When I woke, the sun was shining in the cave. I went to sit up and tensed up, the pain was still there. Lucifer was still at the entrance of the cave. I spoke up, “Is it true, am I your son?”
He turned around quickly and looked at me, “You’re awake,” he said as if avoiding the question, “But yes, you, Derium, Lilith, Mylicious all mine.”
“I was your son,” I said, “she took everything from me.”
“You will always be my son, no matter what, but you can be healed. I know people and my blood that can heal you.”
“Why did this happen? How was she able to take my powers?”
“Its my fault really. I have lots to explain, then we heal you. I feel like you need to hear this in mortal form so you can feel my words and my sincerity,” he said walked over and sat by me.
“Lilith wasn’t always like this, nor was Mylicious and Derium….”
“I want to deal wtih him as well, I don’t want to kill him, just make him suffer, will I have the power for that?” I asked, “What about Sodom and Gomorrah, I want to kill them all, will I be able to?”
“Yes, you will, I believe they deserve it for what they’ve done. I’m sorry this has happened to you, as I’ve mentioned I wasn’t expecting Lilith to act this way.”
“Its not your fault, but they will all pay.”
“Lilith used to be sweet, when Eve decided she wanted Adam instead of her, she lost it and killed them both. Jehovah stripped her powers, but I used three of the oldest witches I knew to restore her power with my blood, but she came back more hateful than I expected. After the seduction of Eve, then the murder of both Adam and Eve, Jehovah buried her and blocked her from me. Then he told me not to reproduce with humans and have any more offspring. I had three more and out of anger he kept you and turned Derium and Mylicious into what they are now. He took what they loved and turned it against them. I’m just hoping when you are healed, you don’t come back different like Lilith.”
“I hope not either, but can I ask you, how soon before I am healed, I can’t take this pain,” I said, being honest, “Will Lilith know I’m healed?”
“No, because you’re coming back as something different, not completely of my blood. I think that’s what went wrong with Lilith, but I don’t want you to suffer any longer.”
“Then by all means I’m willing to deal with whatever happens to me, lets just get me healed…but what about Derium and Mylicious, will I be able to hear them in my head?”
“You are of the same mother, so I believe so, even though you will be less Nephilim blood than them.”
“Let’s go please, I’m hurting.”
“They’re coming here,” he pointed to sky, which darkened with storm clouds. Lighting struck just outside the cave and three witches appeared in the cave, one of them being Mer-Alz-Azkiban’s mother. I narrowed my eyes at her, but it was then I realized the witches caused the lightning strike when I uncovered Lilith and not Jehovah like I had thought.
“Why look at me with such haste?” she asked.
“If you knew what your daughter done to me, you’d understand,” I said and mustered up the strength to get up. There was small, puddle of blood where I sat.
“Then hate her, not me,” she said and she had a point.
“Just so you know, I’m going to kill her. Just figured I would let you know,” I said and limped over to where they were. I didn’t care that I was naked, I wanted to move.
“If she took part in doing this to you, she rightfully deserves it.” One of the other witches said, who looked twice as old as Mer-Alz-Azkiban said.
Mer-Alz-Azkiban’s mother put her head down, she knew her daughter was doomed. She nodded and then told the others to get the spell underway. I was informed to lay on the ground, my arms and legs pointing in each direction. They made little fires at each extremity, each time they lit one, they named an element, then when they built a fire at my head, they called upon “Spirit.” The three witches stood around me with Lucifer at my head. He cut his hand, then told me to open my mouth. He let a few drops of his blood in my mouth, and the taste was bitter, like grapefruit and stagnant water mixed together.
“Focus on something happy, this is going to hurt,” Lucifer said.
“Great!” I said sarcastically. I shut my eyes as the witches started to chant and focused on something happy. The only thing that made me happy that last couple of days was murdering those three men, then I thought of all the murdering I was going to do. Abakanazar, Mer-Alz-Azkiban, and most importantly Al Hubarb. He was going to suffer the most before he died.
