I, Devil (a love story)

Chapter Eight: Azazel

Ugh, I was so upset. So upset. Sending Vassago on top of not acquiescing to my invitation! Meresin was pissing me off. I decided to go somewhere he likely couldn't go. Somewhere I could get his attention. I didn't care about consequences. I was going to mess with his experiment. I wasn't going to mess with Noah, not yet. I needed to deep dive into the past to try to understand. I decided to fuck with Wendy.

I didn't quite have Wendy's unique vibrational pattern memorized. I would have to go back and get it if I were to travel on her personal timeline. I remembered seeing her at the baseball field, seeing the shattered fractals of her personality on display before me. I didn't quite.... get her.

She was clearly part of something Meresin was interested in. I pulled myself away from the Garden of Eden and opened a portal to Wendy. I found her location in Michigan in present time. I don't much care for Michigan, a state in America. The skies are always gray and the air damp and cool. However, it was home to the largest freshwater lakes in the world, which made it a thin place. There are many components to the Veil, the wall between our worlds. One of those components is water and since the universe is made of so much hydrogen, water makes a natural conduit for traveling. This makes Michigan is easy place to pop in and out of and a target place for shenanigans. It is seen as the spiritual Las Vegas, and what goes on there stays there. Sometimes.

Thus, I wasn't surprised that this was my brother's stomping grounds for his human laboratory rats. I knew enough of her to locate her house, a crappy one story dwelling with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. She was in a suburban residential neighborhood surrounded by concrete, cars, and boring individuals. There was so much that was unspectacular that I was in awe that my brother found something of value here.

We were outside of Detroit, (a far more interesting place.) I could feel the moisture in the air as I collected myself in the present day, present time. I kept myself invisible to the human eye, though I was aware that dogs and cats could often detect me. Wendy wasn't at her house, I could feel her energy nearby but not at home. She had an older son and a younger daughter, I could feel, from the outside of her house. None were home, either. Now would be a good time to snoop and absorb Wendy's energy and information-- to better understand her and travel on her personal timeline. Time travel was not a skill Meresin perfected. It is something mostly unique to me, and I admit I exploit it every chance I get.

The only thing inside the home I could detect were two elderly cats. I let myself inside, violating her home's personal protections and boundaries. Since Wendy seemed to be a witch (a feeling I immediately detected upon entering her home) she had personal charms and talismans protecting her dwelling. Being an angel, I can cross most of these.

Witches rarely protect themselves from angels. Come to think of it, no one really does. This is why it is easy for my brothers and I to pass through human protections. We aren't demons. I can't stress this enough. Demons can't travel back in time. Demons can't invent plagues. 

Demons can't heal sicknesses miraculously. Demons do one thing-- gorge themselves on negative energy until the host dies. Like parasites. Demons are also invented, either by angel by humans. Gods and Goddesses are a classification of demon, too, though no one likes to admit it. 

Angels are either already existing or transitioned human souls. We are different species. My brothers and I are angels, just slightly mutated by the dimensions we are forced to be in. Forced to eat negative energy, and we have adapted, like fish in the deep sea. We are weird now. We became what we ate.

Her house was an interesting place, warm and inviting. Small. I sensed the two old cats were laying on each other in a square of sunshine in the window. Their ears turned and detected me when I passed through the doorway. They didn't care. Being a witch's house, spirits seemed to use this place as a supernatural highway. I sensed other spirits in the house (though I kept myself invisible from them, too. A trick demons can't do) fairies, and even a hint of Wendy's dead family members and spirit guides-- keeping a loose eye on her. Their vibrations were all present.