Wrong Angels (GirlxGirl)

Revenge

Satan lunged at his angels. They had failed to retrieve the girl. Satan knew he would need her so he could destroy his nemesis. He quickly destroyed them. Bethany had sent his angels back time and time again. This time however, she left a mark on one of his favorites.

Satan pondered on what he should do next so he could get rid of her. He waved his hand and a mist appeared.

"I wish to see my slave." He told it.

In the mist, appeared the wife he had taken control over all those years ago. She was sitting alone in her room. She looked at the time.

1:07

He whispered in her ear, "You want to go see your new stepdaughter."

The wife got up, and went to her stepdaughter's room like her master asked. Satan thought a bit more and decided what to do. He let go of the wife, and transfered his hold onto the young girl.

"Write what I command. Then go amd deliver the letter to Bethany." He says with a wiked smile.

Satan had found out long ago that he was not allowed to physically harm Bethany, but he learned that his hold on the wife had extreme power over Bethany. He could make her say anything he wanted, and she would believe it. That way he didn't even have to hurt her, she hurt herself.

He laughed at how all the humans were so easily influenced. After the young girl delivered the letter, he quickly let go of her and put his hold back on the wife. Now just to sit back and watch the show.

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Satan sat upon his throne and viewed his work. Bethany was in the hospital. She was so close to death, he almost had her in his clutches. Then all his troubles would disappear.

His angel walked as close to him as her chains would allow, "She'll get better, you know. You can't pull the plug on her because that is considered harming her. It won't work."

Satan looked down at her. She was the most beautiful creature ever made. He walked toward her and stroked her cheek.

"My dear, I know. I have more fun planned for my beloved Bethany. Almost as much fun as I have planned for us." He says and grazes his lips across her mouth.

He kneels down and lets his hands roam around her legs. He begins to leave trails of kisses all over her. The angel doesn't react.

Satan growled in frustration, "One day, my love, I will offer for you myself, and you won't resist. In fact, you will beg for me, and believe me, you will enjoy every second of the time I will give you." Satan said to his love.

She looks at him in disgust. "Never." Is all she says.

Satan simply smiles, "We'll see."

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Satan walks down to the room where he had placed all his captured souls. He opened the door, and they all tried to escape. His protections had prevented them from even getting close to the door. He glanced around for his favorite until he saw her huddled up in a corner. He swiftly makes his way towards her.

"How are you today, Genevieve?"
She doesn't even bother looking up at him, "You almost killed my child."

He laughs at her bitterness, "Ah, yes. I sometimes forget about all that hatred you have towards me."

"You can't forget. I can't forget. My children are alive and well on Everything. Their names are Lacey and Bethany. My husband is Cristopher, and he loves me. He promised that even though he can't be here, my babies will be safe. Bethany will restore peace and remind the angels of where they belong." Genevieve says in a rush not really talking to him anymore but reminding herself.

Satan laughed at her once again, all his souls forgot. She had the most spirit, though. She repeated that over and over again to herself. He knew she would forget eventually, but it was fun to play with her, and see how long her suffering would last.

"Bethany is in the hospital. She committed suicide," He whispers in her ear, "your daughter is dead."

The soul looked at him for a moment as if confused. She screamed the most earsplitting scream that anyone had ever heard. It only lasted for a moment however.

Genevieve looked back down and started repeating to herself again her voice getting louder and louder with each word, "You can't forget. I can't forget. My children are alive and well on Everything. Their names are Lacey and Bethany. My husband is Cristopher, and he loves me. He promised that even though he can't be here, my babies will be safe. Bethany will restore peace and remind the angels of where they belong."

Satan simply laughed once again. She had forgotten what he said. He told her again and again enjoying her pain.