I've studied the art of war
To defeat an enemy
You must know them
Not by their tactics
But their history, philosophy,
I've studied the art of war
To defeat an enemy
You must know them
Not by their tactics
But their history, philosophy,
Facts over fiction
Logic over ignorance
Mind over matter
Science surrounds us
It is life, it is death, I
Trust its principles
Be strong and be smart
Go out today, go and make
Rosemary, Dominic, Joshua, Krystal, Kayleigh, and Ashley all raced back to the basement to resume their party. They couldn't stop talking about what an awesome fight they just witnessed. An archangel battling against a giant demon. Two veterans of an ancient war that ravaged across many realms reengaged not to hold domain of this world, or determine the fate of souls, but rather to gain respect for one another. To feel the thrill of battle once more course through their veins. A thrilling battle of immortal combat it was. Their attacks shook the very neighborhood they lived in. It was like watching a superhero battle from their favorite comic book movies up close, or video game characters from a fighting game come to life, or the tale of David and Goliath... on superpowered steroids.
The group was divided on who they believed won. While there was no real victor but there was no real loser either. One half boasted that Mike, the archangel, was the winner with the other half defended that Moloch, Dominic's monstrous father, held his ground. Regardless, they all agreed that that fight, and all six of them just hanging out together, made this the best night ever.
"That was, like, totally awesome!" Krystal cheered.
"Very awesome!" Dominic joined in.
"That was a battle of biblical proportions," Joshua proclaimed. "just don't tell my mom I said that."
Rosie said, "Alright, let's get back to our game night. Dom, why don't you see if you can take on Ash in Major Rager."
"I think I'll pass," Dominic sadly said. "How about Ash goes against Kayleigh? I'll sit out."
Dominic walked to the snack table and helped himself to what was left of the pizza slices. Confused, everyone but Rosemary and Ashley placed themselves at the from of the large flatscreen TV. The two friends looked worried for the demon boy, who isolated himself from the others. They then approached the table where Dominic was filling his plate full of cold snacks.
"Hey," Rosemary said. "what's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Dominic fibbed, paying no attention to the two humans who tried comforting him.
"Is it something that Ash said?" She asked again.
"Well, that's just it," Dominic retorted. "she hasn't said anything to me. I don't think she likes me all."
Both Rosemary and Ashley gasped at Dominic's comment. Rosie defended, "What? That's crazy. Of course she likes you."
"But when I first talked to her earlier she ignored me. And then when I smelled blood, she just stared at me when I asked if she was hurt. Help me out here? You obviously speak girl."
Rosemary looked onto Ash and replied, "Okay."
Dominic watched closely to see if Rosemary could get her friend to communicate. She lifted her hands before her face and gave Ashley a mixture of hand signals. Ashley said nothing but relayed similar hand motions. Back and forth the girls signaled one another, much to Dominic's surprise.
"What's going on here?" The baffled imp asked.
"Speaking girl, obviously," Rosemary answered. "this is called sign language."
"Sign language? Like for—oh!" Dominic held his forked tongue. He felt lucky that his skin was red otherwise everyone would have seen how embarrassed he was. "I didn't know."
Ashley signed to Dominic while Rosemary translated. "It's cool. Don't worry about it. I went deaf when I was four years old due to a genetic condition called autosomal recessive Alport syndrome. It affects my kidneys by damaging the tiny blood vessels, leading to kidney disease and kidney failure. It can also affect my hearing, though no one is sure how the two are connected. It's only recently that my kidneys started acting up. A usual sign of this is blood in my urine."
"So the blood I smelled was..." Dominic awkwardly said.
"Yeah, that's kinda gross that you detected that." Ash signed. "Sadly, there's no cure for it, and sooner or later my kidneys will completely fail and I'll need a transplant."
Ashley shook her head and signed again. "Please don't be. I know I might be in some pain as I grow older but I'm going to live my life to the fullest. There's medications I take to help treat the symptoms, which is a good start. That's why I want to be a biophysicist like my dad when I grow up, so I can find cures for all kinds of diseases. And you don't need to have Rosie translate for you all the time. I can read lips too. Just treat me like any other kid and we're good. Besides, I think it's so cool you're a demon from Hell."
