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"Mmm... yes, yes he is," Lucifer muttered in agreement, smiling down at her daughter as her now working wings carried her over the left armrest of her throne. Knowing the souls he had just taken would place him at the top of the Dominion class of angel. That is once Ira learn how to effectively tap into the new souls he had just acquired. Something that she couldn't help him with. That was something Ira was going to have to learn on his own. "Now what to do with them?" Lucifer mused as she gently stroked her daughter's hair with a finger as Anael sat on her left knee.

"Oh! I know!" Anael said, cheerfully. "How about we send them to the seventh circle, that's the perfect place for them?" she suggested, smiling proudly at her mother as she looked up at her.

"Hmm... yes, I think that's a very good idea," Lucifer nodded in agreement. Smirking at their frightened looks as she discussed their punishment with her daughter. "Do you think you can do it?" she asked, hoping that their practice had been bearing fruit.

"With pleasure Mother," Anael said, bringing up her hand. "My father has spoken; your sins are known. I, Anael, daughter of Lucifer and the Nephilim Suriel Zol," glancing at her mother when that name had just appeared in her head. Noticing the warm smile her mother was wearing at the sound of his name. "Banish you to the seventh circle to instill your eternal punishment into your foolish minds. So, in that one day, you will know who you serve now and forevermore," Anael said, the undertones of her authority lacing her words as her own powers flared to life. A cruel smile graced her lips at their feeble pleas to send them home. That wasn't something she was ever going to do, they needed to learn who their master was now. Anael would not allow their human minds to ever forget that one fact.

"Now let us help your father in keeping their punishment going while they serve him," Lucifer said, waving her hand through the air causing an overview of the town Ira lived in to appear before them. Listening to Anael giggle as she gave her left leg a little jostle.

"What about there!" Anael shouted pointing at the more poorer part of the town.

"Yes," a wicked smile spread across her lips at the fact that they would find resting their heads there quite unpleasant, "that does look like an excellent place," Lucifer nodded. Gazing at her daughter lovingly as Anael started to hum and sway. If she had to guess, Anael's angelic side was ecstatic at the thought of helping Ira in any way she could.

Darkness crept along the city as those that used the shadows to hide their nocturnal activities skulked from their lairs. Her crimson hair swayed in the cooling breeze as the lights of the city glinted off her dangling earrings. Her right index finger tapped against her left forearm as they sat crosswise along her upper stomach. Her nose wiggled as the scent of her perfume she had sprayed along the tops of her 38C breasts drifted up to greet her. Her bracelets clinked against each other; her black silk slip dress swayed gently against her cocked hip as she waited for him to arrive. She was a little miffed that he didn't stop and hang out with her when Rita took him to their college. Even more so when she learned that their mother, and Rita got their fix but not her.

"Hmpf!" Sue huffed as she stuck her nose into the air. "He should know how I feel by now," she muttered to herself. "What does Rita have that I don't?" Her ears twitched as she heard the rustling of wings. Her eyes glanced up as she saw a dark figure darting across the sky. Puffing out her cheeks mad at herself that she couldn't stay mad at Ira. He was what he was; no matter how much she wanted to keep him all to herself. Instantly feeling her skin heat as those eyes held a warm light in them as Ira step out of the alley.

"Hey Sue," Ira said, giving her a small wave of his hand. His heart raced as his eyes ran down her evening attire. Feeling his snake uncoiling as the night highlighted the beauty that Sue commanded. Tilting his head to the side as she turned her chin and huffed. "Sue did I do something?" Ira asked, confused by her behavior.

"I'm not... pretty enough?" Sue asked, slyly glancing out the corner of her eye at him.

"What...?! Sue have you seen yourself? You're like one the hottest women I know," Ira said, trying to curb her anger. Where it came from he didn't know.

"Oh?!" Her crimson eyebrow rose as she turned her attention to him. Knowing they would have a few more minutes to themselves while they waited for that woman to arrive. "Then why didn't you come see me when you were at my college today?" Sue asked, with a pointed look.

"Oh?! Well... I didn't know you were there," Ira said, with a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head. "If I had known..."

"Go on," Sue said, rolling her hand.

