Apostates of Lilith | Glowfic Constellation

Eliza wakes first.

She sits up abruptly, and doesn't even have time to notice her state of undress before her eyes light on the old couple and she launches herself at them, her teeth burying in the man's throat.

The man's wife's eyes widen as she shrieks behind the gag.

"Welcome to the species!" Zeke crows.

She giggles. "I feel so welcomed!" She looks down at the body and cocks her head. "...I don't feel guilty about that at all," she observes. "I guess he would have died soon anyways."

“And you’re gonna live forever!”

She throws her hands in the air. "Yeah!"

Justin stirs, then pounces on the old woman.

“Feels good, don’t it?”

He contemplates this, licking a stray smear of blood off the corpse. "It does. I'm not sure if it should, but it does."

"I guess being a doctor would be a bit redundant now."

"Redundant? Do we have healing powers?"

"We never get sick. Ever. I've regrown my boy parts like three times."

"Oh. That's good." He contemplates this. "But that only covers us. I mean, it's a little redundant, since figuring out what was wrong with Eliza and fixing it was the most important part of becoming a doctor, but being a doctor would have helped a lot of other people too, and I don't care as much about that as I did before I went to sleep but I don't think not caring and being redundant are the same thing?"

"But I am better now," she beams, and hugs him. Then she lets go and hugs Zeke. "Thank you!"

"You're welcome! Still don't think you were really sick."

"But if I wasn't sick to start out with, why would I have started taking the medicine in the first place?"

"What?" Justin asks, deeply puzzled.

Zeke shrugs. "I couldn't smell anything really wrong with you. Just yucky medicines."

"Could you normally smell if something was wrong? Like, smelling germs would make sense, or cancer, but if the problem was, was that my heart was shaped funny or something, how would you smell that?"

"Your heart didn't sound wrong."

"Oh." She mulls this over.