
Storyline: Molten lava flowed like a river underneath Anara's feet. She was flying on her way to her Master's Castle, Hell itself. After Lucifer had Fallen, and taken the throne of the underworld, Anastasia, as she had been called then, had been one of the first to fall pray to him. She had been transformed into a Succubus when she succumbed to the pleasure he had made her feel. Lucifer had seduced her with a flare of lust and she quickly started to transform under his powerful touch. The transformation from Angel to Succubus was normally not something so fast. It normally would be a slow process taking many days, or weeks depending on who performed the rituals, and on the resistance of the captive Angel. However, when her Master did it, it was visible almost instantly. In his powerful grip and his forceful ways she had started to transform within minutes and knew she desired him, as well as what he offered, more then anything else. Her skin had started to darken, along with her wings, almost the moment he had taken her. Quickly following, her horns and tail had started to grow and her angelic wings fell off her back as large bat wings replaced them. He had renamed her Anara after her transformation was complete as a symbol of her new allegiance. Her master had now summoned her to perform the ritual on a captured Angel, a great honor. Becoming a "Mother" meant a rise in status and a increase in ones own power, it had been offered to her as a reward for countless centuries of servitude and loyalty. She had been chosen to become a Succubus Queen with her own daughters to command. The change to a Queen would happened the same time the first daughter would be born, bigger horns, some scales and large wings where the signs of a Queen, she would be the third to ever be given the honor and she was eagerly looking forward to it.
When she reached Hell she descended and entered on foot, flying was not taken favorably inside the castle wall's. When she reached the throne room she walked up to the allowed point and kneeled. "I've come answering your summons my Master." Her head bowed. Lucifer had just laughed before giving his orders. One of the other Queen's had fallen, leaving a vacancy, that was the main reason she had been chosen. It seemed to Anara a lot of effort had been taken to capture a Angel for the process. She responded that she would serve him until Darkness covered all and then rose to proceed towards the dungeon where the Angel was kept. In her cell, Angelica was struggling, trying to get free. She was restrained to a cross with barbwire holding her. Moving caused her to bleed. She was scared, tales of what happened to captured angels weren't uncommon but she never believed that she would be captured while guiding the soul of a child to heaven. But her fear soon became real as her cell door opened and a Succubus flew in, circling around her before laying a hand on her body. Angelica shivered as the Succubus whispered into her ear, "So you will be my first daughter." The Succubus laughed in a light and seductive tone. Angelica shivered as she started to feel her temperature rising and growing nervous in the presence of the Succubus Anara's intention was to corrupt her, and she did not know how long she would be able to resist.