Luka

Kek. The name sent shivers down my spine. I've always known there was some truth to the stories told to children to make them behave. The darkness that surrounds me wasn't born from the stars. There is no light surrounding it. It's as if all the lights have disappeared. It's a never-ending black hole. Chaos doesn't originate from the light. There is nothing divine about wanting complete disorder and confusion, about wanting everything around you in complete dismay. I don't believe that the Gods and Goddesses of Choas, Destruction, Envy, Misery, and despair originate from the light. It's my belief that some of the Gods just blend into society together, and I also believe that the blood from the Gods of light has tainted the original darkness, dulling the negativity. It's why the darkness hasn't overtaken me. I have light inside of me from my human side. But for Gods like Kek, there is no light; there is nothing.

"Will someone tell me about Kek, Please?" Katrina asks exasperatedly.

I feel as if all the eyes in the room wander toward me. So now the boys want to be perfect students and listen to the professor. I chuckle, and it causes Katrina's eyes to widen. I probably look like a fucking psycho laughing out of nowhere, but it is what it is.

"Kek..." I pause, thinking of how to explain it before deciding the most basic approach would be best. There is no need to overburden them with my thoughts and theories; we can discuss those later when we aren't fighting to keep our girl safe.

"Kek is assumed to be a myth, but as you are aware, most myths are true." Katrina nods, agreeing with my statement, "The only way to describe Kek is darkness personified. His name translates as darkness. Some say before darkness even existed, Kek was born; others say that Kek is the darkness, the birther of Choas."

"Are you trying to say that Choas originated from Darkness?" Samael asks, brows furrowed as he tries to gauge where my head is at.


"We all know chaos didn't originate from the light." I smile wickedly, letting that darkness I keep at bay shine through a little.

I can see Katrina's darkness flare in her eyes, eager to meet mine. That night we helped tame her darkness, her succubus spirit; I wanted nothing more than to let the darkness inside of me loose, knowing that the sex would be amazing. I held back that night, taking what I needed from Samael. Katrina containing the succubus inside of her was for her protection, and I won't ever put my sinful desires before her. But one of these, she and I will be taking a trip to Tartarus, and there'll be no stopping the vile chaotic things we will do to each other. I can feel the Chaos inside me rumbling with excitement, wanting to push through and wreak havoc immediately, but I shove it back down. Now isn't the time, but soon, soon, there'll be no containing it.

Katrina inhales sharply and holds her breath for a few seconds before exhaling slowly. She does this two more times, and I watch, a little disappointedly, as her darkness settles down and she regains control of her body. "What does Kek want with my parents?" Katrina asks a little breathlessly.

"I don't know," I reply, hating that answer. As a professor, hell even as a student, I always felt the urge to know the answer to everything. Some people might call me a know it, but I think for me, it was more a coping mechanism than a need to be or feel smarter than everyone else. It was a way for me to deal with the Chaos; if I had answers, then there couldn't be Chaos. It was a belief I maintained for a very long time; Hell, it's a belief I still have. Chaos has erupted in my life once again, but instead of running, I'm diving into it head first, letting myself float in its fold because in the middle of all that Chaos is my family; Katrina- my soul, Samael-my heart, Miles- my armor, Aphelion-my spirit, and even Beckett-my tamer, the person who keeps me grounded through all of this. I don't know when I came to think of all of us as a unit, but I will do everything in my power to keep them safe, even if it means embracing every part of who I am.


"I don't think it has anything to do with your parents," Beckett remarks, drawing all the attention back to him.

"Why's that?" Katrina asks, adjusting herself so she's more in Beckett's lap than Aphelion's, eager...no more like hopeful she'll finally get an answer.

"After learning about the demons, I went and saw an oracle." Beckett begins, stopping mid-explanation, when Miles bellows, "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU GO SEE AN ORACLE?"

"Because it was necessary," Beckett responds calmly.

"There is never a necessity when it comes to visiting an oracle. Oracles will drive any man insane. Any meeting with an oracle will only bring you demise; they're death reincarnate." Miles hisses passionately.

I get his point of view. Pythia, the oracle of Delphi, had this sway over people when she was alive. She could bring down kingdoms with her words alone. She was the almighty, the all-knowing, And she used it to her advantage. Mass destruction followed her like the plague.

"Miles, you know I know that better than anyone," Beckett's voice is strained as he tries to stay calm and patient, "My fucking father's world was destroyed by Pythia when she revealed that Parenthenope would die. My father did everything he could to prevent her death, but it still occurred. I didn't go to Delphi to have her predict the future. I went to ask her what she knows about the monsters in the water."

"And what did she say?" Katrina asks, interrupting their argument, effectively silencing a disgruntled Miles.

"Without light, there cannot be darkness, and without darkness, there cannot be light. Steal the light from the darkness, and life will be bestowed. Steal the darkness from the light, and death will become but a shadow. Embrace the darkness. Include the light. Only then will the world be righted."