Chapter 22
Iget lifted off the ground while groaning in pain and see that it’s Beelzebub, who swiftly runs me back to Hell’s gate. “What the fuck happened?” I cry out.
“Michael happened,” he shouts as we pass into Hell and drops with me to the floor.
“I’ve heard he was strong, but that’s not just strong, that was biblical levels of wrath,” I retort.
I wince, getting to my feet. The severe stinging pain covers my whole body from Michael’s attack. Slowly walking further into Hell, Beelzebub mutters through agony. “We need to tell Lucifer what happened.”
Looking back I see he has deep slashes across his body and is missing his hand.
How is Michael that strong? Beelzebub is one of the strongest beings in Hell and didn’t stand a chance against Michael’s fury.
We work our way to the Counsel of the Fallen chamber. When we open the doors I see Abaddon sitting with her feet up on the table.
“What happened to you two?” she asks.
“Go now summon Lord Luci,” Beelzebub starts.
“I’m already here,” Lucifer cuts him off. “I see you had a run in with my brother Michael,” he snickers.
“Yes, my Lord, right as we were about to kill Evander, Michael appeared and completely decimated us,” Beelzebub groans through gurgling bloody coughs.
A sinister presence enters the room behind Lucifer. A black mist flows through the space, emanating from a thirteen-foot-tall, muscular creature with long, wide jagged black horns and fiery red skin.
His deep glowing red eyes scan the room and his wide, evil smile filled with fangs permanently affixed on its face. Between its horns sat a black-gold, spiked crown with a pentagram and a goat head in the center.
In a deep demonic reverberating voice it says as it sees the condition I’m in. “Lilith my child, what has happened to you?”
“My Lord Satan, I was not expecting you, please forgive me for…” I start, but am cut off.
“There is nothing to forgive, daughter, it was Lucifer’s fault for not being there to protect you,” Satan remarks, walking into the chamber as his evil presence fills the room. His four large black and red draconic wings become visible. He walks over to me.
“Let me look at you.” He reaches down, lifting my chin so our eyes meet.
He leans, opening his mouth wide enough to engulf my head and then a high pitched scream rings out, as the black mist flows up my legs and a red mist with balls of golden light billow out from his mouth.
As I’m completely engulfed, the mists combine and swirl together as the scream turns into a deafening screech. The orbs begin to shine with a brilliant and blinding light as they circle me.
All at once the mist and orbs crash into my body, the pain instantly dissipates as I feel his pure malevolent essence fill me. Then suddenly the light vanishes, the screeching stops and the room goes silent.
“There, my child, those souls will help you recover,” he says as he steps away.
It feels like lightning and fire are in my veins as I look at my arms and legs. The burns are gone and I feel so much stronger.
“Your brother has become a thorn in my side, Lucifer,” he snaps aggressively, grabbing the back of his chair.
“Then why don’t you do something about him yourself? Oh yeah that’s right, you’re afraid of him since he was the one that drove you back here,” Lucifer snaps back, looking up at Satan.
“My Lords, we have unsettling news,” Beelzebub starts to say.
“I’ve heard enough from you, whelp, I want to hear what my daughter has to say,” Satan commands before looking at me.
“Lord, we had the upper hand and as Rathor was absorbing the soul of one of the Lycans, Evander managed to free her, sever his right arm and kill Rathor,” I reply with a slight quiver in my voice.
“What did they do with the arm?” he asks.
I think for a second. “The last thing that I remember is Michael saying they needed to take it with them,” I answer.
“You lost so much, my child, you lost all of your Knights except for Abaddon here, and you lost your greatest victory against Heaven with the death of Rathor,” Satan replies, trying to calm me.
He quickly snaps his gaze to Abaddon. “Where were you when this happened?” he barks.
“As you know, my Lord, I have rather had a deep indignation for Lilith’s pet Rathor. He…”
He moves to her almost as if he is floating and cuts her off.
“I don’t care how you felt about him, he was one of the strongest weapons we ever forged and Lucifer gave a direct order that the rest of the Knights would assist,” he snaps, grabbing her by the waist with one hand and lifting her off the ground.
His long sharp fingers almost completely encircle her. “You’re lucky I don’t devour you,” he threatens, running his long serpent tongue across his fangs.
“Put her down!” Lucifer shouts, getting to his feet.
“Who do you think you are to command me about, Fallen One,” Satan snaps back, turning around facing Lucifer, he then tosses Abaddon over the table toward me. They both flare their wings, bowing up to each other, trying to assert dominance.
“You couldn’t stand up to Michael, what makes you think you can do the same to me?” Lucifer shouts.
The tension in the room thickens as absolute power pulses from both of them.
Reluctantly, I step between them. “You see what Michael has done to me, my Knights and your hoards. Take it out on him, I want Evander’s head mounted on my wall, so every day I can drive my dagger into his skull for what he did.
It’s going to take both of you to ensure that Michael doesn’t interfere next time,” I shout and as I do that electric feeling I have running through me explodes and a shockwave hits everyone in the chamber.
They gaze upon me and I notice that black and red mist is swirling around my arms. My wings no longer have the bat-like membrane; it is now a blazing deep red fire. What the hell happened to me?
“Beautiful, isn’t it my dear,” Satan says with a dark awe tinged in his voice.
“What is this?” I ask.
