Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 8
Chapter 39: Three Demons and a Scullery Maid
(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)
Three days prior…
Rikken was at her master's homestead as she was cleaning up the stables in which she made it home after the storm died down. After what she experienced from Maro, she couldn't get him out of her mind as she thought of him so readily. When she finished up, she was ready to call it a day as she left the stable and went outside to the shack she slept in. It was all she had as it was nothing more than a dilapidated structure that had holes in the roof where the rain dropped down into the buckets she put out to catch the water with. Just as she was about to take a break, she saw the door burst in as she noticed her master coming in there to do his worst on her. Her master, Rorik Svalgarsson, was a brute of a man as he had blond hair and beard while he wore viking garb with a horned helmet on his head. He was a middle-aged man who indulged in brutality as he was the scourge of the inland area on Skald Island. When he spotted Rikken on her bed, he was ready to take her as she was shaking with fear, for he has her now.
"I see that our wayward servant is ready to take her," he said to her.
"You have your wife to comfort you, don't you?" she said as she was trying to make her escape.
"I'm a man and I have needs in which my wife is too busy sitting there while our little ones keep suckling on her tits."
"Take your needs elsewhere. I'm quitting your household as of now."
"You can't quit my house because I own you, Rikken!"
"You can't keep me here anymore, for I will leave Skald Island to one of the mainlands."
"The mainlands will not except you because they're filled to the brim with Elves! This island is your home and no other!" Rorik seizes Rikken by the scruff of her dress as she pins her down on the bed. "Now, then; it's time for you to reconsider leaving the Skalvarg Archipelago."
Rikken felt Rorik's strong hands hike up her dress as he pulled down her bloomers. He was breathing heavily as he begin to feel at the soft flesh between her legs. When he delved at the center, he noticed that she was already taken as he was furious with her. She was doomed as he noticed that she was no longer a virgin as he backhanded her in the face. Getting up, she pulled her bloomers back up as she grabbed a crowbar and hit him in the head with it in which he was knocked unconscious. It was her moment to escape as she grabbed a bag of things and fled the dilapidated shack and away from the homestead in which she gained freedom for the first time.
"Farewell, Rorik, and fuck you!" she yelled as she left the inland area.
It wasn't long until Maro showed up as he noticed Rikken with the bruise on her face. He wanted to cause havoc against her former master, but he had to be cautious in which he dreaded the presence of Abaddon searching for him. For the first time in his life, he was starting to care about her as he would do anything to protect her, for he already took her virginity after all.
"You seem chipper, but your master got his licks onto you, didn't he?" He said to her.
"He already knows about what happened," she said. "You told me that my fate is in my hands and mine alone and I'll never let anyone else tell me otherwise."
"Rorik's men will be looking for you, but the slug roe home I'm staying in is not far away. And another thing, we'll be going to the store for a few supplies here and there."
"There's no need for that." Rikken digs into her bag as she pulls out a lockbox. "It belonged to my father who died in the war between the Oranges and the Blues. It's a few tevnars, but it'll be enough to get some food and toiletries with. I could go to the beach where the castle is just to dig up some mollusks where pearls are kept."
"First…, we should stop at the square to get a bite to eat without the Order's resident battleaxe gearing up to kick my ass."
Rikken followed Maro towards the square as they were seeing everyone getting ready for the upcoming Thanksgiving feast. They were overwhelmed by many people getting their last-ditch items before the big dance as they made it towards the front of Kwangya in Motion where Alma and her family were preparing a feast filled with Korean food. Rikken never saw anything like it before as she wanted to go in and see what was going on. Just as she was about to do so, she heard a rush of footsteps coming as they were hot on her heels, for Rorik was brimming with rage when he found her.
"RIKKEN!"
Maro spotted Rorik as he was ready to go on the prowl to attack Rikken. Even though Maro didn't want to cause too much attention, he had to protect the woman who was madly in love with him in which he was no match for the hulking beast of a landowner the moment he got clocked in the jaw. Rikken later gathered him up as she was trying to get him out of the way until Rorik seized her by her hair. He was attacking her for quitting her job at his homestead as he instantaneously punched her all over her body, for he was out of control due to his rage consuming him.
