To Captain Skywolf: Yeah. The Seraphim will come in some time.
Don't forget to R&R and don't forget to vote which character is your favorite if you haven't and thanks if you did!!!
Disclaimer: Why must this be?! I...do..not...own Diablo for it belongs to Blizzard and moogles to Squaresoft.
The imp says, "Day 9, in the morning kupo."
"About how long ago have they been here?" asks a thin, tangerine-haired man in a dark suit. He stands upright in front of the toy shop counter like a dark exclamation point. He looks as if he is from the FBI. (No he is not a Matrix agent.)
"Just yesterday afternoon," replies an oily-faced teenager with buck teeth, though his dark voice and perfect pronunciation sounded as if it came from a different origin. "I did not follow them in case their coming here was a trap. I believe you'll find the Three's posse...most interesting." The boy, adorned in the customary store uniform, leans on the counter as the only other in the store moves away and down the third aisle.
The man picks up a doll that looked as if it had seen better days and scans it with his eyes. Without turning around, he knows that the boy had come around from the cash register counter and followed him.
"I really wish you didn't wear that form Belial," says the suited one.
The boy rolls his eyes. Soon the familiar feel of bone, flesh, and muscle shifting engulfs him. Only after a few seconds, a new teenager stands in the aisle entrance...with a scar going down the left side of his face, while the true oily-faced teenager lay in a pool of his own blood under the counter. Belial, unlike any other demon, could morph into any physical appearance in order to spin a web of illusion upon his foes. Other demons, including the Prime Evils, had to either possess or kill a human to take on their form. Angels were out of the question, but Belial could change into virtually anything. "Whatever you say, Azmodan," he says rather sarcastically.
Azmodan ignores the comment. "Now, which of the Three were here?"
"All Three."
The slim figure holds the doll up to eye level and grins evilly. "Excellent.." and the doll bursts into flames as he tosses it's remnants away...
And all the while, the surveillance cameras catch nothing that has happened, save for the fire...
A now frustrated imp says, "Afternoon time, kupo" while the moogle, now in perfect condition, says, " I respawned kupo!"
"How awful. I didn't even get to buy those spiked gloves that I wanted," Salem says drearily.
"I know. Why would anyone wanna do this? I mean, that mall was about fifty years old," states Rika, looking at the roiling, smoking inferno swallowing the TV screen. Soon the camera pans away to include more of the surroundings into the picture; firemen rushing about, spraying gallons of water into the fire to no avail while the upper half of a newsman yaps on about the events, his body facing directly toward the camera instead of the disaster behind, as if unaware of anything but his paycheck.
"No! Somebody needs to tell it not to go to the light! Not the light!!!" shouts Kyra.
Salem looks at her. "Tell what?"
"The mall, duh."
"Freak," says Rika.
'Ooo...Finally. Destruction!' thinks Brian, watching the TV behind the couch with his brothers.
'Stop thinking such juvenile thoughts Baal,' Melvin says mentally to his brother.
'Oh lighten up geezer.'
'Geezer? I'll have you know that you're only two thousand years younger than I.'
'Geezer.'
'Oh don't you start that-'
'Come on Mephy. Lighten up,' says Derek mentally, entering their secret chat.
'Stop taking his side. And my name is not Mephy!'
'Geezer!'
'Mephy!'
Being a two-against-one fight, Mephisto grumbles and stalks away while mumbling stuff about hating everyone. The girls notice him leave.
"What's wrong with him?" asks Rika.
"Dunno. Maybe he needs anger management," Brian smiles.
The imp and moogle glare at each other menacingly. The imp says, "Later on, kupo," while moogle says, "It's my story kupo!"
"Okay, you guys have a nice time. We'll just be with Selena at her daycare just a few blocks down. We have to spend 'quality time' with her for awhile," says the raven-haired girl walking backwards down the sidewalk to shout at the three. She is followed by the rest of the group.
"Here's the car keys," Rika lags behind to hand it to them.
"Abstinence is good fo' you!" shouts Kyra down the road.
The disguised Prime Evils just walk off, acting as if they didn't know the crazy blonde, and wonder what to do next. Instead of taking the car, for risk of being mauled by their girlfriends over a destroyed vehicle (especially with Baal driving), they decide to walk down the sidewalk in the neighborhood leading into the main city, hoping to cause chaos any way they could. Since cameras and recorders couldn't 'pick up' the image or sound of demons, they wouldn't have too much of a problem. On their way, past busy streets polluting the air with car exhaust and people chattering or stealing and little dogs dying in overheating cars with no windows rolled down and noise and so much commotion and...yeah, you get the point...the Three began to wonder whether really needed demons in order to destroy their civilization. As they progress, a large church of marble and gray stone looms down the road. It was a magnificent church with buttresses, homely decorated stained-glass windows, and grand statues...yet it looked sort of odd and very unlike the churches they've ever seen.
Maybe because it was in the shape of a hand with splayed fingers. There were also a bunch of robed weirdos...wearing rubber gloves on their heads. The demons think this is the strangest human behavior. Some are praying inside the church. The Three stop just at the edge of the church's steps-since the Evils' feet begin to smoke in contact with any 'normal' church steps- and one of the freaks call out to them.
"Welcome. We are the Sacred Excusers of the Middle Finger of the Holy Hand. Do you wish to receive enlightenment?"
A family walks by them and the weird monks say, "You who are smelly in thy ways are excused," and the family look at them as if they belonged in an asylum while quickly pacing away. A rude guy in a cap and cool sneakers belches loudly as he passes and is startled when monks with rubber gloves on their heads form a circle around him and begin chanting, "Forgive him thy Holy Hand. He must be excused."
"We are a happy order. Evry day we hit our hands on thy sacred marble walls to give sacrifice to the great Middle Finger-"
"Oh GOD! My fiNgErS!!" Screams from the church.
"-or uh, sometimes we get others to help. And on January the first, we perform the great Showing of the Middle Finger of the Holy Hand all along the streets. It's just too bad that our leading ministers won't be here to celebrate with us."
"What happened to them?" asks a curious Melvin.
"My NAILS!!!" another screams from the church.
The monk ignores it and continues," "Well, you see, they kinda got shot..." He silences for a second then stares at Melvin. "But I see you too are a man with religious prestige-"
Brian cuts him off. "Duh. Don't you weirdos ever watch TV?"
The glove-wearing monk is hard-headed and doesn't listen. "-so perhaps you would like to join us in our holy conquest?"
The Lord of Hatred steps back one. "I think I'll pass..." and the Three trudge on.
'Must be those gloves cutting off the circulation to their brains,' thinks Brian.
Wahh!!! I scare myself... Glove headed monks! Wahahahahaha!! Anyway, here's the votes so far:
Salem: 1
Brian: 3
Selena: 1
Derek: 1
Kyra: 0
Rika: 3
Melvin: 2
Yeah! I gots a total of 11 votes! Whoo! Caffeine kills!