"Really?" Dominic gleefully said, "Thanks!"
"Hey Dominic," Joshua called from the sofa. "we got an extra controller if you want to join."
Dominic waved to Ash and Rosie before teleporting himself to a cozy spot next to Joshua and Kayleigh. He gladly took the spare game controller from Joshua and joined in on the first-person shooter action. Rosemary smiled at the sight of all her friends, mortal and demonic, getting along so well. Before she could join them she looked at Ashley, who gave her a mischievous smirk.
"What?" Rosie hesitantly requested.
Ashley signed, "Your boyfriend's pretty cute."
Rosemary laughed and signed back, "He's not my boyfriend. But he is cute."
One thing I've noticed whenever I'm doing parts for a story arc in one of my 'Sins of the Father' stories that there are occasionally readers who pop up in the middle of the story and hit like. Not that this is a bad thing but I feel that you maybe missing out on what is happening in the overall story. So that's why for each new part I'm including links in the comment section for previous parts to help readers catch up. If you jump in and read in the middle of the arcs again, please head down to the comments and click on the links so you can read the rest. Fill free to hit like, repost, and/or comment on those stories to, and I will tag you when the next part of the story is posted. If you need help finding these parts you can scroll through my profile page, or send me a personal message and I can copy and paste a link to the parts.
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The outskirts of Brimstone echoed with the roars of a wild motorcycle riding through the night. Carmen and Lilith zoomed all around the winding road of a towering cliff side, still screaming and cheering along the way. The wind breezed through their hair as they road through the cool night air. Their crazed smiles never ceased after they left Dante's. At the top the motorcycle putted to a creasing halt, finally out of gas. Both Carmen and Lilith jumped off the dead motorcycle, still thrilled about their wild ride.
"You have officially made this," Carmen said estatically. "the best girls night I've had in a while."
"Likewise, Carmen." Lilith gratefully said.
The women tossed their helmets off to the gravel road. Lilith paused. Her lavender eyes enchanted by the luminous light of the pale moon. Her feet guided her hypnotically to the edge of the cliff like she fell for the moon's siren call. She swatted a seat onto the soft green grass, eyes still fixated towards the full sphere that hung in the starlight sky.
"Amazing." Lilith whispered. "I never realized that the moon was that big. It's truly beautiful."
Carmen quietly lingered over to her demon friend and planted a seat next to her. Her eyes were fixed to the succubus. She was shocked to see how such a beautiful creature could be so captivated by something as simple as the moon. But perhaps Lilith deemed this grand sight a true spectacle outside her natural home. Her home, a world full of darkness, shadows, and flames. Never to be graced by the gift the moon gives. Lilith's beaming adoration was enough for a smile to curl on Carmen's face, happy that she was able to give a friend something she, or her species, would never have in a lifetime.
"Hey, I thought we could share this." Lilith then pulled out a large glass bottle from her purse, shaking the liquid contents inside. "I fenced it from the boss' secret hiding area."
"You mean his sock drawer?" Mrs. Gravely chuckled. "That's the same place he always uses whenever he tries to hide something that he doesn't want anyone to find."
Lilith's thumb popped off the bottle's cork. She quickly sucked down a small amount of booze and handed it off to her human companion. "Here, have a sip of this. Careful, it's a little strong."
Carmen shrugged and gladly the bottle. The booze was odd. It was odorless and transparent. Shrugging once more she took a sip of the contents. To her a little strong was exaggerated. The powerful booze burned down her throat like she swallowed fresh lava. She almost coughed it out but managed to keep it down before she handed it back to the succubus.
"Strong, huh?" She choked.
"Well what do you expect when this stuff was brewed straight from Hell? Just keep drinking, it'll water down."
"Okay, despite some strong alcohol, I'm honestly having a lot of fun with you. Everybody I know says I'm no fun. Heh, that's kinda true. I mean I took my daughters to a board meeting thinking that would be fun."