"You'll be sorry for leaving my home, you little bitch!" he shrieked as he kicked her in the stomach to the point of her coughing up blood. "How dare you turn yourself into a whore when you had me to keep a roof over your fucking head!"
"You really know how to be gentle with women to the point of them being incapacitated, don't you?" said Maro as he was back on his feet. "I bet that you don't have it what it takes to be soft-minded when it comes to beating up war orphans."
"Don't even try to interfere with me! Rikken is my property, not yours! She belongs to me, not you!"
"It's a sad shame that she lost her virginity to me, but she did it so that you wouldn't have a chance to harm her, but your rage will be your impending downfall on—"
In that moment, Rorik pummeled Maro as he was pinned to the cobblestones. Rage engulfed the larger man as he enjoyed beating the Crossroads demon up for trying to defend Rikken. Just as he was about to get pummeled further, Rorik was punched in the jaw as he fell onto the cobblestones in which Alma came out of Kwangya in Motion to break up the ruckus, for she wasn't having it one bit.
"Take your rage elsewhere, Rorik," she said as she saw him reeling from the blow she gave him.
"Damn you, Alma!" he yelled as he got back on his feet.
"I heard what you said to Rikken in which she was wanting to quit her job as a servant to your volatile homestead and leave Skald Island, but you wouldn't let her leave after she put in her two weeks notice."
"There is no two weeks notice for Rikken! Rikken is my property, not that scrawny weakling in the suit! When her parents died, I took her in so she wouldn't go hungry! I gave her a room and board after her father died in the battle between the Oranges and the Blues!"
"And what about the rampant mistreatment that you do to her? You force her to live in a leaky shack while you and your family indulge in the Skalvarg Archipelago's finest! I'm more than glad she's quitting you in which enough is enough! Anyone who quits their job has their own path, not to be tethered to someone who doesn't give a shit about their well-being." A whistle is blown in the distance as Maro got up and grabbed Rikken out of sight. "Now, if I were you, I suggest that you back away or else I'll castrate you!"
Rorik left quietly as he was no match for Alma in which everyone was scared to death of his presence and his departure. As for Maro and Rikken, on the other hand, they were in an alleyway as they made their way to an old church in which a statue of Reiko was built earlier. What they didn't expect was that there were worshipers who were paying tribute to her likeness in which they revered her as the one who killed Father Warren on Baratheon, for she was praised for doing so.
"Looks like Sam isn't the only one who is popular," said Maro as he was reeling from the attack he had earlier. "Something tells me that those parishioners are doing more than just 'doing God's work on the sly, but if it wasn't for Lady Reiko coming towards Baratheon, the Castellano family would've never returned to Baratheon to claim the throne from the corruption that ousted them from power once."
"Who is Lady Reiko?" asked Rikken.
"She's the wife of Sam and the mother of his children. She hardly ever gets angry to anyone in which she mainly scolds those who get out of line. As for the new religion that popped up, it's known as Reikology in which she was responsible for the killing of Father Warren, who was a religious tyrant who ruled Baratheon with an iron fist."
Rikken walked closer to the statue as she saw Reiko's image in the form of the hunter clothing she wore complete with the ball cap on her head. She wanted to meet her as she felt humbled by the statue in her likeness. Just as she was about to leave, she saw a priest in blue garb walking out of the church as he spotted her with suspicion, for he didn't let anyone pass without bowing in front of the statue that was there.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I was admiring the statue," said Rikken.
"All should bow in front of it or else they will face a plague of leprosy all over their bodies!"
"But I'm not a religious person in—"
"You'll do what I say, child! I will not tolerate blasphemy in the name of our heavenly lady nor will we show dishonor to the Holy Father who housed their children in his belly!"
"Hey! Take your sermons elsewhere!"
