Blessed by Night

- One Month Later.

In a dark but lavish bedroom, a mother and son pairing could be seen sharing a rather heartwarming moment.

Sitting on the bed was a woman whose beauty was beyond compare, with a physique that was literally divine.

With skin containing all of the darkness and stars in the sky, some would say that she was equally as frightening as she was captivating.

She wore a sleek black dress with a cut on the side that traveled all the way up to her upper thigh like a stairway to heaven.

She absentmindedly tapped her heeled foot on the ground as she hummed a soft tune in a long dead dialect, as if this moment were the most blissful she'd had in eons.

All of her focus lied on the young man sitting on the floor between her legs.

His skin that was once much darker and healthier now had a slightly ashen hue after spending so long in this realm that was devoid of sunlight.

It softened his facial features, and gave him more of a cold and unapproachable air that was slightly mystifying.

The young man looked every bit like the child of a powerful greek god, wearing a sleeveless black shirt that barely covered his chiseled abdomen.

Golden bands adorned his biceps, wrists, and even his belt loop; as this was the one bit of color that his mother and women insisted looked the best on him.

Even now, she joyously threaded in small threads of gold into the ends of his hair after several days of relentless begging.

And again, judging by how happy she seemed, this too filled her with a great joy.

After all, greeks weren't exactly known for their subtlety.

*In chthonian* "You still haven't said anything."

The woman smiled as she felt her heart swell with pride.

When her son asked her to teach him the language, she was hardly expecting him to take to it so well.

Now, it was the only way that he spoke to her whenever they were alone.

"Said anything about what, my dear boy?"

"About if you think I'm doing the right thing. Staying down here... hiding like this."

"You aren't hiding. Hiding implies that you have the spine of a coward, and you are the furthest thing from."

"Ma...."

The woman bit her lip as if she were wrestling with her own tongue and she temporarily stopped the process of adorning his hair.

"I... was trying to avoid saying anything because I do not want my own personal beliefs to influence your decisions, but..."

Nyx suddenly bent over and hugged Malachi from behind; letting her head rest on his shoulders.

"I think... that right now there exists no other place that I would rather have you. Those humans... they are disgusting ungrateful aberrations who would dare to turn their weapons against you who has only ever thought to protect them from the moment you got your powers.

To hell with them. Let them survive the coming threat on their own if they think themselves able. The night is eternal, my son. We are eternal. In this realm alone, you and your wives can stay and live safe lives, allowing the earth to survive or perish on it's own.

You were always the best of them, but they couldn't see that. So since they couldn't appreciate you, I would selfishly ask all of you to stay here, in my love... forever."

"Ha. I knew you had something to say about it."

"I did, but now that you asked me of your own volition I can voice my true feelings guilt free."

Malachi opened his eyes and their crystallized violet color set the area in front of him aglow.

He placed a hand on his mother's arm like he was holding her tightly and rested his head against hers.

"I understand how you feel that way but... they are human, you know? Fear of things they don't understand sort of ties in with their existence."

"Even so... I do not want you to be the one who bears the brunt of their scrutiny. You are a god's child, and that means you are above they."

"Funny... My entire life I've never felt like I was above anyone. Not even when I fly."

"Is that your attempt at humor?" Nyx asked.

"Little bit. Is it not working?"

"Keep trying sweetie."

Malachi grumbled something about losing his touch before he stood up from the floor and stretched his body.

"I gotta go. It's time for Luna's lesson to end and mine to begin."

Nyx wiped away the drool that came from viewing her son's body and shook her mind free of dirty thoughts.

'Honestly, if he'd just give into my seduction by now I wouldn't have to call Nemesis or Apate into my realm so often to comfort me.'

Malachi started to exit the room and paused just as he placed his hand on the doorknob.

"You know how much I love you, Ma. And I appreciate everything that you have ever done for me, but... I won't stay here forever you know."

Nyx smiled bitterly as she sat down onto a couch in her room.

Honestly, she knew her child was too kind to turn his back on a whole world, no matter what it had done to him.

