With the mission complete, Christian teleport to hells tenth level to inform Lucifer of his accomplishment. Christian now vanishes from the desert landscape in a white flash. The teleportation process goes quickly and after years of doing it, it doesn't hurt anymore. When first attempting to teleport Christian would become nauseated, and feel as if he had broken every bone in his body. Now the process is painless, and with the same white flash he appears in Lucifer's chamber on the tenth level of hell. The chamber itself looks like a typical room with chairs, tables, and book cases. But the blood red walls and lavish overly sized bed that is ordained with blood red curtains and held up by numerous human and demon skulls reminds you that this is surely a room that could only be in hell.
Christian looks up only to see threw the blood red curtains his master in bed with several women. Lucifer looks up at him, opens the curtains, gives a nod to the girls around him to leave, and then sits up in bed to fully acknowledge Christian's presence. Lucifer himself is usually blonde with blue eyes, average height and very fit. But as lord of hell he can choose to look anyway he wishes to, simply put it is a perk of the job. So his actual appearance varies daily, today he appears to look like a very blonde Brad Pitt.
"Christian! How goes the vampire killing business?"
"Very well my lord, the temple is destroyed. Pardon my rudeness my lord but I do hope this mission was not done just so you could have some new play things." Christian says with a smirk as he eyes the women leaving the chamber.
"No that was not the complete purpose of your mission, those women had just arrived and I suppose I do have that to thank of you. But since they were so willing to please me I have decided that they will be my new servants for the moment, until someone better comes along to replace them of course."
"Of course, although I am sure that won't take long to accomplish. You do have a reputation as being a ladies man my lord."
"Yes well when you are thrown down by your lover from heaven itself I guess one must pass the time with these miscreants that I deal with daily. Might as well have some fun with them don't you think?"
"I try not to think about you and the "miscreants" that much my lord, it disturbs me. So do you have any comments on my performance?"
"Performance is that what it was called, your no Jimmie Dean my boy. To tell the truth though, and it does pain me so to do so, I missed most of it. But I must say I liked the little speech to the whimpering friend that much I did catch. What was her name?"
"Rebecca."
"Ah yes, "he is my brother he deserves a decent burial", what fond moments of sorrow she had and then that speech. "Take your stick like so, push it threw the breast plate until you hear a pop." Now that was pretty funny. It had me laughing so hard that I almost fell out of bed. Overall it was a great performance. I was proud, now leave I have business to attend to, tell my other that I wish him happiness."
"Yes my lord." before Christian teleports to Gods chamber he mutters. "Happiness my ass."
After centuries of missions Christian has become accustomed to the routine of having to discuss his missions with his masters. Again with a white flash Christian arrives in Gods chamber. No one truly knows how big this chamber is but it has been rumored that it is bigger than anything in the universe. As for appearance it simply looks like you're inside a cloud, no chairs or tables or walls, just willowy wisps of what appear to be clouds. Christian walks around a little and waits for his other master to welcome him.
After several long moments a white haired and bearded giant of a man comes out of a cloud and grabs Christian by the shoulder, spinning him around and then hugging him. After the embrace God takes a step back and looks Christian up and down, as if he is admiring his own son.
"How are you my boy? How well did the mission go?"
"I am just fine my lord, the mission went well. The temple was destroyed, the vampires are all vanquished, and the desert around the temple is a wasteland."
"Oh that is a shame about the desert. It is a fitting sacrifice though for the safety of so many others. Have you spoken with my other yet?"
"Yes. I have already talked to your other, he liked the performance. Did you my lord?"
"Very much so, you performed brilliantly. But you did treat the humans harshly."
"I am sorry for that, they did not take well to me and what I had to say. With the situation I felt being blunt with them was the best action."
"Well they do tend to be a stubborn folk, very hard to get things into their thick skulls. Did "he" have anything else to say?"
"Oh yes, your other wishes you happiness."
"Really, he must want something else. Thank you for telling me though."
"Your welcome my lord, any word on the next mission?"
"Well the next mission is still in the process of being finalized. All I can tell you is that you will be protecting someone."
"So I am on downtime then. That is fine I could use a long bath, all of that sand really gets into your skin."
"We will summon you when it is time. Now leave my son, much is to be discussed."
Christian nods and leaves Gods Chamber in a white flash. He then teleports to what would serve as a apartment more or less in the halls of heaven. A place for him to stay when he is not out doing his masters will. He looks around and nods to several passer bys and gets ready to enter his room, but before he can do so a voice stops him; Christian recognizes the voice instantly and turns around with a grin on his wind burned face. The familiar voice comes from the angel named Lila. She is the only thing in heaven Christian truly loves. She as you would guess is breathtaking, as any angel truly is, with black hair and brown eyes. Very tall and wearing a white dress that is very long and elegant.