I blacked out and all that hate and suffering I had felt, coursed through my veins, it replaced the once pure blood I had. I went into a seizure, I convulsed violently, what mortal blood was in me I spewed out, it shot out and coated the reddish-brown of the rock wall. I sat up and watch as blood flaked away from my white hair, which seemed to be whiter than before. The pains that I were feeling went away and I got up.
I felt different, I felt a lot of hate, yet I felt magnificent I smiled and looked at Lucifer and the witches. I should go ahead and say this, these witches were more Satanist than witches, not all witches turned to Lucifer and not all are bad. Just those three seemed to do things for Lucifer and I believe they’re the reason the whole witches and Satan thing started, but that’s a different story for a different time.
“How do you feel?” Lucifer asked.
“Reborn!” I said.
“There are somethings,” Mer-Alz-Azkiban mother said, with a smile on your here, “Only a witch can hurt you, granted with Lucifer’s blood your immortal, but before, spells couldn’t hurt you, we couldn’t hurt you. You hurt my daughter, I will hurt you,” she said.
“Clever!” I said, but I had already planned the three witch’s death in my head.
“How dare you betray my trust?” Lucifer said, madder than I was.
“Not only his but ours, you said knew about it,” The eldest said.”
“You betrayed the trust of coven. There will be a trial when you get back. Lucifer, we are sorry,” one apologized for all of them.
“Oh, you will be sorry,” I spoke without meaning too.
“Roldian, let me handle this!” Lucifer said, “remember they can harm you now.”
“They can try! But by all means, since you’ve had a great handle on things all along, continue handling this,” my hate shining through. A filter had been removed from me when I came back.
He gave me hurtful look and went to talk to the witches, but with the quickness of a lightning strike, they were gone. Lucifer looked back at me, “What have I done?”
“You took care of your son,” I said.
“Like you said, I didn’t really have a great handle on things with you, but between protecting you, trying to keep and eye on Derium and Mylicious, I lost tract. I knew I needed you to find Lilith, I even told them that, but they got a taste for blood.”
“As so do I, now. I’m just letting you know I cannot guarantee Derium’s life.” I said.
“I don’t blame you, I can’t for the life of me, kill him myself.”
“I wouldn’t ask you to father,” the word “father” just rolled out of my mouth. It was first time I referred to someone as father that wasn’t Jehovah. It brought a smile to his face, “I will do it for you,” I said, and the smile dwindled.
“What will kill Lilith, take her head? Her heart? What do I need to do?”
He transformed in front of me, the reached up and snapped the curved part of his horn off, which instantly regrew, “Only I, or a piece of me can kill her, you have to take her heart out or bleed her out. She will sense it though, so be quick.”
“She can’t sense me though right?”
“She shouldn’t be able to,” he said and handed me the horn piece.
“Okay,” I said and used sharp point of the horn to cut myself open by my ribs. I reached in and with much pain, snapped off a piece of my rib and tossed it on the ground, I put the horn whe
re my rib use to be and watched as my body healed up, sealing the horn inside of me, “That should mask it.” I said.
Lucifer just stood there in his natural form, a look of amazement on his face, “I have a change of clothes for you, so you’re not running around naked.”
“Does it bother you that I am?”
“Yes, it reminds of my troublesome times with Adam and Eve. I don’t want to ever relive that or this again. Change and I will get you down to Sodom, if that’s where you want to go?”
“It’s where most those swine are at, they will get what’s coming to them, then off to Gomorrah to get rid of Abakanazar and that Hall.”
“Are you sure you want to go down this road?”
“One foot in front of the other.”
We left the cave, and, in that cave, I left many remnants of the old caring me. I guess you could say what happened me gave me a severe case of PTSD. Lucifer flew me down to outskirts of Sodom and set me down.
“Your Wretch is no more!” he chuckled.
“It saddens me, but yes I know. You made a good donkey,” I said and with that he was off.