"Rubbish! You're loads of fun, love. To be honest, I've sort felt a bit envious of you. You've got a fancy house, a hot talk show job, a darling husband, and a couple of twee girls. There's some folks that sell their souls for that life."
"Thanks. But I can't tell you're saying that to be supportive, or kissing my ass because I'm your boss' wife."
"Maybe it's both." Lilith teased, and they both laughed. The two continued staring at the glowing moon. "I think this is the part where friends start sharing secrets."
"That time, huh?" Carmen muttered.
"Let's make this a drinking game. We'll take turns asking deep questions and then we'll take another sip."
"Okay, I'll start." Carmen thought hard about a question then finally asked. "How long have you been working for Lu?"
"Not too long for the likes of me, but it can be considered a very long time for the likes of you? Age and time escapes those who have an extensive life. But I didn't start out as a secretary. No, life for me wasn't all tea and sugar. There was a time where succubi and incubi where viewed upon as second class citizens. You can't imagine being told that all we were only good, or all you'll ever be good for was for shagging. Makes it rougher still being told that as a child."
"Oh my, that's terrible."
"Fret not, love. That was the old days. Now that Lucifer is king, our lives have been smashing."
Lilith sipped from the bottle and passed it again to Mrs. Gravely. Upon noticing what was on her queen's left hand she asked her question. "I see you still keep your first husband's ring on. Would you like to share something about him, or is that subject still too touchy?
Carmen fell silent. The subject was sensitive to her but she never minded. "Doug was... just amazing. We were married for almost nine years. Nine happy, wonderful years. He was part time music teacher at Rosie's school, and part time band instructor at the high school. He loved music, no matter what genre."
Carmen's second sip didn't burn as much as last time but the hellfire-tasting booze was still strong enough to maker her flinch. Lilith then asked. "Do you still love him?"
"Absolutely," Carmen proudly said. "Now and always. As much as I love Lu, now and always."
"Wish I had someone who could love me the same."
"You will. I'm sure there's someone for you out there. I mean look at you. In the right light, you are looking so hot right NAH! Not again!"
"Sorry. It's the pheromones."
Carmen then chuckled. "Point is you will find someone. It may take time but you will. So, my question. That pheromone thing you did earlier at Dante's. Have you ever used it on Lu before?"
The bottle was passed to Lilith now. One big sip later and she admitted. "Actually he seems to be the only thing that's immune to my charm. I've tried asking for a raise that way before but he wouldn't cave. Alright, my turn for a question. Even before you've met all us, did you ever believe? Did you ever think there was a heaven or hell, or even God, before all this?"
The bottle ended back to Carmen. She downed another sip, this time the burning sensation felt more eased. "Well, I admit that I've never considered myself religious or associated with any religion, but I guess I was sorta spiritual in some way. Part of me wanted to believe that there was someone watching over us, but part of me kinda saw reality and thought if He was real why let so many suffer, you know?"
"Yeah I hear ya. I come from a realm where God's merely lost hope. Nobody's ever seen him, except for the boss and Legion of course."
"Well, if you did meet God, what would you ask of Him?"
"A chance to love someone without hurting them..." The succubus sadly uttered. "A chance to bare children too."
Lilith took the bottle from Carmen's hand and drank a large portion of its contents. A small tear leaked from her eye to which she immediately wiped away with her wrist. Carmen looked at her friend, saddened by her shocking revelation. She gently placed her hand on Lilith's shoulder, comforting her in her sorrow.
Lilith immediately perked back into her peppy attitude. "Well there I go being a Debby Downer again. The night's still young and we gotta spice things up a bit; and I know just the place."
"Where?" Carmen asked.
"Down the Inferno there's a club called the Babylon. Mephistopheles used to own the joint."
"Mephistopheles owned it?"
"Used to. Not anymore. Place is a bigger hit now with the boss owning it. Let's go!"
"How are we gonna get there? The house is miles away?"
"Oh there's always more than one way to get to Hell."