"I swear I would have, I promise," Ira said, trying to pleaded his case.

"Really?" Moving closer to him, her left hand slowly reached out. A need to touch his body burned in her mind.

"Of course! I would never blow you off like that," Ira nodded sternly. Feeling her fingers slipping below the waistband of his jeans. The clinking of her bracelets as they slid down her arm before coming to a rest against the heel of her hand. His body jerked slightly as Sue pulled him closer to her.

"You promise?" Sue asked, her lips less than an inch away from his.

"Mmmhmm," Ira nodded.

"Very well, I'll forgive you this time," Sue said softly, before her lips embraced his. Lightly moaning into his mouth as she felt his hands sliding along her waist. Pressing her body against his as his hands gently squeezed her ass. Feeling her nipples hardening as her tongue rolled in his mouth. Breathing heavily as their lips parted, her green eyes studied his brown ones, her lush lips glistened in the light of the streetlamps that lined the road. Pressing her forehead against his knowing she couldn't stay mad at him. Peering over his shoulder seeing the headlights of a car slowing down knowing the woman had arrived.

She had already informed her sugar daddies that they would be having a special guest tonight. That they could do anything to the woman within reason. Ever since the mall she has been wanting to show that woman what she truly thought of her. No one will ever make Ira feel so low ever again, not while she was around. Her hand ran up his back as her nose nuzzled his neck. Her eyes peered intently at the woman as she eased herself out of her car.

"Ira?!" Ms. Nunes called out to him, confused as to why the woman she had met at the mall was there. She had thought Ira had brought her there so she could have some more of that monster in his pants.

"So you're finally here," Ira said, turning to face her. A red light flashed across his eyes as he called upon his influence that dwelled in her body. A small smirk rose the corner of his lips as that blue haze drifted along her irises.

"Yes Ira," Ms. Nunes said, stepping closer. "I'm not known to have threesomes Ira," she said, looking right at Sue.

"Oh, did you think we were going to have sex?" Ira asked, arching an eyebrow. Inwardly chuckling at her perplex look on her face. "No tonight, you'll be entertaining Sue's friends," he said, gesturing to Sue.

"I don't understand..."

"Then let me put it into words you'll understand," Sue said, her voice was cold as her hands ran along Ira's body as she ambled over to Ms. Nunes. "For tonight you are my bitch," she hissed. Her sharp nail pressed against the bottom of her chin forcing Ms. Nunes to look into her eyes. "Isn't that right Ira?" Sue asked, looking over at him.

"Mmmhmm," Ira hummed.

"You do want to make Ira happy, don't you?" Sue asked, her seductive powers laced every word.

"Yes," Ms. Nunes said, as if she was in a trance.

"Good," Sue cooed, reaching down taking hold of her hand. "Then I suggest we head in, don't you Ira?" she asked, knowing her boys were going to have a field day with her.

"Lead the way," Ira said, shooting Sue a coy smirk.

"Come along, time to get those holes filled with nine different cocks," Sue stated, peering back over her shoulder. Her cheeks rapidly heated as she noted how Ira's eyes were glued to her ass as it swayed and bounced beneath her dress. The noise of the lobby filled in around them as they moved towards the elevator. One of her more wealthy sugar daddies always had a penthouse on reservation with the hotel. So, she knew there would be enough space for all twelve of them in that room. Sue couldn't wait to see the woman's mouth, cunt, and ass filled to the brim with their old wrinkly cocks. She knew that would forever mortify the woman. Especially since she was to record it just in case the woman thought she could abuse Ira again.

Biting on her lower lip as they rode up the elevator. Feeling Ira's hand slipping beneath the hem of her dress. Her chest rose and fell as she tried to tamp down her arousal while that same hand ran along her ass cheeks. Her nails dug into the palm of her hand when Ira's middle finger ran along her slit. Pressing the material of her G-string against her entrance as that heated appendage sought to soak up her juices with it. All the while noticing how the woman beside her stood silently, her gaze distant, her body moving under the guidance of Ira's demonic influence as the doors rolled open. Her breath shuttered as she felt the pad of his finger running up her crack, teasing her little starfish before she moved out of his reach.

