Teen Titans: The evil to end all evils.
Chapter 01: Angela Arella Roth.
The following story you're about to hear may at first sound ludicrous, it is also most likely that the following sentence maybe uttered 'can you believe that?', well funnily enough the story starts with a person lacking in belief, one Angela Roth.
Angela Roth was born to an uncaring mother who in her great wisdom decided to abandon her as an infant, to add insult into injury there was no father figure present in the picture so little Angela Roth became a ward of the state bouncing from one foster family to another never receiving the care she hoped for. It was a late summer night in Gotham city as Angela Roth wandered the city streets looking for a shelter to take her in for a few days, with nothing but a few clothes and a sleeping bag to her name, but in a true hospitable nature every homeless shelter around the city was either out of vacancies or too strict with it's rules and policies to truly help the young woman so Angela took off into the streets suffering through the dryness and the humidity of summer hoping to find an abandoned building to squat in long enough to give her exhausted body a few hours of rest, however it was not meant to be.
As she roamed further into the night she couldn't find anything remotely suitable due to either winding up walking across luxury hotel after luxury hotel or coming across condemned buildings being currently destroyed by developers to make room either for yet another hotel, restaurant or brand spanking new shopping mall, eventually finding an abandoned building still standing she made her way inside only to be either greeted by hostile looks by the local 'tenants' or by the stench of urinated whiskey covering the walls and supporting beams coupled with the stench filth and shit. As Angela tried desperately to find a spot to claim for her own she swallowed her pride and dignity until she eventually did find a rather 'clean' space, not looking a gift horse in the mouth she quickly set up a sleeping bag on a mattress laying around before quickly and quietly going to sleep. For a little while Angela slept peacefully even through out the ungodly conditions that is until she felt something or someone nudging her, opening her eyes a little she was greeted by a strange man staring at her face sporting a weird grin.
"what?!…"
The man kept on staring a bit longer before Angela started losing her patience.
"either you tell me what do you want or I'll kick your balls in…."
The man's grin only intensified as he stated.
"my what a fowl mouth from a young ravened haired beauty…"
Before he continued further he got kicked in the nuts by Angela as the sudden pain inflicted upon him caused the ball up in pain as he lost his balance and fell right next to her, gasping and wheezing for air he eventually found the strength to laugh as he continued the conversation.
" well… I can't say you didn't give me a fair warning…. you can call me Malachi… and you miss…..?
Angela just kept staring at him until she gave in.
"Angela…. Angela Roth…. now what do you want?… I want to go back to sleep….."
Getting himself situated in a squatting position he quickly replied.
" I'm recruiting followers for a congregation of the forgotten… and I believe your membership will be most valued…"
Angela quickly catching on what's the deal simply asked the following.
" is that a fancy word for a cult?"
Undeterred Malachi gave his own reply.
"to put it bluntly…?, yes"
After hearing that Angela took a bit of time to think before giving her answer .
"let me sleep a little more than I'll give you an answer in the morning."
Grinning like a mad man Malachi concluded the conversation with the following.
"suit yourself but I won't guarantee I'll be here when you wake up…. if you wake up…."
Knowing that he got her hooked lined and sinker he waited for her reply which came in 3… 2… 1…..
"what do you mean?"
Wiping away his grin he gave her a serious look saying.
" bums in this city have a bad rep about them…. I wouldn't be surprised if they'll either rape, kill or rob you in your sleep….."
Suppressing her fears Angela continued the conversation with false bravado.
" well I kicked your ass… I'll kick theirs too if I have to."
Playing on her confidence Malachi answered as followed.
"oh I'm sure you can… no doubt about it, but I would hate myself if I didn't offer you a way out…"
Angela at this point gestured him to continue as he furthered claimed that he's got a Volkswagen van parked outside of the building beckoning him to join him to which she gave the following response.
"okay… I'll follow you… try anything though and your dead….."
At that Malachi fainted naivete.
"if I'm lying…. may my soul burn in hell."
With that both of them walked outside quickly as Malachi escorted Angela into said van using the backseats as a mattress, falling a sleep in a matter of seconds as Malachi drove on through the night hoping to find another potential worshiper for his lord and master. As the van drove on through the night Angela felt for the first time in a while a true sense of peace and security so when next she's woken hope it was about 30 minutes passed 10 AM.
"morning sleepy head."
Feeling self conscious about sleeping for that long Angela could only sit in silence as she tried to straighten herself as she took in her surroundings both from the inside and outside, though the inside wasn't anything to write home about, not that she had any home to begin with, a thought that made her give a dry laugh.
"may I ask what's so funny there chuckles?"
Angela tried to play it off like it wasn't a big deal replying.
" I doubt you'd get it really…"
Malachi sporting a knowing yet teasing smile continued the conversation as followed.
"if I were to guess…. I'd say you took one look at my van and said… that's really nothing to write home about… only to realize you never had a home to begin with….."
A little spooked but mostly impressed by his display Angela asked the following with a sense of trepidation in her voice.
"please tell me you're not a mind reader or that you've drugged me without being the wiser to it…"
Malachi did not choose to answer straight away instead he continued driving around the city, knowing that his silenced messed with her mind, until he gave her this answer.
