COPG: Life and Death of Ayasha: Nothing but a coward.

Ayasha, goddess of knowledge, had decided to walk the earth for a while. She was still restless from the day she felt the shift of power in the air. For the first time in a very long time, the goddess realized that her sister, Elpis, had become far more powerful than she had ever been.  She realized that Elpis could overthrow them and seize control of the Prima Donna. What would become of her if Elpis won the war? Surely she would be dead. Elpis was a vengeful goddess, and that much she was certain of. The destruction of the Sumerian Pantheon still resonated within the immortal world. Ayasha did not want to die at the hands of her sister. She knew that  Elpis would make her suffering last far longer than she could bear.  She felt her fingers twitch and sank them into her thighs.  

Ayasha was in disbelief that to be able to walk the mortal realm, she masked her energy. She did everything to ensure that her sister could not locate her.  How did she go from hunting her sister down and being the one looking for her in the mortal world to being the one in hiding? How did it happen?  She lowered her head, her thoughts now just a maelstrom of emotions. She could not form coherent thoughts because they were jammed by her fear. What has she become? A weakling! A fucking coward! The goddess of knowledge felt disgusted by her own cowardice and couldn't pretend anymore. Ayasha was a coward, and she really couldn't face her sister. She loathed that display of weakness and loathed the desire to escape. She needed Elpis to be crushed beyond repair. She needed the whole situation to go away and for herself to survive. After the shift happened, Ayasha painfully came to the conclusion that she was lacking something...

Her confidence.

-TBC-

Klasma: confrontation with Marcel

 "I have to ask, Klaus. What is it that you see in her?"

"It is none of your business what I am doing with my witch, Marcel."

Marcel could not help but smile at Klaus's claims. He was aware of how sensitive the hybrid was when it came to his private matters. If he didn't care, he would have shrugged off Marcel's question and would have answered it with a sneer.  To dismiss this question so easily and with such an annoyed face betrayed how important the witch was for the hybrid. Marcel stroked his chin before he shrugged his shoulders, in an attempt to conceal his own emotions. Deep down, he could understand Klaus because he also had a witch he cared about -Davina- and he did his best to hide her from the rest of the world. He was well aware of how much danger she would be in, should her existence be known by both vampires and witches. She would be branded a traitor by her kind because she helped Marcel, and vampires would want to kill her on the spot because she was a witch. At first, Marcel was using the girl for his own selfish gains, but he genuinely grew to love her as his own daughter. 

" I see. Well, I will not dig deeper into your entanglement with your beloved witch."

"Watch. Your. Tongue!" - Klaus's voice became deeper, and he flashed his fangs at Marcel-

Klaus categorically refused to talk about Neela. He refused to dig deeper into his thoughts because that meant he would have to put a label on the relationship he had with her. He refused to start because deep down, if he did, the hybrid knew he would completely fall for her. He would be so deeply in love with the witch that she could manipulate him like putty in her hands. He would become reckless and restless as he would do his best to protect her. He refused it because if he welcomed it, he would expose himself to heartbreak. What if she pushed him away after making him believe that he could be loved as he was? What if she died because he could not protect her? Neela was powerful, and she did not need his help to protect herself, but Klaus could not shake off the desire to protect his mate...No! to protect the witch.  Klaus groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. 

He could not be vulnerable, no! He could not be yet, Klaus felt his heartbeat go faster upon thinking about her. He saw her face and the toothy grin she sported whenever he crossed her gaze. He saw her golden eyes glow with delight and warmth when she saw him. He wanted to see her, and he wanted to hug her, or smell her, or.. Wait? Was he smitten over? Yes! No! Was he...Marcel was observing the hybrid and his subtle reactions. He really was into that witch; regardless of what he was claiming, it was written all over his face. Could it be? Could Klaus really allow himself to feel again? He had not seen him like this in centuries, and that made him wonder who that witch was and what she did to make the fearsome hybrid fall for her.  He cleared his throat and spoke in a calm voice.

" I know that this is none of my business; however, I need to know if she will become a threat to our kind."