Knocking twice on the penthouse door, feeling those teasing hands of his fiddling with the hem of her dress as they waited for someone to let them in. "Open up Richard!" Sue called out to the man that paid for the room.

"Forgive the late response Sue," Richard said, his nearly white hair was thin but well groomed. His fake spray on tan looked unnatural on his late fifty-year-old body. Slowly opening the door wider giving Ira a better view of the man, the room, and the other men that gathered in a small, clustered group. Each man wore their own pearl white robe as all eyes were on them.

Ira followed after Sue into the highly priced room. Noticing how they had set aside two chairs that over looked the cleared-out space of what Ira would describe as a living room if it had been an apartment. The blinking of the light on the small camera that sat on its tripod waited for the action to start. Ira kept his eyes on their faces or the ceiling, because he so wasn't about to have the image of their erections lifting up their robes in his mind.

"Gentlemen," Sue said, a coy, sinful smile graced her lips as her hand held onto Ms. Nunes upper left arm. "I present you a gift tonight on my friend's gracious behalf," she said, gesturing to Ira as he stood to her left. Noticing how their hands reached down and stroked their cocks as they eyed Ms. Nunes. "You may do anything within reason to this lovely, just don't be too... rough on her."

"We can do that," Richard nodded, his eyes flickering over to Ira as he moved up to Ms. Nunes. Who uttered no protest as he lead her into the throng of the other eight men.

"Well Ira, shall we go watch?" Sue asked, pointing to the two chairs. The sound of tearing cloth sounded in the room as they tore Ms. Nunes shirt from her chest. Her heart fluttered as Ira wore a cruel smirk as they pawed at her body. Sue's hand slid into his as Ms. Nunes's skirt went flying.

"Well, aren't you a nasty bitch walking around in crotchless panties." Ira heard one of the men say as the man stood in the nude behind Ms. Nunes. Looking away as that same man pried open her ass cheeks. Seeing the trail of saliva plopping down onto her back. To her widening eyes as the man thrust his cock into her semi-lubricated brown eye.

"Let's see how this bitch screams when she's DP'd," Richard said, as two other men lifted Ms. Nunes off her feet.

Ira watched on as her face went through various stages as each man took a turn in both of her holes. Scowling as he watched the torrent of semen just gushing down to the floor since her gaping holes couldn't hold back the volume they had pumped into her. Noticing how Sue fidgeted with the camera every so often when it didn't have a clear shot of the action. An evil light flared in his eyes as the huffing men stood over her used body. His influence still at work in her eyes as she peered at him as she laid on the floor in their combined spunk.

Looking over to his left as Sue rose from her chair. Noting the pink hue of her cheeks as she caught him staring so lewdly at her body as she passed. Arching an eyebrow as she disappeared into the bedroom only to return carrying in a tray with a stack of washcloths, a bowl of steaming water, a bar of soap, and a bottle of male enhancement pills.

"Gentlemen, I hope the night's fun isn't over so quickly?" Sue asked, the men with an alluring smile.

"Heavens no!" One of the younger men spoke up. He for one wasn't about to pass up this chance, nor was he about to let Sue down. It wasn't often that she brought them all together. When he had first heard word about her when he used to visit clubs that catered to his tastes. Sue was nothing more than a myth to him. Often spoken about in hushed whispers and very arousing words when he was in those dark corners. So, when he first met her he knew how unique an opportunity it was for him. When she had informed them she was setting this up to punish a woman who had abused one of her friend, it was he who got the other eight to agree to this. "We're just taking an intermission," he said, reaching for one of the washcloths. Dipping it into the bowl before reaching for the bar of soap.

Sue walked down the two steps into the sunken living room as the others cleansed their soiled rods. For tonight that woman wasn't leaving this room until every last one of them had their fun with her body. Taking Ms. Nunes by the chin forcing her to look at Ira as she laid in the men's cold semen.

"Do you understand why they are doing this to you?" Sue asked, her breath hot in Ms. Nunes' ear.

"N-no," Ms. Nunes said weakly.

"This is your punishment for disrespecting my Ira," Sue growled angrily into the woman's ear. Forcing the woman to her knees as the men filed in around her. "Now let's get that whorish mouth working on these cocks," she said, forcing Richard's semi-flaccid cock into her mouth. "Now get to sucking," Sue ordered. Noting how her eyes glanced over to Ira as the men made use of her free hands.

