The Devils Love

Chapter 8

Hey... It's been like three years and I forgot I have like twenty-four drafts of this story. It's definitely gonna be out of order but enjoy it!

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We both walked outside to her car and drove off. The scenery was beautiful, the blue sky, the sea, the birds chirping. It had been around an hour and she still hadn't told us where we were going. "I don't know why you won't just tell me Exactly where we're going" Michael said, "I'm sorry. I'm already a little freaked out I've said too much. And you being who you are..." Madelyn said keeping her eyes on the road. "It's okay. You don't have to be nervous around me I'm the same guy I was when you met me" he said causing her to laugh, "That is so not true" she said. "Just tell us Madelyn, I promise it won't hurt you" I said making her laugh again. "We are, like, this secret network. We all know each other" she said, "So a secret network of people who sold their souls?" I asked her. "Yeah. And... if you think about this network like it's a hotel, then I'm taking you to the penthouse. No one is gonna pass up a chance to meet the true son of the most foul. If there is anyone who can help get you back on track, they can".

We arrived at an extremely large mirror building, we still had no clue where we were. We pulled up and got out of the car while admiring the view and the tall trees surrounding us. Michael turned around to look at Madelyn, "You're not coming with us?". "They're only interested in you. Just... go up the path to the entrance . I really think you're gonna be impressed. At least I hope so" she said resting her elbow on the edge of her car. Michael walked over bending down to reach her height. "Why are you so good to me?" He asked, "I've waited for you my whole life, we all have. Could I ask you a favor?" Madelyn asked starting to well up. "Anything" he said, "When you finally talk to your father, could you maybe put in a good word for me? When I get to Hell, I wanna be in the lowest circle" she said. "Circle?" He asked in confusion, "However it's structured, I want to be in the worst part. Or the best part. I want to burn in blistering fire for all eternity in service". "I'll see what I can do, okay?" He said smiling and backing away from the car, "Okay" she said letting out a slight giggle. As he walked back to me we linked arms and turned around to hear Madelyn scream 'Hail Satan!' as we got far away.

As we walked into the large building we told the security our appointment and got lead to see a woman with bright orange hair. The hallway was long and strongly lit. "We're here for our appointment" Michael said bluntly, shifting the mood to an intimidating air. "Last name" she said rudely, "Langdon." . "Mr. Langdon you'll go down those stairs and follow the long hallway, you and your toy and find it yourselves" she said staring me down, "Trust me, shes not my 'toy'. If you excuse us we have a meeting to attend and if you hear any screaming dismiss it and go on with your day okay?" he said with a smile as he tapped her desk. "She seems like a lovely person to work with" I said letting out a deep breath.

We walked down the concrete echoey hallway until we saw the door we had to go through. We walked in to see a glass room with 2 men and 1 woman. "Dude. What's up? Come on in. Dying to meet you. Madelyn's really been talking you up. That lady is whacked right? But she seems totally convinced that you're The One" the one with the dark hair said. Michael looked at their work as I stood in front of them with my arms crossed. "No offense, but I thought you'd be a little more jacked. Like, I was picturing you totally ripped, like The— like The Rock when he was, you know, The Rock" the blonde one blurted out. I know you shouldn't let first impressions base on what their personalities are but holy shit I knew these men were stupid as fuck.

"Yeah, that's, like, stereotypical, dude", "Yeah, that's not cool. Uh, what's your name again?" He asked. "Michael. Langdon." Michael said, "And you are?...." one of the men said facing towards me, "Nerissa Davidson" I said with a straight expression. "Michael Langdon. I mean, got to admit, that's a little weak, right?" They said letting out a chuckle, "Shouldn't you be like Beelzebub or some shit like that? Old Scratch? She's got a badass name, like I'd fucking kill to be called Nerissa" The blonde one said. "Let's go, they're not interested in the real matter" I said as we both start to leave. "Oh, dude, dude, dude. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait! Hey, hey, hey, hey". "Uh, we-we-we believe you. It... You know, I thought I'd be, like, pissing my pants or something and... I am dry as the Sahara, bro", "Yeah. You got to look at it from out shoes, here. I mean, how to do be know you're the Antichrist?". "Yeah, how do we know?"

Michael walked over to show his marking to prove his point. "Yeah, I mean, that's cool, but it's just a tattoo and your scalp", "No. it's true. I can feel the darkness. It's making me sick and it's coming from him" the woman said running away. "Here we go" Michael said under his breath as he rolled his eyes, the girl lit up in flames and I helped him by getting rid of her ashes. "Holy shit!" They both said in shock, "What the fuck are you guys" one of them said. "Are y'all that dumb, he's the antichrist, I'm a witch, it's a long ass story and it would be amazing if we could just get to the main point without any interruptions?" I said. They got on their knees and began to repeat, 'Hail Satan'.

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