" I did not do any such things…. I knew what were you thinking because I was in the exact situation you were a few years ago… homeless…. directionless and… faithless….."
At this point Malachi knew that he had Angela enthralled with his story so it came with no surprise to him that she tried to continue the conversation.
"this is where the cult you mentioned comes into place?"
At this he gave an amused smile saying.
"well…. yes and no…. the group I'm associated with is more along the line of a church…. cults are just groups of idiots being scammed by charlatans day in and day out….."
Angela took a small offense to that asking him why he told her half truths and to that he replied the following.
"in my defense…. would you have followed me if I told you the whole truth late at night when you were half asleep?"
To that Angela had no immediate answer as a small blush of embarrassment formed on her face, however, by the time she could give a straight answer Malachi pulled over in his van, now facing Angela directly.
"listen if you feel like you want to leave, here's your chance… I will not hold it against you… but if you want to find your place in the world…. please help find as many worthy men and women like yourself to convert to the one and true master Lord Trigon…"
To that Angela hesitated before stating.
" I would give and do anything for finding worth in my life but… I never heard of this Lord… Trigon!?…."
With a sincere spark in him Malachi gave the following answer.
" Lord Trigon according to many sources is a divine being created over hundreds and thousands years ago out of pure human essence with the sole purpose of uniting the entire universe under his wise and all knowing rule…."
Angela intrigued couldn't help but interrupt.
" so what's different about him from god as described in Christianity or Judaism… hell even Islam for that matter?"
Smirking a bit Malachi gave the following answer.
"those religions … and even other religions are all based on ideas of divinity….. Trigon himself exists in a flesh and blood form….. so while those institutions cling to hope for dear life… Trigon is the personification of hope… and that's where we come in… he needs our faith and power so he could travel to our plains for the hope of our salvation….. so will you help me…. and us?"
With a clear sign of determination on her face Angela agrred to his plea for help as both at this point got out of the van, walking around, trying to recruit as many people as possible, heck, even trying to find people who would listen as the minutes and hours went on into the early afternoon.
At about 17:30 the van has already been packed by at least a couple more girls and another three guys as Malachi drove on out of Gotham city heading towards an undisclosed location into a country side locale with a foreboding castle looming in the distance prompting one of the men joining along for the trip to exclaim.
"whoa…. dude… am I high or is this our new digs…?"
Malachi tried not to roll his eyes as he answered the following.
"oh no my man….. this will be just a rest stop until we'll be ready…"
Intrigued the guy asked.
"ready for what brother…?"
Malachi gave a reassuring smile answering.
"ready to cross over to the other side…. ready to join our one and only master into a realm that will dwarf even the fabled garden of Eden…"
Angela while impressed beyond belief couldn't help but feel that something was eating away at her at the back of her head. Once arriving to their new home away from home Angela the group of new arrivals were led out of the van and into the castle, though inspecting it from up close it was revealed to be anything but an ordinary castle, it was more like a cathedral in the veins of Notre Dame, awe inspiring, Gothic yet imposing as well, if you would ask her to describe the building in great detail she would fail at it miserably since she never had too much interest in religion to understand the references made visible by by the sculptures adorning the building, however she was sharp enough to know the difference between a tower, a spire or an archway. Speaking of sharp, the more she gazed upon the sculptures the more she realized that there was something off about it, giving far more emphasis on demonic imagery than on angelic figures but before she could raise any point about it Malachi came from behind her.
" Angela?… come now… move along… you have to settle in…. we'll begin our welcome supper soon…"
Feeling self conscious again Angela began to blush a little, allowing Malachi to lead her to a room on the west situated at the highest point of the west tower allowing her full view of the horizon, once Malachi left her be the first thing she's done was trying to take in the view, much to her disappointment though the view outside of her window could only be described as dull with greyish skyline, much like fog. With nothing really to do Angela made herself comfortable in her new bed until Malachi sent someone to fetch her for dinner.
As dinner time came by someone indeed was sent to fetch Angela, the person sent over to pick up Angela came by with his hood over his face never once removing it as boredom she asked.
"say does this place always has such gloomy weather?"
From beneath the cloak the figure chuckled in amusement.
"on the contrary….. today was the loveliest of weathers we experienced in many years…."
Angela rolled her eyes at the comment as she made sure to say thanks she didn't come across any Lurch type figures or better yet Fester Addams. Once arriving to the grand hall where dinner took place Malachi stood up giving a short speech.
"thanks everyone for gracing me with your presence… Bon a petite."
With that dinner officially commenced as Angela indulged on the many delights offered before her, if she had any constant parental figures besides her they would scold her for scarfing on the food' however her apatite has gotten the better of her even though at some point the food began to taste funny, however, she would've prefered the food to taste funny rather than being bland and tasteless. After an hour or so she began to feel sleepy as Malachi gave a small understated grin as she began closing her eyes.
