Ghost Mirror

Chapter 6 - Royal Flush

Spencer and Vince proceeded down 42nd street. “So how are we going to find him?” Vince asked.

            “If you want honey, follow the bees.” Spencer replied.

            “Sounds like a surefire way to get stung.” Vince objected.

            Turning and heading up 8th avenue Spencer and Vince headed toward the beasts lair: Central Park, only nineteen blocks away.

            Passing 58th street Spencer noticed several demons were following them.

            “We’ve got company.” Spencer quietly declared.

            “I know, they’ve been following us since 47th street.” Vince admitted.

            “So why haven’t they attacked us yet?” Spencer wondered.

            “I don’t know.” Vince admitted.

Crossing 59th street they entered Central Park and they noticed their tail had increased; it was now a full blown procession.  Many demons passed by and headed into the park, vanishing into the foliage.  Their entourage remained; occasionally they would catch a glimpse of a demon racing by until the Bethesda Terrace came into view.

            Spencer approached the edge of the terrace and saw the fountain on the lower terrace, the hellish prince could not be seen, there was, however a familiar man standing at the waters edge.

            “Rodney?” Spencer asked, racing down the stairs to greet him.

            “Spencer, where did you go?” Rodney asked.

            “Rodney, we looked everywhere for you.” Spencer confessed.

            “Don’t lie to me!” Rodney spat “If you had looked everywhere you would have found me.”

            “What do you want me to say, Rodney?” Spencer asked.

            “Serve me.” A familiar voice called from behind.

Spencer and Vince turned to see Lucifer standing atop the stairs, his feet were about twelve inches apart and he held his hands behind his back.

            Releasing his hand to hang at his sides he strode down the stairs and walked right up to Spencer.  Spencer glanced back to Rodney, and he was gone.

            “Where’s Rodney?” Spencer asked.

            “Who?” Lucifer asked.

            “Don’t play coy, Satan.” Vince seethed.

Lucifer bore his teeth and almost growled, Spencer could tell that Lucifer hated the name that Vince called him.  Lucifer managed to remain composed.

            “Why have you come here, Spencer?” Lucifer asked.

            “We came here for you.” Vince revealed, getting right to the point.  Vince summoned his celestial sword and pointed it at Lucifer, who casually glanced at the blade and nonchalantly glanced back to Vince as though he did not fear the weapon.

Vince and Spencer began to circle Lucifer.

            “What are you going to do with that?” Lucifer asked.

            “What I failed to do in Utah.” Vince retorted.

            “You?” Lucifer mocked keeping his eyes on Vince, “You can’t defeat me.”