Her hands rose to her shoulders as she walked up those two steps towards Ira. Her heart fluttered as Ira's eyes moved down her body as her dress pooled around her feet. Placing her left hand on his right shoulder as she lowered herself onto his lap. Tilting his head back as her womanhood rested on his bulge as her lips neared his. Her fingers weaved through his hair as their kiss deepened. Sue was going to force the woman to watch as she rode his cock. To show her that she wasn't that important to Ira. That she, herself, had Ira's attention. That she mattered more to him than a quick fuck with his teacher.

"Mmmhmm," Sue moaned as Ira's hands danced up the sides of her chest. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his thumbs brushed along the insides of her breasts as his hands cradled them. Softly rocking her hips against his bulge to show him that her pussy was and is still better than all the women he slept with. To show that cock of his, the heat he produced in her. Her lips slowly pulled away from his, her left thumb brushed through his hair on the back of his head. Her lips gently plucked at his as she stared lovingly into his eyes.

"Sue?"

"Yes Ira," Sue whispered her voice was light and sweet.

"I got the tickets," Ira said, a warm smile greeted her as her body stilled.

"Tickets?! As in prom tickets?" Sue asked, excitedly.

"Mmmhmm," Ira nodded.

"Oh Ira!" Sue cried joyously as she kissed him passionately. She couldn't wait to be all his for the night. To show everyone at his school that they had surely misjudged Ira. "I'll make it a night to remember," she purred as her right hand slowly slid down his chest. Slightly lifting her hips, her hunger shone in her green eyes as her hand teasingly taunted his roused snake. "Now how about you make up for not seeing me earlier," Sue cooed sinfully as she eased down his zipper.

"For you, anything," Ira said, with a smug smile.

"Hmm..." Her thumb brushed along his lower lip. "Methinks someone likes it when they're deep inside of my hot pussy," Sue teased. Watching his eyes rolling into the back of his head, the low moan that escaped his lips as she ran her covered mound along his engorged rod.

"You know I do," Ira grunted as his hands rested on her hips.

"Then shouldn't your sister slide this hard, fat cock into her tight, sweet pussy," Sue whispered heatedly into his ear.

"Oh God yes!"

Lifting her hips, pushing aside her G-string, something she wore sparingly. Thongs were one thing; she could never really get used to how that simple string felt wedged between her ass cheeks. Biting her lip as his crown moved through her labia. She had been wanting this since she had seen him at her college. Wearing a smirk as she lightly smacked him on his left cheek for leaving her wanting for so long. Her eyes lusted in her want as she listened to the soft hiss that escaped his lips as she sank down that hard pole.

Resting her arms on his as she rocked her hips. Nodding as Ira squeezed her ass as she plunged down on that hard cock of his. Loving how it fit so perfectly inside of her hot love pocket. She knew he loved it too given the look on his face.

"Yes Ira, fuck me! Fuck me with that hard cock!" Sue loudly moaned as Ira sent his cock thrusting upwards into the depths of her core. Her body shuddered as she felt her cream flowing down his length. How she loved that feeling. Knowing that it was her that was bringing Ira such pleasure. Their lips lightly smacked as she rode that phallus hard.

Peering over her shoulder as she heard footsteps approaching. Seeing Keith with a bottle of lube, pouring some onto the palm of his right hand before tossing the bottle to the floor. Reaching back pulling her ass cheeks apart, keeping her G-string out of the way as she felt his finger penetrating her ass.

"Sorry boy-o, but her ass is just sublime," Keith said, before thrusting into her lubricated starfish. "Mmm... yeah, you like having two cocks stuffing you don't you?" he grunted as he sent his six-and-a-half-inch cock deep into her ass.

"Bear with it Ira," Sue cooed sweetly. As much as she loved being with him she did need to feed just like he did.

"Just don't spray me, alright?" Ira said, looking at the man over Sue's shoulder.

"Won't be a problem," Keith nodded.

