Charm: *waves at moose* Oh! Right *hangs head* I know it was bad, but hey, that's why they call them filler chapters.
Vixen: Yes, yes it is (see note below)
Aurelius: It's comin' but I can't decide what I want (fluffy, sappy, serious, etc)
Hippy Flower: Here's some more, stop begging!
I totally apologize for the last chapter. I forgot to mention it was a filler chapter, and, well, let's just say it wasn't my best day. But it's there, it's in the past, let's move on shall we? Here's a little more action in hell.
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Lucifer laughed as he watched the pathetic humans toiling away in the blistering heat. He walked among them, lashing out with his whip randomly or kicking others as they knelt. He walked to the back room, opened the door, and gazed in on its occupant.
"Well, well," he hissed, "if it isn't the baby-killer. Tsk, tsk, don't you know that killing is a sin?" The semi-disfigured form of Brett Wates looked up from the table with fear in his eyes. "I thank you for completing my task for me and saving me the trouble. You have no idea what a relief it is to know that I have such faithful followers."
"I—"
"Silence human! You will not speak in my presence." He nodded at the demon on his knees, who then rose and drove a red-hot poker into Brett's side. His screams of pain echoed as Lucifer left, music to his ears.
Once in his Throne Room, he summoned the triplets, who skated in and dropped to their knees. He smiled at them cruelly and bade them rise, which they did.
"I see you have adorned your prior mode of transportation," he smirked. Garai nodded for all three. "I have a new mission for you. My spies have informed me that the Metatron," the triplets hissed, "has been sent to earth by Him as a human." Three pairs of eyes lit up. "You're mission is to tempt him into sin, then kill him. I want him here to do with him as I wish."
"My Lord," Garai spoke, "As an angel, will he not go straight to heaven?"
"He's fully human now, and by God's own decree, all who sin come down to Hell to spend eternity with the demons. We all know what happens if God's decrees are reversed?" They nodded, wincing slightly. "Then do as I say, and never question me again, or you'll regret the day you wondered what a brain looked like inside a crushed skull. Get out." They left quickly, and returned to their chambers.
"Just how are we supposed to tempt an angel, Garai?" Dorjan threw his hockey stick across their chamber. Parzifal just smiled evilly.
"I don't care, as long as I'm the one to kill him."
"Relax, we're all going to kill him. For now, let's come up with some sort of plan to tempt him into sin."
"What about if he murders someone? You think Lucifer would let us use that human dude?" Garai smiled, but Parzifal shoved the smaller demon.
"You mean the jackass all fucked up in the torment room? Shit, fuck that dude, man. I say we take him out real slow. Make him feel some pain."
Garai knocked him on the head with his stick. "And give him time to ask forgiveness? Hell no, it's gotta be quick and unexpected."
Parzifal frowned, "You think you're the shit just because Lucifer called you our leader. You can't order us around like a higher demon." He shoved back, but Garai was ready and spun off, sending the taller demon to the floor. Parzifal's eyes flashed red and he jumped up, ready to smash Garai's skull in.
Dorjan jumped between them, "Stop fuckin' around and concentrate on the mission. This guys a fuckin' angel, guys. He's not an idiot either. He's gonna be smart enough not to sin. Besides, She's probably looking out for him. What else is there?"
"Fuck if I know, Garai's the one that went to Catechism as a human." They turned to their leader, who sighed, and began ticking the commandments off on his fingers.
"Thou shall have no other gods before me, thou shall not make for thyself an idol, thou shall not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain, thou keep the Sabbath holy, honor thy mother and father, thou shall not murder, thou shall not commit adultery, thou shall not steal, thou shall not give false testimony, thou shall not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor thy neighbor's house or land, his manservant or maidservant, his—"
"We get the fucking point Garai, no coveting. Well, he's a fucking angel, so the whole mother-father thing is out. Shit, he won't have other gods, or an idol. What about that name in vain one?"
"Don't think that's major enough. He won't kill or steal, what about lying? That's a hell worthy trespass, right?"
"Gotta be something major. What else?" Dorjan plopped down on the leather couch.
"There's the coveting one, always a good one. We get a lot of em one that one," Garai smiled.
"And the Sabbath one."
"Fucking do-gooders man. The only way not to sin is to lock yourself in a box all day with the Bible." Garai turned on Parzifal.
"Have you ever been to a Catholic private school? Fuckin' nuns with rulers and shit?" Parzifal shook his head, alarmed by his leader's outburst. "Then shut the fuck up. You got no idea what you're talking about." Parzifal scowled as Garai turned his back. "Think, boys. We gotta think of something big, and I'm not talking about lying to save his ass, I'm talking burn in hell type shit." Silence engulfed the room as each tried to think of something. Suddenly, Garai jumped to his feet.
"Matthew 5:32!"
"What the fuck?" Dorjan and Parzifal watched their leader with a mad glint in his eye.
"It says 'But I tell you that anyone who divorces his wife, except for marital unfaithfulness, cause her to become an adulteress, and anyone who marries the divorced woman commits adultery.' The Christ bitch was divorced from that Wates fuck right? Well, that means she's an adulteress."
"Dude, the angel's not going to marry her."
"Maybe he doesn't have to. He's hot for her, right?" the others nodded. "Then all we gotta do is tempt em to get down and dirty, and bam! Adultery." Parzifal smiled evilly, but Dorjan shook his head.
"I don't think that's gonna work, Garai. He's a fuckin' angel, he knows the rules. Besides, what if there's something you missed?"
"Dude, he's human now, which means he's susceptible to temptation through his emotions and shit. It'll work, and when it does, we'll be there to kill him and the bitch. We'll send both of them to burn." Parzifal and Garai laughed, while Dorjan shook his head.
"I hope, for our sakes, you're right," he mumbled, walking into the back room and slamming the door.