“To find the portals, you must rely on your knowledge of Ley lines and the magic you have gained during your time in school. The portals might not be the same for everyone, so please keep that in mind as you traverse through. You may travel in pairs or groups, but the portals might split you up if need be.”
Students shout in outrage, and Delvin raises his hand to hush the crowd.
“If that happens, that is the will of the Fates,” he says matter-of-factly. “May the Fates be in your favor because there is nothing else you can bring with you to help you on this journey.”
And with that, he turns and walks back to his seat. I turn to a wide-eyed Rez and give her a thumbs down and stick outmy tongue. She smiles and rolls her eyes, mimicking my thumbs down before shaking her head and looking back at the stage.
I swear, I love that lady to death. I am so lucky to have her as my bestie.
Mayor Abernathy comes up next and explains the points system, which includes our grades, how fast we excelled through school, our power levels, and more things that go over my head.
“Do you think he will take in our family lineage?” I whisper, leaning into Chester.
“I doubt it. If that were the case, only like a handful of supes would go to Earth,” he grumbles.
“Do you want to go to Earth?” I ask, grabbing my tail and holding it tight. I don’t want to be the reason Chestie can’t go to Earth. Even if Lucifer is my father, I alone don’t have the qualifications to go to Earth, let alone to stay there for more than a few hours with a potion to hide my nature. Hell, I don’t even think I could afford the damn potions.
“It would be nice to visit, but it’s not high on my bucket list, Moni. I would much rather stay with you, no matter where that is, as long as I get to hold you.” He gives me a forehead kiss, and I melt against him. I really am the luckiest PIMP in all of Purgatory.
As Daniel finally moves back to his chair, the room seems to pressurize, and my ears pop as white smoke billows from the stage before us.
“What’s going on?” someone yells.
Uneasiness washes over the room asde vag jewhits most of us.What if this is another attack?
Supes jump to their feet, but that’s as far as they get before they find themselves frozen in place.
“Help! I’m stuck.”
“Please calm down,” Dean Caldron insists to the crowd.
Hardly anyone is listening as the lights flicker and a tinkle of laughter can be heard traveling within the fog as it trails over the edge of the stage. If my limbs were long enough to touch the floor, this is where I would pull them up so they wouldn’t touch the ground. I don’t know what’s in that fog, but I’m terrified of it.
The light tinkle of laughter grows louder and almost sounds familiar as the fog thickens, and, on stage, it turns a darker color. No longer is it white but a thick, darker gray, almost black in color.
“No need to panic,” the feminine voice comes from the fog. “I just love an entrance, don’t you?”
The figure in the fog steps out, heels clicking on the platform, and my jaw drops.
“Holy Lily crackle menses dicks.”
“Did you just say dicks?” Lynx snaps as he wrestles with Reaper, who’s trying to jump off of him and run to the stage. I can assume he wants what’s now visible in the fog and held high in the hands covered in dark red blood. Chunks of meat, tendon, and who knows what else fall onto the platform, but all I’m imagining is the flashback of the fluid that flew out of one of those monstrous things when L.A.M.B. ‘cleaned’house, and how Reaper ended up finding one particular piece of one Art Demon’s tallywhacker and didn’t want to let go.
‘It’s in my hair, it’s in my hair.’
If it wasn’t for my Chestie saving me, I don’t know what I would have done.
“Yep, not just dicks, but menses dicks,” JP confirms.
“I think we have bigger problems than menses dicks,” Ryker points out as the rest of the figure is revealed from the fog, holding the bloody dicks.
“Your mother has officially lost her fucking mind, and apparently L.A.M.B. has lost control, that is, if they evenhadcontrol in the first place,” Rez spells out the obvious.
I can’t tell if Lilith is wearing an all-red jumpsuit or if she’s just covered in blood, but if I had to guess, I would say the latter just by the smell.
“Holy shit, is that our teacher, Lilith?”
“W-what happened to her?”