Sue howled in pleasure as the other eight men took turns with her ass as they fucked and covered Ms. Nunes in their hot cum. However, the only person's cum that truly mattered to her was Ira's. She loved how it tasted, loved how it felt when it struck the back of her womb and filled it to the brim. Loved feeling it running down her thighs, she also loved the fact she could taunt her sisters with it when it was her alone that had fucked Ira that day. Smiling in bliss as she felt his spunk surging into her hungry cunt.

"You better head home," Sue said, as they stood in the doorway. Feeling her starfish clenching and unclenching trying to return back to its normal size. "Don't worry I'll make sure she isn't too roughed up by the end of it," she promised as she got one last kiss in. She never kissed her sugar daddies or any of the other men she slept with to feed. Ira is the only man that has come to know what her lips felt like. She implanted a false memory into the other men's minds allowing them to think they knew what her velvety lips tasted like. Sighing in longing as her head rested against the doorframe as she watched Ira stroll down the hall towards the elevator.

Ira ambled down the stairs after fucking Missy into the mattress that was his yet was now housed in his mother's former room. His mother, sister, and Vikki had already left for Las Vegas which he was thankful for given what they had sensed in Laura's home. While his mother and sister whined that he wouldn't be joining them, they couldn't fault his logic when he told them he couldn't miss school. Blowing out a breath as he lowered himself onto the couch glad that Vikki had gone with them. Reaching for the remote, wondering what he was going to do with himself since he had the house to himself for the next two weeks. Arching an eyebrow when he knew the TV wasn't left on the news channel the last time he cut it off.

"Grandma, I think you need to see this," Ira spoke to her with his mind as he watched the news replaying a strange storm that had happened over some swamp in New Orleans.

"What is..." Lucifer began to speak as she appeared behind Ira. "It can't be," she muttered as her eyes peered through the clouds. Watching that azure light shooting skyward. She knew only one being ever had that color. A being she thought had died out. "Ira, I need you to watch someone for me," Lucifer said sternly, knowing if that being was alive then it could be very bad for all of them. She had to go check on that entities seals. That horror could never be allowed to walk freely ever again and doing so would take her far away from Anael. Something she didn't want to do, given to her minions Anael looked like a simple ten-year-old. Anael didn't have the strength yet to fend off the higher class of demons should they think to attack Anael while she was gone.

"Do what now?!" Ira asked confused, as he turned in his seat. "What do you mean watch someone?"

"Anael here," calling forth their daughter as she gestured to her right, "was sent to me by some fools thinking that sending me the soul of a child would earn my favor," Lucifer said, as Anael shimmered into view. "Don't tell him a thing. Play innocent," she whispered into her daughter's mind.

"They did what?!" Ira roared in anger.

"I've been trying to get her into Heaven, hence why I haven't been around," Lucifer lied, her hand stroked her daughter's hair as her tiny arm wrapped around her right leg. "Yet my father and sisters aren't listening to my pleas."

"What?!" Ira's fist clenched in his anger. His human disguise burnt away in his fury. The red haze swirled in a tempest as the tips of his wings touched the ceiling.

"Calm yourself Ira," Lucifer said, smirking inwardly at his show of strength. Feeling Anael trembling in excitement and wonder as she stood before her father. "Will you watch her for me?"

"Of course, Luci," Ira said, his eyes falling on the little girl that stood at her side. From her long snow-white hair, her blood-red eyes that quivered as she looked up at him. To her warm smile that framed her face so perfectly. "I think I can entertain this little cutie until you get back," he said, returning his attention to his grandmother.

"I'll try not to take too long," Lucifer said, bending down whispering into Anael's ear -- who nodded in understanding. Watching how she ran around the couch and threw her arms around Ira's legs. Trying not to tear up at the sight as she turned to leave.

"Grandma?!" Peering back at him as Ira gazed at her so lovingly. "Whatever happens be careful."

"Of course, I am the Devil, Ira," Lucifer said, before disappearing into the ether.

Her six-foot form began to grow as she traveled down those shadowy paths that lay between realms. Heading to one place she allowed none to enter including Ira. A place where she stored her true sword. A sword she hasn't wielded since her fall. The one she ruled with was their attempts to replicate heavenly weapons. It didn't have nearly the power as the sword her father had made for her.

