"I apologize for requesting to all to meet here on such short notice." A low, accented voice said. She glanced over the group of people sitting curiously at the meeting table. Carmilla's eyes narrowed. "But, with that being said, I'm sure you all also understand why you've been assembled."
"My dearest Carmilla, thee hath gathered us to discuss thy rather imprudent infiltration that hath occur on our haggath grounds...yes?" Zestial spoke out, seemingly unbothered by the threat brought upon the entirety of Hell.
A groan was let out. "For fucks sake... SPEAK ENGLISH OLD MAN!" Off of a video screen, three bored faces drawled out. "I mean seriously, who even talks like that anymore?" A woman took the place of a TV-faced man.
Carmilla snarled lowly. "Watch your mouth." She frowned at Zestial, silently apologizing for the Vee's behavior. He nodded.
"So hold on," A large, wolf-woman interrupted, "Ya'll are sayin' that there actually is a high-ass ranked Angel here? In Hell?" She ran a hand through her hair.
The TV-screened man rolled his eyes. "No, you fuckhead. There's just an itty-bitty-witty little bug that somehow crawled into hell," Voc mocked. "No shit there's an Angel down here! Zeezi are you stupid?"
Zeezi growled. "Try saying that to my face you fucktard—!"
"ENOUGH!"
Carmilla's loud voice bellowed through the room. "Behave yourselves! We have pressing matters at hand already." She turned on a projector, illuminating the darkness of the space.
"Two days ago, a strong, Heavenly presence entered the 7 rings of Hell," she scowled, "annual extermination happened one day prior to the invasion.
"Chaos will only further ensue if sinners find out." She scowled, placing a large hand on her chest. "We cannot let that happen."
"Carmilla, darling," A moth demon purred, "what the shit do you expect we do? Let the slimy thing run free?" Valentino teased.
"No. As soon as the Angel's approximate location has been found, capture it by any means," She slammed a hand on the table, eyes glinting dangerously. "And do what it takes to get rid of it before it wreaks havoc."
The discussion continued, but he already had the information he was looking for. Hidden from sight, a shadowy figure eased its way out of the room undetected. It slid across floors, covered by every crevice and cranny it could find.
Sliding out of one of the building's many windows, the shadow met with a red-suited man. The two mirrored each-other, both in looks and actions. They grinned, a crazed look forming in the true demon's ruby eyes.
"Dear fellow, tell me what you heard. I'm eager to know." His static laugh echoed in the empty alleyway. His shadow merged with him, becoming one.
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Far from the Overlord's meeting sat (Y/N) on the roof of the Morningstar Castle. She pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her face on her crossed arms. Her face hardened as she stared out into the Pride Ring's red sky.
'HELP!'
'PLEASE, SOMEONE, ANYONE!'
'DONT HURT ME!'
'THEY'RE COMING!'
'NOT THE KIDS! ANYONE BUT THEM!'
'IT'S THE EXORCISTS!'
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Fanfic**DISCONTINUED** The High Priestess knows better than to view the universe as black and white. In contrast to her superiors, she understands that where there is bad in good, there can be good in bad. A shame it is that such a mindset got her banishe...