"Hello lover, how was the mission?"
"Interesting to say the least, I'm on downtime now. Would you wish to come in?"
"I wish it, lead the way."
The two enter the spacious room, and Christian immediately strips down to just his sand-covered pants. The only thing that Christian knows about his past is what his body can tell him and that is the tattoo of a large dragon breathing fire on the left side of his chest. He has asked both of his masters numerous times what it means and represents but they have never given him a solid answer. What answers they do give is that it somehow represents his families' blood lines. Lila seems to think it has to do with his actual name and what sort of clan his family might have been. A warring clan of fighters or hunters of the mythical dragon itself is one of her many guesses. Christian and Lila have talked numerously about the tattoo and pass much time discussing it. Despite the talks the only two people who can answer their questions and curious thoughts and know what it truly represents aren't saying much.
As Christian continues to undress Lila watches him with a loving look and seems to truly enjoy being in his presence. It is almost intoxicating to her to be around this man she has come to know and love over the past centuries.
"So would you like accompany me in a bath dear?"
"I would enjoy nothing more my love."
The two then grab each other by the side and walk towards the back of Christian's chamber to the bathing area. As the two make love, more devious plans are being discussed on Earth. In Central Park of New York City two figures sit at a bench playing chess. To the naked eye these two figures look like two elderly folk enjoying a spring day out in the sun with a rousing game of chess. But under the surface they are the two most powerful beings in the universe.
"So my other, what move shall be made next in our Hells Angels plight?" asked Lucifer.
"Silence! Can you not see I am trying to make a move here?"
Lucifer sighs and taps his finger impatiently as God slowly moves one of his pawns into a defensive position on the board. He then believes a different approach of questioning is in line.
"You do realize that he is becoming more curious about his past life, before the last mission he asked me about his past yet again."
"Yes I know, I sensed this, he asked me about the tattoo again just the other day. That angel he is fond of, Lila I believe her name to be, has been putting to many thoughts in his head. All I have told him of the tattoo he bares is it is only but one of many keys to his puzzle."
"So do we send him to protect Ozymandias?" asked Lucifer.
"Surely we must, I need him to keep things on Earth running smoothly. Without him I am blind to what is going on in my realm."
"Have you heard the news though, the outsider Arcane has returned to this area, from what Geoff tells me she will go straight to him for vengeance."
"Why is this a problem, Christian can easily best her."
"But she knows to much about what we do with the Hells Angel, she has seen others like him. She knows it is all just a big game. Besides she has a more personal relationship with Christian so to speak."
"Check."
Lucifer looks at the chessboard and makes a simple move to escape defeat. He then continues the conversation.
"She could ruin everything, and tell him everything. Remember he does have his soul essence, we cannot control that power and he has the ability to destroy us both with it." said Lucifer.
"We just tell him to ignore her words and destroy her if she meddles in our affairs."
Lucifer looks taken a back by this statement and smiles widely, he then makes several moves on the chess board with the same large grin on his face.
"You know, for being the good one you certainly have a devious mind."
"It is not one of my more shining qualities; I am after all the one that can reign fire and brimstone from the sky. The bringer of lightning when I bowl, so I hear from the youth these days. What do you do? Your evil incarnate and ruler of hell, you also let anyone enter your gates. That just doesn't have the same bang for the buck as ruler of heaven and controller of its gates, must have a pure soul to enter has, now does it? You can give him the news by the way."
"Nice speech, think you could keep it down. The monkeys are starting to stare at us." Lucifer says as he nods in the direction of several people who have heard God's speech. "I will let him know, just let it be known that I said this mission was dangerous and you're the one pushing this one threw."
"So be it, it shall be known from this moment forth."
"Good, I will tell him. By the way, checkmate."
God looks at the chess board intensely and then look up in disgust at his other, and the two then vanish. The bodies they were in control of come back to reality and look at each other as if they had just awoken from a deep slumber. They then look at the chess board to continue their game. The elderly person that was controlled by Lucifer gives a look a pure glee; it appears he has not won in quite sometime.
Meanwhile, back in Christian's chamber the two lovers are done, exhausted over the fondness they have just shared with each other. As they talk about recent happenings Christian sharpens one of his swords. These swords mean a great deal to him and although they do not need to be sharpened something in Christian's soul urges him to do so after every mission in which they are used. Matter of fact, all of the weapons in his trenchcoat are forged from a superior metal and then bathed in water that is blessed by both god and the devil. Essentially Christian uses mystic weapon that have dire effects against anything that is good or evil.
