Monday- No longer working for Hell. Works for herself and has been told that she would make a better queen and is going to make sure that happens.
Sequel to Monday and the Bad Case of Demonic Possessions. Book #2
Once I thought I was in the clear, I went back to Adam. I needed to continue monitoring his training. He may be doing well now but I need to make sure that he doesn't get stuck or killed by something. I know that I didn't need to drive a car but I did. My car, a blue 1997 Land Rover Defender, was stolen by someone and even though it's not that old, I had it for a long time and now I had to find a new car. My new car was better. My new baby was a 1959 Cadillac Fleetwood and it was fucking awesome. Seeing that I was not able to travel back in time and get on of these cars, I called in a favour with one of the crossroads demons, Nyla, to find me one and she did and it is my new baby. I liked driving. I got in my car and drove to Adam.
I made it there in record time and he was still alive and not stuck in a body so that is a win. I hopped out of my car and walked up to the path to Adam. He looked quite pleased with himself still. Maybe he showed Volac's guy that he was doing just fine and he didn't have to stick around for much longer. That would have been great but I have my doubts and well I was wrong. For some reason now I am always wrong.
"Hey, Adam!" I called out when I got there.
Adam was trying to be a show-off as he jumped from one body to the next. He was doing quite well now and I was proud. I have taught him so well!
"Hey, Monday! Did I do that well?" He asked as he skipped over to meet me halfway.
"Yeah, it was great but don't get cocky because cocky gets you caught and killed, okay?" I said.
"Okay!" He was quite happy and it was good to see.
"So, what was that all about?" I asked as I sat down on the soft, green grass beneath my feet.
"Well, Alastor asked about how I was doing and what I was up to and he told me if I saw you, I had to report you because they don't like you and want you dead," he explained quickly.
"Cool, did you lie about me helping you?" I questioned.
"Monday, I may be a newbie but I know how to lie," Adam replied.
True. It was one of the best features about being a demon. I love lying. It's a million times easier than telling the truth. If we all told the truth, the world would be chaotic and perfect for demons but angels would then come down in all their glory and smite all of our asses. If you ask me, I like my ass and I would like to stay alive for just a little bit longer. I need to stay alive just until I see my favourite show end. I was the one who helped create in anyways and I needed to see it end. There is a story to this but it's not the time to tell it now. I have other priorities.
"Okay, good, yeah did they say why they want me dead?" I asked. I needed to know that.
"He didn't say really mention it but you must have done something bad," Adam said.
"Okay, next thing we need to talk about is that you need to lie and not slip up and tell the truth about me helping you because I know you said that you know how to lie but it is important to just lie all the time, okay, rule number one, demons are the worst and we love to lie and you must remember not to trust anyone as well because we all lie, got it?" I said.
I needed to tell him that. You can't trust anyone because we all lie. That's one of the cons of being a demon, there is no trust. Another would be that we are made to look evil when we are really not but baby steps, baby steps. Not all of us are untrustworthy Grade-A assholes but some of us are. Volac is and he is willing to sell anyone out if it helps him. Also only tells things to important demons that are in his little circle and he shouldn't really trust them either because some of them still talk to me and tell me shit. That's how I know he's fucking angels in his spare time. I've heard that he also likes to talk to them about what's going down in Hell. He should not be king but any stretch of the imagination and I think people are starting to realise that.
"Got it! How do I know that I can trust you?" Adam asked. He was learning quickly and it was good to see.
"Because I don't really talk to Hell anymore and I'm a good demon," I replied.
"Okay! When do you think I'll be ready to try and possess a living human?" Adam asked.
"Once you get the hang of this," I said and we returned to his training.
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Training Adam was difficult and painful. I was a great teacher but teaching Adam was hard. I know how to do the stuff; I just didn't know how to explain it very well without actually showing him how to do it. Teaching was painful.
Once it was getting dark and people would start to get more suspicious, Adam went 'home'. Home, in this case, was an old house (Jared was currently possessing) where demons could go and stay. It was one of my ideas and Volac took all the credit from me. I hated that part. I wanted all the credit to myself but if I did that then I would be dead. Also, I paid Jared to be quiet about me sending demons there. It was not the ideal situation but it worked.
I went back to my place. My place was great. Top floor, penthouse suite in a rich area of town. I was fancy and I had the powers to make me get the place. This place was also warded against other demons and angel and it had failsafe's in case something went wrong. I know a lot of people who were willing to help me out if I paid them of course. Another great thing about this little apartment is that hunters have no clue about it and I love that. I will not be getting murdered by any freaks any time soon.
Once I made it back to the safety of my apartment, I poured myself a glass of the finest booze I have in this place (it was not glass, I was drinking it from the bottle) and got into report writing. I had to finish up this report. Adam was almost done with all of this training and I enjoyed writing these reports. It was a simple template which was followed and made my job a million times easier to deal with. It wasn't my job any more but I enjoyed it and I liked to help them out. I was much better than Alastor or some other dick from Volac's team.
Okay, maybe I did have something against Volac and him ruling Hell or maybe I just was used to Luci ruling Hell and I was intrigued by him seeing that he was actually Satan or maybe I was thinking about how I could do a better job. I know that I wouldn't make a better ruler seeing that I was currently locked out of Hell and everyone hated me. It was just a little thought that crossed my mind. What if I could do better than Volac? Sure, I wouldn't be fucking angels in my spare time or anything like that but running Hell might actually be hard. You have to look after all the demons and make sure none of them fuck up, makes sure that hunters don't find out about the multiple gates that are opened and try to close them, make sure Hell is getting enough souls and finally you would have to make sure no one tries and kills you to take over control. Yeah, I would not want to rule all of Hell, a fraction of it sure but not all of it.
I have almost finished the report when my phone rang. My phone rings all the time but I choose to ignore it, most of the time. I set different ringtones for people I like and want to talk to. There's another one for work-related calls and I even have a special ringtone for if Volac tries to call me (it's me singing you're a dick over and over). The ringtone that was currently playing was TANTRUM by a little band called Waterparks. It was the ringtone for people that I like and there is a small part I played in the creation of that song which I might tell later. TANTRUM was the ringtone for people I like and want to talk to, so naturally, I had to pick up the phone. I would prefer if people just texted me but I never get what I want.
I looked at the caller ID before picking up the phone. It was from Amy. This better be a good phone call.