“This is the new strength I have bestowed upon you, with the souls of the damned I have gifted to you. With this power you should have no problem exacting your revenge upon Evander,” he says, then looks around before continuing.
“There is something special that I am preparing for you, my dear. Come find me when Lucifer is done with you.” Black mist envelopes him and he vanishes.
Curious about what he just said, I look to Lucifer.
“I do have a gift for you, follow me,” he commands. We walk out of the room and down to where I normally would meet up with my Knights. As we round the corner I see seven demons standing there, all clad in my Knights armor.
Furious at this, I growl, my hands shaking as I’m about to lunge at them and kill them all.
“Calm down, this isn’t what you think,” Lucifer snaps, sensing my anger. “These are your newest Knights, hand picked by me personally.”
“I can’t just replace the centuries of combat experience with this pathetic bunch,” I grumble as I approach them, looking them over.
“These are my strongest kings and with a bit of help they will serve you well in the coming battles and if not then cannon fodder works just as well.” He laughs.
“If you are going to be Knights of Hell then you have one law to live by and that is: I am your master, my word is law. If you disagree I will kill you without hesitation,” I command, and feel one of them gaze at me as I walk past.
“Do you like what you see? What’s your name?” I ask seductively.
“Jodohr,” he responds with a grin.
“Well, Jodohr, remember this,” I say as I aggressively grab his cock and squeeze. “I am not here for your pleasure. You are here for mine!” I snap, ripping his cock off and throwing it to the ground.
He falls to the floor screaming and the others are now afraid to look at me. “Good, now we are all on the same page. So what’s next, my Lord?” I ask, licking the blood from my fingers.
“Well that was a bit excessive,” he growls, then groans.
“Anyways, the remaining six are Corvinus, Abraxas, Furcas, Morax, Leonard and Andras,” Lucifer says, looking at the Knights.
“Get him up and follow your new master,” he commands.
“Lilith, go to Satan like he requested with your new Knights,” he says, then walks off.
As we make our trip through the nine circles of Hell, I can’t help myself as we pass through the second circle, Lust. I pleasure myself with a few succubus and incubus. After traversing the remaining circles we finally arrive at the final one.
Before us is a towering sinister looking castle made of black stone centered in between three volcanos. The drawbridge is down since he is expecting us. The closer we get the heavier the air becomes, as his presence of evil thickens it.
“I am sorry, my child, I forgot how long it takes you to travel to me, come in,” Satan’s voice reverberates off the castle halls.
We reach the center of the castle where his courtyard stands with black thorned vines and blood red roses surrounding the perimeter. He is standing in the center of a massive pentagram with demonic sigils.
As we approach, I see he has the body of a Seraphim on a stone table at the edge of the pentagram. He is repeatedly digging a dagger into it and carving demonic symbols into its chest.
“I thought I would be finished with this task before you arrived, but killing this was a bit harder than I anticipated,” he says with a demonic chuckle.
Putting the dagger down, he walks around the table. “Let’s see what we have here,” he murmurs, looking over who I brought. “Well, my daughter, this simply won’t do.”
He jumps to the air, “Lilith, step out of the pentagram,” he commands and I immediately obey.
He then flies in a circle around the Knights, forcing them to the center.
Once they are in position he opens his jaw like with me and that same red mist covers them, as that screech rings out.
But there is a difference this time: the orbs aren’t there.
The mist then seeps into them and disappears.
“They have been made stronger now and they will obey your every command, my child,” he says as he lands next to me.
“Did you give them the same power you gave me?” I ask.
“No, I only enhanced what they already had. With you I imbued you with souls, making you much stronger than them and slightly more powerful than all of the Archdemons in Hell.” He continues to explain, as we watch the Knights look around bewildered by what just happened.
“Now on to the main reason that you are here,” he says walking back to the table, picking up the Seraphim. Turning he moves to the center of the pentagram and places it down. Before spreading the wings out, and lays the arms straight out to its sides and moves its legs about shoulder width apart.
Once in position he chants a few demonic words and four spikes shoot up from the ground, penetrating its wrists and ankles, securing it in place.
He continues chanting and the sigils begin to glow red as the earth starts to quake. He chants louder and the symbols on its chest burst into flame. The wings fade to black and the body begins to convulse.
The tremors get more violent and the lights grow brighter. The angel’s skin begins to change to red and black. Its face bones crack and shift, its teeth fall out as fangs push through.
As he is chanting he reaches down, placing his palm on its chest and raises his other hand.
I see a black ball of light descend, he grabs it and slams it into the center of the angel’s chest. When he does, it lets out a scream that I recognize.
It can’t be. Michael killed him.
The lights fade as Satan stops chanting and the quakes cease.
“Welcome back, Agares,” he says.
Rushing over to them, I see that it is in fact him. Though he looks a bit different now, his face is the same. “How is this possible?” I ask.
“When Michael killed Agares he didn’t use his sword, so I was able to not only resurrect him but do so in a Seraphim’s body, making him stronger in the process,” Satan explains.
“Lilith what’s going on, what happened?” Agares asks, as we pick him up, freeing him from the spikes.
“I will explain everything to you, but for now let’s revel in the fact that you’re back,” I answer.
“Lilith, use him and Abaddon to prepare your Knights, because the next time we march upon Heaven we will slaughter them all, and I will feed on Michael’s soul!” Satan shouts with a sadistic laugh as we all cheer.