"You speak as if I would willingly bring someone who could destroy us. Marcel, I am disappointed in your lack of faith in me.  She is powerful, yes, but it is much better to keep her at a close range and make a friend out of her rather than a foe, don't you think?"

"This is wise, indeed." -he gritted his teeth- "I will keep an eye on her. It would be best if she did not become an enemy. It would be a pity to have to kill such a beautiful woman."

"Yes... A pity indeed. Are you done questioning me, Marcel?"

The vampire raised both arms up and took several steps back. His usual white grin graced his features, and he left the room. He already knew that he could not push the topic on Klaus and would not have the answers he wanted. However, by not saying anything, Klaus revealed that he cared for the witch far more than he should have.  He was willing to keep that information to himself and use it when an opportunity would arise. Klaus realized, maybe too late now, that he really gave away the one thing he was desperate to keep between the folds of his tortured mind. He actually cared for someone who wasn't a Mikaelson. 

-TBC-

Colby: Something was off

Mary was sitting at her vanity, her hands holding onto her towel as she dried her hair with it. Her green eyes stared at her reflection for a moment, and she slowly put her towel on her lap and her hands on the vanity. Were they safe? In Tommy's line of work, it was almost a given that they were moving targets. He always had enemies, whether as a Peaky Blinder or as an MP. They could not remain safe for long because Tommy would always have enemies. He would always want to find bigger, stronger, and more vicious than he was. Tommy was seeking death, wasn't he? And the realization made Mary's soft eyes express a deep melancholy. She put the towel on the vanity and dropped her head as she was now holding back some fresh tears.  

One could believe Mary was feeling sorry for herself, but the truth was that Mary was feeling sorry for Tom. After all these years, Tom was still suffering from wounds too deep for Mary to heal. How could she when she did not know most of it? They shared the loss of Grace and the loss of John... And so many other traumatic memories that it would not be right to consider that Mary did not understand how Tom felt. To some extent, she could, but obviously, there were so many things she could not even begin to understand. She lowered her gaze to the vanity and her hands. Her fingers curled into fists, and she chewed at her bottom lip. She could not get through with Tom; that much was true, but she could always try.  

The young headmistress-in-training swallowed a lump and dropped her head further down, and she rested her chin against the back of her hands. Mary knew she was strong. She knew Tommy and his distance and his silence didn't mean that he did not care. She knew that He cared for her deeply, in a way ath screamed love without words. She was his family, the woman he loved and the woman he wanted to protect. There was no doubt in her mind about his feelings. However, there was still a deep seated fear in her heart. She was scared of losing Tom by his own hand.  He could become careless and rush towards danger. He could let himself die - No... No of course not!- She noticed he became more and more forgetful - He always passed it off as being busy- He was paler and his sleep was even worse than before. Something was going on and she had no clue.. 

For now...

-TBC-

GOT modern; Stepping out in public

It all happened in a blur. Baahal couldn't remember what happened before Jaime and she stepped out of their car and onto the red carpet. All she knew was that he comforted her and gave her the little push she needed to fully overcome her stress. Jaime had a way with words. He always seemed to know what to tell her at the right moment. With Jaime, it felt as if there was just the two of them in the world, and tonight was no exception. She did not mind the photographers, the flashes, the yelling. She did not mind the screams from fans who watched from afar as celebrities stepped onto the red carpet. She did not care, as long as Jaime was holding her hand. Their entwined fingers, his warm body next to hers, and his intense yet warm presence brought her considerable comfort while facing the press. 

It had become a hot topic of discussion all over the internet. They had been seen in public, exchanging pleasantries and polite smiles instead of the usual feud between their families. It happened so many times that rumours of the two of them dating started in chatrooms and Discord servers. Then they were seen talking to each other, smiling and laughing as if they were old friends, which fueled the rumours about them dating, which by this time had turned into full-blown ship wars. Suddenly, their fans either started to support them as a dream couple, thinking that they were a match made in heaven. Others, however, were cursing the very idea of Jaime and the heiress becoming a couple. Some were partial to the Lannisters or the Targaryens and had taken their family feud to heart. Others were more interested in seeing Jaime date another woman and for Baahal to have other suitors.  Ultimately, it was all the streets were talking about. 

