Spiritual Warfare

chapter two

Reagan remembered the stories they told in church,  the endless words of wisdom his parents had told him when he was younger. When you die, you will account for everything you have done. .

Gasping with open eyes, arrived the soul of young Reagan. He looked around him. It was white for eternity. He wasn't standing on anything nor was he floating. He was just there. All of a sudden a booming sound surrounded the area. It was followed by laughter, a light chuckle. He wore red, very fitting. He held some trident or staff of some sort, red also. Horns poked out of his skull, and he looked and seemed fairly normal. Chocolate brown curls and brown eyes and a smile that lit up the room. His outfit, a suit red with a black tie. His staff he carried in his hand. "Ah, Reagan I've been expecting you." he said with a soft smile. He extended his arm, a hand ready to be grasped. Reagan reached a little, though startled by a loud lightning sound that broke attention away from the hand and man. This man looked older, his facial hair must have made him. He wore a white toga, almost a dress and wore sandles that looked hand made, to say the least. " Oh Satan." he said. "You must think more carefully before trying to take a child of mine." he replied firmly. Reagan had finally connected the dots. This was God and Satan.

Surprisingly God looked very similar to the images he had always seen and had in his mind. Satan on the other hand, seemingly different. He didn't have a raging attitude and  was not stomping around.

"Reagan." God said. His voice rich but firm. "You must account for your sins." he replied, as a massive book appeared infront of him. As he struggled to uphold the book he flipped to the first page. It has his name. "Now, there are few." he went on. Reagan accounted for the few sins there were. One last one came up. "Your death." God's facial expressions shifted, slightly. Satan's face grinned.

"Now Reagan." God spoke his voice light and bright. "You will have a choice, seeing its only fair." he said a bit begrudgingly. "You'll go with Lucifer first." he said gesturing.

"Are we on a first name basis now?" Satan or shall we call him Lucifer said his voice milky and a rich chuckle erupting from his mouth. Reagan took a look around the white emptiness and looked at God's approving nod before following the man in the red suit.

Hell was exotic. It looked like a toxic wonderland which was oddly alluring and interesting.

The color red was prevalent. All shades of the ravishing color. "Well." The man said gesturing to a seat.

Reagan took a seat  and within minutes two devilishly beautiful girls were sitting next to him, messing with his hair and kissing him.

Satan snapped his fingers at the girls telling them to exit. They got up nodded and gave a small smirk.

"Reagan" he said  his voiced boomed. The brunette haired demon took a seat behind his desk. He drummed his fingers on the desk. "That is just one of the of the small, pleasures and benefits of choosing our side." he said with an approving nod and charming grin.

Reagan's facial expressions couldn't be masked, a small grin washed over his face. The girl's fingers ran through his chocolate brown hair. If this was hell, it looked pretty nice.

'"Now young Reagan." boomed the voice of Satan from behind his blood red desk and royal thrown. His fingers drummed on the desk as if he were thinking of what to say next. "Ladies." he said with a smolder and a calm and collected voice. "If you would leave Reagan and me to discuss."

The girls got up and left without another word.

Lucifer folded his hands together bearing them down on the desk.

"There are multiple." Satan paused for a second trying to possibly find the word to say. "benefits to choosing our side."

"I mean for one, you get all the ladies you could ever want." Satan replied his voice raising and a chuckle arising.

"What is better than having all the girls at the snap of your fingers." he half commented, half asked.

"Though, it is a very fascinating concept, there are a few more things I'd like to show you." Satan said smiling devilishly.