Under the cover of darkness the house sat silent as inside was no different. The door handle was wrangled trying to be opened as it jiggled about, and soon the door was swung open with a bang. The sounds of hushes and shushes followed along side the giggles and quite laughter as Stella stepped though the door holding Moxxie in her arms.
"You know the groom is meant to carry the bride over the fresh hold."
"You can try." she teased.
"Well you can put me down now."
Stella opened up her arms and Moxxie as able to land on his feet, just as the hall lights shot on. Staring them down was Andrealphus who stood with an angry snare on his face, everyone's eyes flashed to each other and no words ever exchanged, only the look in their eyes peeling with each other.
The sounds carried far beyond the house's grounds as the shouts and scolding screams could be heard clear out side in the empty streets.
"How could you have done this to us." boomed Dew-can "You have disgraced this family."
Both stood in the lounge, Dew-can was walking back and forth wile Stella hung her head in shame as she stood by the door.
"Do you know what this will do to our family."
Moxxie peaked in form the gap in the door form the room across the hall, he wanted to reach in to help Stella, but the door was shut in his face by Andrealphus. Moxxie looked up at him, as he made his way to around Moxxie to face him and stare down at him.
"Well, well, well." started Andrealphus "It seems you've out done yourself, now what would the rest of hell think of such a thing."
Moxxie looked away.
"Oh look he's finely ashamed of what's he done. A little Imp like your self is lucky to ever serve our family. And look what you've done, corrupted my sister got your father killed and made everything around you worse for yourself and Stella."
Moxxie felt defeated.
"Oh, I wonder what is going on in there, with Stella. To think all this could have been avoided if you never bothered yourself with her." Andrealphus teased as he backed away as he leant on door "If only you could see."
Moxxie became enraged and leapt at Andrealphus, landing a hit although a week one, bus so was Andrealphus and he stumbled back. Moxxie reached for the door, but was stopped as Andrealphus grabbed his leg and yanked it, causing Moxxie to hit the floor. After flipping over Moxxie learnt this was not the best option, as Andrealphus smiled as he raised up his hand to slap Moxxie, enough for his check to go pale red.
"Get this in to you little Imp head." he said crawling over Moxxie. "You will only serve me and my father." he said as he held Moxxie's hand down and used his legs and weight to pin him to the floor. "No lets see what Stella sees in you."
Moxxie new what was coming next.
"I've always wanted to try wrath Imp." said Andrealphus wetting his beak.
In the other room Stella heard Moxxie scream a shot a look back around, but her father snatched her wrist and thrust her down on her hands and knees, as he gaze fell down on her.
"For all I've for you, I killed your over abusive and abrasive mother, after all she put you though making you her little princess."
Stella looked up and found her self looking up at her mother.
Shearing most her looks and feather colour's she was taller, thinner version of Stella, gathered in the parents room a young Stella in Pigtails was on her hands and knees having spilled make up on to the floor.
"Stella, dear." tutted her mother "You know what happens when you make mess."
Stella looked up and swift whack she was sent on to her back.
"Now, come her, we need to cover those bruises, we can't have our quest's see you like this now, can we."
Stella moved over to the large dresser and sat down as her mother stated to brush her hair. Stella looked at her self seeing all the harsh wounds she had suffered form her mother, all wile as her mother applied her make up. Stella squealed as a cut was coated in make-up, burning her as the chemical's met an open wound
"Now stop fighting." Emily Insisted. "It will only take a moment." and she carried on dousing her daughter.
After it was over Stella looked at her self, all of her mothers handy work covered up.
"Now aren't you my little princess." she beamed. "Now, what do we say when our quests arrive."
"Hello, nice to meet you." said Stella sombrely.
"Yes, good girl." said Emily as she put her arms around her "Now don't forget to tip the dress as you lower your self and bow, I won't have repeat event." she snarled standing back up.
Stella looked up at her father. "My mother was a controlling bitch and wanted me to be the perfect little daughter."
"That's not what I wanted for you." sighed Dew-can.
"NO, you only wanted me to get you in to the royal family." she snapped standing up.
"Your mother would never have let be free, she was going to marry you to some local Goetia, I wanted to make you a Queen."
"Was mothers status not enough."
"Not when that bitch never let me do anything, but lay on top of her to forge a daughter, I'm just lucky I had your brother first."
"Urg, I've had enough of this family."
"Well that's fine with me." he said as he began to walk towards her, backing her in to a corner. "Because your no longer part of this family, and though you will remain part of this house hold you no longer a Ars Goetia." he looked down at her. "And you will remain her until here until your due to be married to Stolas, and until that day you will be disowned by this family. So your no longer be waited on, no longer be subject to the privileged life you've had until now and you will no longer have any status in this house."
"You can't do this, I'm…" Stella argued.
She was met with her fathers hand slapping her to the ground so hard her head began to bleed, and she passed out.
Stella stood in the hallway as she bowed and greeted a few party guest as they came in and looked over at Andrealphus who was doing the same, but began to pull faces and tease her.
"Stop that you pompous oath." cursed Stella.
A party guest passed bye and hearing her foul comment began scowling at Stella.
"Sorry not you sir." she apologised.
