So this is just a little short story I will be completing XD This is kind of my take on the Demonverse of the story, how the "Power" runs their business and everything. Maia is older, so she's gotten more mature, and far more sexier. I kind of gave her succubus-like qualities, but hey, if the shoe fits... XD
Also note - Lucifer is a key ingredient in the RP me and my best friend have, but seeing as he is specifically her character, I decided not to write him. She has this perfect way of doing him that I just don't know how LOL
Anyway, hope you enjoy it!
She was always too beautiful for a Powers of Darkness. Then again, a PODs strength was morphing into something desirable, it helped infiltrate the mind of any unwilling human or angel. What they hungered for, a demon could easily be.
But this specific demon girl... There was just something about her that made her stand out. When she was a teenager, she was bubbly and fun. Pretty too, but not exactly sexy. She was like the cosmic double of Melanie Beeby as a young teenager, and as the two grew older and matured, it seems both bloomed into a stunning woman.
However, the cosmic double known as Maia, she had it better. Her looks, sultry voice, and overly sexual temperament could be used to lure any victim into her clutches.
A girls greatest asset was being a temptress, wasn't it?
These thoughts seem to occupy her mind as she stared in the mirror. Beautiful brunette locks cascaded down her shoulders and underneath her breasts, piercing green eyes, and a somewhat dainty looking facial shape. It was like she wasn't a demon at all.
The only thing that gave a clue as to what she actually was, was the clothes on her bodice. At that moment she was dressed in a tight, black shirt with skulls all over, and that showed as much cleavage as possible. Her leather skirt was very short indeed, and her fishnet stockings had a lot of rips in them to expose her nice legs. To compliment this, she had very tall pumps and a leather jacket.
If you didn't know she was the cosmic double of her yin-to-the-yang angel twin, you would automatically think "succubus" when you saw her. Hmm, maybe in a way, that's what she was.
This made Maia giggle. "Ooh, you bad girl," she said to her reflection in the vanity table mirror, smirking sexily. Picking up her lipstick, she puckered her lips and applied it gently, giving one final smack after she had finished. Sticking her electric guitar earrings inside the holes, she studied her final appearance and nodded briefly, satisfied with how she looked.
It certainly was different from what she had to wear during the mission with Mel - she had to look very angelic, yet stylish. Puke, puke. If Maia ever had to wear another poppy dress and pretty, sparkly clothes, she'd die.
Maia actually shuddered at the memories of that time in Egypt with her. Stealing that ankh may have not been such a good idea - the poxy Light gods certainly one-upped her on that.
"I think we got the final laugh in the end," she grinned to her reflection, as if she and her mirror image were having a conversation. "As if those gods could've saved Cleopatra. Poor Egyptian Queen death by snake. Too bad it wasn't by overindulging in those Light vibes." Laughing cruelly, she grabbed her clutch, and clicked her fingers in the air.
The candles in her chic (yet très demonic) bedroom dimmed, and the door slammed behind her on the way out.
Hell school wasn't as different as the Angel Academy, as most "divine beings" thought. They both had classes, dorms, common rooms, the usual lot for a boarding school. Lessons were just very different. While the Angel Academy taught angels to do good and help all, the so-nicknamed by the students "Hellhole Academy" went about teaching demon students the exact opposite.
While angels were born, or died, with a human figure, demons were quite different. Unless you lived on Earth, or became a fallen angel, you had no form. You took on whichever you pleased. In all truth, Maia didn't really have a form either. She was just... energy. But being a seductive young woman made life a helluva lot more easier.
"Carita, you have got to tell me where you got those damn SHOES!" a voice called out from behind her.
Maia turned, smiling as her best friend and main partner in crime Leela came into view. Likewise, Leela had chosen quite a revealing outfit, although hers came in far more outrageous designs and a lot more skull appliqué's. "From the new store called Forbidden," Maia replied, linking her arm through Leela's. "They had these really sexy thigh boots but I didn't get them. These pumps just screamed that they could go with this outfit."
"You are so right, they totally work with it! Anyway, my whole reason for tracking you down is that the Power has a mission for you. It's not exactly urgent, but I say you should get down there around noonish?"
"Will do," Maia grinned. The Power was the big boss of Hell, they gave the demons work on Earth and in the cosmic universe to achieve the ultimate goal of taking the reign away from the Agency. Very simple operation consisting of high powered demons barking orders at their workers on what to do and how to do it. Much less strict than Heaven's version, in Maia's opinion.
She wondered what they were going to ask her to do. Was it going to be something simple like, go to earth and pervert a girl to become a drug using whore? Or something bigger, as epic as the Egypt mission?
Leela sighed, turning her head to stare directly at Maia's face. Her expression was unreadable, it was like Leela was reading Maia's mind about certain issues. "You have doubts about your latest mission, don't you?"
Maia jolted out of her thoughts, shrugging off Leela's random comment. She laughed, trying not to let a nervous twinge find it's way into her voice. Only a soul mate could know the other's deepest thoughts. "No, of course not! I know the Power always gives good missions. I guess, if the truth be told, what I've done in the last few years just hasn't measured up to what happened when I was, you know, young."
"Young? Carita, you are only four years older."
"That is still a large amount!"