Her mind flashed back remembering the sounds of armored boots thumping on the ground as she rounded the corner. The sounds of the dying in that primal world. Her fist clenched as the deep red of the fabric of her once war banner loomed before her as the smell of hellfire polluted the air. The glint of her once heavenly armor caught her eye as the torches flared to life. Her chest lifted as she breathed deeply, inhaling the past and hoping her father would listen to her words. Praying that no one was foolish enough to unleash that beast.

The light of her golden eyes reflected off the water of the bathing pool she had created long ago. The light of the Pitt grew to a deep red in her pupils as the pool's water began to bubble. Her pearl white robe softly kissed her skin as it slid down her body pooling at her feet. Waves raced across the surface of the water as Lucifer moved towards the center of the pool. Her twenty-foot tall form sank as she knelt on those ancient tiles. Her massive MMM breasts bobbed as she brought her hands up. Wondering when was the last time she had actually done this. As her lips touched her folded hands as Lucifer bowed her head. Bits of golden light encircled her body hoping her plea would reach Heaven.

Minutes after Lucifer left...

Ira's hands hovered in front of him as Anael, the strange girl his grandmother left in his care, hugged him for far too long. Yet as he pushed past the weirdness something about the girl felt familiar. His eyes ran down her back, wondering why part of the gown's back was gone.

"O-okay..." Lightly patting her back telling her that her hug had lasted long enough. However, as he tried to gently push her away, Anael had a death grip on his body.

"Just a little more, okay?" Anael asked, with a dreamy voice. She had waited so long for this. Giggling as she rubbed her cheek against his stomach.

"Okay, this is getting so weird," Ira said to himself. "How about we watch a movie or something?" he asked inquisitively, as he stared down at her.

"Movie?!" Anael said, confused.

"Really? She has to know what a movie is?!" Ira said to himself as he tried to keep his emotions from his face.

"... Yeah... Let's see if we can't find something to watch, hmm?" Ira said, retaking his seat on the couch. Trying not to be freaked out at how fast Anael climbed on to it, and how close she sat to him. Swallowing hard as Anael snugged far too close. Glancing down as her head snapped towards the TV as 'Wishmaster 2' came on HBO2. Wondering how long she's been in Hell to cause her to smile so... creepily at the sight of the more gory part of the movie. Anael's hand stopped him from changing the channel when he knew the movie was too bloody for a ten-year-old.

"This is fine... daddy," Anael said, smiling up to him.

"Well, that isn't creepy at all," Ira groaned inside his mind. Wondering how long his grandmother was going to be. He so didn't want to deal with a 'Children of the Corn' kind of a thing. Nevertheless, as the movie played on Anael wasn't truly watching as her gaze was always on him. Breathing out a sigh of relief as Ira heard footsteps on the stairs.

"Going after them kind of young, aren't you Ira?" Missy teased as the lid of a bottle of juice popped as she entered the room. She had invited herself to stay until Cora and Bridgett got back, all so she could ride Ira to her hearts content. A chill ran down her spine as those cold blood-red eyes stared at her. "Funny," Ira muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"So, what's up with the kid?" Missy asked, trying not to be unnerved as Anael's eyes never left her.

"Babysitting," Ira said plainly. Filling her in on what had happened while she learned how to walk again.

"That's strange," Missy mused. She knew her grandmother well enough to know, that she wouldn't take an interest in one child's soul. Not unless... her eyes cut hard to Anael, biting the inside of her cheek as Anael held her finger to her lips. Missy got a strange feeling if she said a word she wouldn't be sitting there for much longer.

Hours passed and still Anael clung to him as he moved around the house. The only time he had privacy was in the bathroom, only because Missy kept her from following after him. Now as night had fallen upon his house, and the hour of sleep approached he could hear Anael screaming as she ran through the house. Hearing Missy cursing as she gave chase. Pinching the bridge of his nose as Anael kept calling him daddy, daddy, daddy as she searched the house for him. Why she called him that Ira had no clue.

"Aw shit," Ira hissed into his mind as Anael stood at the end of the hallway. The light in her eyes gave him an eerie feeling as her smile was stretched wide as she gazed at him.

