Perseus The Disgraced Archangel

Percy dislikes Satanists

      "NASA's planning to go to Venus?" Percy muttered to himself.

     He was standing in the National Air and Space museum, and there was a section about NASA's future plans. Apparently they wanted to send a rover to Venus to see if there was a way to make the air less poisonous. Maybe some way to get rid of the carbon dioxide, to let the sun's heat escape.

     As he was reading, Percy saw a woman with 2 snake tails instead of legs walk into the National Museum of Natural History. He followed her, staying low, not giving her an idea that someone was following her. She grabbed a ladder and placed it next to a Tyrannosaurus Rex fossil. She climbed it, and reached into its mouth, grabbing a handful of teeth.

     The snake woman slithered back into another museum, the Museum of the Bible. Percy looked at the plain entrance with the words painted in blue. "Funny." He said, without any humor in his voice.

     The snake woman weaved through the crowd until she reached a blocked off section. It was blocked off with tape. Hanging from it was a paper, which read, "CLOSED FOR A PRIVATE EVENT!"

     Ducking underneath the tape, he walked into the exhibit. It started off with a long twisting hallway. On the walls, it told the story of Lucifer, the Fallen Angel. The more Percy read, the more Percy got pissed off. Wanting power? Trying to overthrow his father? The mortals had it all wrong.

     It all came to a head when the hallway emptied into a giant room. It seemed that the hallway led to the 2nd floor with stairs leading down. He walked over to the balcony and looked down.

     Gathered on the ground were more snake women, a giant empty throne, and some mortals... wearing black robes with a red trim... surrounding a pentagram...

     ...Satanists.

    On the pentagram was a dead girl, blood pouring out of her back. Her limbs arranged for her to look like the star of a pentagram. A snake woman was gathering her blood in a watering can. One of the satanists was walking around the body. "Rose is gone, but it is not her death that was important, but it was her life, the impression she left behind. See, Rose will be remembered, she will live on forever."

     "Seems to be a memorial, quite civilized actually. Maybe they didn't kill her." Percy muttered to himself.

     "So now, it is time to invoke the 4 crown princes of Hell."

    "Fuck. They were doing so well."

     "Visualize the blue light filling your entire being. Satan to the east, Beelzebub..."

    "This is preposterous." Percy muttered. "So much wrong. Firstly, there's only one me, and secondly, the whole worship thing is more my father's thing."

     The guy kept talking, so Percy missed a lot of it. "Now, Lucifer will speak."

     "What?" Percy said, confused.

     On the other end of the room, some double doors opened, and a man wearing a goat costume came forth. The horns were too big and the neck was too tall, so he hit his head on the door frame.

    Percy had had enough. He started walking down the stairs. "No, no, I'm ending this. This is where I draw the line."

     He reached the bottom of the stairs. "Excuse me, sorry, sorry."

     He pushed the costumed man off of the raised platform. "Just, butt out." he turned to the rest of the gathering. "Right, I'm the real Lucifer, and I insist that you stop this nonsense immediately. I mean, have you heard yourselves, embarrassing. Blue light, coming out of your ass, or whatever it was. I mean, you preach rebellion, but you're misguided sheep, and goat. Where's the real defiance, the free will?!"