The silver-head heiress managed to give elusive answers to the relentless questions about her love life, claiming that she was focused on herself and her role as the Targaryen's ambassador, but the truth could not be contained any longer. Obviously, a couple of days after Jaime agreed to go public with her, they both went to Naath for a short holiday.  Paparazzi caught them kissing and acting lovey-dovey during their holidays, and it simply broke the internet. While the silver-head did not care about what random people had to say about her relationship with Jaime. These people had no impact on her life whatsoever, and she was already used to being criticized. She even used her infamous nickname "Firecracker", which was used against her, and turned it into an endearing nickname used between Jaime and her. What she was afraid of was the reactions of both their families,  

As expected, Daenerys and Viserys were furious. Viserys was trying his best to become a better person, but he managed to say how he felt about this relationship in mean and angry terms. Daenerys disapproved but decided to remain silent. Instead of arguing with her sister, she decided to stop talking to Baahal completely, to the point of making the young heiress feel a sense of dread overwhelm her. It was to be expected after all. Dany upheld the family feud and refused to watch her sister stray from what their father had wanted. The silver-head knew that she had to go through with it and stay strong. She wanted to be with Jaime, and she was ready to face heartbreaks to do it. It was worth it. Her love for Jaime and the love he had for her were worth fighting for. So she braved everything to be with Jaime that night. Her smile was big. Her face was lit with a light they had not seen in a long time. She was happy. They were happy and in love. 

-TBC-

Windora: Mise au point

 After her bath, Lux dressed back up and sat on the bed in her hotel room. She had to gather her thoughts to know exactly what her next move would be. Despite what Dalmas Stejic said, she could not fully accept that Roustain was the Elder who was not dead. She did not reject the idea, but she needed more evidence of his survival than a couple of letters written by his trusted people and passed down to the Hermit vampire. One true thing, however, was the fact that there was an elder vampire on the loose and one who might destroy the vampire society as she knew it. Lux could not care less about the fate of those who rejected her - Or so she thought-as long as her father and brother were safe. 

She was determined to let them know the result of her investigation and to urge them to leave the vampire society while they still could.  She had to share the information with them as soon as possible, even if that meant she would have to investigate further and bring solid evidence of her theory for them to believe. Lux thought that she could not waste any more time.  She could tell Aurelius about Frederic Roustain having spies on her, about her meeting with Dalmas Stejic, and about the fact that the skull exposed at Frederic's mausoleum was of a more recent type of vampire, which at least indicated that it wasn't Roustain's skull. She would talk him through her reasoning in hopes that he would be receptive to what she was saying. 

" And what do I do with Jake? I need to see him again." -She surprised herself by claiming it out loud- " Dumbass, it's dangerous for him. I know he is a hunter, but still... I can't possibly want to bring him to my family..."

She blushed. What would be the reason she would take Jake to meet with her father and brother? She thought it was swift, compared to how things had gone with her late lover; she hadn't even waited as long this time with Jake. She desperately needed him to meet with her family and to have them approve of him. Somehow, it could have a lot to do with Lux feeling that if she did not do it, she was missing something. She would not have the opportunity to do it again. Maybe, deep down, it was the way her heart was telling her that she was falling for Jake, and she was certain he was the right one. How could she be so sure when they did not see the worst of each other?  The redhead bit her bottom lip and furrowed her brows. Yeah, how could she be so sure that Jake was-- wait, why would she even think he was the right one? Sure, they hooked up, they had great chemistry, but wasn't it all just sex? What could possibly attract her to him besides his impressive physique and his addictive blood?

Who was she kidding? Lux enjoyed spending time with him, whether or not they had sex. She loved to be in his arms; she loved it when they cuddled before falling asleep. She loved the way he lightly snored when he was sleeping and the way his chest heaved up and down when he was calm. She loved his sense of humour and genuinely laughed when they were together. She could be herself, without having to change who she was. He embraced it all, the claws and tail and fangs. He embraced her completely.  She also knew that there was a darkness inside him, a pain they never spoke of but was ever present in him. She recognized it because she was the same. He was laid back and cool, but sometimes his face was dark. Sometimes she saw the tears he could not cry anymore on the stigmata worn by his body.  She knew that he was hurting inside, and while she could not fully grasp what exactly was plaguing his soul, she could tell he was in pain. She recognized it because she was the same. 