Gary showed up as he found Maro and Rikken in which they were attacked by Rorik earlier. Still, he had to get them out of the way without arousing suspicion as he gathered them up and took them to the slug roe home, for it was their only sanctuary on Skald Island right now. It wasn't long until Rorik spotted them again as he was ready to attack them until Reiko entered into the fray while carrying groceries in her hands. With the brute backing off, Gary was relieved that there would be no further trouble as Reiko's presence was more than enough get them out of trouble, for he had to get Maro and Rikken back to the slug roe home right away...
Present day…
I was up and alert as I was back home after enduring all the popular fandom that Emperor Florian had at his disposal. Even though I was still recovering from giving birth, I was more than glad that I stood firm in my furlough as I was happy to enjoy the upcoming Thanksgiving festivities tomorrow. Yes, my entourage had to return home to their own families as Castiel remained here for the time being. I didn't mind his presence as he was also on guard to protect me in which he was there at his own merit. When I was in the sitting room, I noticed him eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich as he was also not leaving my side, for he was also obeying Dean's request to keep me safe after seeing the multiple omens that occurred.
"It's good to be home," I said as I was finished up my knitting.
"I trust that you're feeling better, Sam," said Castiel.
"And I trust that you've been going at the peanut butter and jelly so you can have your sandwiches for today."
"Maro was active in your absence when he decided to deflower a servant who quit her job from the tyrannical landowner she once worked with. He's not alone, for Gary and Styre are also with him in that slug roe home near the coast."
"It's ironic that three renegade demons are hiding here in the Skalvarg Archipelago, but they can't hide forever in which they're in Abaddon's crosshairs."
"Maro and Styre have imprints of raw power on their bodies. Gary possesses an artificial doll from Darbus Toller's collection in which he not only has a binding link to keep him from being dispossessed, but he has a fragment of an angel tablet in his body. All three have been hiding here to avoid being spotted by Abaddon, for she wants all renegade demons and those loyal to Milverton destroyed."
WAAAAAHHHH!
I heard the sound of Kazuko crying as I noticed Aora holding her in his arms. I would end up scolding my oldest son, but I was too tired to walk due to the pain I endured as I noticed him hand my little one to me. I was looking at her as she stopped fussing in which she was also getting fidgety to the point of being hungry. I didn't blame her as she wanted her due lunch like Giles in which I opened up my kimono to expose my pectorals in which I felt her latching onto me. I didn't have a problem with Kazuko as I continued to nurse her in which she got her due lunch, for she was a small baby after all with plenty of needs.
"Mommy fed Giles earlier," said Aora as he sat down in one of the chairs.
"That's good to hear," I said as I felt Kazuko unlatching from me.
"Tomorrow's Thanksgiving and I can't wait to see a turkey here!"
"There you are, young man!"
I saw Reiko entering into the sitting room as she was ready to lead Aora out just in time for lunch. Still, she was there as she went towards me and took Kazuko out of my arms just in time for a nap. I was elated to have her with me as she gathered up our children out of the sitting room. In my own predicament, I was left alone, but not without Castiel as he was not budging in his duties yet, for he couldn't let me out of his sight yet.
"I know that Thanksgiving is tomorrow, but it's just us for now," I said.
"I never had time for Thanksgiving," said Castiel.
"Recently, some of the Norsemen had a problem with turduckens that blended in with some of their turkeys that were raised by some of the poulterers here. Yesterday, Dirk and Gyatso saved their pocket money to get a turkey, but also had a turducken just in time for tomorrow's dinner."
"In the Elder Days, there was the Pepperjack Turducken Slammer, but there's hardly any sign of monster life except for the drowners who plague the Skalvarg Archipelago."
