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New breed of evil	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 8343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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- 16
- 17
I'm sorry that the
chapter took so long to write, but real life was keeping me busy.

Patty: Thanks for
reviewing. Punching Lucifer just seemed like something John would
definitely try.

Morningstar: The idea
you had for John's mother is something I had already thought about.
It just won't be her, but that's all I'm going to tell. Mammon will
be back in the next chapter. They won't get the souls from the poker
game, but eventually they'll come up with a plot to get new ones. Oh
and your idea about a Lu/John kid: Stop giving me plot
bunnies! I have enough of them already. Thanks for your
wonderful review.

paranoidcharlotte: Your
curiosity shall finally be satisfied. Thanks for your review.

Chapter 16 - Story and Possession

Lu's eyes took on a
strange distant quality as he seemed to remember events that had
taken place eons ago. His hands started absentmindedly
carding through John's hair, seemingly forgetting not only the
presence of his consort, but also his will to talk.

John wanted to place
one of his sarcastic comments to get Lu to talk, but the mood the
Devil was in seemed to be as fragile as glass and since he was
intrigued to hear the story John summoned all his patience, managing
to hold his tongue.

“You know that I tried to lead
the renegade angels in the war against God. The bible makes everyone
believe that it was nothing but a selfish attempt
to win power from God, but that is nothing but a lie that has been
planted in the hearts of those that believe in God.”

The soft voice Lu used
shocked John almost as much as his words had. He had always believed
Lucifer to be nothing but a power-hungry asshole, wanting paradise
for himself. If not for power, what had been his reason? His question
was immediately answered as Lu continued.

“God was vicious in the old
days, his wrath frequently rained upon the humans. I, like every
other angel, was by nature neither vicious nor cruel, because he
hadn't made us that way. Together with the other renegade
angels I fought against him to abandon the vicious methods he
punished human kind with, but we were defeated by those loyal to
him.”

John's mind was reeling
from the story, although the revelation that God himself was a
vicious asshole didn't surprise him at all. “He immediately
cast all the rebels into perdition until only I was left on the
heavenly plane. Although we had lost the vicious war, the blood of
angels that now stained paradise had caused God to think. He came to
the conclusion that he couldn't be good and bad united in one person,
his viciousness sometimes winning over his goodness. That was how he
decided my punishment.”

Although he had a faint
idea what God had done, John still waited for the remainder of the
story. Up till now it had not only explained a lot about Lucifer, but
also about God and the arrogant angel
assholes.

“God wanted to get rid of his
wrath and the evilness that resided inside of him, so he transfered
them into me before casting me out of heaven. And that is what the
tattoos are for. They are chains to bind
God's unwanted vicious powers to me and also keep me from ever
entering paradise again. As long as I can't get rid of them hell and
earth are the only planes I can go to.”

Then he fell silent and
John just didn't know what to say. None of his usual sarcastic
comments came to him and he didn't want them at the moment either.
Ever since he had gotten to know Lucifer he had always seen him as
the demon he was and never as the fallen angel he had once been. His
eyes were open now. John had thought that he despised God in the
past, but now that Lucifer's true story was revealed his strong
dislike had turned into outright hatred.

He had always been
closer to the darkness than to the light inside of him and now that
he knew what goodness and light meant in reality, he had no
wish to attain it anymore. Those that believed God to be better than
Lu really had no idea what was going on. Blind fools. And he had been
one of them. Suddenly Lucifer's hands tightened in John's hair as he
came out of his reverie.

“Enough of that, Sonny. We
have more important things to do now. I have a special gift for you.”

Lu's tongue wriggling
into his ear was enough to tell John that the old Lucifer was back,
having shed the remains of his once angelic existence again. A gift
for him. He couldn't think of something Lu would give him, although
he had a few ideas of what he would like. He didn't envy whoever was
part of Lu's plan.