"rest my child….. we have so much to do and so little time to lose"
With that in mind Malachi summoned a few attendants to escort the 'guests' back to their rooms. So began Angela's journey with the church of Trigon, a period of two years where acquaintances came and went on a regular basis with her experiencing many trials and tribulations for the arrival of the one true master Trigon though if to be honest she didn't mind waiting for Trigon, truth be told she was never sold on meeting a god like figure, she was just content on having a constant roof over her head and people who genuinely cared for once. It mattered that much to her that she was willing to ignore the fact that she had no real recollection of the trials she went through or any knowledge on where some of the other recruits have come and went over the past two years, to her it was a fact of life that people came and people went.
Speaking of people, Angela at this point became a regular fixture within the church whether participating in on the many prayers she learned or simply walking the grounds finding new places to relax and pray in private, which was what she was doing this very moment.
"greetings sister Angela."
Angela replied as followed.
"greetings brother Malachi, what brings you here today?"
In a calming and soothing tone brother Malachi answered.
"we have finally made contact with Lord Trigon, he wishes to speak to his disciples."
Angela though not terribly interested still waspleased for brother Malachi as she gave the following response.
"congratulations brother… please send him my regards I'm sure he has much to teach you…"
A bit surprised Malachi simply asked.
"what's the matter don't you want to bear witness to his greatness? Or even share in the knowledge he has to impart on us?…."
Confused herself Angela continued the conversation.
" I have no such desires… I'm merely grateful for his followers for providing with my own basic needs."
Malachi realizing an opening was made countered with the following.
" we are but humble servants… you should show your gratitude to lord Trigon….. without him we are nothing but mere mortals….."
Realizing that arguing would be rude and disrespectful Angela conceded as she followed Malachi into the grand hall were she was greeted by the local fixture of the church and what appeared to be Trigon in the flesh, a tall and dark haired man with chiseled features coupled with a soft yet penetrating stare that felt strangely hypnotic.
"tell me are you by any chance our newest member Angela Roth?"
Angela at this point could not find any strength to talk so instead she gave a firm nod instead which made Trigon give a wry smile.
"come take a walk with me… I would love the opportunity to better acquaint myself with you."
To that Angela gave another nod as Trigon came to join besides her.
" so where are we going?. or is it a secret?"
Trigon gave a soft yet amused smile at Angela as he ushered her out of the church conjuring a portal to an unspecified location.
" well if I'd tell you now it would ruin the surprise…. besides anywhere is better than a stuffy old church"
At that Angela couldn't help but stifle a laugh, maybe it was his demeanor , maybe it was his presence but still one thing was clear to her,she was drawn to him quite quickly. As she followed him inside the portal she quickly exited into a magnificent view right out of a fantasy book or a scenery out of Greek Mythology, or maybe even both, together they strolled through a thriving village towards a looming castle over looking lush mountains and cliffs as she finally found words to describe what she saw.
" so this is…. amazing to say the least, you own all of this real estate ?"
Trigon in turn just gave her a puzzled look stating.
"this does not impress you in the slightest?"
Angela catching to her own mistake quickly tried to defuse the situation.
" don't get me wrong it is impressive… I just pride myself on being a hardened cynic….."
Fainting empathy yet strangely intrigued Trigon led her to his castle where he made her feel at home as continued the conversation from before.
" you said you are a self proclaimed cynic… please tell me what does a goddess among mortals would need such an ugly quality such as cynicism?"
Taken by surprise of such compliment Angela responded as followed.
" well prior to being rescued by the church of Trigon I had no home to claim for my own… hell I wasn't even sure I truly existed to people….. well except on paper that is…"
Trigon ever more captivated by the potential of this woman continued the conversation as follows.
"so is it safe to say this church of mine gave you everything you've wanted or needed?"
Now it was Angela's turn to think for a bit before giving an answer.
"well yes…. but for the first time in a while I feel like I could want more from my life…god I hope I'm not coming off as selfish."
To that Trigon smiled warmly as he said.
" in my life time I bared witness to many qualities less fortunate beings than me could posses such as lust, greed, pride, envy and even slothfulness while all of them shared one thing in common, hypocrisy and false modesty…. not you though you are modest and honest to a fault… so allow me to reward you."
At that Angela got intrigued so she gestured him to continue.
"please consider spending the rest of eternity with me….."
Taken by surprise by such a proposal Angela responded the following.
" thank you….. but I don't think I could join you up here just yet….. maybe if we could get to know each other better…. besides I still feel indebted to the church for rescuing me. Giving me direction…"
With that rejection clear disappointment was shown on Trigon's face as he concluded the conversation.
" I cant blame you for being cautious… at least allow me to offer a room for the night….. I'm sure its too late to walk you back….. not to mention you must be hungry and tired.
On cue Angela began to yawn proving his point as he led her to an average sized bedroom within the castle. The room itself was modestly built with brick walls being broken off by a few artistic statues of several women further reminisant of classic Greek art and sculpture, as she toured the room Trigon exclaimed.
" I shall return momentarily"
Angela asked him silently with a single expression as to where he was going to which he simply answered.
" I must give my proper respects to the church for introducing us"
Giving him an understanding look he left her to her privacy as she quickly laid down to rest on the bed. It has been about 2 hours since she's fallen asleep only now for some reason she felt insomniac, to make matters worse she was now beginning to hear strange sounds in her room, the same phrase repeating itself.