"That much is true…"
I resumed my knitting as I noticed Castiel finishing off his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. We were ready to have Thanksgiving as it was a time for family, for it was a most peculiar one indeed…
Maro was in the slug roe home as he was laying in bed with Rikken by his side in the middle of the night. Both of them were naked as they were embracing each other after all that they went through. Still, Maro was a Crossroads demon who lived a carefree lifestyle over the centuries as he was seeing those days come to an end due to one choice. He ended up enticing Rikken after taking shelter here to the point of him taking her virginity. He was more than glad that he did that as he was also experiencing something that he never had before. He was falling in love with her as he would do anything to abandon his past and focus on his future. It was the most he could do after getting the short end of the stick all the time, for he wanted it that way as well.
"I will never let you go," he said as he held Rikken close to him.
"You're willing to be with me after you claimed me, aren't you?" she said.
"In life, I was a man who was known as Marilith al-Rahzal in which I was such an unusual playboy in the basic sense while I let my dick fly when it came to banging everything that's preferrably bangable. I had a carefree lifestyle while I lived on the streets of Baghdad during the Islamic Golden Age in which I was also one of the city's resident rent boys just to bang dissatisfied wives whose husbands either spend time with their mistresses or not paying little attention to their needs. That was when I came in just to rent myself out to the highest bidder. I was happy until that fateful night when a wealthy nobleman was found dead in which the true killer got away scott-free. As for me, however, I was arrested, tried, and sentenced to death in which my soul went to the bowels of Hell and that's where I met Abaddon who gave me an offer to be part of her group."
"Did you accept it?"
"No… I never wanted to be anywhere near her because of her explosive temper every time she doesn't get her way. I ruffled her feathers so much that I spent four months, or perhaps forty years in Hell, just to hear her screaming at me in that infernal dungeon that was crafted from the blood and bone of those who were sent downstairs in the first place. That bitch tried to break me until I accepted an offer from Lilith, who wanted some demons to do some dirty work to earn some pocket change. I accepted the offer and became a Crossroads demon in which I targeted the lowest of the low, which were greedy and corrupt officials who didn't give a flying fuck about those beneath them."
"You have a moral code despite the fact that use it to punish the wicked."
"It's been said that good things happen to bad people while the worst happen to the most innocent or gullible. It is what it is, but—"
It wasn't long until Maro heard a sound of a door opening at the front as he got up from the bed and put on his glasses, nightclothes, and robe to see what was going on. When he got out of his room, he noticed Styre in the kitchen as he was busy at the larger ovens in which he was cooking something for tomorrow's dinner. It was a turducken that was slow-cooking in the oven as the smell of it filled the room. Even Gary was making an effort as he was busy cooking a turkey in the other oven, for it was a Thanksgiving feast for those who lived in the slug roe home.
"You just had to do some cooking, didn't you?" said Maro.
"Tomorrow's Thanksgiving, man," said Styre as he was sitting next to the first oven. "We ain't serving fried chicken or collards because of the fact that turkey is king of the dinners."
"And Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum are busy manning the kitchen at two in the morning."
"Slow-cooking a turkey and turducken takes up to a decent ten hours so it can be well-done and falling off the bone," said Gary. "It's a feast for us anyway in which we're more than blessed to be here in this slug roe home than be killed by Abaddon's firing squad."
"And the two of you are also making a green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, and stuffing for your troubles. As for dessert, you'll end up baking a few pies in which it'll attract the attention of the captain of the Hunter Corps' seventh squad."
"It's for us anyway and your woman," said Styre. "Besides, there are no holidays in Hell anyway."
Maro watched Gary and Styre continue to cook the turkey and turducken as he went straight back to his room. He never knew of any form of holidays in which it was very foreign to him, for he was stuck with not only Rikken, who steered him on the straight and narrow, but Gary and Styre as well. He may not be used to them, but he had to make an effort into getting along with them in this time of uncertainty…
I was up the next morning as I was in the kitchen helping to make dinner in which I spotted the turducken in the larger oven slowly cooking away. I was simply dozing off as I was trying hard to fight off the sleep in which I later heard the sound of footsteps coming and going. Getting up with the cane in my hand, I was going into the further rooms of the kitchen as I felt my knees buckling under pressure until Castiel appeared out of nowhere and caught me in time. He was also alert like me as he was also smelling something other than the turducken that was in the larger oven. We went towards one of the rooms as we spotted Dirk and Gyatso sitting there in which they were staring at a turkey that was cooking in the oven in a roaster. Both of them were tired after putting that bird in the oven to begin with as they were dozing off after all that effort, for I had to thank them for their effort.
