3. Sydney
Everyone but Wrathhog was here, and a little dazed, but completely fine.
Kujo was being totally cool about the fact that I blew up his entire family.
Satan being the big bad felt logical, but that also could just be marketing from the mortal realm.
He seemed to be the only one who actually gave a shit about finding Lucifer, and I didn’t think he was faking that.
Kujo kept staring at me, and I didn’t know if he was pissed at me. If I could have ripped cancer’s testicles off and then choked it with them for taking my mom, I would have, but I also had a very different relationship with my mother.
“Shit, dude, you’re mad.”
“Killer, you probably saved my life. The only thing I’m half mad at is that I didn’t get to see them die. You have no idea what those people did to me.”
“I only met her a few times, but she was nasty. The rest of them weren’t any better. They thought Nero, and I were lower than dirt and our kind should be exterminated.”
“The rest of them were starting to mess with our minds when she tried to attack Kujo. Whoever told them Kujo was developing into a strong seer had to have told them they’d protect them for going after Wrathhog,” Nero said.
“That’s why I don’t think Satan is the bad guy,” I said.
“Even if he secretly hated Lucifer, he treats his daughter the way Mom treated me. If Mom were planning a hostile takeover of an entire realm and were lying to me about it, she’d never put me in a position where I’d get hurt.
He’s like, seven feet tall and his thighs are the size of my waist. Can you even fit enough drugs on a dart to take him out? ”
“All the plants here were brought over from the mortal realm, including psychedelic mushrooms and plants you can get high on. They didn’t know that at the time; they just grabbed everything.
There’s magic in Hell and the atmosphere is different.
It wasn’t just the animals that changed over time.
They are loads more potent than their Earth counterparts now.
If someone knew the right combination, they could totally take out an angel.
If that’s actually the case and we aren’t all being played,” Kujo said.
“It’s your theory, dude, so you can be the one to bring it up to Satan.”
“No way. I’m not stupid. You’re the one who can take killing magic from a Fury and blow people up. You do it. You have no problem being a menace to the other princes.”
“You do bring up their daddy issues a lot, but we should probably avoid asking the Prince of Wrath if he’s trying to overthrow Hell.”
“For the record, I’m not,” Satan said.
I shrieked, and my wings were the only thing that stopped me from jumping fifty feet.
“Shit, wear a bell. How are you so quiet with big, stompy feet?”
“War, Sydney. It’s ugly, and it changes you.
We weren’t fighting faceless enemies. We were fighting our brothers.
Those of us you’ve met are the only ones who lived through the rebellion.
Some of them I don’t much like anymore, but I don’t want to hurt them.
Lucifer and Abaddon are about the only two whose company I enjoy, and Abaddon prefers the company of an incubus.
It wasn’t me who kidnapped him, but I still don’t know who did. ”
For what it was worth, I believed him. It looked like Nero and Celix did too. Kujo must have had more trust issues than I did because he looked like he had a heaping dose of doubt.
Honestly, one of us should, because if it wasn’t Satan, someone knew all our business.