Lilith pulled out her cellphone and started texting rapidly. After her text was sent, a fiery portal opened behind them on the gravel road. Out hopped a yellow, banged up taxi car that huffed and puffed on arrived before coming to a shrieking halt. In the driver's seat was a skeleton cabby wearing a black beret and had a missing lower jaw. The living skeleton looked over to the girls with molten charcoal he had in his eye sockets. A quick nod from him was the only greeting he could give. Lilith pulled Carmen by her wrist once again and the two inside the rusted vehicle.
"Hello, Charon!" Lilith welcomed. "One trip to Babylon, if you please."
Suddenly the cab powered off. The cabby dropped his keys into the vehicle's next seat, not wishing to drive at all. The sliding window that separated the three slid open and the cabby laid out his bony hand.
Lilith rolled her eyes and moaned. "Ah, always wanting for tips first."
Reaching back into her purse she pulled out a twenty dollar bill and gave it the cabby, enough to cover both of them. The cabby snatched the bill, slapped the keys back into the ignition, and pressed his bony foot onto the gas petal. The cab's engine popped alive and it rolled back into the fiery portal.
One short trip later and, much to Carmen's astonishment, they were already outside a large building, deep in the depths of the Inferno at the heart of its capital city, Dis. The building was moldy and very crooked, it looked as though four building blocks were poorly stacked on top of each other, and flashy neon lights lit up the darken abyss surrounding it. Loud techno music boomed inside its walls that the whole building shook from each electric beat.
Lilith thanked their cabby and hurried herself and her friend out the cab. They ran up the creaky stairs and entered the eerily, flashing clubhouse. Inside appeared and felt adversely from the outside. The interior was very clean, polished, and its lighting flashed different hues of lively colors. At its core was a crowd out quite literally colorful people. The numerous human looking succubi and incubi and their colorful skin tones blended perfectly with the all the flashing lights as they danced wildly to the demonic D.J.'s vibes.
Mrs. Gravely stared in awe at the partying crowd until Lilith coaxed her again to join the fun. She knew she hadn't done anything like this since she was in college but she couldn't resist dancing along with the demon folk. She felt younger and livelier thanks to her fun-loving friend, and the two continued to dance on through their best night ever.
"Read them and weep, boys." Lu mocked his companions as he laid down another winning hand onto the dining table. A pair of kings flopped down, which was paired up perfectly with a pair of aces and a third king. His demonic cohorts and older angelic brother cursed under their breaths after tossing their cards away. Lu scooped up his large pile of multicolored poker chips, cackling like a mad hyena as he categorized them by their color and amount. The hands of fate were aiding the devil in this fortuitous night—or his slimy hands were cheating his way to victory.
Scrugs, serving as the evening's dealer, reshuffled the cards in his scaly hands. He cut them, decked them, and impressed the guests with his stellar card tricks before he finally dealt two pair to each player. After each player received a new hand he set out three cards: a red seven of hearts, a red six of diamonds, and a black jack of spades. A careful peek at their cards helped them strategize their next moves. Ghuul tossed out two white chips onto the table to start things off. Next Moloch tossed his chips in followed by the two heavenly brothers. Balthazar took one look at his hand and tossed them away into the discard pile, disgusted by what the bat-like creature gave him.
Balthazar then pulled out one of the cigars that the archangel gave the group and pointed it at the monstrous Moloch. With the press of his giant thumb, Moloch's fire magic lit it up. Balthazar proceeded to put the butt end of his cigar into his rotted mouth, inhaling the toxic tobacco content in, well aware that tar will never affect his lungs.
"So flyboy," He breathed with a puff of thick smoke spreading through the clean atmosphere. "I hear you got yourself a human girlfriend as well."
"Uh, yeah that's right." Mike cautiously replied.
"Heard she's Muslim too." Ghuul said after tossing in a couple more chips to the table.
Mike replied again. "Right."
"So tell me," The demon Balthazar interrogated. "Is it embarrassing when you two are going at it and she screams for your father?"
All the demons laughed, including the devil, at the lewd joke, yet Mike kept silent, wishing not to start any conflicts.
"Nah, nah, Balthazar," Ghuul interrupted. "She's more disappointed when she finds out that the scripture was right. There's no holy trinity below the belt."
