Army of Sin - Season 2 - The Gathering

Episode XXIV - The Other Side Of The Door

Location: Unknown…

The King of Hell stood unscathed amidst the burning building that moments ago had played host to his summoning. His jaw clenched as annoyance flitted across his face – he had been having the perfect day; laying naked on the white sands as an unsuspecting mortal rode him in the throes of sexual abandon. He licked his lips as his hands itched with sensory flashbacks of her pink nipples dusted by fine grains of sand. Such a lovely afternoon to indulge himself and yet the group that now burned to a crisp had dared to interrupt him; “They didn’t even have the decency to ask if I was busy,” Lucifer spoke over the crackle of the fire.

No words greeted him; the only noise was the sound of bones cracking and popping beneath the intensity of the flames. Embers kicked up into the darkened room as a soot covered skull crumpled beneath the foot of his white boot before he spread his wings wide in a stretch, jaw cracking with the yawn that followed.

“Giving me the silent treatment are you?” He asked into the column of smoke that rose over a pile of rubble mixed with human limbs. Reaching into the pile he removed a skull, before reaching with his free hand to work the jaw in mock conversation. Lucifer's laughter at his own antics was a burst of melodic sound as his stomach muscles contracted, the platinum blonde of his hair falling about his shoulders as he threw his head back in mirth. Straightening, both iris and pupil of each eye glowed white against the obsidian of his corneas before he raised a wide spread palm; the inside of which faced the smoke that bellowed upwards. Slowly, he curled his fingers inwards, drawing a figure covered in black smoke towards him.

Immediately, black flames that covered the figure attempted to merge back into the smoke. Lucifer smiled as the Shadow Warrior attempted to resist the power of his pull. Slashing his hand diagonally, a gust of wind tore through the room, extinguishing the fires and taking with it, the tendrils of spoke that covered the warrior’s body. As quickly as the smoke was removed, the figure turned as if to disappear into a dark corner of the room.

“Enough!” Lucifer clapped his hands, moulding an orb of pure white light before casting it into the air where it stayed suspended; dispelling the dark corners of the room. “Sit!” He ordered with a wave of his hand – an invisible force casting the Shadow backwards and into a large black chair that had materialized behind.

Smiling that charismatic smile once more, Lucifer strode across to where Lady Zenobia sat in wait, the white of his shoes unscathed by all the ash that covered the floor. He leaned over her slightly as his palms slid down the creamy skin of her arms to shackle her wrists gently, the raw heat of him, a force that pressed against the molecules of her physical form.

“Hello Princess,” the former Archangel greeted through his slightly elongated teeth.

“King,” Lady Zenobia greeted with an incline of her head, the light reflecting off of the black gemstones she wore around her neck.

“Where is my brother?”

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Location: The Lowlands, Scotland

Henrí stared out through the stained glass with a pensive and faraway look on his face, the curls of his hair dancing with the countryside breeze that filtered in. Next to him, the two women; Evangeline and Gigi sat in silence, bodies swaying into each other as the car they travelled in tore through the rocky path that led to their destination. Henrí gritted his teeth as the car righted itself safely back from three to four tyres, the movement taking the weight of Evangeline’s soft curves off of his arm. To the front of the vehicle, Alesky’s large frame was wedged in the passenger’s seat and hunched as he was, he showed no effects as the much smaller driver with the majority of his scalp balding, yanked on the steering wheel while simultaneously pulling up the car’s handbrakes bringing that screeching to a half on the outskirts of a small savannah.