The Darkest Of Pines

Sinful Man

Stanford was very angry as he paced his lab. The helpers for his cult fidgeted around him as the triangular summoning symbol began to glow. "Ambadexstrist! My dear master" Stanford bowed on one knee and his followers did the same. The demon that had rose in the middle of the circle was a silver traingle. The eye in the middle of it's body was thin-ovalized in shape along with a red and gold polk-a-dot bowtie beneath his eye. He had no cane, seeing there was no reasoning in it. "I may be over a thousand plus years old but that doesn't mean I'm taking on the style of an old man" Stanford remembered Ambadextrist telling him when they had first met. He rose up as Ambadexstrist allowed him to stand back up. "Fellas you have fed me well, the blood of recently pregnant women are one of my favorite treats" Ambadexstrist spoke as his body lit up in a silvery glow, "but..did you get what I wanted most?" Stanford momentarily grit his teeth. "Oh Stanford, Stanford, Stanford" Ambadexstrist floated closer to him, "Are you telling me you couldn't bring me two measly twins from a dead mother?". Stanford was about to say something before Ambadexstrist snapped his fingers for his mouth to be closed. "You're beginning to make me doubt you Ford, after all what kind of genius" Ambadexstrist chuckled, "Cannot capture and feed me two twins, I am a hungry thing that needs to be fed, but here you are, empty handed once more..". Stanford could only stand and listen, formulating his next move. "I know what can suffice for now.." Ambadexstrist flew over to two of Ford's followers and began to devour them. Bones could be heard snapping as their strangled screams were silence. Ambadexstrist turned showing what he was doing to make an example. He swallowed down what he had in his mouth. "If you don't give me what I want in the next two weeks, I'm going to have all your heads on my next dinner plate" Ambadexstrist threatened to the rest of the followers and Ford. The demon disappeared in a bright flash leaving behind a silent cold lab. Everyone looked to Ford for any guidance but only found a stone faced man. "Dismissed" was the only thing he uttered as his followers  began to leave the room. "Dina, play me something.." He spoke to the old woman hunched over a piano, her face was pinched tight due to loosing her eyes to Ambadexstrist years ago. She began to play a soft but heavy tune.

"Sinful man what's the plan?

Are we sacrificing the whole world again?

You already lost your brother, now you've sacrificed a young mother

Did you loose a heart to a young lover?

Trying to please something you know you can't

Yet here you are trapped in his hands

Oh sinful man, tell me why you want to die so much

Was your genius not enough?

Did your mother loosen you up?

Drowning your hands in the bloods of others

All because you couldn't please your father

your brother left high and dry, he didn't want to see so many people die

Sinful man

Sinful man

Sinful man, what's your plan?

Die alone or with all your people

We all know

They never loved you

Not as much as your brother did"

Stanford wanted to slam the piano lid on her hands but Dina stopped playing, slowly closing the lid. She gave a glance his way and walked out, using the walls to guide her. "That woman talks too much.." He muttered to himself, going over to figure out what his next move would have to be to please his master.