Before the two lovers conversation can become an hour old a knock at the door forbids them from it. Christian kisses Lila softly and walks to the door. When he opens the door a man in a black robe appears before him.
"Hells Angel you have been summoned to hells tenth level."
Christian looks up only to see threw the blood red curtains his master in bed with several women. Lucifer looks up at him, opens the curtains, gives a nod to the girls around him to leave, and then sits up in bed to fully acknowledge Christian's presence. Lucifer himself is usually blonde with blue eyes, average height and very fit. But as lord of hell he can choose to look anyway he wishes to, simply put it is a perk of the job. So his actual appearance varies daily, today he appears to look like a very blonde Brad Pitt.
"Christian! How goes the vampire killing business?"
"Very well my lord, the temple is destroyed. Pardon my rudeness my lord but I do hope this mission was not done just so you could have some new play things." Christian says with a smirk as he eyes the women leaving the chamber.
"No that was not the complete purpose of your mission, those women had just arrived and I suppose I do have that to thank of you. But since they were so willing to please me I have decided that they will be my new servants for the moment, until someone better comes along to replace them of course."
"Of course, although I am sure that won't take long to accomplish. You do have a reputation as being a ladies man my lord."
"Yes well when you are thrown down by your lover from heaven itself I guess one must pass the time with these miscreants that I deal with daily. Might as well have some fun with them don't you think?"
"I try not to think about you and the "miscreants" that much my lord, it disturbs me. So do you have any comments on my performance?"
"Performance is that what it was called, your no Jimmie Dean my boy. To tell the truth though, and it does pain me so to do so, I missed most of it. But I must say I liked the little speech to the whimpering friend that much I did catch. What was her name?"
"Rebecca."
"Ah yes, "he is my brother he deserves a decent burial", what fond moments of sorrow she had and then that speech. "Take your stick like so, push it threw the breast plate until you hear a pop." Now that was pretty funny. It had me laughing so hard that I almost fell out of bed. Overall it was a great performance. I was proud, now leave I have business to attend to, tell my other that I wish him happiness."
"Yes my lord." before Christian teleports to Gods chamber he mutters. "Happiness my ass."
After centuries of missions Christian has become accustomed to the routine of having to discuss his missions with his masters. Again with a white flash Christian arrives in Gods chamber. No one truly knows how big this chamber is but it has been rumored that it is bigger than anything in the universe. As for appearance it simply looks like you're inside a cloud, no chairs or tables or walls, just willowy wisps of what appear to be clouds. Christian walks around a little and waits for his other master to welcome him.
After several long moments a white haired and bearded giant of a man comes out of a cloud and grabs Christian by the shoulder, spinning him around and then hugging him. After the embrace God takes a step back and looks Christian up and down, as if he is admiring his own son.
"How are you my boy? How well did the mission go?"
"I am just fine my lord, the mission went well. The temple was destroyed, the vampires are all vanquished, and the desert around the temple is a wasteland."
"Oh that is a shame about the desert. It is a fitting sacrifice though for the safety of so many others. Have you spoken with my other yet?"
"Yes. I have already talked to your other, he liked the performance. Did you my lord?"
"Very much so, you performed brilliantly. But you did treat the humans harshly."
"I am sorry for that, they did not take well to me and what I had to say. With the situation I felt being blunt with them was the best action."
"Well they do tend to be a stubborn folk, very hard to get things into their thick skulls. Did "he" have anything else to say?"
"Oh yes, your other wishes you happiness."
"Really, he must want something else. Thank you for telling me though."
"Your welcome my lord, any word on the next mission?"
"Well the next mission is still in the process of being finalized. All I can tell you is that you will be protecting someone."
"So I am on downtime then. That is fine I could use a long bath, all of that sand really gets into your skin."
"We will summon you when it is time. Now leave my son, much is to be discussed."
Christian nods and leaves Gods Chamber in a white flash. He then teleports to what would serve as a apartment more or less in the halls of heaven. A place for him to stay when he is not out doing his masters will. He looks around and nods to several passer bys and gets ready to enter his room, but before he can do so a voice stops him; Christian recognizes the voice instantly and turns around with a grin on his wind burned face. The familiar voice comes from the angel named Lila. She is the only thing in heaven Christian truly loves. She as you would guess is breathtaking, as any angel truly is, with black hair and brown eyes. Very tall and wearing a white dress that is very long and elegant.
"Hello lover, how was the mission?"
"Interesting to say the least, I'm on downtime now. Would you wish to come in?"