She bit her thumb and furrowed her brows harder. The vampire wanted to see the human again, and she wanted to find some comfort. Deep down,  Lux wanted to have someone who could comfort her. Yes, she wanted to be comforted. She wanted to have some support because she was exhausted. She felt that she could trust her special human, and he would be there for her. Why did she trust him? She could not find an explanation, but she knew that she trusted him with her life. He embraced her true nature without flinching and seemed to seek her company. So yes, it felt natural for her to seek his company. It felt natural for her to want to see him and to take him to meet her family.  So she grabbed her phone and texted Jake. 

[Text: Puppy] "I want to see you again, puppy. I need to see you TBH. I need your cuddles and to talk. I am in Montana right now, so tell me where you are and we can meet halfway."

TB: Murderous rage

Sara tilted her head to the side, eyes wide open and turned purple as she stared at the screen. Her hand lay on her belly, and she squeezed her shirt as tightly as she could. What the hell was going on? On TV, she saw her estranged aunt Tabitha crying, surrounded by her children, Melanie, Charles, Kendra, and Ralph. They were holding family pictures and portraits of Sara as well as signs where they wrote "We love you, Sara." and "Forgive us, Sara." They were claiming Sara abandoned her family, that once she became a supe, she rejected those who cared for them, and went as far as to say that Sara refused to come back to their family despite their best efforts. The supe started to shake and gritted her teeth. These bastards, how could they slander her on TV? How could they try to force her hand in giving them money? All of them, she hated all of them, and without even realizing it, everything in her room, except for her, started to float. 

Her eyes became even brighter the more she dug her fingers into her flesh. The same desire from when she was 18 started to suffocate her. The same urge to kill those bastards when they were laughing and insulting her when she tried to reconcile with them. The same disgust that grew in her loins and threatened to spill out like poison was slowly starting to suffocate her. The journalist who was interviewing them was known for scandals. Chet Miller called himself a trash journalist because he always sniffed around unsavoury situations, and he knew that with all eyes on her, Sara was a prime target. The supe closed her eyes, and all the furniture suspended in the air fell and broke on the floor. Sara did not care. How could she care when her whole body was yearning for murder?  How could she when traitors were spewing nonsense and hatred on TV for all to see? Flashbacks filled her mind. Memories of her constant abuse came back to her, and Sara ended up screaming. Her powers destroyed the TV, and she fell to her knees. 

She ran her hand through her silky black locks and wiped the tears that soaked her face. Why was she crying again? Why was she crying for them? Sara could not stop herself from crying. All she could think of were the years spent at the orphanage. All she could think of was the nights spent crying herself to sleep and trying to protect herself the best she could. All she could think of was her cousins' faces filled with disgust and her aunt's filled with rage at her sight. They blamed her for her parents' deaths, but they also blamed her for being different. They called her Satan's child. They called her all types of names and laughed at her attempts to reunite with them once she aged out of the system.  When Sara rose to fame and became a megastar, they were giving interviews, calling her a slut, the whore of  Babylon, and someone who was collecting blood money. They accused her of drinking the blood of her fans, and AND NOW? And now that the aunt had cancer, they were playing the victims and were trying to force Sara's hand into helping them. 

Her angry groans gradually turned into laughter. How absurd this situation was. Her parents saw in her not the child but what they could get from her. Fame and money. They abused her and allowed others to do the same in hopes it would activate her powers or make her stronger. They were hoping Sara would make them rich and help them escape their ridiculous financial situation.  Her extended family was no different. They discarded her when they did not need her, left her to rot at the orphanage, and later on, the fend for herself, and now that they needed help, suddenly they remembered her existence. Same as Brett... same as all those assholes who thought that they could control her, use her.... and abuse her.  Brett.... a couple of days ago, he attacked her and all the people working for her label. A couple of days ago, he opened a wound she thought was closed off by now, and he reactivated her fight or flight response. He could have taken her that day, if it wasn't for Ryan trying to help her and for so many people who could identify him.  He could have... and if he succeeded, what would have been of her? Sara's face was soaked with her tears, and despite doing her best to wipe it all off with the back of her hand, it was useless. 