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John had barely finished his thoughts,
when he found himself in his mother's bedroom, where his brother, his
wife and their son slept. Lu was molded to his back, his hardened
cock pressed firmly against his ass.

Although John couldn't see his face he
could clearly imagine the smirk spread over Lu's features as he
started to talk. “Just watch, John. The show is about to
begin.” A single gesture was all it
took for all hell to break loose.

The young boy suddenly arched up from
the bed, a scream tearing from his throat. His startled parents were
immediately awake, shocked at what they saw. Slowly the boys features
were changing, showing the demon that had taken residence in his
body.

Lighting himself a cigarette John let
a pleased grin appear on his face. His life was once again real good.
His family was getting exactly what they had feared about him and Lu
was slowly sliding his hands down to his groin, where his cock
immediately took notice. But all he got were a few teasing strokes,
before Lucifer once again whispered in his ear.

“I'll leave you to your game now. The demon will listen to
every word you say.”

And then the pleasant pressure was
gone from his back. Languorously enjoying
his cigarette John watched the drama unfold
in front of him. His mother had just entered the room, while his
brother and his wife tried to calm their squirming
and growling son. They were in dire need of an exorcist.

Too bad for them that he wasn't there
to help anymore. Once again smirking at the thought John watched as
the demon showed a little more of his features. Constant insults were
pouring from the boy's mouth, but he suspected that they couldn't
understand the Latin mutterings. His
command of speaking English was immediately obeyed.

“I hate you. You are completely worthless as parents. Your
souls should rot in hell, where they belong.”

Their faces looked hilarious, just
before his brother's wife dropped down in a faint. But the demon
hadn't said everything he wanted to. “I am your punishment for
your sins. This is what you deserve for trying to deny our
existence.”

Then the body of the boy flew up from
the bed, crawling along the ceiling. Although he had seen this
behavior in demons countless times, it
fascinated John once again. Whenever he had seen a demon possession
before, he had always been there to get rid of it and had never taken
the time to really watch the show. From his altered point of view it
was unbelievable funny to watch the different expressions of shock
flicker over his mother's and his brother's faces.

His mother had taken up frantic
mutterings and he even heard his name uttered a few times. Meanwhile
Matthew was trying to get his son down from the ceiling, but that
only earned him a few scratches as the boy clawed at his face.

Suddenly his mother spoke up: “Maybe
we should call your brother. He has always spoken of such things.”
How thoughtful of her. Now she realized that he wasn't as mad as she
had always assumed. The regret that flooded her at her realization
was a bitter aroma in the air, almost choking his senses. John could
hear thoughts about taking her condemnation of him back resounding
though her head. It was too late for that now.

As soon as she had spoken his brother
whirled around, rage clearly edged into his features. “No. We
will not call him. You are just as mad as him. My son is not
possessed by some imaginary demon.” The argument that followed
was rather boring to John, so he contended himself to give orders to
the demon that were immediately obeyed. When his brother finally gave
in to his mother's will, the whole room lay in shambles, destroyed by
his possessed nephew.

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John's amusement increased even more,
when he saw the exorcist his mother had called after being unable to
reach him. The man was a completely incompetent prick. He had come to
LA a few years back and had tried to take over his job, while John
had been in Mexico, retrieving some artifacts.

If he remembered
correctly the man had managed to pull
exactly zero demons out, having to surrender to even the weakest of
them. Sitting down in the comfortable armchair on one side of the
room John stretched out his legs, waiting for the amateur to begin
his work.

He acted as if he had never seen as
demon before, anxious and without the commanding tone that was
required for a successful exorcism. When he started waving a crucifix
around and muttering different bible verses John was unable to
contain his laughter any longer. He wasn't
the only one amused by the little display as the husky voice of
Lucifer suddenly appeared at his ear as he found himself in the
Devil's lap.

“Amusing, John. But I have something more important for my
second-in-command to do.”

And without a further warning, they
were gone from the flat.

TBC...
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