I instantly felt Lilith, but just her presence. It was all over. I started walking towards Sodom and sent a message out to my brothers in their heads, “I suggest you stay away from these two towns for the next couple of days and nights. After I’m done with them, I’m coming after you.”
I blocked them out after that, I knew they heard me, I could feel it. I reached the edge of Sodom and stopped, the people weren’t like they were before, even though I could feel Lilith. I started walking towards Al Hubarb’s hut. Jezeberri, stepped in front of me, stopping me in my tracks.
“How did it feel to be treated like whore?” she asked she went to open her mouth to speak and I smacked her so hard across the face, I snapped her neck. She fell to the ground and I gave her body a kick, that sent her flying into a hut, demolishing it. Screams broke out and some people fled, some acted like they were in the right and took guard. A pitchfork came flying and I caught it, and sent it back in the direction that it came. It speared the person right through the gut. Person after person I knocked down and killed, making my way to Al Hubarb’s hut.
I finally made it there and when I did, all that was in there was their baby, those shit bags left a baby by itself. I walked over and picked the bastardly thing up.
“You really are an ugly little thing, aren’t you?” I said, staring at it, then the door swung open and Arlenius came in, not looking at me at first, “Al he’s here….” She went silent as she realized I was holding the baby.
“Where is Al?” I asked, “I would answer truthfully, because I’m awfully hungry and your baby is looking tasty,” I said and licked my lips.
“Please no!” she stepped towards me.
“Awwwwwt, I wouldn’t do that, wouldn’t take much pressure to snap it’s little neck,” I said and put my hand over the top of the baby’s head. I gave Arlenius a looked that was begging her to test me, I enjoyed it.
“Okay…please don’t hurt him. He is heading to Gomorrah, he was supposed to be back by now. I know what he did to you was wrong, but he wasn’t himself.”
“Neither was anyone else and trust me, everyone else will pay. I don’t mind waiting.” I smiled
“Can I,” she brought her arms out to take the baby.
“No,” I said and stepped back, “and if you try that again, I crush his little, baby skull and beat you with his lifeless body.”
She then, quickly grabbed a crude fire poker that was kept next to the fireplace and tried to jab me with it. I tossed the baby up and she dropped the poker to grab the baby. I grabbed the poker, as she grabbed the baby, I spun around and stuck the poker through her. At first, I thought I speared the baby as well. Upon closer inspection, before I pulled the poker out, I just missed that thing by half an inch. I grabbed the baby up by the foot, pulled the poker out and let the Arlenius fall to the floor. The baby screeched the whole time, I walked it over to its bed and put it in there, then got an idea.
I started a fire, even though it was summer time there and put the poker in the fire. No one else messed with me as I set up a post in the ground just outside his hut. I then waited, it was few hours later that Al showed up. He dropped to his knees when he walked through the door and saw his wife’s lifeless body. He then got up and raced to his baby, he paid no attention I was standing in the doorway watching.
I struck, I walked up and grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head. He dropped the baby back on the bed then I dragged him outside. I beat him and I beat him bad, whoever didn’t flee earlier, watched. Some tried to intervene, but I swatted them like flies. I had Al knocked out and stripped down of clothing. I tied him up to the post, making sure he was facing the crowd. The whole time the beating was going on, the fire poker was in the fire, warming up for its new home.
“Now,” I said to the crowd, “I’m sure most of you are just as guilty as him, but he started it and I’m here to finish it,” I said and walked into the hut and came out with the fire poker, that was glowing a nice, bright orange. I noticed Al was moving, so I brought the fire poker up to his face, so he could see, he had messed up by doing what he did to me. He tried to struggle, but I took and rammed the hot, fire poker through his groin and into his midsection. I thrusted it back and forth as the sound of sizzling skin came to my ears and I watched as he stared to bleed out.
“WITNESS THIS, YOU WILL ALL SUFFER,” I said, loudly. They watched in horror as Al’s muffled screams died off as he died, and puddle of blood pulled up below him. “Now where is Mer-Alz-Azkiban. Tell me and I will let you live….well some of you…okay the person who tells me will live.”
