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 whatmy 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 bothflare 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.
