didn't want to meet with her in public for a couple of very good reasons.

One, she hates her step-sister.
Two, she hates her step-sister.
And most importantly Three, she'd become suicidal if any of the SCW tabloids mistook Cammy as some sort of 'fling' Lilith was having.
Oh. And she hates her step-sister.

Not to say Cammy wasn't attractive, she just REALLY hates her step-sister.

... What.. wear... what?

What the hell was Cammy talking about? Wearing off? What? Lilith's mind was trying to comprehend what in God's name the psychotic little Anti-Christ was talking about. She was coming up with blanks. She really was. Mainly cause her mind was so God-damned fogg-...

.... You didn't.

Oh but we did. Is it starting to make some sense now 'sis'?

.. That wasn't finished when I left. You... Cammy.. you don't know wha-

YOU DON'T KNOW. First off, you didn't 'leave', you were EXILED from the Family Business. You were a FAILURE and deemed EXPENDABLE. You were used up enough-

Shut u-

YOU WERE USED UP ENOUGH, and lost your flavor...
Like a stick, of pale, juicy, gum.

....

Lilith could feel her jaw tightening. Her teeth grinding atop of one another. Being used as a sexual puppet by your step-father is not something you generally want to be reminded of. Especially in such a lackadaisical format. She tried to fight with logic. She tried to battle with reason. They were in -her- suite, if she assaulted Cammy here. It would be a little TOO easy to figure out who did it. She tried to understand the mind games the entire Creighton-Amesley family tree was bred into. That it was a game of Chess 24/7/365. She tried to realize all of this.
And it hits her...

When the hell did she ever care, about any of this? When was Lilith Creighton concerned with consequences? Since when did she care if her actions came back to bite her in the ass?

She stole Jonny from the 'infamous three legged dog'. She almost killed Clare-Bear;
Hell she almost mentally destroyed Clare's plaything Dayna.

She'd fought tooth and nail with Lessien for ages upon ages.

She took Sylas back from Hunter. -Again-. Despite a Bastardized Child in the picture. She'd chased Alexis WHILE she was -with- Sylas. She pursued the freakin' CODE Virus while the fate of millions of people was in the balance..

... When did she become this? When did her emotions take over? When did she lose the blood lust? When did her spirit wain? When did she becom-

'Soft'. Is the word you're looking for.

.... !!

Her head snaps back into focus, her eyes focused on Cammy, intensely. Her teeth almost chattering with rage, fingernails starting to pierce her own palms. Her mouth begins to open, fierce words, venomous verbs, toxic nouns...

....

You're wondering how the drug you helped develop, the drug you helped oversee;

The drug you helped condemn due to morality and ethical standards, is actually working on you.

Aren't you, 'sis'?

....

~To Be Continued~

[Lilith]

It amazed Lilith. Everything about the situation. How she was on the losing end of a power struggle, of a mind game. That wasn't something that happened often. Cammy had already left. Their talk had been less fruitful and more of a gigantic hissy fit of of a family reunion. But she'd gotten the facts she needed;

Her mind's clarity, was because of a drug, she helped create.

This was bad news.

When Lilith had left Bloodworks, the drug in question was highly unstable. And corrupted all forms of morals that even -Lilith- had. Tampering with the human body as a whole was one of the things the family business was all about. Trans-Humanism was almost a form of a 'Religion' within the Creighton-Amesley lineage. That being said, Lilith had found some... complexity, in dealing with what the drug was capable of doing. Not that it mattered now;

She was already exposed to it.

.... This.. cannot be happening...

The side effects were many. The results were drastic. It was not something that could ever be considered 'FDA Approval' kind of material. This was not a drug to cure depression, to fix teenage angst. It wasn't a hormonal balancer, and it wasn't to stop pregnancy or STDs. It was designed to-

Father never mentioned you were into pharmaceuticals, Lilith.

..... !!

The voice. That voice. Sparks up in the ears of Lilith. Cammy had left hours ago. Did Lilith forget to lock her do-...
No wait, fuck that. How the hell is she even here?!