Then from out of nowhere, an axe came through the air and hit me square in the chest and bounced off, I laughed as it hit the ground. The crowd dispersed, quickly, screaming as well, but that didn’t stop me from throwing the axe in the back of one of the villagers.
It was among the crowd that I spotted Mer-Alz-Azkiban. She made eye contact with and me and bolted. I used my speed to get in front of her, cocked my head back, she was too busy looking back to see me. I then gave the most, wicked, headbutt, that sent her doing a back flip in the air and she landed awkwardly on her leg, snapping it.
I needed to disarm her, if she couldn’t speak any curses, she couldn’t stop me. I had my hand in her mouth and pulled her tongue before she could speak, then took my thumbs and gouged out her eyes. I put them in a small bag she had on her and saved them for a later use. I had blood on my hands again and this time my stomach rumbled. Then, out of character I licked my fingers and the taste of blood was amazing.
I got up and dragged her by hair over to the post that Al was tied to and tied her too it, then built a small fire around it. She was still alive, I could tell by her blood-filled moans.
The fire took off and then Al, woke up screaming, which startled me, I had thought he had died. I went in his hut and found the oil pot he used to dip is torches in and threw its contents on them. The flames engulfed them after that, their screams filled my ears and the smell of their sizzling flesh filled my nose. I just smiled as the screams died off and they quit moving.
I wasn’t done yet with Sodom, but I wanted to get to Gomorrah and decided to walk there, nice and slow. I wanted the people who fled, to tell Abakanazar that I was coming, I wanted there to be an army to try to stop me. While I was walking, I felt my rib where Lucifer’s horn was at. I could feel the texture of it through my skin and I smiled, I still wasn’t for sure how I was going to use it, but I knew I would get some pleasure out of it.
I was right to think the villagers of Gomorrah would fight me. There were about twenty of them, standing guard around the Hall. The rest of the villagers ran again, sure, they can all stand around a rape someone, but they couldn’t deal with the consequences. They’d have their time, one way or another,
I fought the first two off with ease, the third and fourth one, they got a few good hits, but th
eir hits felt like I was being bit by a small insect, instead of being hit by full grown man. I was able to use my speed and strength to get through most of them, mostly using their own weapons against them.
I speared one guy, with his own spear, through the gut and into the ground. I heard a faint whistling noise and moved my head out of the way as a scythe, sliced through the guy I had speared. I kicked scythe owner’s legs out from underneath him, then stomped his back hard enough to snap it. I picked up scythe, I liked the way it felt in my hands. I turned around to face the rest of the crowd with a crazed look and a smile on my face. It must have been scary looking, because the rest of group tossed their weapons down and ran away.
I kicked the door in of the Hall and at the table sat Abakanazar, stuffing his face, he looked surprised to see me, he actually thought his people could stop me. He let some of the food drop out of his mouth, swallowed what was left then slowly reached over and grabbed a drink.
“I suppose you’re here to kill me for my actions?” he asked, then slowly put piece of meat in his mouth.
“No, I wanted to see how you are doing” I said sarcastically.
“Let’s get on with it,” he said and waved me on, but I was just wasn’t going to kill him, I was going to make him suffer.
I used a sash he had around his waist to secure his hands to the chair before he could even move. I set the scythe down and got in front of him, “You know, I’ll never forget you flopping your big, sweaty, stomach on my back before you did what you did to me.”
“I wasn’t myself, but I did it, regardless, why not just kill me?”
“Nobody killed me,” I said, scooping up a handful of food, “Eat!” I said as I shoved it in his mouth. He tried to resist but soon I was wrist deep in his mouth, forcing him to swallow. I grabbed tray after tray of food and shoved down his throat. He screamed out and spit out some of the food, which I just laughed about. I came to a plate of potatoes and looked at him, “You don’t get those,” and set them aside.
“PLEASE STOP!” he screamed, spewing food all over me. I wiped it off my face and looked at him.
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