"We are so talking shit right now," Leela laughed loudly. "Seriously, just go to the Power before you do my head in. I have to turn in my paper on possession and resisting exorcism."
Maia giggled, moving her hair out of her eyes. "You're completely right. Whoo, moment of stress there. I should just forget about it. For all I know, this mission could be related to Mel." A wicked grin came over her face. "Can I admit how much sick pleasure I got from perverting that weeny angel girl?"
"You're talking to me here, girl. Lola isn't all that much different, although that's another story entirely."
"We are so badass," Maia laughed, high-fiving her best demon friend. "Anyway, enough gush, I should get over to the office before they decide to turn me into a bat."
And with that final comment, the two girls bid each other goodbye.
The overwhelming, and yet tantalisingly powerful, scent of sulphur filled Maia's nose as she walked down the streets of Hell. Unlike Heaven, which is filled with bright colours and futuristic skyscrapers that light up in different ways, Hell was just simply houses and buildings that were crumbling away, and the sky wasn't blue - it was completely red.
Imagine the surface of the sun. It's full of gas that's constantly exploding, moving around, and making loud noises. Well, that was the expanse that covered the city of Hell. In fact, the whole dimension was shrouded in a mass of a gaseous cloud, of red and black hue. It was like this side of the Universe was cloaked in tar, yet on fire, the Hell flames nearly licking the galaxies that surrounded it.
And yet in the midst of this was the Hell city that all the demons resided in.
The thought was actually quite relaxing to Maia, it did give her some type of reassurance that the job of a "cosmic pinball", as she called it, all began in the middle of their world.
She quickened her pace as the tall building came into view. The Power.
As she got closer, this overwhelming sense of sickness overcame her, and yet to a demon, they fed off of that. I was their drug, their existence. Causing human suffering was their job.
Walking through the doors, she gave a devilish grin to the men at the door. She couldn't help but feel their eyes were on her oh-so-delicious ass as she sauntered past. Oh well. Male attention was something she was used to.
It took awhile to get to the briefing room she was ordered to go to, but eventually she reached it. Turning the handle on the door, she used her other hand to make sure her hair was still bouncy. Here it goes.
"Hello everybody, whatever it is, I am at your beck and call," she announced in a loud voice, giving the all-powerful demons inside the room a confident smile.
"Maia. Please take a seat," the crisp voice said. He had his back turned to her, but the vibes that seeped from him definitely indicated he had extremely high power in the Hell universe. "I know you usually like to deal with Lucifer, but unfortunately he had more pressing issues to attend to."
Maia shrugged it off. Of course she was disappointed, every female demon in the cosmos was infatuated with the King of Darkness. But he had missions, as did everyone else. "He's tied up, I can survive without one meeting with Lu," she replied coolly, a psychopathic-like emotionless look on her face. "Anyway, that's beside the point. So you requested me for a mission?"
"Indeed." The man finally turned around to look at her. For a demon who was probably millions, possibly billions of years old, he was incredibly attractive, with dark looks and a nice physique. "Let's test your memory. How long has it been since you and Melanie Beeby last met?"
"Four extremely blessed years," she replied with a scowl on her face at the memory.
"Exactly. And do you remember which other angel was also involved in the event?"
"Yes, her 'soul mate' Lola. I don't see what part I play in this, though. She's Leela's responsibility."
"Neither Lola or Melanie is who we will be focusing our attentions on." He looked her directly in the eye, his gaze, nor his blood red and completely emotionless eyes, not even making her flinch. "Someone connected to the two."
It took Maia a few moments to realise where he was leading. "You're kidding me, right? Brice?"
The silent nod that followed her exclamation made her actually laugh out loud.
"Sorry to burst your très sinister bubble, sir, but he's officially reinstated as an angel. I don't think falling one more time is in his life plan anymore." She crossed her legs and raised her hand to play with her hair. At that moment she had the expression of a young teenage brat once again.
"Maia!" the man said sharply. She jolted at his tone, it had taken her completely by surprise. "Are you forgetting the one talent you possess that could make even an archangel fall?"
A wicked smile traced its way over her pouty lips. "Seduction."
The man smiled once he realised she was, once again, on the same wavelength. "Correct. The word is circulating around that he will be doing a mission in the 21st century. I'm not exactly sure where, but we will find the coordinates pretty soon after he's been dispatched." He walked over and leaned in so close that Maia could feel his breath on her face. "If you overpower him, if you find his weak spot, he might fall once again to be with you. I would say lace him with your vibes, but being a previous agent, he probably knows how to block vibe penetration."
"You're forgetting one extremely big issue, sir." Maia's brain was working over time as she sussed out all the possibilities of what could go wrong. "He's got a girlfriend, who happens to be the best friend of my biggest mission to date."
"Relationships don't stand in the way when you're on a roll. Maia, remember how many human men you tempted to the Dark side?"
The list was too long to count. She certainly did have an advantage over normal Dark agents. She was one of their top females that they relied on.
It took a few minutes of contemplating in her mind, before she agreed to it. He told her a few more necessary instructions, she clued him in on certain issues she might run into, he gave her options on how to overcome them.
All in all, it was what the Powers of Darkness would consider the best possible outcome.
And that was how it all began.