'release us… release us….. RELEASE US…'
Waking up she decided to step outside for s bit only until the noises would subside, all in the meanwhile Trigon has returned to Earth, more precisely to the church and Malachi, now awaiting for his just rewards.
" I hope our bridal offering is to your liking my master….."
Trigon remained silence at first until he broke it to reply.
"she proves formidable… once I subjucate her to my will, only then shall you receive your rewards"
Malachi at this point gave an unreadable expression as he continued the conversation.
" I'm afraid that answer isn't good enough… some of your followers might start to lose faith."
Trigon at that gave a small smile replying back.
"you are absolutely right… a small taste of my power should be demonstrated to solidify your faiths in me."
With that Trigon escorted Malachi and his elects back towards the church's grounds as he gathered them all inside with him facing Malachi for all to see with his arms getting closer to Malachi's temple.
"close your eyes and make sure to keep an open mind as possible…. this addresses to your elected few as well."
Doing just that Trigon began discretely to roam through their minds unsurprisingly finding most of them to be gullible dolts even weaker than that poor sap Angela, all except the man in front of Trigon, Malachi, his mind was filled to the brim with an insatiable lust for power, coupled with a few thoughts of conquering and enslaving him which made for an amusing read therefore he knew how to treat the lot of them. As Trigon began transferring portions of his powers among the gathering the ecstasy made them feel invincible for a few minutes that is until Malachi began to feel strange, he started sweating profusely until he started sweating blood as well which made him utter.
"Lord Trigon…. what is happening to me…..?"
Trigon showed no emotion on his face as he replied as follows.
" I have seen your mind in a most thorough manner….. I'm just granting your deepest heart's desire….."
Horrified Malachi asked the following.
"how do I stop this….. please make it stop….."
Amused to no end by his pleading Trigon answered.
"salvation always lies within….. you now possess my power, now it is your trial to reign it in…."
In desperation Malachi tried the best of his abilities to take control of this power but by this point his face dried up to the point of being unrecognizable , shortly there after he began to internally combust with flames, burning himself alive as the flames spread within the church incinerating the rest of the select killing them on the spot. Merging out of the flames were once what remained of the individual known as Malachi, what now stood before Trigon was a demon with jagged horns, ember like eyes with crystallized charred skin barely covering exposed bones and muscle tissue. Bemused and surprised Trigon had this to say.
"it seems you've been deemed worthy after all… allow me to reward you with my mercy."
At this trigon grew another set of demonic red and yellow eyes from his forehead making the feeble creature before him turn to a statue like figure, unmoving physically yet still capable of retaining his senses of sight, sound and smell as Trigon slowly walked away bringing what remained of the castle/cathedral crashing down on the now paralyzed creature smashing his body into small pieces as it's head got decapitated from it's body with the lights in his eyes dying out until the head caved in by the falling debris, leaving Trigon to utter.
"35 seconds… I must be loosing my touch at this age."
Returning completely to his human visage Trigon conjured a portal directly to his castle, specifically towards where Angela was currently staying, stepping out of the portal he surprisingly didn't find her there which led him to think the following.
'has she caught to my rouse this early?…. impossible…'
With that he roamed throughout the castle until he found her trying to sleep on the floor next to the fireplace's mantle, like the charlatan he was he approached her fainting worry in his voice.
" my dear is the room not satisfying to your liking?"
Angela turned around as she replied.
"not at all I'm not used to beds… is all…"
Seeing she wasn't being completely honest he decided to toy with her emotions more.
"please be honest with me, what wrong… I can sense something is worrying you other than the bedding arrangement."
To that Angela felt silly as she gave him a more truthful answer.
" I don't know how to answer that but… I swear to god that I heard voice in my room repeating the exact same phrase over and over again… it felt like it was haunted so I had to get out…"
Trigon now less amused asked the following very carefully.
"oh really what did those voices told you?"
Angela now a little less worried took a deep breath before answering.
"it said over and over again 'release us…'
Trigon after hearing this took a short time to himself before concluding the conversation with the following.
"thank you for raising your concerns…. would you mind me showing you to the castle's library before I attend to this minor issue?"
Angela now curious asked the following question.
"a library?…. sounds nice…. lead the way."
With that Trigon escorted her to the library as he opened the doors, exposing her to a grand room filled with row after row of books, scrolls and a few paintings containing and representing every bit of knowledge he accumulated over the years.
"welcome my dear….. what's mine is now yours… I have romance, adventure, mythologies….. even a bit of horror for the daring ones… please indulge yourself.
For the first time Angela truly felt slack jawed as she could only mutter the following, Before Trigon left.
"thank you."
As Angela settled herself in the library making herself comfortable Trigon left towards her room, reaching his destination he set foot across the thresh hold gazing intensely at the fixtures in particular at the statues that supported the ceiling and the ones that functioned as decorative pieces.
"hello there former pets have you missed me?…. oh yes none of you can talk at the moment."
Reveling in the silence of his former wives and mates he continued the conversation.
" I trust that by now you have all met my newest future bride to be?"