His compassion was one of the things she loved most about him, but sometimes she wished that he was a bit more vengeful on his own behalf.

Her son had a tendency to only become enraged when others around him were aggrieved, instead of when something was done to him.

"If that is your decision I won't fight you on it... but know that you will have my support no matter what you do."

Malachi smiled imperceptibly as he waived at his mother without looking back and passed through the door.

-

The Goddess Nyx actually dwells within the deepest and darkest region of the greek underworld, not far from Malachi and Aubrey's older brother; Tartarus.

Typically, the realm is completely barren with only a dark nothingness surrounding it, as the goddess Nyx floats around endlessly with no real interest in comforts or amenities.

But since she would be entertaining guests for the first time in a very very long time, she had changed things up a bit.

Instead of being embroiled in complete darkness, Nyx made her domain a bit more friendly and welcoming for her son and his companions.

Instead of being a land where no light could reach, the goddess decorated her lands with bright stars and nebulas the likes of which were undeniably hypnotic.

Floating in the center of this space was a lone mansion that made the La Fin in Beverly Hills look like a knock off ordered from a replica website.

Their home was lavish, large, and of course, decorated with mostly black.

Malachi and the girls wanted to say that it was a bit too much for them, but... Honestly, Nyx was so proud about the whole project that they couldn't even begin to ask her to downsize.

Right now, Malachi was heading towards the basement where something like a large bunker had been constructed for the group.

This was where his and Luna's lessons took place, as well as some of Mal's.

Turning a corner, Malachi pushed in the double doors to the bunker and stepped inside of the large room.

There, he found his loving girlfriend Luna practicing with the use of two leathery wings that came from her delicate back.

Currently, she wore a black button down shirt with a long skirt that was cut at the thigh similar to Nyx's and a pair of flat shoes.

Like Malachi, her skin had become paler ever since coming to the realm of permanent darkness, and she had become even more beautiful too.

When they were supposed to be sleeping, Malachi could hardly keep his hands off of her.

Standing below Luna was the vampire who'd turned her, Nadine.

Currently, she was coaching her fledgling vampire on the ins and outs of using her wings to fly instead of her telekinetic abilities.

"That's it, you've got it! You're finally not falling anymore!"

"D-Don't jinx me or you'll break my concentration!"

"So maybe we do need more practice after all..."

When the girls heard Malachi come in, they paused their lesson and stared at him like he was a slab of meat.

Luna seemed to shake off her jitters fairly quickly, and flew directly into Malachi's arms like she'd been doing it for years.

"You... look... delectable~"

"Literally or sexually?" He asked.

"Yes."

Luna kissed Mal possessively and they temporarily forgot where they were; with her new insatiable libido taking over.

"Ahem!"

*Continued kissing.*

"I said AHEM!"

"..."

"Oh you motherfuckers want to play deaf, huh?" Nadine rolled up her sleeves and strode right up to the loving couple with a dastardly plan in mind.

Drawing her hand back, she smacked Luna on the behind so hard that the sound reverberated off the walls.

Luna let out a noise that was a cross between a yelp and moan as she pulled her lips away from Mal's and looked at Nadine angrily.

"What was that for?!"

"You were both being rude. Especially you."

Nadine glared at Malachi pointedly and he felt himself get a bit hot under the collar.

Truthfully, he had been avoiding her ever since they'd been here, but that was only because he didn't really have any idea what to say to her.

At the end of the day he knew what she wanted to hear from him, but he didn't know if he could just say things to her that he didn't know to be true.

But at the very least... maybe it was time he stopped running from her and talk things out.

"Nadine... Let's talk a bit later, yea? Just you and I."

It took a minute for his words to fully sink in, and then she looked as joyful as a child on Christmas morning.

But eventually, she remembered that he'd been ignoring her for the better end of a month and she resumed her natural poker face.

"Hmph! I guess I can make the time..."

Malachi chuckled as the door opened behind him again, and his instructor strode in.

Bianca smiled like a mad scientist as she held up a book that was almost as thick ass the ass in her jeans.

"Alright, who's ready to study some thermodynamics!?"