Ya know, I have the font that was used in Dogma on my comp, but I realized that y'all might not be able to see it cuz you don't have it on yours. If you want it, it's called Exocet. Try searching for "Diablo font" and get it that way. You might need winzip to unzip it though. Just a thought.
Selke – Quick cameo coming up next chapter! The Buddy Christ was great, wasn't it?
Raquel1073 – You mean I can have the Rickman all to myself?!? Sign me up!!
Vixen – Yes, Silent Bob is my favorite of the two. And I had no idea there were so many B/M shippers.
Meghan – I broke down and wrote one. Sense and Sensibility? *sighs with you* Great movie…one of the Rickster's best. He looks good in that hat too. Don't worry, people call me an inside out Oreo all the time (white on the outside, black on the inside).
Charm – Not a problem! Glad you like it!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One of the
levels of Hell
Azrael laid on the rack in one of the many torture chambers, wishing for his death. Next to him laid Bartleby and Loki, disfigured beyond recognition by the demons. Turning his head, he addressed the nearest bloody mass.
"Way to go, boys. You see where you've gotten us?" The door swung open and a hot blast of steam filled the room. Against the light shining through, Azrael could only make out a large figure flanked by three smaller ones. Of course, the silhouette was enough to know who it was, and he blanched. This was not going to be pretty.
"So," a deep snake-like voice penetrated the silence, "how have you enjoyed by accommodations?" Azrael closed his eyes and inhaled the strong brimstone that permeated the room. The door closed, and Azrael saw who the other three were: the Stygian triplets.
"But—"
"Yes, I'm aware that you employed them without my knowledge, but as you were a higher demon, you knew they had no choice but to follow your every command. And now, because of you, we not only have one scion, but two to deal with. And the second has more divine blood because of her father. However, I am rectifying this situation as we speak. The triplets here are going to head the operation with the aid of a most useful human, who is moving into place as we speak. Of course, he has no idea he is helping me, but that's the beauty of it." Lucifer looked down on the bloody masses that once held angelic visages, and shook his head. He turned to the demon in charge of this chamber, who immediately fell onto his knees and bowed.
"What do you command, my lord?"
"I think you've had enough fun with the fallen angels. Concentrate your efforts on the muse." The oldest triplet held the door open and bowed his head as his master slithered out of the room, followed by the triplets.
Walking out into the main chambers, the triplets cast a glance at Avernus, the gates of Hell. The leader, who was still referred to as "Red," slapped the other two and they quickly caught up with Lucifer. Ignoring their lag, he addressed them.
"How long have you three been down here?"
Red bowed his head, not looking at his master as he spoke to him. "Four years, my lord." His voice was a deep baritone, filled with malice and spite.
"And you have not been given names? You still retain your mortal names?" Lucifer asked incredulously.
"We do not answer to any name, my lord. We merely answer."
"Very wise, though I believe there are those who call you Red. Am I correct?"
"A name bestowed upon me because of my appearance, my lord." Hate filled "Red's" eyes as the nickname was mentioned.
"Ah, I sense you do not care for this name. Come, I will befit you all with names suitable for demons." They all shared smirks and followed their master proudly. The day they had been awaiting had arrived. They were to become full demons.
They entered Lucifer's main chambers and as soon as he had sat in his chair, they fell to their knees. He smiled cruelly down at them and told them to rise, which they did.
"You have served me with loyalty and submission. You have shown hatred and cruelty to rival that of a High Demon. Your malice will suit my services to the end of your existence. You are now demons, servants of Lucifer now and forever." Each boy looked at the others, noting the horns that now adorned their foreheads. "Step forward, one at a time, and be named." Red shoved the other two back and stepped up.
"Ah, of course. A valiant leader. Take the name Garai, for you shall conquer everyone you meet." He bowed deeply and stepped back. The youngest stepped forward, his black hair falling in his face as he bowed his head.
"I sense darkness in you that will elevate you to greatness here. Take the name Dorjan." He, too, bowed deeply and stepped back. The last triplet, who had removed his hat to marvel his horns, stepped forward.
"My, my, such potential for absolute destruction. I sense chaos and disorder please you greatly. Take the name Parzifal. Now, for your first assignment. The Almighty won't be expecting the three of you to be back, so that will in our favor. And my use of a certain individual will also come as a complete shock. If all goes well, there will only be one Scion, and if I can help it, none at all. I have given each of you chambers in the Demon Hall. Go there until I call." They bowed deeply and left, slapping each other on the backs all the way to the Hall.