"Daddy!" Anael squealed in joy as she raced down the hall. Her arms out stretched, the damp towel she wore jostled and threatened to unravel as her legs carried her across the floor.

Ira stood rigid; his hands twitched as they hovered in front of him. Quickly looking up as he felt her wet towel falling onto the top of his feet.

"There you are... Huh?!" Missy breathed heavily, cocking her head to the side as she watched the sight. Laughing inwardly at Ira's behavior. "You shouldn't be standing naked in the hallway," she said, in a sisterly voice. "You'll catch a cold and give Ira here some very bad ideas," Missy teased as she re-wrapped the towel around Anael's body.

"Ha, ha, very funny."

"Now come on, let's see if we can't find you something to sleep in."

Lucifer's hand ran over the broken seal. "Well, this is disconcerting," Lucifer muttered as she checked on the six thousand seals they had created in order to contain that woman's power. This was the sixtieth seal she had come across broken. Knowing if half of them fell then her return was guaranteed. Something that couldn't happen! Yet she wondered who would unlock her cage, what would they gain from her release? Her only goal was the consumption of everything in her reach.

"So, why?"" Lucifer asked herself out loud.

"Quite simple sister." Her sword slid effortlessly out of its sheath as she turned to face a voice she hasn't heard since she fled Hell. All of her fallen sisters could live out their immortal lives on earth if they could overcome their sins that had cost them their seats in Heaven. She, however, was to remain in Hell for all eternity. Although now, she didn't mind it since she could be with Ira. She wouldn't have him if she never rebelled.

"Ramiel!" Lucifer growled; her jaw clenched as she gazed at her fallen sister. Her golden eyes ran down her pink flowing hair as it rested gently on her shoulders. An eye patch covered her right eye that she had lost in battle against Reuel. Her golden eye held a dangerous look in it as it peered through her pink strands. Her black leather biker jacket bumped against her stomach, her equally pink scale plate bra held her 32DD breasts aloft. An arrogant smirk graced her lips as the chain that was attached to the pummels of her twin bastard swords clinked against the back of her see-through torn leggings. Reminding her of what Bridgett had told her of what people called 'Punk' resembled. "You of all people should know what you're doing is idiotic," Lucifer spat at her former lieutenant.

"Why else would we work to free her?" Ramiel asked, her fingers drummed along the hilts of her swords as she waited for Lucifer to make her move. "All you have to do is find the right humans, whisper a few things in their ears," she said, giving her left hand a little twirl.

"Why?! Surely, you don't think you can control Onoskelis?"

"Don't be foolish sister, no one can," Ramiel said, rolling her eye. Grunting in exertion as she blocked Lucifer's blow.

"Tell me why?!" Lucifer shouted as her powers grew and swirled in the depths of her eyes.

"Shouldn't it be obvious to you," Ramiel said, her voice strained, her arms trembled as she fought to hold back Lucifer's might. "We are tired, we are tired of living in this imperfect world. Tired of knowing that we can never return home. Never to see..." Ramiel's cheeks heated, her eye lustered in her past memories of her father's image. The air was knocked out of her as Lucifer planted her knee into her stomach. Feeling the force of Hell behind the blow as it sent her flying. Knowing Lucifer would be hers if she didn't have Hell to back her.

"I am sorry sister, but I can't allow you to accomplish your goals," Lucifer said, a hint of sadness touched her voice as she stalked towards her former comrade. "I take no pleasure in this..." As she raised her sword, an odd sound caught her attention. Her eyes widening as she felt the upsurge of Onoskelis's power. Bringing her sword up on instinct as she was ingulfed in a massive blast. The only thing she heard was Ramiel's maddening laughter behind her as Onoskelis's might over took her.

Ira stared blankly at his ceiling. Wondering why the two of them were in his bed. He just couldn't bring himself to take away the smile he saw on Anael's lips as she rested her head on his chest. Although he could live without Missy wrapping her body against his.

"Aw hell," Ira cursed to himself as Missy gazed at him with those hungry eyes and the way she bit her lip as she made his hand brush long her mound. Ever since they'd been alone together it seemed to him that Missy just couldn't get enough.

