When Selena looked at the hell phone, she saw Lucifer's name on the screen. "Excuse me, everyone. I must take this." Selena then teleported to her room. "Selena speaking."
"Got a job for you. Meet me at the palace for further instruction. You know the drill."
"As you wish." Selena snapped, and her clothing changed. Not an inch of flesh could be seen under the crimson garb. Her hair was tied tightly to her head, her ears and tail hidden by magic, and her face covered with a matching mask. She used her demon powers to teleport to the king's war room. Upon her arrival, Selena noticed her two compatriots had also arrived.
"Crimson, Veridian, Cerulean— we have a demon rebellion occuring in the Ring of Wrath. I want the rebellion squashed." Lucifer waved the color guard away.
The trio teleported to the Ring of Wrath. Selena closed her eyes and used her foresight. She located the rebellion and teleported the three of them a safe distance away. The three looked at each other, nodded their heads, and began running using their demon speed.
"Lucifer's Reapers are coming! To arms!" The demons began to summon their weapons. Selena never gave them a chance. She raised her fingers and summoned her violet foxfire. The four flames she conjured chased down most of the demons. The other two worked their way through what was left of Selena's carnage. She hated killing, but there were days she found enjoyment in it. As a priestess, she loved all living things, but death was necessary to keep life in its cycle. It was, at least, how she rationalized the rush she felt when she had to kill. How she reveled in it. "Of course, you three are nothing but dogs to Lucifer. Barking and biting on order. You know nothing of our cause." Cerulean then smashed the demon's face in with a single step. These demons would get back up. After they felt the sting of death again.
Suspecting the rebellion was quelled for now, the trio returned to their king. "The rebellion is a good thing, but like everything it needs to be managed. Thank you, Reapers. Return to standby. I'll summon you if I need you before the Extermination." The three vanished to their respective homes.
Cerulean and Veridian had always respected their leader. Crimson was always brutal and destructive. Carrying out their lord's orders with the ruthlessness of a killer. A true killer. Wherever they went, they decimated everything in their path. They had seen each other's faces on rare occasions; Crimson could only be described as an ethereal beauty to them. Her features were always being perceived differently by others. Always shifting like an Eldritch beast. The only constants they could note were the silver hair and her ethereal eyes. Her eyes contained a beauty the heavens could not compare to. Eyes that seem otherworldly. A beauty that seemed otherworldly.
How such a gorgeous creature could exist was beyond them, let alone hold a violence and cruelty that rivaled the most evil of demons.
A wolf in sheep's clothing.