the devil cries

the devil cries ■ chapter eleven

I was walking around the corner of the block, confused as to where I should go. Some passers by also were already eyeing me weirdly, but I tried to play it cool. Maybe they were thinking that I wasn't from here or I was crazy or just a new soul roaming the Realm for the first time.

Either way, it is so embarrassing. I look like a fool here.

Samyaza told me that he would be here yesterday, but I couldn't seem to find where the fuck he is. Seriously.

I was quite nervous when I saw an old woman dressed in a white dress approaching me. She then looked up at me because I was really taller than her. No shit.

If this old woman reads my mind like those Seven, forgive me, old mama. I have sinned against you.

I almost jumped six feet in the air, even if that was exaggeration, when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I almost pulled on the crystal if it wasn't for Samyaza holding my wrists and chuckling.

"Missy, you don't just hurt me, calm down, woman," said Samyaza, smirking, and I breathed out in relief.

"You literally just scared the living shits out of me and you're expecting me to calm the fuck down," I said, and he laughed.

He then covered my mouth again as I was about to speak, and then dragged me to the side of a building. I was confused why he did that, but then he peeked out with a serious expression across his face.

I was about to peek along with him, but there he goes with him stopping once again. I raised my hands in surrender and bit his palm, causing him to shriek like a girl but covered it up with a chuckle.

"Damn, girl, you bite hard," he muttered, and I smiled at him sarcastically.

"If you're gonna kidnap me for teo days straight, you jerk, at least let me speak up. By the way, your hand tastes like sand. What the fuck did you do before you came here?" I asked, and he groaned.

"I knew I was gonna have a hard time with you after you talked with him," he said, and then pulled me away.

We were now calmly walking, and I inspected our surroundings. We were just blending in, because Samyaza wore a pure white tuxedo and I wore a white dress littered with gold intricate designs. We seriously both looked like archangels.

I just realized something, so I tapped his shoulder as we reached an eerie antique shop. Is it just me or antique shops really give off a creepy feeling? Me? Oh. Whatever.

"What now, Kassandra?" He asked, probably annoyed at me which amused me even more.

I feel like whenever Lucifer or Samyaza were annoyed at me, I like annoying them even more. But when it comes to the Seven, I feel awkward and I feel like I did something wrong. Really wrong. I don't know.

We then entered the antique shop, with only us as the customers and an old man behind the desk.

"Are you an Archangel?" I spitted out, and he instantly choked with his own saliva causing me to raise both my brows.

What was so funny about my question?

"Never. Just an... angel. Yeah, an angel," he answered, and I shrugged.

"Where are we going now? That second idiot probably is rotting with boredom in his place," I said, referring to Lucifer causing him to chuckle.

"If he hears you say that, he's gonna burst into flames- oh. I forgot. He can't anymore." He said, and then shook his head.

We then walked towards the old man, and Sam asked for a key. The man instantly gave him one, making me feel confused. Do they know each other, and does he always go here? Is that the reason why the old man just gave the key to him?