“think of it this way; i’m tired of simply ripping apart humans up here.” it was fun – very fun, but got boring ( more so repetitive ) after a while. a reason to why he was going to ‘change’ his usual target’s, but in reality, it was just one target. one, that had managed to send him to hell before, but now? oh, now, he was ready. now he knew what he was facing. “so, it’s time for a rematch. one… that i do believe will turn out better than last time.”
“invited.” well, that sounded like a crock of shit. lips press into something akin to a smile, but the kind that masks an apparently building rage. “right. and i’m sure you’re only sticking around to make sure she’s okay.” god, this is what he gets for not raising her himself. “listen, i think it’s probably time you leave.”
“we have a… connection.” it sounded like a corny line out of an old tv series, but quite honestly? he didn’t feel like rephrasing what he said. not at all. “if i leave, she’ll get worried, and that’s the last thing she needs right now.” of course, he was free to leave at any-time… he just stayed due to the fact the house had everything he needed… and then some. “then again… let’s just say the real reason i’m sticking around is quite obvious.” a pause, grin spreading across his lips. “isn’t it?”
“sounds exhausting.” especially since he wasn’t exactly fully corporeal, anymore, as people went. not in this world, anyway. maybe if they were both back in hell, but – well. here they were. “you wanna clarify for me what you’re doing in my HOUSE?”
“i was invited.” among other things. “you do have a fine collection – relics of all sorts. liv has been happy to let me take what i need.” more or less. “if i wanted to, i could trigger something there is no going back from, but i won’t,” not yet, anyways, “due to her.”
“ — have I expressed lately what an UTTER FUCKING DELIGHT it would be to send you right back to hell?”
“ have i expressed lately how it would be so LIBERATING TO RIP THE SKIN OFF YOUR FACE piece… by piece?” it was part ky mocking him, part a threat, and part sarcasm. all the same… it was a threat.
“didn’t you ever hear about the third time is the charm?” he couldn’t help taking a step forward. “you sent me back once, but i learned my lesson since then. just like… i know your daughter is under more protection when i’m around than anyone else.” it wasn’t that he cared – no, she was just powerful, and he was going to do whatever was necessary to make sure she kept her trust in him. that way… he had a sense of security – something that he wasn’t going to give up. no matter to who it was. “her soul is in better hands with me than those flying freaks up stairs. trust me.”
Hellfirebound 