So the laughter turned into sobs, once again, as she wondered if her life was to be miserable like this until the day she died. Why would it be? Why would it be when she was dating the most powerful man in the world? Homelander always protected her, except for the days he was busy with the Boys. He always made sure she was alright and had some protection with her at all times, but Brett's attack proved to be too powerful for the supes he tasked with her protection. With Homelander and Ryan, she found people who wanted to protect her. She found people who cared about her, and for the first time in a long time, Sara realized she didn't want to put them in danger. She had to become stronger. She had to be able to protect Ryan as he was still just a child. She had to be stronger, and slowly but surely, Sara's cries turned into laughter once again and quickly became filled with rage as she focused her attention back onto her family. Obviously, she could not let them slander her in public without retaliating, and she would do so. She was keen on leaving them alone, on ignoring their very existence, but now that they tried to run her through her mud? Oh, Sara had no pity left. 

She would first destroy any credibility left, and if they tried to push their luck, she would kill them with her bare hands. Yes! She would kill them, using her powers to either make it quick or prolong their suffering. As determination was flooding her veins, Sara's eyes shone brightly, so much so that she was hovering above the floor. They would pay for everything, for her parents, for the orphanage, for Brett and Tara, and for their own actions towards her. They would pay, and she would bathe in their blood. Her eyes grew wide a wave of purple energy went through her room, effectively destroying it further.  A flick of her wrist and the door opened, allowing her to fly out of the room and towards Vaught Tower. Sara's mind was now pure anger, and the only way she could release some of the tension was through the use of her powers or sex, and right now, the use of her powers seemed the more appealing idea. She was craving violence. She needed violence. She needed justice...No... She needed revenge. 

-TBC-

Lux TV tropes

Most Recent History:

After meeting with Jake, Lux encounters Dalmas Stejic, a hermit scholar who dedicated his life to protecting the memory of his people.

TROPES ASSOCIATED WITH Lux Adora

• The Determinator: She isn’t the type to give up on wanting something. When she sets herself a goal, she will never give up. She displays this determined behavior concerning her family, and she will do everything to keep them safe, even if she puts her life in danger.

• The Dreaded: Lux is known to be very powerful. She is the descendant of the first vampire in the world, and this special blood makes her far more powerful than most vampires. Only the founding fathers and very old vampires can overpower her,

• Action Girl: Comes with being a vampire.

• Action Girlfriend: She is a powerful vampire who will stop at nothing to protect her hunter boyfriend.

• Affectionate Nickname: Lux Adora, Cara, Madam (when horny)

• Affirmative Action Girl: Well, she is an African vampire.

• All Girls Want Bad Boys: Inverted. Jake is not a bad boy, but he has a dark side to him that attracts Lux.

• All-Loving Hero: Averted BIG TIME! She could not care less about humans or other supernatural creatures. 

• Arranged Marriage: Averted. She refuses to marry anyone but Jake Winchester and rejects all the suitors she is introduced to.

• Author Appeal: With the cleavages and legs porn

• Anti-Hero:  Lux is not going out of her way to save humans; however, she would protect them when Jake decides to do it, mostly because she wants to protect Jake. 

• Battle couple: With Jake Winchester.

• Berserk Button: Don't EVER threaten/hurt children or her beloved Jake Winchester.

• Blue Blood: She is the descendant of the first vampire to ever exist and has been turned into one by Aurelius Adora, a member of the most powerful vampire family.

• Break the Cutie: Ultimately, her backstory is this. When she was human, she lost her child and her family at the hands of invaders. She lost her first love in a gruesome assassination by his rival and nearly committed suicide. She is hated by her fellow vampires, who request that she not fully transform in their presence.