Andrealphus only laughed at her, but soon their father came over, his large belly tucked in smart suit as his messy feathers commend nicely.
"Stella what are you doing?" he asked.
"Andrealphus, was."
"Look Stella, you need to learn to ignore your brother."
"But."
"Stella, ignore him, or I will make sure your not my daughter, and then you now what you caught me doing to that hell hound."
Stella nodded.
"I'll do to you, so keep in line young lady, as for you young man, I'll tell your mother about that little secret you told me."
"Mother wants you to marry a nice young Goetia girl, she won't like it if she finds out your gay."
Both fell in to line, and he walked away.
Waking up Stella felt her head still in pain, reaching out to see the bandages she had applied, had fallen of in the night. Laying scattered all around the bed and floor, she sat up slumping and looked around her messy room. Sighing she gathered her self and got out of bed, as she got ready she found no fresh clean clothes and sighed ounce more.
As she moved in to the kitchen the other Imps where busy cooking and cleaning making breakfast. They watched as Stella stumbled in and looked around, as the Imps caught them selves watching her they flinched back to their work. The trials of making a fully cooked and prep breakfast was far out of her reach, as she tried to cook all she did was make mistakes, and messes.
"Should we help?" asked an Imp seeing Stella burn her her hand.
"Why." replied another. "What curtsey has she ever shown us."
Avoiding her like the plague the Imps one be one finished up and left Stella to stumble her way to discovering cereal and milk.
In the cellar the smaller set of steps meant for imps was set up to allow them to carry baskets down to the wash room. The narrow stairs opened up to Stella as she peek in form the door that sat on the side, looking down the steps, that where not in deed meant for her. But carrying a basket of clothes she tried to make the trip, and trying to use the small steps missed placed her footing and fell down. Landing in pile with her clothes she spotted more Imps, who just looked at her then finished up before taking the finished clothes back up. Getting up Stella just slumped her way over to the washer and dryer.
As she made her way back to her room to deposit her cleaned clothes, she passed Moxxie cratering to her brother and father in the lounge. He looked out to see her sulk past, when he was called back to stand attention at Dew-can's side.
"And so I threw the senate at him." laughed Dew-can.
The two laughed at the joke being finished.
"Oh servant boy, fetch me another drink." said Andrealphus, holding out an empty glass.
Moxxie snatched the glass and moved over to the drinks cabinet, as he was making a drink Andrealphus slipped something form his pocket and clicked the trigger. Moxxie froze, who knew the sound of the gun trigger when he heard one.
"And last words Imp." Sneered Andrealphus.
Moxxie was unable to comply as the trigger was pulled and the bang went off, frozen Moxxie felt the same only looking back to see it was toy mock up. Dew-can and Andrealphus burst out laughing as slabbed fist in to the chair uncountably
Moxxie spun around and created a fist and wanted to reach for his gun, but as his eyes looked to the on in Andrealphus' hands and his own memories with loosing his father, he stopped and went back to poring the drink.
"Oh and don't think about sleeping tonight, we have a extra spicule job for you."
Moxxie shivered as he looked out towards the door where he had seen Stella go past, but she was no longer there.
As the night came everyone settled in Moxxie sat on his hands and knees scrubbing the master bed room with a black light strapped his his head. A bucket of water and sponge at his side he looked to the white stains that coated the walls floor and celling. Looking to floor and seeing he had bleary made a bent in the current stain, Moxxie broke, throwing the light away kicking over the bucket and left the room. Storming out of the room he looked down the hall, both ways he felt a calling towards front door, but closing his eye his he turned his head and walked down towards Stella's room.
Stella lay on her bed huddled up she sat sobbing away in to her pillow she was holing on to for comfort.
Opening the door Moxxie peeked in to see her. "Stella." he said stepping in.
"Go away." she insisted throwing an arm at him.
"No." Said Moxxie as she climbed on to the bed "I'm not leaving you, I can't and I will do what it takes to be with you."
Stella sat up to see Moxxie and they both reached out a hand for the other to hold, they pulled each other in close, but the sound of voices coming caused them to cower in each others arms.
"So what's the plan." said Andrealphus.
"We do all that we can." replied Dew-can.
By then the voices had faded beyond the range of hearing, and Stella and Moxxie heard a door close.
In the other room Andrealphus and Dew-can's voices where echoing out, and as Stella and Moxxie peeked out form the bed room. They made their way over and putting their ears to the door listened in…
"Can we use metal incapacity?" asked Andrealphus "I mean she did marry and Imp, heck that fact he married her is enough."
"No, with out any grounds we can't." Reasoned Dew-can.
"They are under age."
"Yes, but this is hell, who cares."
"Then why are we trying."
"The Ars Goetia won't allow a bastard child to be an aire."
"Okay, well we can ignore the sex one, we know they must have done it by know."
"Well it doesn't matter if we use any of these or not."
"Why not just kill him, problem solved."
"Then she's more likely to kick up fuss."
"So what's the plan."
"We carry on like normal, we'll have to make sure they don't find out."
Silence was followed the two hid as the door was opened, Dew-can and Andrealphus stepped out left back the way they came. Unaware there were two others left in the hall both shocked and silent in the hallway.