The party laughs again, but Mike uncomfortably said. "Ha, ha, like every angel hasn't heard that joke before."
Despite the mockery from the demons, they continued to play on. Scrugs flipped over a card from the deck, a red ace of diamonds. From there the chips started to fly. Regan ran down the stairs to the kitchen to get herself and Slinky a little snack for their tea party. When she walked by her stepfather, he gave her a peek at his cards.
"Hey Lu," She innocently asked. "Is it a good thing to have all the cards the same color?"
"Regan!" Her stepfather gasped. "Naughty, naughty. Giving away my winning hand."
The demons hissed angrily, just about to discard their hands until Michael said. "Don't fall for it! He used to pull this stunt all the time. He's got nothing."
"Take the fun out of everything why don't ya?" His brother grimaced as he threw away his hand into the discard pile. Scrugs then drew the final card, a nine of spades. Upon that reveal Moloch shoved half his chips in like a snowplow pushing into a mountain of snow. The menacing minotaur demon then bellowed a most grueling laugh that sent chills around the dining area. Ghuul folded his hand but Mike called him out, shoving the same amount of chips the giant did before.
Moloch laughed again and set his cards out on the battle. A pair of sixes, one black of clubs and another red of hearts. "Three sixes." He grunted.
"Not bad," The archangel humbly stated. "but I think I got you beat."
Michael revealed his hand out for all to see. A pair of sevens that matched up with the sole seven on the table. The jaw of every demon in the household dropped at the sight of the angel's victorious set. Moloch, however, growled savagely, unimpressed by his opponent's victory.
"You. Me. Throwdown. Now!" He bellowed.
"For what?" The archangel demanded. "Winning?"
Lucifer stood up and tried to settle the tension. "Guys, you can't fight here!"
"That's why we're taking it outside!"
Unlike Lu's poker party in the dining area, Rosemary's video game party was going much smoother. They felt lucky they could get Slinky to regurgitate the controllers before they've entered his digestive system. A quick, clean bleach bath later and they were ready to play. Dominic and Joshua were busy mowing down pixelated monsters in their ultra violent video game while Rosemary, Kayleigh, and Krystal rocked out to her metal band playlist that played over the speakers. Dominic was getting along perfectly with everyone and even learned some new things about his human friends, such as Joshua being lead soprano of his Sunday school choir and Krystal's mother owned several businesses in Brimstone. Yet the one person that was still a mystery to him was the quiet, red-headed Ashley DeMarco. He recalled that ever since she arrived she has never said one word to anybody. Other than the occasional wink, nod, shrug, or thumbs up she presented during some small talk, she said nothing the entire evening.
Then a odd odor tickled his slit nostrils. He sniffed the air and caught wind of a musty, metallic smell. He's familiar with this type of smell from the pits of the Inferno. Blood. Human blood.
"Is someone here hurt?" Dominic asked everybody in the basement, to which they all answered with a no.
He then heard the sound of a toilet being flushed from the bathroom down the corner, which was where the bloody smell was coming from. He dropped his controller and ran over to the bathroom door only to be met by Ashley, who exited the bathroom and wiped her cleaned hands on her shirt.
"Hey, are you hurt?" The young demon asked. "I smelled blood and thought someone was hurt. Are you okay?"
Ashley blankly stared at him, confused by what the young demon had to say. Dominic's ears lowered again in disappointment. He knew that he was never going to get an answer but he, and everyone else in the basement, did receive another response.
"Hey guys," Kayleigh shouted from the basement's window. "Something's going on outside."
All the kids ran up the stairs and onto the wood deck to bear witness a reenactment of an old battle between the forces of light and dark. Lu, Scrugs, Balthazar, and Ghuul were all stand out on the large deck and watched as the archangel Michael and the towering demon Moloch stared each other down in the backyard. Even Regan stood by the adults and watched the spectacle with Slinky coiled around her small shoulders.
"I'm not gonna fight him, Lu." Mike argued to his brother and company. "What's even the point of this.
"You better fight him, bro." Lu said. "Otherwise he will kill you."