"It seems that the both of you were cooking a turkey while the turducken is there in the larger oven," I said. "You're getting better at it after two years in our exile together."
"We bought two turkeys from the poulterer," said Gyatso as he woke up.
"But there's one turkey, not two in the oven."
"There's two in that cramped roaster," said Castiel.
"The poulterer gave us an extra turkey," said Dirk as he woke up. "Sadly, there were two roasters, but the turducken was in one of them. As for the turkeys, there was a clever way of cooking them in the four hours that we put it in there in the oven."
PING!
I heard the timer go off as I saw Dirk and Gyatso open up the oven as they put on oven mitts to get out the turkey in the roaster. When they placed it on the table, they unveiled what they cooked as I was in for a shock. What I saw was a mess in the form of a sex joke as I saw the main turkey complete with the other one that was broken down and tied with twine to get it in there. Even Castiel was shocked to see it as he never saw anything like it before, for it was something that was mainly to be kept away from prying eyes just in time for dinner.
"That's one dirty bird," said Castiel as he was staring at the turkey.
"We had to get the other turkey to fit in the roaster anyway," said Gyatso.
"You boys are in serious trouble," I said.
"There's a lot of us, Sam," said Dirk. "We had to do it so we can have extra turkey for the others."
"And there you have it. You boys just made yourselves a turkey dildo just now."
"I'm all for the turkey dildo," said Castiel as he was still staring at the monstrosity on the table.
It wasn't long until Reiko was up as she was in the kitchen in which she saw the sight of food porn on display in the form of one turkey getting shoved into the other one. When she noticed Dirk and Gyatso at the mercy of me, they were afraid of getting into further trouble as she never expected them to fit the two turkeys in the roaster to begin with. When she inspected the sight of food sex on the counter, she grabbed a fork as she poked into it as she found it to be tender and moist despite the fact that there were two turkeys in one roaster.
"I never expected the two of you to cook them in a cramped space, but you should also be aware of what you made in the form of inappropriate viewing," she said.
"We're sorry, Reiko," said Gyatso.
"I know that you and Dirk were trying to fit two turkeys, but there's only one that can fit."
"And the second turkey turned out to be like a giant dildo," I said as I noticed Reiko staring at me.
"You should be cautious in saying those words, Sammy. They're not meant for children anyway. What you said earlier is mainly a private toy for grown-ups to play with when the children are in bed for the night."
"Well, the first turkey is right on the receiving end of the one that got shoved into it," said Dirk.
"There's been enough sex ed for the rest of the morning," I said as I was embarrassed by what was going on. "We've got plenty of turkey and turducken for Thanksgiving. All we need now are the side dishes and desserts to worry about."
I covered up the "sex joke" with the top part of the roaster as I noticed the boys going towards the front of the kitchen to check up on the turducken. What I also didn't expect was that the girls were busy making the rest of the dinner as they were also making the pumpkin pie for dessert. Everyone was there with me on Thanksgiving as it was also the funniest of all…
Maro was in the living room of the slug roe home as he was busy cleaning up while Rikken was helping out with the rest. He was there to tend to everything as he refused to leave her side in which it was not like him to fall in love with her. Throughout the centuries in life and as a Crossroads demon, he had a knack for being in his usual carefree lifestyle as he was staring directly at Rikken, the one who was destined to bring him away from all sin. That night together when she fled here to the slug roe home next to the lighthouse sealed Maro's fate so clearly as he refused to let her go, for he had someone that was just as naughty as he was.