At this point the air in the room changed as the wails and screams of Trigon's former wives and concubines filled the room, a mixture of desperation, anger, sadness and vengeance were hurled at him from every direction, however instead of overwhelming him it fueled him, making him even stronger than he ever was a few moments ago.
" I understand that you wish to be released?….. very well you shall have your heart's desire."
With that the spirits that occupied the 'statues' were released for a few solitary seconds until that every spirit converged and devoured mercilessly by Trigon leaving only the husks behind as the room got deathly silent. Please with his work Trigon left the room returning to the library to check on his latest beloved Angela. As he walked by inside he couldn't help but feel amused as he saw her sleeping peacefully on the chair with a book sprawled on her lap. Inspecting it closer the book was a collection of stories from the Greek mythology, more specifically the marriage between the god of the underworld Hades and the goddess of vegetation Persephone. Allowing himself a small smirk Trigon closed the book as he gently cradled Angela into his arms, as he walked away with her back to her chambers, she has awoken half way.
"had a nice nap?"
A bit flustered Angela replied with.
" I was just resting my eyes."
Trigon smirked a bit continuing the conversation as followed.
" I trust you had a nice little read when I was away?"
Angela sighed as she gave her answer.
"honestly?, I wish I could read it to the end without falling a sleep halfway through."
Fainting empathy Trigon nodded slightly as he said the following.
"would you like to read with me next time?…. I have an idea of what you are going through…".
Touched and slightly curious as well Angela answered as she tried nodding off back in his arms.
" I would take you up on that offer…."
With that in mind Trigon carried her all the way to her bedroom as he laid her to bed making sure she's comfortable, in the meantime felt a bit uneasy falling asleep back in the bed.
"say can you stay with me a bit longer?"
Trigon at this moment could muster a small smile as he said.
"do not worry…. you won't be bothered by those strange sounds for a while….. if you'll need anything else I'll be at your beckon call."
At that Angela sighed a sigh of relief as she closed her eyes drifting off to sleep as Trigon left her room locking it behind him. With that ended he conjured another portal, this time to a stronghold overlooking a desolate and insignificant planet named Xyinthia. As he stepped through the portal an army awaited his return with a demonic creature with reptilian features greeted him.
"hail Lord Trigon the terrible."
Trigon silenced him.
" make your point Goronn… have you conquered another world in my name?"
Goronn answered as followed.
"indeed I have sire… have you conquered another wench to sire you a new offspring?"
Trigon stoic to that questioned answered as followed.
" indeed I have found yet another wench…. however that one is special…. pure and naive…. henceforth this ridiculous disguise."
As he said that he shed off his skin in a matter of saying as he began to tower Goronn revealing yet again his four eyes while also sprouting jagged horns from his forehead completing his transformation with blood red skin over some exposed muscle tissue with armor on select parts of his body such as shoulders, forearms and shins with a Roman styled toga covering part of his chest and groin.
'Goronn…. I'll be making my usual rounds among my subjects in the meantime I'll leave you to watch over my new bride….. make sure she does not see you or else suffer my wrath….'
Goronn not appreciating being demoted to a mere grunt asked the following.
'what makes this new one special?… why not take her by force, sire a child and be done with it…?'
Trigon amused by the sheer ignorance of his minion answered him as he tortured him mentally using telepathy.
' you mere fool of a creature… if I wanted an actual child I would have ravaged a billion women by now… the children I sired are also the gateway to their dimension… so the more loyal the mother will be…. the more loyal the child would be as well…'
Groaning in Pain Goronn conceded to it's cruel master's logic as he began to breath heavily as his master got bored of torturing him, moving on to unleash his iron grip over his many subjects in this current dimension. Goronn at this point transformed himself into a guard dog before conjuring the portal from which his master came, stepping through he made himself comfortable next to Angela's room. Days became into weeks and weeks turned into months, by this point Angela's romance with the godlike being Trigon has begun to bloom as he made sure to shower her with attention, presenting her with numerous gifts and take her on dates in varied exotic places around the world while also making sure to amaze her with his power. One such instance is that he made sure to take her on adventures like visiting recreated places ancient Rome, medieval France and even America in the roaring 20's. any woman or man for that matter would find it entertaining, intoxicating even, however as time went on Angela noticed a peculiar behavior from Trigon, an aversion to reflective surfaces, so on a quiet evening in the castle's dinning hall during dinner she decided she would pry a little, easier said than done though since she couldn't find the right words to express her curiosity.
"is there something that bothers you miss Roth?"
Angela thanking her fortune answered as followed.
" first of all call me Angela, miss Roth is my foster mother… though more importantly I noticed that you avoid mirrors at all costs…. is there a story behind that?"
Trigon a little cautious and a bit surprised chose to answer as follows.
"not really… it's just that last time I allowed myself to look in the mirror I came face to face with my own mortality… so out of sight out of mind…."
At that Angela stifled a laugh as she replied back.
" I never realized a god has to worry about a few wrinkles and gray hairs…."
With that Trigon started laughing along with her,mainly to catch her off guard as he said.
"despite what you think of me I am no god, I possess god like powers but in reality I am as much as mortal as you are."
Intrigued Angela continued the conversation as she left the table, getting closer to Trigon's face.
