Saved by a Succubus

Let me introduce myself I am a watcher to put it bluntly a Spiritual Entity. I don't explain myself to humans since they began so listen to my assessment of your species. I am a Succubus which is to say I feed off life force usually in a s****l way but this is about you humans. All the crazy things you do and why your so entertaining. We intervene only as a thought that pops into your head but I digress. I want to talk to you which I haven't done as a rule since all of known time began. What the hell...people what are you trying to destory yourselves and as many things as you can take down with you? I have tried to get through to you to clean up your act but I'm going to have take matters into my own hands. First I need to find a human to comunicate with but who to choose. We watchers devert disaster when we can. If there is a low death count in a tragedy it is because a watcher made a human a hero. It is my turn to find a human to interact with lets mark the birth of the girl child with the Eruption. Of a Volcano...which was the last tragedy I worked on by the way. She will have to save the earth from a manufactured apocalypse Virus. Morri was bored with existence, everyday left her feeling empty. Loosing the love of life is hard on a succubus considering they survive of off it. When in contact with one, a human or any living thing shares life force with the succubus. They are able to weaken, even force sleep on a living being, but they cannot kill. Life must have excitement of some kind in it allow a Succubus to absorb the energy. Morri no longer wanted to watch the exciting world on which she could feed. She wished to be alone or maybe connected to something she was searching for. You can understand Morri was fading in strength and energy because of her lack of interest in life. Until life was created infront of Morri, she never new absorbing life force could bring her meaning and purpose. A cry rings out in the night it is a woman heavy with child. Walking down Portland Oregon streets trying to get home or to a phone. "I think I am in labor," she says to the air. Knowing no one will hear her for it is very late and all seems deserted. Morri heard, being at the right place at the right time. The women fell on the grass next to the tree. Morri approached as not to scare the woman...as she looked up. "Are you an angel?" the women said. Watcher with the white hair past her rear, crystal blue eyes, blue/purple bat like wings and forever young appearance it might be expected. Yet a Succubus lacks the purity to be an angel. "I am here to help you...is all you need to know right now." Replys Morri assessing the rappidly weakening woman. As a watcher through out time she had see so many births...so full of life force. "Your baby is coming and you don't look strong enough to make it to the hospital." Positioning the woman to give birth as best she could, Morri checks on the progress of the baby. "You are fully dilated and it is time to push." Spoken loudly to a woman who was getting weaker, yet seems determined to create life. "Im having a girl, my first child" grunted out by the pushing mother. "I see the head," spoken soothingly. "You must keep pushing or we will loose her" Sadly Morri comes to the conclusion that both the mother and the child are dying. "I can only save one of you," comments Morri. "I will do anything for her, my little Krys...(it might have been for Krystal but )" Her words fade as does the final push. There is no sound from the baby. Morri feels the life force from the tree and grass around her. Willing the baby to live she transfers the life force from the tree, grass, and herself to the baby. A breath and a loud scream erupts from the tiny human. Morri is relieved but also aware of the loss of life in the mother. Desparate to get the little Krys to safety Morri leaves with the baby to the nearest church. Waiting for someone to come and find the child the Succubus fades into her non visible watcher form. Watchers is a title give to succubus/incubus and others in ancient times. Morri however didn't just watch this child she found connection to the child because of the giving of her life force. "I guess your stuck with me Krys" said so only the baby heard. Nuns from the church were now caring for the baby she would be safe for now. Birth and growing is not something a succubus does being that it was created as an adult that doesn't age. Watchers were made to protect humanity from the disasters of the world and from each other in long ago times. Today however they are know only as myths and stories which allows them to follow their own will and ignore humanity. Morri however found her purpose in Watching Krys in ever aspect of her life. Always wearing a blue dress Morri appeared to the infant as a beautiful blue angel. As the child aged Morri could communicate with Krys through thoughts. So the child would not be considered wierd Morri stopped being seen. As a Watcher she was content to look, listen, and guide. Dreams were the only place Krys could see her now friend Morri. Her family laughed about her little blue angel stories. Once in the winter in Chicago where Krys lived her parents left on a business trip. Krys was upset and ran away from home she was just about 6 but very grown up. Morri took good care of Krys for the two weeks she wandered around getting lost in the big city. Morri remembered that children had to eat, drink, use a bathroom, and sleep. This made Morri decide children belong with parents and tried to keep Krys from running away ever again. The parents didn't even return from their trip. Instead they were greeted to their daughter safe when their trip was over. Morri was really glad after that that she couldn't make children. At 7 years of age the now adopted Krys is in California and falls in a pool. She hit her head and drowned or so it was believed at the hospital. Morri shared her life force until 51 mins after time of death Krys regained consciousness and ask to be let out of the morgue. Enough back story the exciting parts happen after Krys notices boys. There is no stronger life force than love, succubi and incubi are drawn to it. Some of them take it down a path of lust and debauchery but not in this story. Krys at 13 has crush on a boy and gets to dance with him. It was her first skin to skin connection she had to a boy. When the feeling filled her with incredible energy it was Morri began to benefit from the little infant she saved. Krys worked hard to find love knowing it gave Morri energy. Love filled the emptiness that she had before the woman died giving birth to Krys.