.... Don't test me. Not now. I'm not in the right mind-frame. Not now.

Yeah... from what I overheard, you may not be in the right mind-frame ever again. I am still confused as to how Father didn't know about this part of your research though.. I mean, he was your assistant for years right? Did you not trust him with the informat-

Lilith snaps up from her seat. She lunges at the tiny frame in the room, the tiny figure. The long blond twin tails that reach the ground, the small little French styled dress, and the stereotypical Sunday shoes. The small woman;

Known as 'Katja'.

-.. Hey!..

Lilith rushes the small frame against her door, forearm placed firmly against the throat of Katja. She glares down imposingly into the eyes of her estranged assistant. With rage. Confusion, almost a hint of desperation as to what in the FUCK WAS GOING ON-WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN.

Katja... darling...

DO NOT, FUCK, WITH ME! You got off EASY In New York. You think I've forgotten about you SCREWING ME OVER YOU LITTLE RUSSIAN MIDGET?! I am not, in the mood, right now... to play with you. I don't know why you're here - and I DON'T CAR-

... She's not the only family member in Las Vegas.

.....

It's become cliche', at this point in Lilith's life. But...
God hates Lilith Creighton.

.. What did you just say.

...

A small, devilishly uncharacteristic smile.. creeps across Katja's lips. And as it does so, a equally uncharacteristically disturbed and concerned look, does doth itself upon Lilith's. 'Family' was never a good thing when Lilith was involved. Be it the 'Familia' or even her own legitimate one. Cammy? Dealing with Cammy alone was a stress-factor. Katja? Wasn't helping. This new threat of yet another person in the fold?

Let's do some math;

Losing contact with Amber +
Confrontational situations with Adrian +
Being in a business she had more disdain for than Republicans +
Stereotypical cookie cutter bitches on all sides +
Being drugged by her step-sister with a unsafe, ethically destructive drug +
Former backstabbing assistant, threatening there was /more/ to deal with?
On top of the -always around- manipulative emotional memories of her previous relationships, and companies?

.....

Lilith was going to break. It was gonna happen. Over the years of her involvement in this business, she'd had 'episodes' of mental anguish. Stress dissolving into violence and lust. But she could feel it. She didn't know when it could happen, if she could prevent it. But she knew it would happen, law of averages dictates;

Someday. Sometime. Somewhere - Lilith will Break.

.. Maybe you should let go of me now. I mean, isn't that why you didn't attack Ms. Amesley? Because you knew it could be traced back to you?

.... What did you just say?... Mis-...
....... Oh no. Ohhhh no no. Noooooo no no NO, NO... NO!

It was caving in around her, things piling up. Starting to make sense again amidst her minds shaky exterior. She begins banging Katja's tiny frame against the door, once, twice, thrice; before tossing the small woman aside. Planting her palms down against her door, her head resting against it in a fit of rage. You can't be serious... why... why was this... Lilith bites down on her lip, grinding her teeth against the Ruby Red flesh beneath it. She whispers, mumbles really, out softly.

.. How long... have you been-

Since we first met.
It's been part of my job Lilith. You remember what those are right? Things you do for money that don't include taking your clothes off and posing.

.... I can still snap you in half Katja, don't forget that.

No no. I'm one of the few that still does have a healthy fear of you. That's why I was selected for the job of shadowing you, everyone in my family has done it.

......... !!... Wh....
.... No. No you're lying. Don't you tell me that. Don't you say it, DON'T... DON'T TELL ME THAT!

... It doesn't mean my family has never had loyalty to you Lilith, it's just how we were integrated into the-

NO!

Lilith pushes herself off of her door, spinning around. She thrusts her hand out, pointing at Katja as she walks toward her quickly. Shaking her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She reaches the tiny young woman, just as she's about to lay her hands on her;

I know Father respected you. He treated you like his own daughter, didn't he?

.....

I mean... why else would you keep him around so long right? Father always said; 'Lilith is-

He.. has, a name...

... Yeah.
But to -me-, he's 'Father'.

-YOU'RE- the only one who calls him 'Iggy'.

~To Be Continued~