Shrike nodded, "You can go, I'm tired anyways, using that form exhausts me......." He said as he dozed off.

Upon clashing with Lucia one last time, he felt a powerful presence inside her, one similar to the unknown one within him, as she sent him flying through the door to the training hall, electricity surging throughout his body, paralyzing many of his nerves. Coughing up a bit of blood, he cased his weapon, only for Lucia to have run up with a look of hysteria on her face, "I'm so sorry Grey, I didn't realize that my swing would do that to you!!! Are you okay, Grey? Please answer!!!"

Grey simply smirked, and softly said, "I'm fine, these are love taps compared to what I endured in the Coliseum, you go back to beating on your brother, I'm gonna go rest." He began to walk out toward his room, as his friend turned around, and charged towards her sibling.

As he walked down the hall, his weapon cased, Grey heard the sound of someone yelling out for a man named Drake. He headed toward the noise, to find a semi innocent looking girl walking down the hall, and stopped. Genesis had a wide grin within Grey's mind at this time. "Excuse me miss, might I ask whom it is you're looking for?"

Mawthrough looked evenly at Chastity.
"You know, I bet I asked for that. Well played."
Without a single change of features, he walked over to the fridge their room contained. He reached in and pulled out two objects.
A banana, and a hot dog sausage.
"Choose one." His voice was stern, serious, no room for disagreement. "Now."

Grey crossed his arms, "Could you describe him, I may have seen him earlier." Genesis laughed out loud within Grey's mind, further disturbing him.

"I see."
Mawthrough smoothly and firmly moved the ice away from his crotch. Then he took her by the shoulders with one hand and threw her onto the bed, knocking the banana aside, his face so serious it was scary. He massaged the frozen area with one hand, which soon heated up, and brandished the hot-dog.
"Both of these are going in places you don't want them to go. You should not have done that..." Then he pounced on her, attempting insertion.

"Too bad."
Mawthrough had her pinned on her back.
"You applied something cold to where I was sensitive. So now..."
His hand made contact.
"I'm going to return the favor."

Then he pulled it back. He put on some pants then he walked out of the room without another word, leaving Chastity on the bed alone.

Genesis spoke up within Grey's mind, "I got that boy killed not too long ago, hehehehee........" Grey went cold upon hearing that, and began to walk away from the girl.

"You won't find him....." He said, before calmly continuing to walk away.

Grey didn't speak again, he simply walked down the hall, and traced his finger along the wall. As he did, a massive black portal opened up, and he walked in, taking him into Genesis' realm.

Mawthrough was outside the door, his eyes closed, trying to control the desires raging inside him.
As an incubus, he had never had any problems giving into his wishes before.
But ever since he had unlocked the human side of himself, he had found his pleasures coming in darker and darker tastes, and more and more depraved styles - and Chastity had been the willing assistant to many of them.
But he had been about to completely ignore her requests... her will... to practically... rape...

His lip curled in disgust at himself and he entered the room again, sitting on the bed, eyes staring at nothing, his face set in a fierce scowl, body shaking a little, barely contained fury shuddering through his frame...

Mawthrough breathed out, hard.
"I'm sorry. I just... I just got close to breaking the boundaries of our relationship. I'm sorry, I... it's like having a snake part of you and having to control it. We were just having fun and then it became something... wrong."
He looked up at her.
"I'm sorry, Chastity. I've ruined everything - if you want I'll go..."

"Thank you."
He seemed to gather himself.
"Whenever there are things you want to do that involve someone else, or do something to or with someone else, you have... inhibitions, that stop you immediately asking about it because you're being polite or afraid or what have you. As an incubus... in the bedroom...that kinda gets taken up to eleven."
He looked her in the eye.
"I was on the verge of, I'm just going to say it, raping you. Because it would bring me pleasure. I didn't give a damn what you would think or do, I didn't give a damn what anyone else would think. And that scares the **** out of me."
He looked down, ashamed.
"I was on the verge of using you for my own pleasures as opposed to sharing them with you. And that is so wrong in a relationship I would not blame you if you stormed out right now."
He looked back up.
"Are you going to?"

Every muscle in Mawthrough's body instantly tensed up like piano wire and his eyes burned with a dark forbidden intensity. He seemed to strain at an imaginary leash, his body bound by invisible manacles and chains - when in reality the only thing keeping him from losing his mind at the very suggestion of Chastity allowing him to do that was... well... the thought of Chastity allowing him to do that.
"I'll be honest. Yes. YES. Yes I do."
His voice was clipped, every syllable a struggle to get out rationally.
"But - if I go down that road - I don't know what I will do."
The bed almost shook, he was shaking so hard.
"I don't - know - what -to - DO!" There was a scrunch as the bedsprings nearly snapped. Then he seemed to settle a little.
"It's not fair on you and it's not right for me. It's depraved and evil and goes against everything I've ever thought was right. And for you, it's something I could never forgive myself for."
His eyes were desperate, a twisted battle going on in their depths.
"But... I want it... but... I CAN'T... want... it...so.. bad but... I... WON'T..."
He almost seemed to be about to explode from the pressure...

Looking at her, offering herself to him, giving herself over like that.
Something cracked.
Blood began to drip out of Mawthrough's nose, and some even came through his teeth.
His wings emerged - then crumbled to dust, and his body seemed to change. It became younger, more healthy, more pure. But at the same time, the iris of his eyes darkened to an ebony void. He promptly got up and looked at her.
His binary opposite.
The vulnerable light to his ravenous darkness.

He stood there looking at her for seven minutes and forty-four seconds with no visible change, not saying a word.
Then his eyes returned to his usual purple. His wings regrew, and his body seemed to visibly age again back to it's usual form.
Then he turned his head and threw up blood all over the carpet.
He looked back at her. Blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth so he spat it out.
He breathed.
"Chastity. It's not about hurting you. It's the fact that I cannot and will not bring myself to shatter that bond of peace I have with you. I will not do that if it earned me heaven, I will not do that whether it tears me apart or ensures my eternal life, I will not even do that to save you."
He spat again on the ground.
"If I break that bond, if I cross that line, I will be the most evil abomination to have crawled out of hell. Do you understand what I'm saying? I'm not going to cross that line because if I cross that line there will be no more ME. THIS is why Children of Lilith are feared and hated. Because accepting that part of you? Accepting and allowing the true nature of your human side to envelop you? It intensifies everything about you and makes it so hard to resist doing anything you please that eventually, the person you knew is gone. Instead, there is just a hunger that can never rest and a greed that can never die. And I'm not going to let myself turn into that. I'm not going to. Because if I do something like that to you... break your heart like that... then that's where I'll end up. Because I'll want to. Because oblivion in darkness is the only way I will escape that guilt."

The blood had stopped flowing.
He bowed his head.
"You were only trying to help me. I'm... I'm so sorry."

Mawthrough held her close.
"You are. And you always will be."
They just sat there, together, not saying a word for the longest time.
Eventually, they just fell asleep together.

Waking up a few hours later, Mawthrough nudged her.
"I think we should probably go fight your father now. No point putting it off any longer than we have to..."