Sitting up in a hurry when Missy and Anael disappeared from his bed. His books, desk, knick-knacks shook and jumped as something tried to teleport into his room. His eyes went wide in shock and fear as his grandmother appeared in his room. Her blonde hair stood on end; the droplets of her fresh blood hung suspended in the air as time seemed to slow as she collapsed to the floor. Her left arm fell from her right hand still holding onto her sword.

"Grandma!" Ira cried out in fear as he jumped from his bed.

"Ira..." Lucifer peered weakly through her eyelashes. Wincing in pain as her immortal body tried to heal itself. Her wings, ribs, left femur were all broken minus her severed arm. "Can... you... heal..."

"Right! Heal!" Ira stammered finally coming out of his shock. White hot light flooded his room, shooting out his window into the night air as Ira poured his energies into healing his grandmother's wounds. After a few minutes that felt like eternity to him, moving away from her as Lucifer groaned as she sat up. Trying to hold down his lunch as his grandmother twisted her severed arm around the wound before her body healed the wound making it seem like the wound was never there. "What happened?!" Ira asked, concerned about her safety.

"Trouble," Lucifer sighed sinking onto the bed. A small smile found its way to her lips at the sound of four feet hammering on the stairs to reach his room.

"What do you mean?" Ira asked, noticing how her hand slyly rubbed the bed. Seeing how she took comfort in the once warm sheets. Turning his head when his door was thrust open.

"M..." Ira tilted his head when Anael quickly closed her mouth before rushing towards his bed. He was equally perplexed as she wrapped her arms around Anael. The way his grandmother allowed Anael to rest her head between her breasts; something she had told him she only allowed her family to do. The way Lucifer held her made him very confused. Then there was the way Missy's eyes were darting between the two like she knew something.

"Did you behave for Ira?" Lucifer asked, in a warm motherly voice.

"Mmmhmm," Anael nodded. Causing her snow-white hair to slide past her ears only to come to rest against her chest again.

"Luci?" Ira said, in a stern voice, to draw her gaze to him. "What's going on?" Biting his tongue as his grandmother rose. His eyes darted down as Anael's hand held tightly to hers. Feeling like he was missing something very important given the way Anael looked at his grandmother and him.

"Come," Lucifer ordered, as Missy quickly moved out of the way as they walked towards the door. "I'll tell you what I have found on the way," she said, knowing the only chance they would have was if that being joined them. To do that they needed to summon him or her. Then once they did explain to him or her about what's going on and pray that person believes the threat they were facing. Feeling her body heat as Ira caught her. Her cheeks blushing as Ira slipped his arm around her waist as he shouldered her weight. She knew it was going to take time to fully heal from her very narrow escape. Teleporting the four of them to a field on the outskirts of the town.

Her labored breathing showed her weakened state as they appeared in that desolate field. Her hand trembled as she brought forth the stone that laid beneath their feet. Using it to create the summoning area that was required to summon a being not of their mythos. Her nails cut into her palm, how she hated to show any form of weakness. Yet that didn't seem to bother Ira or Anael as they poured some of their strength into her whether they knew they did so or not.

"Now I need the two of you to stand there," Lucifer said, pointing to where she needed them. "You're going to need to give it everything you have to bring him here," she said, her tone told them they could not fail. Seeing their nods as she told Anael to say back. Squaring her shoulders, knowing once they did this her sisters would know. She hoped they would listen to reason.

Throwing up her arms as did Ira and Missy once the spell was completed. Watching how those golden bits of light shot skyward. Lightning arced between and along the clouds as it sought out its target. The ground trembled and quaked as the magic built.

"Gran! Is this supposed to happen?!" Missy yelled over the roaring wind as she struggled to reach her grandmother's side. Ira was taking on the brunt force of the wind keeping him pinned in his place.

"I don't know!" Lucifer yelled back; this was so much stronger than the last time she had seen this being. Her eyes nearly missed it as the black dot streaked down to the summoning pedestal. Lowering her arm as the once turbulent wind ceased, her eyes moved up the man's back as he rose to his feet. His brown hair was teased by the west coast breeze. Fear that screamed 'Run' swelled in her heart as that glowing cobalt eye peered over his shoulder.​