"oh yes? If you say you're as mortal as I am…. why haven't you made an advance on me….. am I displeasing you in any way?"
Allowing himself a small grin Trigon replied as follows while showering her with small kisses on her mouth.
"believe it or not but I chose to be a proper gentleman, choosing to get to know you better instead of surrendering to my most of carnal desires."
At that Angela gave a small sigh of pleasure as she stated.
"why thank you good sir…. one word of advice though…. don't tease a woman for too long…. there's so much teasing a woman could take…."
Grinning widely Trigon responded with.
"dully noted….."
With that he carried her to the bedroom while still kissing her passionately until they crossed the threshold, laying her with a bit of force he started disrobing until, well, there was nothing left for the imagination while Angela did the same, making sure to pleasure herself a little bit while she teased him, laying down next to her he asked.
"is this your first time my dear?"
At this point Angela became a little self aware as she gave a small timid nod as Trigon reassured her.
"okay then… I'm going to start with a small massage to relax you while I'll be as gentle as possible."
Giving him a skeptical look, almost to the point of scrutinizing Trigon replied with the following as he started caressing her.
" well I did claim to be godlike…. I never claimed to be a saint….."
Giving him a small smirk Angela relented the silent argument, surrendering to his touch as he gave a small smile of his own. Just as he said he started with a thorough massage making Angela relaxed enough so the penetration went as smoothly as it could, feeling a jolt of pain Angela tried to suppress it with Trigon capturing her mouth to ease the pain. At the point where the pain felt manageable he started thrusting his genitals into hers gently at first until she gave him a signal to pick up his pace.
"please… thrust harder….. I think I can manage it….."
Trigon grinned a bit as he said.
" as you wish…"
With that he began thrusting a bit more harder as he picked up his pace gradually making her cum and moan in ecstasy at least three to five times before feeling he's reaching his own climax.
"please whatever you do….. don't stop….. no matter what happens…."
Trigon at this point fainted worry and concern.
"are absolutely positive?…. we're at the point… of no return….."
At this point Angela was about the reach her climax yet again as small tears ran down her face.
"believe me….. this is not something I'm taking lightly…. but whatever happens after this point….. I know it will be better than to be left alone….."
At this moment Trigon began to thrust harder until he reached his release filling Angela's womb with his semen as Angela collapsed with exhaustion while Trigon began to breath heavily, using his forearms and knees to maintain his posture for a while longer before carefully laying himself next to Angela, taking a few sighs of relief he steadied his breath while placing his hands on her cheek and forehead muttering quietly next to her while she's soundly sleeps.
"though I treasure our memories together…. I cannot allow our offspring to know it's origin…. I cannot risk it trying to usurp my authority….."
With that Trigon made sure that Angela will remember as little of him as possible except maybe an insignificant detail as his name as he used his magic to dress her with her clothes as he conjured a portal to where she was first found by Malachi. A few hours went by and Angela was still sleeping last night's events off however at this point she was laying on a mattress in the very same building where Malachi found her. Angela would've slept in until noon if not from a rude awakening from a beat cop.
"come on… up on your feet… this is not a place to take your beauty sleep…"
Angela waking up and feeling groggy, rubbed the side of her head in pain as she answered.
" I'm up… I'm up….. my head's killing me…."
Not unsympathetic to her situation the officer told her.
" you got any friends to pick you up?…. or someplace to be?"
Angela gave a nod saying quietly 'no' at first until a thought came up in her mind.
"maybe a pharmacy….."
Against his better judgement the cop offered her the following.
" come take a ride with me, I'll get you to a hospital while I'll contact some of your relatives….. miss?"
Angela a bit wary gave him her full name in the hopes she won't have to spend another minute in this hellhole.
"Angela Roth…. what about you?…. can you show me some ID?"
Impressed by her instincts the officer showed her his badge and ID before saying.
"now that we introduced ourselves can we get a move on?….. it smells like someone farted himself to death…."
Within a matter of minutes both Angela and the beat cop where in the police cruiser with the siren's blaring away as the car made it's way to the hospital. When Angela finally got to the hospital she immediately was put under observation given the officer's description of how and where she was found. At this point Angela Roth has allowed herself to fall asleep again since there was nothing for her to do until the Roth couple were gonna enter the picture again in a matter of moments, however sleep wasn't easy to come by as she thought so she closed her eyes trying to remember what happened because she could've sworn that she left that derelict building at one point and time. Angela started mumbling to herself as she tried to remember what happened only the only image she could muster was that of a buff older guy with sharp features, ravened haired and well endowed laying on top of her as a certain phrase or name kept repeating in her head… Trigon. She kept mumbling to herself until an older Jewish gentleman and a lady arrived to stay by her side.
"now that you gave us an heart attack would you like to give us an ulcer with your foolishness next?…. and why aren't you saying anything?"
The Jewish Gentleman now identifying as Mr Roth answered as followed.
"what do you want me to say?…. she's not dead which is a minor miracle from god….. besides let her and everybody else here rest, we can scold her all we want back home….."
Angela gave a small smile saying humbly.
" I'm sorry… I didn't think you'd care this much…"
A little shocked both the Roth couple took Angela's hands gently in a small gesture that said silently 'we care…..'
