"Demonic Prince (Poem)" by Victoria G. ´Vix´ Olmstead

She approaches all
Looking for your fear
Anyone who hears her call
She whispers ‘Death’ in their ear
Dressed and bound in black and chains
All who’ve been found to hear her
Beaten until nothing remains
Yet her presence causes no stir
Shadowed by the enclosing night
Talons sharp, ready and willing
There will be no long fight
She’s preplanned her killing

Hearing whispers on the night air
How he wished he couldn’t hear
Still he wished she wasn’t there
Growing in him was his immense fear
Fearing what was prophesized
He knew their stories end
Knowing she mesmerized
All she didn’t consider a friend
Preparing for his unplanned death
She whispers ‘you’ll be like me’ in his ear
Slowly he draws his last breath
And suddenly realizes his true fear
She wouldn’t kill him, she’d planned to turn
For him there was no more human existence
She’d give him life he didn’t earn
He was to become her demon prince
He no longer cared about his life
The prophesy had come true
All he could think of was the strife
The world would have to go through
He knew he was to become as strong as her
They’d become the demonic king and queen
Their union would quite cause a stir
He’d start a war like never seen
Her demonic roots grew within him
Shot through his blood and tears
She hadn’t turned him on a whim
She knew the prophesy and his fears
For someone so caring about the world
He came willingly to her intensity
Through his blood the demon swirled
Lost the last of his humanity
Now the world would truly know
Once they became king and queen
All the things they had to show
The blossoming war that had been unseen