"I wish it, lead the way."
The two enter the spacious room, and Christian immediately strips down to just his sand-covered pants. The only thing that Christian knows about his past is what his body can tell him and that is the tattoo of a large dragon breathing fire on the left side of his chest. He has asked both of his masters numerous times what it means and represents but they have never given him a solid answer. What answers they do give is that it somehow represents his families' blood lines. Lila seems to think it has to do with his actual name and what sort of clan his family might have been. A warring clan of fighters or hunters of the mythical dragon itself is one of her many guesses. Christian and Lila have talked numerously about the tattoo and pass much time discussing it. Despite the talks the only two people who can answer their questions and curious thoughts and know what it truly represents aren't saying much.
As Christian continues to undress Lila watches him with a loving look and seems to truly enjoy being in his presence. It is almost intoxicating to her to be around this man she has come to know and love over the past centuries.
"So would you like accompany me in a bath dear?"
"I would enjoy nothing more my love."
The two then grab each other by the side and walk towards the back of Christian's chamber to the bathing area. As the two make love, more devious plans are being discussed on Earth. In Central Park of New York City two figures sit at a bench playing chess. To the naked eye these two figures look like two elderly folk enjoying a spring day out in the sun with a rousing game of chess. But under the surface they are the two most powerful beings in the universe.
"So my other, what move shall be made next in our Hells Angels plight?" asked Lucifer.
"Silence! Can you not see I am trying to make a move here?"
Lucifer sighs and taps his finger impatiently as God slowly moves one of his pawns into a defensive position on the board. He then believes a different approach of questioning is in line.
"You do realize that he is becoming more curious about his past life, before the last mission he asked me about his past yet again."
"Yes I know, I sensed this, he asked me about the tattoo again just the other day. That angel he is fond of, Lila I believe her name to be, has been putting to many thoughts in his head. All I have told him of the tattoo he bares is it is only but one of many keys to his puzzle."
"So do we send him to protect Ozymandias?" asked Lucifer.
"Surely we must, I need him to keep things on Earth running smoothly. Without him I am blind to what is going on in my realm."
"Have you heard the news though, the outsider Arcane has returned to this area, from what Geoff tells me she will go straight to him for vengeance."
"Why is this a problem, Christian can easily best her."
"But she knows to much about what we do with the Hells Angel, she has seen others like him. She knows it is all just a big game. Besides she has a more personal relationship with Christian so to speak."
"Check."
Lucifer looks at the chessboard and makes a simple move to escape defeat. He then continues the conversation.
"She could ruin everything, and tell him everything. Remember he does have his soul essence, we cannot control that power and he has the ability to destroy us both with it." said Lucifer.
"We just tell him to ignore her words and destroy her if she meddles in our affairs."
Lucifer looks taken a back by this statement and smiles widely, he then makes several moves on the chess board with the same large grin on his face.
"You know, for being the good one you certainly have a devious mind."
"It is not one of my more shining qualities; I am after all the one that can reign fire and brimstone from the sky. The bringer of lightning when I bowl, so I hear from the youth these days. What do you do? Your evil incarnate and ruler of hell, you also let anyone enter your gates. That just doesn't have the same bang for the buck as ruler of heaven and controller of its gates, must have a pure soul to enter has, now does it? You can give him the news by the way."
"Nice speech, think you could keep it down. The monkeys are starting to stare at us." Lucifer says as he nods in the direction of several people who have heard God's speech. "I will let him know, just let it be known that I said this mission was dangerous and you're the one pushing this one threw."
"So be it, it shall be known from this moment forth."
"Good, I will tell him. By the way, checkmate."
God looks at the chess board intensely and then look up in disgust at his other, and the two then vanish. The bodies they were in control of come back to reality and look at each other as if they had just awoken from a deep slumber. They then look at the chess board to continue their game. The elderly person that was controlled by Lucifer gives a look a pure glee; it appears he has not won in quite sometime.
Meanwhile, back in Christian's chamber the two lovers are done, exhausted over the fondness they have just shared with each other. As they talk about recent happenings Christian sharpens one of his swords. These swords mean a great deal to him and although they do not need to be sharpened something in Christian's soul urges him to do so after every mission in which they are used. Matter of fact, all of the weapons in his trenchcoat are forged from a superior metal and then bathed in water that is blessed by both god and the devil. Essentially Christian uses mystic weapon that have dire effects against anything that is good or evil.
Before the two lovers conversation can become an hour old a knock at the door forbids them from it. Christian kisses Lila softly and walks to the door. When he opens the door a man in a black robe appears before him.
"Hells Angel you have been summoned to hells tenth level."