"This is ridiculous! I won that hand. You think —"
A surprise attack from Moloch's giant fist into the right cheek silenced the angel. Another fist flew through Mike's other cheek, then finally being knocked down his feet with a swift upper cut. Moloch unleashed a carnivorous roar so loud the alarms of every car in the block squawked. The kids started chanting for the fight to continue joined in with the supernatural adults.
Moloch turned to the small cheering crowd and grinned. So confident that he was victorious this time that he never saw the archangel's electrified fist collide into his own cheek. The crowd flinched from the painful sucker punch but kept chanting and cheering. Moloch looked back to his opponent. Mike's eyes scorched bright as the sun and his golden wings were pulsing from his back. He then slugged two more jabs into the demon's stomach and then headbutted his enormous head.
Mike sprung into the air like locust and somersaulted over the giant demon. His large, energized wings snatched themselves around Moloch's large horns. The hot energy coiled around like chains around the ivory horns that were nearly as big as the demon himself. With the aid of his wings the archangel threw the demon into the wooden fence like a rag doll. The demon continued to fly until he crashed through into the neighbor's pool. Cool chlorine water spilled out all over the wiped Moloch.
The crowd gasped then cheered wildly for Mike's miraculous display. Though much to his chagrin even the holy archangel couldn't help himself but wave to his applauding fans. Moloch picked himself off the ground but felt something off inside his mouth. His tongue poked around the innards of his jaws until he found the distorted source. The demon spat out one of his sharp teeth into his gargantuan hand. He looked back at the angel and chuckled, impressed that anyone, little an angel, was able to do that.
"That all you got?" He then growled.
Michael smirked at the hellish brute. He then readied his fists for another assault and quipped. "Why don't you come and find out?"
And that the demon did. One booming roar later and he charged like a raging bull. Mike launched into the air with a thunderous fist prepped for battle. From there a battle of godly champions echoed into the coming night.
So here's a question I'm hoping some folks can answer. How does one write a character who is deaf? How would you write the dialogue for them?
Why do I write reviews & Sins of the Father stories?
I like to entertain.
Another busy night at the local bar, Dante's Inferno. It may not be the cleanest bar, stuff was always breaking or broken, and the food was so atrocious that the patrons often left with food poisoning; yet the beverages were always cold and the attendants served with a smile. It had it's regular crowds come in to watch the sports channel on its staticky T.V. and forget their stressful affairs; and families partaking in for the popular weekly activities such as family trivia or karaoke night. Yet this is just another Saturday, which means it was the perfect time for folks to come in and drink away.
This Saturday night was all the more special with the lovely Mrs. Gravely and the sexy Lilith celebrating their first girls night together. They sat up at the front in the bar at the head of its long, horseshoe shaped counter top table. Their feminist bartender poured the two their drinks, to which they swallowed down shot after shot.
"Cheers!" They praised and sipped down their third shot.
"Lu wasn't kidding," Lilith said. "when he said this bar was great. It kinda reminds me of that show from the 80s where one of the blokes got a better spin-off series."
"Yeah it may not look like much," Carmen said. "but it makes you feel at home. Hey, hunk over at two o'clock."
The two ladies peered off to the one of the back corners of the bar as they carefully eyed a very handsome man, who in returned raised his glass to them.
"That he is, and I spy a nice lass over there with a fine ass," Lilith said, giving a wink to the female seated next to the charming man. Surprised, Carmen's eyebrows raised, to which Lilith gave her the most logical response. "I'm not picky with whom I share my love with. That is if I can share my love with anyone."
"I can't believe that someone like you doesn't have a lasting relationship." Then Carmen said. "I mean look at you. You're smart, you're attractive, you got a great body, and I love how the light reflects off you- AH! Sorry! Did I just say that stuff out loud?"
Lilith playfully giggled. "Worry nothing, love. That's just me pheromones. It's a succubus thing. We emit pheromones to draw attention and attract all sorts of Joe Bloggs, no matter what sex or sexual preference. Once they've got someone under their spell, that someone do just about anything for us. Watch this."