In a much broader sense, he was changing as he was abandoning his carefree lifestyle for something a little more than just the typical one-night stands that he often spent with other people. He was becoming more human as he still had a moral code when it came to punishing the wicked. He was willing to protect Rikken as he once pleasured her the moment she came into this slug roe home from the rain. In that moment, he was wanting more pleasure with her as he was staring at the myriad of condoms that he had at his disposal. He was wanting her again as he took out a condom and was ready to pounce on her.
"It seems that one night is never enough for you," said Rikken as she looked at Maro.
"You're the hardest conquest that I ever had," he said as he scooped her up and took her into his room. "Your feel of me made you feel a lot better than what you anticipated and I could never get enough of you."
"Are you like that with the other people you get with?"
"Sometimes, I want the feel of women feeling at my cock, but not without the usual protection in mind. I can also be on the receiving end when I often give them the best night of their lives. For the record, I've mostly used what I have here, but a night of unprotective sex with you was a first for me."
"That was when you took my virginity in which your cock kept going. Oh, how it felt good…"
It wasn't long until Maro laid Rikken on the bed as he was ready to take her once more. Even though both of them were in their robes, they were more than likely to be ready for another round as they looked at each other's eyes. At that moment, Maro was kissing at Rikken's lips as he was more than likely to leave his old habits behind the moment he opened up her robe and touched at her breasts. He was ready to take her as he had the condom in his hand just in time to make the next move. He was ready to take her until he noticed her grabbing at his member in which the feel of it made him aroused. With their robes taken off, they were ready to give further pleasure as Maro felt his member harden up with such intensity to the point of him unwrapping the condom and putting it on. With Rikken's legs spread, he took point and went deep inside of her as she was starting to feel more aroused with a sensual desire. The feel of his hot member pulsating inside the inner walls between her legs were more than enough to have her crying for more.
"Oh, I want you so badly!" she yelled as she felt Maro delving deeper with the head of his member.
It wasn't long until she felt him sucking on one of her breasts as she wanted so much more from him. The loss of her virginity made her feel more liberated as she wanted the man who took it to bring his beastly passions onto her. She was enjoying the feel of him as she was wrapping her legs around him and not letting go. She didn't care if he was a Crossroads demon as she felt him giving her his all in which she couldn't get enough of what she was craving. Her body continued to feel more orgasmic as she was going beyond the climax from the man who claimed her, for he was going hard and not stopping.
"Oh, how I enjoy your cock!" she yelled. "Oh, yeah!; fuck me real hard! Oh, I love it!"
Maro continued to give Rikken the pleasure she was wanting as she was holding onto him for dear life in this interlude. He couldn't get enough of her as he was giving her enough pleasure that one can handle in intervals. By the time they finally reached their climax, Maro was keeping up on Rikken as she was on the verge of losing it in which she was happy to get more from him, for this was the reward of pain and pleasure that she was subjected to.
"Oh, I'm coming!" she yelled.
It wasn't long until Rikken gushed as Maro also became tired from the pleasure that he gave her. He was fully sated as he pulled out of her and removing the spent condom and tossing it in the wastebasket next to the bed. When he laid beside her, he was staring at her as he saw the pain and pleasure that was in her eyes. He was just as tired as she was as he was now fine with the "sloppy seconds" that he had with her. She was his and he wouldn't let anyone take her away from him as he saw her snuggle close to him, for he had the best conquest of his life.
"I've always went hard with the men and women who wanted pleasure from me, but I'm perfectly happy with the sloppy seconds that came with what I delved into," he said. "From the first time that I saw you, my whole outlook, due to the imprint of raw power that I have, ended up changing me in many ways than one."
"It's ironic that I'm in the same bed as you," said Rikken as she sat up. "I know that when you took me the first time, it hurt. As for now, you kept me wanting more."
"I'm glad that you feel that way, for this is my way of keeping myself occupied here."
"I love the feel of your cock. It made me come, too." Maro sits up as he touches at Rikken's long hair. "You're not like any other man who tried their damnedest to take me before you."
