The Demons We Play With

Sweet little babes

All nestled in their beds

Unaware of the real world

That their lives are a fantasy

Reality is far more darker than their posh little worlds will have them believe.

Kick back kiddies....

I’m gonna make them ALL bleed.

In the dead of the night in the shimmering shiney world of suburbia, while they all seem to think that the world is peaceful and bright in their snug homes that they feel are just so secure with their overpriced, overpaid and feeble attempts to keep the dangers of the real world out, there is one that has fallen strolling casually through the peaceful neighborhood. Little did these fleas on society’s ass know....

“Bide your time, my treasure.” is what she would hear from her master, “We are almost to where this has been going all along. You must steal your reserve and know that we are for the greater good.”

The greater good indeed.

It felt like she was playing with powers far more powerful than even her Synister master, and she was drawn to it. There was deep darkness brewing and she was the catalyst for it all. She knew she was a tool in this wicked game they were playing.

And she enjoyed ever delicious moment of torture and pain.

Which is why walking through this picture-perfect gross display of ...perfectionism had her stomach turning like she had ingested some bad sushi.

She should have set all of it ablaze and be done with it. But her orders were clear...

She strolled up to a house where she was greeted with grunts before they swung open the door and she swayed her way through the threshold.

“HELLO EVERYONE! I’m home!” she squeaks out like she’s in a 1950’s sitcom, “Come out, come out wherever you are!”

All she could hear was whimpering coming from the far room to the right and slipping off her long flowing green jacket to reveal a slinky little black dress, looking like she’s going to a cocktail party. She glances seductively back at the freaks behind her as they close and lock the door behind her. She glides gracefully to the big sliding double doors and pulls them open and gives a sinister smile to what is inside.

“My, my, my, what is this, a surprise party for little ole me? All my favorite people gathered here in one room to welcome me home.” she says looking around and frowns a bit, “Pity though that your big brother couldn’t be here for this but that’s alright, I’m sure I’ll see him soon enough. After all, we are once again going to be in the same building on the same night but I wanted to talk to one person in particular tonight....and I don’t see her here. Grogorio, where would be the hostess to this little shindig?”

“Upstairs, mistress. She managed to escape to the babies’ room before we could grab her.” the tallest of the freak spoke.

Angel sighs to herself before turning around, “Well, I guess I’m just gonna have to go say ‘hello’ won’t I? Do me a favor, if they ever regain consciousness, send them my love.” Angel walks out of the room and behind we see 2 unconscious males and 1 female, “It’s a pity they didn’t see us coming...but how did she...?”

“I don’t know, mistress. I’m guessing she wasn’t in the room when they were knocked out and panicked.”

“I could have swore I told you the WHOLE house.”

“The little ones, mistress...”

“WEAKNESS GROGORIO!” Angel snaps at him and grips somewhere below the belt line. The pain etched on his face is very obvious as to where her hands are, “We will not allow ANY of these underlings allow us a moment to rest. We have allowed that for too LONG. These people and any others that get in our path MUST PARISH!”

“I. am. Sorry.”

“You will be. Especially when he gets word of this.” she releases him and he drops to the ground, “Clean up, I won’t be long.”

He only groans and nods in understanding before she turns and climbs the stairs and comes to the door that is decorated with blue and pink...an obvious gift from their artistic best friend. She slides her hand across the solid wooden door and knocks 3 times ever so slow.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

“Oh Lanah! I know you’re in there...look, I know you’re scared and all but I really just wanted to talk to you.” When no answer comes, she just sighs and plops down next to the door, “Fine. You sit there and you listen to me. I have been pushing and pushing for your whole family’s attention lately and more specifically the one of your big brother. I’m going to do whatever it takes to get there. I am going to make very specific moves to make sure that he knows that this is at the point where it’s going to get a whole lot worse starting now. When they wake up, they aren’t going to know what really happened...but you will. You give him a very specific message from me.”

She lays on the ground and on her back, “You tell him that he is going to witness first hand the absolute destruction of that newbie to the roster, Ace Sky; that even hell can ground the prettiest of flyboys. You see, as pretty as they all can be, we all have a deeper darker side and your brother is the DEEPEST of them all. I’m going to make examples of my opponent and I hope that he watches every deep twisted second of it, my dear.”

“MISTRESS! WE HEAR SIRENS!!!”

Angel sighs heavily and a look of annoyance crosses her face, “You really can’t find good help these days. Maybe I should make them an example in front of him as well.”

She stands up and knocks again three times just as slow as the first time.

KNOCK.

KNOCK.

KNOCK.

“Lanah, give my love to those beautiful babies that I know you are clutching in there with all your might. Tell them that their Auntie Angel will hope they understand what needs to be done when they are all grown and have to come across with the deep dark realization that life is just a cruel twisted joke...and that we all have our demons.”

She leans in close to the door...

“Ta, love.”