After a few short hours in the hospital Angela was declared fit and healthy enough to return home both her and her foster parents non the wiser to whats about to happen for the next few days until it will hit Angela like a ton of bricks. At first Angela realized that her period was being late, then it was morning sickness that came which eventually caught the attention of her parents who of course wanted to know how their foster daughter got pregnant and who's the schmuck responsible to which Angela always replied the same answer.
" I'm not sure…. I don't remember it even happening…."
It's been a few weeks since Angela returned home and as the days went by so does her self esteem went, she tried to find answers by any means necessary, frequenting libraries, talking to the local Rabbi, going to fortune tellers even as a last resort however none of them could give her definitive answers and in the meantime she began experiencing her memories as nightmares and even night terrors which led to this moment, her finishing lunch with her parents on a Friday afternoon.
"got any sleeping pills left…. im too tired to do anything…"
Her father took it upon himself to reply this time.
"are you sure you need those?…. maybe you're suffering from all this running around trying to find answers…:"
Angela almost snapped at him as she continued the conversation.
"oh really?… what do you expect me to do?…. forget the bastard who left me with his child in my womb?"
Her father gave the following reply.
"no, in fact if he does return I'll punch him right in the schnoz for you…. but this is most important… if he wasn't mensch enough to take responsibility for his actions….. well you didn't miss much to begin with…."
Angela for the first time in a while started laughing a bit saying.
"thanks…. now where are those sleeping pills again?"
Understanding why she asked Mr. Roth gave a small sigh.
"in the basket above the microwave… you didn't hear it from me…"
Giving him a small hug as a thank you she went to the kitchen to take at least half a pill but not before grabbing a glass and filling it with water as she went up to her room hoping she will get a decent sleep from it, at this point Mr. Roth sighed again as went to the living room, turning on the TV and opening the local paper towards the business section as he began reading it. As Angela laid in bed, finally falling a sleep, she found herself dreaming once again, this time however it was nor a nightmare nor a pleasant dream. Angela found herself in a paradise like place, a city of some sorts paved out of marble with an horizon of green and blue hues accompanied with crimson clouds to sell her on the fact she wasn't in Kansas anymore. Before she could make a move or even have a proper time for herself to have a well placed panic attack she was approached by hooded individuals who could've come straight out of A Christmas Carol or Lord of The Rings, it didn't help much that the mysterious figures did not talk much but surrounded her all while gesturing her to follow them to which Angela replied with a sarcastic remark to hide her fear and panic.
"how can I refuse…."
After what felt like hours of walking Angela Roth and the hooded figures entered an extravagant temple which was designed to look like a mishmash of ancient Greek influences with Gothic designs such as gargoyles, a few statues of ravens and a few pyres acting as light sources, a few archways and a few oval patterns of columns to tidy things up. As Angela approached the largest of all the archways she was confronted by an elderly woman who despite her age and stature gave an assertive aura and presence about her.
" thank you for joining us my child."
Angela at that replied as followed.
"well forgive me for not curtsying but I don't remember receiving an invitation….. in fact I'm not sure if I'm really here since I took sleeping pills before arriving."
The old woman gave a small smirk, not really being offended as she continued the conversation.
" I see why Trigon took a liking to you my dear…"
Trying to contain her anger filled with desperation Angela asked the following.
"are you related to that bastard?"
The old woman gave the following answer never revealing her true emotions.
" in some ways yes…. my name is Azar… the spiritual guide of the kingdom known as Azarath… a place where all can come and renounce their violent ways in an attempt to create a peaceful existence for themselves and their future generations….."
At that Angela said a bit impatiently.
"in a nutshell a hippie commune….. now what does it have to do with Trigon?"
Nonchalant to her impatient outburst Azar continued as followed.
"as I was saying minus the interruption…. in order to achieve our peaceful existence we purge ourselves of evil influences, casting it of to the nether realm, Trigon is all those evil influences manifested in a flesh and blood form… or as humans would describe it a satanic creature."
Shocked by her answer Angela dropped to her knees unable to breath as she could only utter.
" I got pregnant by the devil…. I carry the child of Satan inside of me…."
As she kept uttering those words over and over she began to feel herself cry as Azar approached her, lifting her to her eye level as she began embracing her just as a mother would embrace her own child.
" yes…. you carry within you the child of a monster…. yet there is no cause for alarm and grief… for this reason I've truly summoned you… relinquish your daughter to my care and in return you are welcomed to join Azarath both as a citizen and a family member…"
After a few minutes of crying and venting Angela found the strength to stand on her own as she gave her reply clearly.
"thank you… but I already have a family back on earth…. I cannot just abandon them in the blink of an eye…. that's how I got into this mess to begin with….."
Not the bit surprised by Angela's answer or sense of compassion and loyalty Azar gave the following response.
" I understand your position….. now please understand ours, if you return to earth and give birth to your child you'll be risking the safety of your planet as well as alerting trigon to his offspring…"
After hearing that Angela could only ask the following question.
" I see… is there a library nearby? I would love to get some more info before making such a huge decision…. regarding my daughter."
