My siren and demon were dancing together in excitment as I gracefully gllided down the stairs. My outfit basic in pregnancy clothes. Stretchy pants and a crop top with shoet sleeves.

But as I reached the door to wait for Finn, Elijah came into the foyer.

"Where are you going?" He questioned, walking up to me. I wonder if he could tell something was up..

"Finn is taking me on a date." I grinned. It wasn't totally a lie. "He thought getting me out might relax my inner troubles." I added with a shrug.

"A date?" Elijah repeated. Tasting the word on his tongue as if trying to taste my lie. "Like dinner?"

"Maybe. He didn't tell me where we were going. So perhaps. " Elijah stepped closer to me. His fingers catching my chin and guiding me to meet his eyes as my breath stilled. My demon was purring behind my mind.

"If you're lying...I will have to punish you..you realize this, correct?" Elijah questioned, his brown eyes searching mine for deceitfulness. I could literally feel my demon edging closer to him. Begging for contact.

"Mmm will you? Even with your lame rules you've come up with on my behalf?" I challenged him, stepping slightly closer to him and causing my chin to move up more to keep his gaze. "Would you spank me sir? Finn has....I liked it- should I enjoy punishments?"

I watched as Elijah's eyes darkened and the veins were dancing beneath his eyes in desire. He wanted a taste. And my demon and siren were willing to offer that to him.

"Loosen up a bit. I can handle what you give me..." I extended a talon, dragging it over my throat slowly, right below my jawline. The trickle of blood running cold as it streamed freely. Elijah's jaw ticked. His breath catching as he was trying to hold the reigns on his control. But I was pushing him. Causing him to join me on the teeter of insanity and control.

"You've been hanging around Kol too much." He breathed. Trying to deter from the subject. His eyes kept snapping back to the trickle of blood. Watching it intently like he wanted nothing more than to lick it up and bite me.

"Elijah..." I challenged further. His eyes jumped to mine before he leaned closer to me. Elijah's breath already mingling on my cheek as he let his nose trail along it longingly. He was just about to let his tongue dance on my throat when a throat cleared.

"Ready, Octavia?" I pulled from Elijah's hold, a cheer in my step as I turned to Finn.

"Of course!" I smiled. Finn glanced to his brother, a smirk on his face as he took in the stupor expression on his face. I glanced back slightly to see the demanding look on his face. One that screamed he would retaliate when I got back. "Be home later, Lijah." I grinned before adding, "Maybe have a cold shower? I hear it helps with excitment." I pushed. I always had to push him. But did you blame me?

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"So where are you taking me?" I questioned as he drove. Finn didn't really drive often. Mostly when he took me out on his own because it was ungentlemanly of him if he let me drive. Something about a carriage and a horse. I don't know. Something from his past.

"A cult." He answered simply. I turned to look at him.

"Like one with vegetables?" Finn looked at me before shaking his head.

"I'm not even going to try and understand that." He admitted with a small smile.

"Probably best. But really. What kind of cult?"

"Black magic kind. It used to be a decent coven. One that only relied on the nature around them. But someone tainted it with black magic." He explained as his eyes veered towards me subtly.

"And now they need wipped out?" I filled in. He nodded slowly. Finn's jaw locked in a clench. He still was against the whole killing unless it was a defensive move. I sighed. "You know, we don't have to do this. I know you don't like that kind of thing.." Finn looked over at me before shaking his head.

"You're mistaking my anger with dread. I ussed to be a warlock. Nature is what I knew. It urks me that someone would turn it dark. Turn it into sacrifice and blood willingly." I frowned for a moment. I had forgotten that Finn was a warlock before. That he missed it.

My hand reached over to him, resting on his thigh before squeezing it gently.

"I'm sorry. I forgot." I admitted. Finn looked over at me again.

"There's no reason to be sorry. If anything, I'm excited to see how you look in your element." His eyes darkened in thought. "The picture Kol had painted had intrigued us all." I let out a short laugh at how I could tell he was excited in more than one way.

We kept talking about the black magic cult, known as Malik Columbae. The Latin words made me laugh when Finn told me. Somehow I was starting to understand Latin a bit since my demon started to come out more. Like an inner translator in my brain.

Once we had gotten to our destination, I had to look at Finn confused. We were at an abandoned church. A creepy old cemetery with crumbling tombstones behind it. The stained glass was broken as if a rock or baseball was thrown through it. Creepy. And I'm a demon.

"Can I even enter a church?" I questioned out loud. My thoughts wishing to echo into the empty space. Finn glanced at me with a confused expression.

"You've never been to church?" I looked over at him just as confused.

"Do I seem like the type to be a church goer?" Fin snorted, no hesitation as the thought processed.

"No, I suppose not." He agreed before getting out of the car and speeding over to my side before opening the door for me. It was like we were on a true date. A date where we were planning on committing a mass murder. Romantic.

