Deliverance
Lilian lay on the soft, white bed, holding her newborn daughter, Elexandra. The room around Lilian was simple and white. There sat a plush chair in the corner of the room, a bright white with a single red pillow in it. The round rug on the floor displayed scenes of an ancient battle. It was a high-class room in the pregnancy ward of the crumbling hospital. Lilian stroked the bundle of white that lay in her arms. The little pink cheeks of her newborn daughter felt smooth as butterfly wings. Her tiny index finger curled around Lilian's thumb. Lilian could feel Elexandra’s feet kicking inside the blankets that covered her. Lilian stroked the coal-black locks that had already begun to grow on her daughter’s head. Lilian smiled weakly, the operation taken place only the morning before.
To the left of the bed was a window, the blue curtains pulled back to reveal the city beyond. Lilian glanced out the window at the expanse of rusted buildings. She sighed heavily as her eyes fell on the once blue sky, now a strange reddish brown color. The sky seemed to be stained, no clouds were in sight and trees were all but extinct. The air was still clean though, for the daemons breath out oxygen and breath in carbon dioxide.
The Earth was slowly disintegrating, and the human race had become endangered.
A piece of Lilian's caramel colored hair fell into her eyes. She pushed it behind her ear gently. She thought about her husband, lost somewhere in the world. Lilian refused to believe what people told her, she refused to believe he was dead. She missed him so dearly. Lilian wanted him to see their child, to meet their little Elexandra. But he likely never would.
Elexandra's bright ice-blue, speckled silver eyes looked up into Lilian's face with a look of happiness, appreciation and contentment. Lilian's eyes filled with tears at the thought of her daughters future. Lilian knew her little Elexandra would grow up in a harsh and dying world that was being run to ruins by the daemons.
“I'll keep you safe.” She stroked Elexandra's face softly, speaking quietly. “Forever and always. No demon will ever hurt you.”
A sudden gut-wrenching impact to the building shook Lilian's thoughts. A white lamp fell off of a table beside the large bed. A few chunks of plaster fell from the ceiling onto the shiny floor. Lilian held her baby girl tight and stood, still weak from the birth. She staggered to the heavy iron door as the building shuddered around her and threatened to crumble to the ground, seven flights below. Lilian opened the heavy iron door with difficulty. When the door stood ajar Lilian stepped out, careful not to fall to the cold ground due to the buildings violent shaking.
Dying red and white lights flickered on and off in the dark hallway. The iron walls around Lilian groaned and threatened to break from the constant tremors. As Lilian down a horrendous sight met her eyes. Bodies of men and women littered the hallway floor. Lilian gasped in terror. One young woman’s eyes stared straight at Lilian, still begging for mercy. The woman’s brown hair was sweaty, plastered to her pale forehead. It had been Lilian's nurse, one of the women that had helped deliver Lilian's baby the day before.
But she was dead and there was nothing Lilian could do. Lilian realized there was no blood on the bodies. No blood means...
“Daemons,” Lilian whispered.
Lilian glanced to her left and felt her blood freeze in fear. Standing among the bodies of the dead men and women stood the most beautiful creature on earth, a daemon.
His pale face glowed, set between his straight and perfect hairline that sat in a perfect ponytail. His hair was a bright golden blond, his face was perfectly symmetrical, and his eyes were a dark green with golden specks misting within. His hideous but beautiful lips curled up into a chilling, perfect smile. He planted his eyes on Lilian. Then he caught sight of the bundle in her arms. Elexandra began to cry, feeling the daemons eyes on her. It was all he needed. He started forward. With his hand raised, Lilian could see a crackling light of green energy swirling in his palm. Laughing, he shot a ball of energy at Lilian.
As it hit her Elexandra slipped from her grasp. The baby cried harder as she hit the ground, covered in pink blankets, no longer in her mothers arms. Lilian scooped her daughter back up in pain and ran back into the room, slamming the door, gasping from agony. The acidic burn on her side spread profoundly fast. Her arms began to scream in pain, along with her hands and feet.
Lilian lay on the bed holding her baby as she started to slip into unconsciousness.
“I love you, Elexandra. I will always be with you. I will never leave you,” Lilian gasped as she stroked Elexandra's head. The baby still cried. Lilian hugged Elexandra close and tight, kissed her on the forehead. Lilian's pain increased rapidly as the burning daemon energy, deadly as acid, traveled deeper into her body. Lilian's skin looked bright and healthy and yet she died on the inside. The daemons energy penetrated the bones of its victim, causing them to disintegrate inside the victim’s body at an amazing speed.
Lilian sang her very first and very last lullaby to her baby daughter, her voice high-pitched from the pain. Elexandra stopped crying and listened to her mother’s voice, for it soothed her.
The heavy iron door crashed to the ground, sending tremors through the white room. The daemon stood in the doorway, his eyes glowering at Lilian. She never stopped singing to her newborn daughter as the demon strode forward, a smile plastered on his face.
, but yeah I'd like to read on, i think though it just needs a little more description and bulking out if you get what i mean, nothing major, you just need to move a little slower and use more descriptive words at time. but like i said, i like it xxxx
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