Thunderstorms. Summer thunderstorms. The kind where you sit outside in the field wearing a garbage bag to protect your pants from the puddles and awesome new blue rain boots. Looking up at the rain as it pours down in cascades from the purple bolts that slice the sky in two or more as they are chased about by the deepest rolls of thunder. Then as the destructive beauty ends it gives way to the perfection of a rainbow that you chase 'til the end.
April 15
Dear Diary,
Dream come true!!! I just saw my first zombie! Killed it to! Rusty old screw driver right to the head! At first I was kind of freaking out because it was Donny from my math class and I've always thought he was really cute but zombie didn't really look to great on him, you know what I mean? Anyways so I was like totally freaking out because I mean at least in a way I guess he kind of liked me back but only because he wanted to eat my flesh. So it was a lot of conflicting emotions but I've always wanted to kill a zombie WAY more than I wanted a boyfriend. So I picked up the screw driver walked on over to him and <em>crunch! splash! squirt! </em>Screw diver went in, screw driver came out. I ran straight back home to tell Daddy. He was so super stoked(not so much that I thought Donny was cute back that I killed him). Then we grabbed our ten year food, water supply loaded it in to the truck, packed up our 50L of gasoline, all our weapons, bows, knives, machetes, guns, cross bows, rocket launchers, explosives, EVERYTHING. And we were on our way to our zombie apocalypse shelter where the rest of our supplies was waiting. On the way we saw so many of the freaks that one time Daddy let me get out of the truck and clear the road it was awesome! I was using a sledge hammer ad taking them down two at a time, except when I was after Joanna. I don't like Joanna. I took my time with that one. Daddy said that wasn't nice. I even learned how to use the rocket launcher!!!! We blasted down an over run apartment building and two cleared out super markets. We finally made it to the shelter then we started hunting gathering, and purifying more water. We probably have enough stocks to last us 30+ years. Daddy says the only thing we will have to leave the for is to find mates, for...you know...breeding and such. That's all for now because I have to go whittle bone in to dishes and weapons and such!
He has got to be the stupidest most idiotic being in The Kingdom. Though, that is to be expected from a man, I suppose. I suggest that those who go to Earth should have to do right by Him and be good people. Then he has to go all passive-aggressive on me, because lo and behold Lil' Luci messed up...again. She messes up everything.
"Well now Lucifer," He scolds in that quiet, superior tone he uses every time he speaks to me, "we can't control everything. Those poor naive little souls that leave paradise for misery should be allowed to screw up, in fact we should give them every chance possible to fail." <em>Well Father, when you put it like that it sounds perfectly sane!
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"I could run this show a thousand times better than Him. Hell, maybe even a million! We need a real woman in charge, like me, not some big, old, pompous, fat man who thinks he's better than me...I mean us! WHO'S WITH ME!?" I yell to my brothers.
I should have kept my mouth shut. I'm such an idiot. I guess I really do mess up everything. Why would they take my side against Him? Answer: They wouldn't. They wouldn't and they didn't. Now I'm naked on the cold, white marble floor. Hands and feet tied as if I were a pig. And the searing, agony of idiotic failure slicing into my back. Again and again and again until I fell almost numb. The pristine white marble floor is now stained with the silvery red of my blood and the black of my tears, a sinners tears, but there will be no repentance for me.
Thump! I scream as they throw my wings on the floor in front of me. My gorgeous, pure, shimmering white wings now streaked hideously by blood and the darkest hatred. I passed out.
He now stands above me on the edge of the ledge separating me from my fate below. He is telling me of my foolishness as well as His superiority. "Poor, stupid, little girl, you will never be nearly as grand as you think you are. Too bad, so sad. Good-bye Lucifer." He kicks me over the ledge and I feel my ribs shatter.
Now I'm falling. I'm Fallen. I'm Lucifer.