"No…, but after this, it's time for a feast to commence."
Maro got up from the bed as he put on his robe in which Rikken did the same. Staring out the window of the castle was the festive feast of everything that came towards Thanksgiving. Both Maro and Rikken were starting to feel mutual towards each other as they were also more than likely to be overseeing a feast of their own, for the slug roe home was festive enough as it is.
"Everyone in the castle is celebrating Thanksgiving there," said Rikken. "I know that there's a family in there, but it'll be one huge feast if we went there someday..."
"I know, but technically, I only crashed into the heavily warded place to save Sam from certain death," said Maro. "Sadly, I can't go further into the boudoir without walking into Devil's Traps all the live long."
"At least you have this slug roe home."
"And at least I have Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum stuck here on food detail. The turducken is gonna be great with all the trimmings, but there's no andouille sausage to stuff it in."
"It seems that you've observed Thanksgiving over the centuries, didn't you?"
"Thanksgiving has been around since the time of the Mayflower Pilgrims coming towards North America on Earth. Their first guests in the Thanksgiving mythos were the Native Americans who came here before them. Many centuries later, the holiday has been celebrated everywhere in which it is heavily observed by the Order of Letters. Despite the real fact that the Mayflower Pilgrims brought disease and the mythos of familial love and prosperity, Thanskgiving will always be the true concept of family and every year, there's the usual Macy's Day Parade, a college football game, a dog show, and the premiere of none other than the Christmas classic, It's a Wonderful Life on repeat."
"Hey! Get your asses in the kitchen! It's turkey time!"
Maro and Rikken decided to dress in their nightclothes as there was nothing better to do other than stay put for now. By the time they left the room, they went towards the kitchen as they washed their hands in the sink in which they saw the spread of food that was on the table. The sight of the turducken and turkey were a feast for the eyes as Gary and Styre were bringing in the rest. With the mashed potatoes and gravy on display along with the green bean casserole, it was a feast in which they were also eating together as a makeshift family, for they were here together in the slug roe home.
"There's no time to say grace, but we'll be happy to eat it," said Styre as he took some turducken and some green bean casserole on his plate. "It's ironic that some of this shit is salty, but with me having an imprint of raw power, I'm immune to it. Do you know how many salted peanuts I ate 'cause the unsalted ones are so bland."
"You're not the only one," said Gary as he grabbed a turkey leg and put it in his plate with the mashed potatoes and gravy. "I developed an immunity to salt in which I not only fit into this soulless doll's meatsuit, but I obtained a fragment of an angel tablet during my battles against the Executive Division. It also gave me an edge, but if this war comes to an end, I would spend the rest of my days being human instead of a demon."
"It seems that we're all in the same boat," said Maro as he put some food on his plate. "We're just a few renegade demons with bull's-eyes on our backs ever since Milverton got his ass handed to him by Abaddon. Ever since she became Queen of Hell, she's been cleaning house by getting rid of any demon who has either gone rogue or heavily loyal to Milverton."
"And this Abaddon…," said Rikken as she was getting food. "She got angry at you when you spurned her, but I don't know her whole story about her. All I know is that you got dealt a bad hand in all of this."
"Abaddon is a Knight of Hell and in the Middle Days, she tailed Cain after he married his sweetheart, Cordelia. Even though he was known as the Father of Murder, he wanted to change his life for the better until Abaddon intervened and killed his wife out of jealousy. He wants her dead, but he was also going against the orders of the Royalists who held sway, including Azazel. As for Abaddon, on the other hand, she kept doing her duty until by eventually harvesting souls to add to Hell's army for the big dance. Before the Elder Slaughter of 1958 occurred, the past self of the Alecrian Emperor went in with a female accomplice named Josie Sands to foil the attempt, only for the latter to allow Abaddon to possess her. As for the past self of the Alecrian Emperor, he was in a long time interstice that kept him at bay, only to interfere with time twice: once in 1972 and again in 2013 in which he met his demise, but not without giving his grandsons of old a key to the Men of Letters bunker that was located in Lebanon, Kansas.