The cunning succubus then spun to her right and faced a much older, sophisticated patron guzzling down his glass. "Hellooo there." She sing-songed for his attention. "Mind paying for our pints?"
"Sorry." The old patron grumbled. "Got my own."
"Ah come on now, love." The succubus flirted some more. "Surely a handsome bloke such as yourself wouldn't mind paying for a pair of lovely ladies. It would be the Bee's knees."
The old patron finally looked at Lilith then suddenly he felt caught in a hypnotic trance. His old maw gawked open stupidly with a dry thirst for the luscious purple lady. The flicking ceiling lights glistened around her smooth skin and her perfectly fit body. Her eyelashes blink rapidly to offer a tease of her licentious, lavender eyes like a wooing feather dancer. A succulent scent of sweet roses and minted lavenders intoxicated his hairy nostrils. Sweat began to drip from his face when he stared deep into her covered cleavage that hid the great treasures beneath. A fantasy formulated in this head of how this enchantress offered him all his deepest pleasures, though this only a small taste of what invisible force that secretly secreted from her skin.
"You know," He uttered, wiping away the drool off the corner his mouth. "It's on me."
Lilith thanked the old timer with a gracious grin and rewarded him with a blown kiss. The old patron nearly fell off his seat as if he felt her desirable lips crash against his cheek, much to the joy of his hallucination.
"See?" The succubus asked her awed friend.
"Wow." The mesmerized Mrs. Gravely muttered. "That's incredible."
"Doesn't stop there," She complied and then focused her sensual gaze at the lady bartender. "Excuse me, ma'am. We're all having a wondrous time, though it be more wondrous if you could pour some drinks for everybody, on the house. Just for this time around? Pretty please?"
The bartender stood there and stared back at the spellbinding secretary. The similar aroma that the old man felt now entranced by this mysterious and beautiful purple woman. A fantastical vision bloomed her in thoughts, where this same siren lured her into a pool of flower petals, tempting her for a taste of her lips. Without a word but only a bright blush and a sheepish smile, the bartender poured round after round for every customer in the bar. They all cheered like wild hounds being rewarded their favorite treat when free drinks were given away.
Carmen laughed and applauded. "Oh my god. This is incredible. Can all demons do that?"
"As I mentioned," Lilith explained. "Only a succubus has this kind of talent. That and as well as our male counterparts, the incubus."
"You are amazing! How can you not score a date with this ability?"
"Landing a date is not really a problem. It's just for me... I, well — Aw, that's just some personal business we don't need to go over. We're here to have fun, right?"
"Absolutely! It's our night, and we're having fun!"
"Then that case, I have an idea of how to make this night even more fun."
Lilith jumped from her seat and yanked Carmen by her wrist for the exit door. There the duo ran into a gruff biker, who parked his monstrous motorcycle up front. This muscle bound giant looked down at the ladies through his dark sunglasses.
"Hello there, mate," Lilith flirted with him. "May me and my girl friend take a spin on your bike? I promise we won't scratch it."
Without as second thought, or perhaps there was one but it was blinded by an imaginative mosaic of this succubus playing in a bubble bath, the biker obediently placed the keys into her soft, small hands. Lilith pounced onto the bike's leather seat and strapped on the biker's helmet. She pulled out the spare helmet that hung near the kickstand and tossed it over to Carmen.
"Hop on, Carmen!" She eccentrically ordered.
Stealing a motorcycle wasn't exactly what Carmen had in mind for a pleasant girls night, yet the temptation for a wild and fun time was too much to resist. She wanted to prove that her new husband that she can be fun, and she was damned sure to have it. Carmen strapped on her helmet and saddled herself behind the friendly demon. Her arms coiled tightly around Lilith's waist like noose around a dead man's neck. With the flick of the key and a press of a gear, the motorcycle popped a wheelie high towards the heavens, and the fun-seeking duo zoomed off into the sunset. Their howls and cheers were heard throughout the town as Dante's Inferno faded from view with Lilith's amnesiac stooges left wondering what had happened.
This is definitely a Good Friday!
First trailer to Star Wars: The Last Jedi has dropped online!
Let it be December already!