• Brutal Honesty: Lux doesn't seem to shy away from spilling the truth, and she is rather blunt and frank. She can’t lie anyway.

• Boobs of Steel: She is known for her really large breasts.

• Broken Bird: see Break the cutie.

• Character Tics: Lux tends to hide behind her hair when she is blushing or embarrassed. 

• Color-Coded Eyes: Her crimson eyes and her black sclera, courtesy of her vampire nature.

• Dark and Troubled Past: See Broken Bird.

• Dark-Skinned Blonde: She is a black woman with vibrant red hair.

• Deadpan Snarker: Lux isn’t above snapping. She pulls no punches either.

• Dating Catwoman: In her case, it’s dating Jake Winchester.

• Deadpan Snarker: Almost every single time she wants to mock/call out someone.

• Despair Event Horizon: The night of her transformation into a vampire, she was running away from invaders after watching her family die at their hands and fighting for her life. She lost everything and even took lives to save hers. After a while. She did not want to remain human anymore and wanted to forget her past.

• Don't You Dare Pity Me!: Has moments of incredible defensiveness and self-loathing, and if you try to show her sympathy, she tends to lash out. 

• Family of Choice: She chose to become Aurelius Adora's daughter and is faithful to House Adora.

• Fatal Flaw: She has a tendency to put herself in danger for the sake of others. 

• Goal in Life: To be accepted by the vampire society and, later on, to live quietly with her family and her soul mate. 

• Good Is Not Soft: Her pride sometimes makes her prone to a quick temper tantrum that usually ends up with verbal jousts with her partners/friends/family.

• Guy Magnet: Hinted at. Given her godly looks, she does attract a fair share of men and women in both the human population and the others.

• I Am a Monster: She is a vampire and has no qualms about killing.

• Living Emotional Crutch: To Aurelius and Alceste. She is the glue to their family. 

• Love Hurts: She is capable of doing anything to protect those she loves. She even considered suicide to join her late lover. 

• Love Hurts: She is dating an enemy of her kind, and to add some more stress to it, he comes from an infamous family of hunters, the Winchesters. Loving him is definitely about to break her heart.

• Lust Object: Many men and women had lusted after her, and thus even when she was still human.  

• Memetic Sex Goddess: In-Universe — and out of Universe!! People just can't help falling for her.

• Ms. Fanservice: She wears very revealing outfits.

• Morality Pet: Jake (sic) serves as her Morality Pet. He truly helps her retain some sanity and break her self-destructive behavior when she starts to take that road. 

• Most Common Superpower: Lux Adora was never exactly under-endowed.

• Not Quite the Right Thing: She makes many of these types of decisions —She almost stepped into the sun because of her heartbreak over her late lover. She also fell in love with a Winchester. 

• Not so Above It All: Despite all she's been through, Asma is touch-deprived and seeks companionship.

• Official Couple: With Jake Winchester

• Older than They Look: Looks to be around her 30s, but is actually over 2000 years old. She owes it to her vampirism.

• Sassy Black Woman: More subtle than most, but she's extremely imperious and willful and has been known to make more than a few sharp remarks, at friends and foes alike.

• Secret Public Identity: Inverted. She is a vampire. That part of her identity is only known to other vampires, but humans are oblivious to it.

• Second Love: Jake Winchester.

• Sympathetic Murder Backstory: Her backstory has her family killed by invaders.

• Tragic Dream: Lux is so desperate to be accepted by the vampire society that she is willing to endure humiliation after humiliation just to fit in. She is

• Trauma Conga Line: Oh dear. Lux has endured so much pain, loss, and tragedy in her life. See Broken Bird.

• The Unfavorite: Lux is hated by the vampire community. They fear and resent her for her power. They hate her true form and demand she never appear fully transformed before them.

• Will Not Tell a Lie: She considers that there is no reason for her to lie, especially after being as old as she is. So she tells the truth and doesn't embarrass herself with lies. 

• World's Most Beautiful Woman: Her beauty is certainly uncanny, and she is recognized as an otherworldly beauty.