"The Winchesters of Old resided there for the rest of their days until the bunker was closed forever in 2020, but not without the presence of Abaddon causing a ruckus. Crowley, who was the King of Hell, was facing stiff competition with that ginger-haired harlot in which he wanted her gone for all eternity. That was also when the Dean Winchester of Old came for the ride in which he visited Cain and gave him the Mark to power the First Blade. At that point, Abaddon died from being killed such a crude weapon that was forged by a jaw of a donkey, but in the centuries that passed, she was resurrected after the battle in the Middle Ground's most revered places, El Castillo Blanco. It was at that point when she wanted to do her damnedest to get rid of any obstacle in her way, which led to the slaughter of the Bonnefoy family on Alecrast and the Mirchaias family on Trost. Both families were in charge of helping Ferdinand securing the Empty until Abaddon seeped through. The last survivors of their families live, but one of them had a fling with an Orc and the other serves alongside Captain Wickham on the Thunderstruck as one of his crewmembers."
It wasn't long until the door from the front opened as Maro got up from the kitchen to see who was there. What he didn't expect was that I was there as I was also walking with the cane that Bruce gave me. Still, I was out of my element as I was taking a long break from cooking and caring for everyone as I also couldn't say no to those who wanted me to have time for myself, for I had to know what was going on.
"Holy ass-crackers!" yelled Styre as he saw me there in person when he rushed out of the kitchen.
"Well, Sam," said Maro. "Did you come here to gloat?"
"No," I said as I sat down in a chair. "I was intent on taking care of the newborns, but Reiko didn't want me doing too much after the debacle with the turkey that my wards made earlier."
"Is it the turkey dildo?" asked Styre.
"Yes, it's the turkey dildo, but now's not the time to be gloating on Thanksgiving."
"Well, Mr. Can't-Keep-It-In-His-Pants got a little frisky," said Gary as he stepped out of the kitchen as he pointed at Maro. "His main squeeze is in there, but she quit her job as one of Rorik Svalgarsson's scullery maids in which they—"
"—Eventually hit the hay? Cass told me everything without the prying eyes and ears of the children present."
It wasn't long until Rikken came out of the kitchen as she saw me there in which she knelt in reverence. She heard stories about my adventures before in which she also became aware of how I got to where I am. Still, the words from Bishop Enrico shook her to the core as she also didn't want to face the wrath from his rhetoric or those who preached the gospel of Reikology, for I was also known as the Holy Father in that category.
"Reiko be praised," she said. "O Holy Father, you have shown up to bless us in this time of uncertainty.
"There's no need to bow to me," I said as I noticed Rikken getting up. "I'm no stranger to seeing people using honorifics towards me, but this is way too much to my caliber of work. As for the religion that sprouted in Reiko's name, she told me about how that blowhard of a bishop used scare tactics in the form of leprosy to those who didn't bow in reverence to her."
"So you know about Reikology," said Maro. "It's been the new religion that originated on Baratheon after the downfall of the religious tyrant, Father Warren. It's also said that several Barathites from the slums have praised Reiko's presence as a boon that drove out a snake in sheep's clothing."
"Religion is a double-edged sword. It can help you gain solace or it can destroy you."
"Well, Lady Reiko said that Bishop Enrico can stick it in his poopy-hole if he doesn't like the peaceful aspects of Reikology instead of the 'fire and brimstone' tactics," said Styre. "She may look meek, but her presence speaks volumes, I can tell you that. She also has a knack to keep her ailing husband in convalescence as well."
I was reminded of Reiko's presence giving me an edge as I was mainly the resident pushover, but in a good way due to the convalescence I still had. It didn't matter as I also couldn't get enough of her in which Maro was also feeling a lingering sense of warmth towards Rikken. For the record, it was Thanksgiving, but we also had to hold on to what we had, for family has never ended with blood in this time of both war and uncertainty…
To be continued...