If my demon was reacting to the church in anyway, I wouldn't know. I could feel it clawing out of the shadows. Excitement bubbling inside of me. My siren was even dancing around at the edges of my self conscious. The two inner beings twirling together like a tornado, waiting to break free of Kansas.

"Woah." Finn breathed as he stared at me. I arched my brow at him confused. "You're eyes are blue- but with black rings around them." I blinked a few times before looking at my hands. My fingers were extended with talons blackening my finger tips.

I turned away from Finn as I ran my tongue over my sharpened fangs. I felt weird. My wings weren't out, but black smoggy smoke swirled around me. Mixes of my Siren and Demon blurred together in my appearance. It was off putting in my eyes. With how much Finn hated his Vampire self- I didn't want him to hate my inner selves. But my mind was shut down as Finn grabbed my face, pulling me to look back at him.

"You look stunning, Octavia. Don't you ever think otherwise." Of course he could feel my worry. The mate bond didn't let anything hide from each other. Just as I knew he was being completely sincere in his words.

"Let's do this, yeah? Then maybe we can get a burger and a milkshake on the way home." Finn grinned at my change of subject. Nodding in agreement.

"Sounds perfect." He grabbed my taloned hand, guiding me to the door of the church. Echos of chanting and murmurs of what I would think were spirits haunting the walls as the door squeaked open.

Finn kept me close as we walked through the halls, following the chants. It was odd. It sounded like they were doing a ritual spell for.... Lucifer? The Uncle I haven't met yet. The thought alone made my skin crawl.

"Stay close. I don't know if that spell will work." I glanced up at him as he gave his warning. Did he forget that Lucifer is my family? He's acting like I'm in danger. My father never mentioned his brother being evil or anything- well not evil for me.

"INTRUDER!" Someone screamed as they caught a glimpse of Finn. But once they saw me, they paled considerably. "D-demon!"

I thought they were into the whole dark and evil thing? Maybe this one was new? I grinned at the person cloaked in a black robe. Their skin was almost translucent to the cloak. Finn released my hand as if to tell me to go at it. But I stayed put. This person seemed innocent.

"Run." I growled out in a low voice. And they did. Their pathetic self ran around us and out the door in record time. Finn glanced down at me confused. "They were new. Obviously not really into this." I explained simply. With Finn, I would only punish the guilty.

Finn nodded with a small smile before urging us to move forward. The new room we entered was where the chanting was coming from. These ones all wore a deep red robe. Like blood was gushing out of the fabric in pools.

A huge pentagram was painted in...actual blood on the floor. A white- well used to be white goat tied up in the middle of it where someone held a dagger to slay it.

They were performing a sacrificial ceremony to bring Lucifer forward. I grimaced at the stench of animal blood. It was awful and made me wonder how many innocent animals they had killed.

I felt Finn step back, allowing me the limelight. My wings extended gracefully.

"Most demons actually don't enjoy animal sacrifice." I spoke up. The disgust and attitude filing out of my voice and alerting the idiots to my presence. The one holding the dagger froze as soon as they glanced up at me. The chanting pausing.

"Our prays have been answered!" One of the male robed idiots spoke up in cheer. I cringed. For being all gothic, he sounded way to perky.

"No. Definitely not Lucifer. But I can help you summon him... he is family." I grinned, flashing my fangs as I stepped forward. The black tendrils of smoke floated away from me, surrounding the closes person to me. They stood up in attention before walking towards me.

My arms waiting for them before they stood back to my front. My hands running along their arms.

"I believe human sacrifice is more up to my Uncles standards... should we try?" I questioned. Everyone was silent. Some were stricken with fear. Others in excitement. These people wanted to see death...I suppose I would deliver.

I moved my hand to the front of the persons throat. My blackened fingers wrapping around them carefully before my talons began to dip into their skin. Blood began to stream freely. The black smog preventing them from moving or screaming.

No one protested my actions. No one moved. And as the body dropped to the floor, the smoke spread. Encasing everyone in the room. I could feel the energy in the room. The magic dancing in my shadows.

And as the blood poured out of my victims, I felt stronger. Free. Alive. I released my smoke from their mouths. Allowing the slightest screams to escape. Something that pleased my demon immensely. But one person stood still. No protest. The one with the dagger.

"The world will bleed with your son." I stared at the woman. Her eyes barely visible from the robe cloaking her. Bright white eyes. A seer. Her eyes looked to Finn who stood in the back near the wall. Watching me. "Your son will end us all."

Did she just- I glanced back to Finn, who seemed frozen. I couldn't blame him. This woman just told him this child was his.

"DEMON-" I stopped her cry as my talons sliced through her. Ripping her jugular free from her throat. That was the last of them. I turned back to Finn so see his face pale.

"Think she was legit?" I questioned. But I didn't give him a chance to respond as I double over. Pain striking through me in a sharp movement before a warm liquid exploded from between my legs.

Finn flashed over to me quickly, catching me as a scream rippled from my bloody lips. A contraction telling me all I needed to know.

"I'm in labor.."