Angela only reply was that of understanding as she instructed a fellow Azarathian to escort Angela towards a near library as Angela soon followed as the figure in question gestured to follow close by. Reaching the library the doors opened to reveal a large collection of tomes, scrolls and books on various subjects from the natural to the supernatural as the figure left with out a word with Angel now standing alone with nothing but her thoughts.
' oh great….. now where do I start?'
Angela spent the next few hours researching everything she could about the demonic being known as Trigon, only to be horrified by each piece she discovered, from how he was born as to what he did to the mother that gave birth to him, them all was discovering what he did with his children. Either using them as portals to conquer one dimension after the next or destroying those he deems to weak to serve him or too powerful in fear of them rebelling against him. Having learned all that Angela made her way back to Azar with a decision made in her mind.
" Azar I had decided…. I'll join you on one condition….."
Curious Azar gestured Angela to continue.
" I want to say proper goodbye to my foster parents… no my parents… I don't want them to worry themselves over me… it's the least I can do to repay them."
Azar at this point gave her a small smile, telling her that by the time she'll wake up it would be in her room once again. Over the next few days Angela thought a lot about how to break the news to her parents, especially if it was news that you yourself had a hard time believing in, so she settled for a convenient story, a divine intervention through a dream. After listening to that story, her parents naturally had a hard time stomaching it with some persuasions to think it more thoroughly though in the end the parents relented provided that the next time their daughter comes to visit she'll bring her daughter along, in the meantime unbeknownst to her Trigon was keeping a close eye on her invading her mind in the process.
" so she's having my daughter born on Azarath…. foolish woman doesn't realize she's only postponing the inevitable….."
Even though he said that a tinge of rage and anger filled his eyes as he left his castle to instill fear and terror into his subjects while trying formulating a plan of action.
' I could invade the mind of dearest Angela breaking it from the inside while claiming her daughter as my own…. no… that would be too merciful of me….. I could infect the minds of those weak Azarathian bastards… however that will prompt the woman to flee with her child into hiding prolonging my invasion to earth even further…. I could break the mind of the child since she's merely a vessel for my benevolence….. however that would be too boring on my part…. or… yes, that could work wonderfully….. I could turn the daughter against the mother, after all that woman was gullible enough to lay with me…. the daughter should be just as much naive to believe I actually care for her….'
At this point Trigon began to smirk as he started torturing his subjects both mentally and physically while Angela Roth at this point was packing a small suitcase as a portal opened in her room right where a large bedroom mirror was positioned, through it one of Azarth's followers stepped out gesturing the woman to follow him. Doing that Angela turned around for a brief moment whispering.
"goodbye for now…. I hope I'll see you again soon…"
With that the portal closed on the room as though as nothing happened.
As soon as the portal opened up on Azarath once more Angela emerged with the figure to be greeted by Azar herself.
"come child let's get you settled in your new home."
As Azar and Angela toured her new home together she was plagued with a thought.
"say I've read that Trigon cannot cross dimensions without proxies yet….. I have had to meet him on earth at some point… right?"
Azar thought about it too for a moment before giving her an answer.
" Trigon cannot manifest himself in other dimensions unless his essence is strongly present in a specific location… though it is conceivable that he made you believe what you experienced his true with mind manipulation or suggestion."
Shuddering at the though Angela quickly tried to steer the conversation away.
"let's not talk about him as you show me my new home."
Azar concluded the conversation with this.
" a wise choice indeed."
Concluding the tour Azar took Angela to see her new house, arriving there she couldn't help but give a small smile at what she saw, the house itself was constructed out of marble, wood and a few metal frames here and there, yet it gave the atmosphere of an humble establishment, stepping inside however Angela couldn't help but feel disappointed that the inside felt a little barren prompting her to exclaim.
"well that is… minimalist…."
At that Azar gave her a warm smile stating.
" at first yes….. however thoughts in this realm can be given form….. so in time you'll be able to redecorate this place to your liking."
At that Angela gave a small nod of understanding until her stomach began to grumble which embarrassed her a little asking.
" is it dinner time soon?"
Giving a restrained laugh Azar responded.
"settle in and someone will fetch you for dinner shortly"
With that Azar left Angela to herself to explore her new house a little bit though there was not much to see, the kitchen only contained a counter top with an old fashioned faucet with a simple wooden table and an old fashioned refrigerator. The living room? Consisted of one sofa, a small coffee table and a quaint fire place. Finally the bedroom itself had a simple double bed with a small nightstand and an open window overlooking the city of Azarath, prompting her to think.
' at least they could've installed a bookcase…..'
With that suddenly a bookcase started materializing in front of Angela's eyes as she stood there astounded and a little bit afraid until she reminded herself that her thoughts were given form prompting to mutter.
" I think I'm going to like it here"
At this point someone knocked at her door,her door? Can you believe it?, as she made her way to answer it, standing right before her was yet another hooded figure which prompted Angela to ask.
"Azar sent you?"
With that the figure nodded a silent 'yes' as Angela accompanied him outside making her ask out of sheer curiosity.
"say have you all taken a vow of silence? Or is this some kind of in-joke that alludes me right now?"
With that the figure gave no answer.