Chapter thirteen

Johnny drank his whiskey in one gulp, the dark pub he was in reeked of human decay and blood. His real name was Rostriath and he was a demon. In the evil social scale he was low but maybe if he played his part right for Astaroth things might change, he could get powers right from the source instead of having to feed from pathetic humans in order to survive. His human guise was of an old man with a sad look in his eyes and rumpled clothing. The disguise of the man he was supposed to meet was much more ironic, the most powerful demon that walked the earth actually took the form of a priest; he even managed to look like a kind caring person. His victims came to him for advice and comfort and by the time he attacked they had no idea of what had hit them.

The body of father Cascioli sat besides Johnny and laid a comforting hand on his back, to the dammed souls in that pub that still needed a drink at Friday morning he looked like a priest trying to help an alcoholic to quit drinking.

-"According to my sources you have vital information for me"- Astaroth said trough gritted teeth –"If this is a waste of my valuable time you will regret it"-

-"The fairies know you are gonna attack them next week, they even know where. Apparently they have someone working for them in the dark side; they have an ambush planned already"- he said never raising his face from the empty glass

-"Fitzroy!"- Astaroth cursed, he knew the vampire would spy for the faes but he had no idea he would actually succeed, maybe the nightwalker was more resourceful than he thought. –"Rostriath, call the others we attack tonight"- He said gravely

-"Good idea boss. I heard they have a big party tonight, a wedding I think. They won't see it coming"- the sad old man took off his hat, gave a small bow at the priest in front of him and left as stealthy as he came.

Henry had managed to get inside the fae's manor; avoiding the heavy surveillance was hard but those humans were no match for him. Ever since he was little he loved weddings, it was in such important festivities that he was able to spend some time with his father without raising too much gossip about his origin. Most times during his mortal life marriage was nothing more than a contract the bonded two strangers in order of political and or monetary profit, but there were rare occasions in which the ceremony truly united two persons in love, and those were happy and vibrant times.

What he really loved about weddings wasn't the ceremony itself but the previous preparations, particularly when all the women hovered near the bride right before she walked down the aisle. He managed to sneak in the room were Corinne was making the final preparations; he hid on the closet before they entered. The bride's maids were Vicky, Sei-lin and Amber, a promising soldier who had joined the military recently. She had been part of the welcome committee that received them when they came from Avalon, she knew much about white magic but her incipient fighting skills earned her a place in the army.

To Henry the sight of women in such a private and feminine situation was worth the punishment he could suffer if caught. Amber was kneeling on the floor fixing Corinne's large flowing dress, the skirt had many layers which made the dress magnificent but quite uncomfortable, her tight corset didn't help either. True to her nature the dress was gothic, made of lavender silk with delicate details in black, her veil was black also(witch according to Sei-lin would bring bad luck) and she had also black fingerless transparent gloves. Henry couldn't see the bride's maids outfits for they had robes on, judging by the way they self consciously tried to close their robes tighter and the very heavy Goth make up they weared he assumed they were embarrassed by them.

-"Put these on, my mother just gave'em to me, she burrowed them to you and they are a family relic so they're old too"- Vicky said as she gently placed delicate silver earrings on Corinne's ear lobes

-"And my gift to you is this dagger, it was recently made for this occasion and as you can see it has blue zephyrs on its handle"- Sei-lin said while placing the knife right below her left glove.

Henry swallowed, the bride had tried to kill him and now she had a knife literally below her sleeve.

-"By the way Corinne, before you walk on the aisle there is something I need to tell you"- Vicky said seriously and looked deeply into her eyes.

-"What is it?"-

-"You are by far the cruellest bride I've ever seen! How could you make us wear this?"- she said opening her robe, the bride's maids outfit consisted in a black corset with small details of red, the shape was the same as the bride's but instead of a big skirt they had to wear a very small crimson red silk skirt that barely covered their asses, to make things worse the outfit was complemented by mid thigh black silk stockings and red stiletto heels.

-"Victoria is right, this is not appropriate for a wedding"- Sei-lin said exposing her clothes as well, only she could look dignified wearing that

-"I agree with them, I knew the bride's maids outfits were ridiculous but I was thinking more in the line of lime green puffy dresses than in pussycat doll's costumes"- Amber said nervous, she was self conscious of her body shape, she was much taller and a bit wider than most girls, in combat training she had been often confused with a boy.

Henry had to cover his mouth to muffle his giggles; he couldn't take his eyes away from Vicky's semi exposed form. He would find the way to get into the wedding, there was no way he could stay away from Vicky, not when she looked so scrumptious.

-"Yeah well deal with it, this is a theme wedding named Inferno and you match the theme. Oh and Amber… take off the robe we are getting late"- Corinne said as if that would prove her point.

When Amber obeyed everyone in the room gasped except for Corinne, the shy tomboy had in fact an exuberant statuesque body, her large breasts and perky butt, along with her small waist and long legs made the skimpy costume look downright indecent.

-"Wow! Amber were had you been hiding it? And why?"- Vicky said pleasantly surprised.

-"Someone is catching my bouquet tonight!"- Corinne smiled mischievously and entered the improvised church.

It had been the creepiest wedding Mike had to witness; it wasn't so much for the dark decoration as it was that the priest refused to leave the black shrine right after the ceremony. He was sure the poor father had a big tent in his pants to hide, looking at Vicky's long exposed legs he couldn't blame him.

He was sure this was the only wedding in which no one paid attention to the bride, Amber's huge cleavage had taken over the stage. He felt sorry for the girl, the heavy make up she had on wasn't responsible for the deep blush on her cheeks and the hungry look on every guy in the room promised she would be in trouble by the time she got to the reception.

When the bride left the church she expected to have all her friends cheering and throwing rice at her, instead the people waiting for them was dead silent, paralyzed with fear.

Surrounding the church there was a large army of demons about to charge.