“We are not under the title Nephilim, because unlike us, they have blood of angels in them, good blood. We are called by the name "Collectors". We do the dirty work, we collect hells monsters and send them back by killing them. Some are weak demons, some are mythological creatures, you never know what will break out next.”
“But then we are the good guys after all, right?” I asked. Well, we didn’t let monsters eat people and damage stuff, that would make us as good as Nephilim, or whatever - made sense to me.
“The good guys… of hell.” Lucas said to himself. “No, we are not the good guys Chrystal" He turned to look me in the eye ".,and we never will be, we have evil already inside of us, it’s evil that gives us power, not love, not hope, not being “good”. We help Satan, we help him by not letting the monsters out, by not letting Nephilim have them. We’re the opposite of “good guys”, we're the opposite of everything good."
The devil always collects. And, so does his son.
DRAKE
Most guys like their dads.
Most guys aren't the son of the literal devil.
When Daddy Dearest tells me its unseemly for the last living son of the Lord of Hell to be unmarried, I hate to think who he has in mind. Until, I remember I'm technically already married. Yeah, she's human, and I was all of eight at the time. But, still counts.
Now I just need to get my wife to Hell for a meet and greet with Pops and send her back home. Except, our marriage won't technically be legit until it's consummated. And I don't kno that I want to send her home...
WREN
Most girls live normal lives.
Most girls aren't married to the devil's son.
There is something weirdly familiar about the new guy next door, but I can't place it. Then a weird little demon thing turns up in my room to tell me a prince of Hell wishes for an audience with me. Oh, yeah. And apparently - while I'm not even eighteen yet - he's my husband?
So, I find myself stuck in Hell with a husband. And I guess I don't hate it as much as I thought I would. There's always something going on and things to discover. And soon, I don't know that I want to go home.
Please be aware that this story uses Australian English spelling and syntax. Not recommended for younger readers due to mature content.