SATAN'S VIRGIN BRIDE
Satan, being the devil he was, was bored of of the same menacing things, day in & night out. One of his servants mistakenly said,
"Sir, Satan, you look lonely, maybe you should have a woman, at your side, ruling second in command." the servant loosing his balls after speaking without being spoken to, Satan spent the rest of the evening thinking about what the servant had said. No he didn't want a woman to rule in hell with him, he wanted a beautiful sexual companion, a mindless wondering soul, but where to find a good one.
He wondered over to his pool of black mucky water and peered in, "Hmmmmm....?" He waved a hand over the pool and images rushed by. It suddenly stopped, as if his mind had commanded it to, in the soft movements of the water was a vision of a young, black curly haired girl, screaming in horror in a warehouse some where in time. Now the vision seemed to be coming from a pair of eye's who's you couldn't tell, til a set of hands appeared holding rope, and the visionary started walk towards the girl, grabbing her arms and roughly tying them, and shoving a rag in her mouth and duck taping it in. Satan realized what was going on in the situation, and grinned to himself. The girl stared at the visionary, with such innocent sad eye's, the visionary seemed to look into her eye's then look away angrily grabbing at things, after about 7 glances at her eye's the visionary struck her, tears screaming down her cheeks, making the visionary furious, he grabbed a pair of scissors and grabbed her by the hair, aiming towards her eye's, stabbed the scissors into each eye's his eye's wincing between strikes. The visionary set the scissors down next to the lip girl, and rose to his feet and leaned against the table closing his eyes, seeming, to feel sick.
Now Satan waved his hand over the mucky abyss again, and stood still watching it. The image was of a man a girl laying bound on a cold Grey floor, blood stream down her face and pooling onto the floor scissors next to her face. looking closely you realize that she his rubbing the rope wrapped around her hands against a rusted bolt on a pipe, the ropes slowly unraveling, her persistence and efforts rewarded with the rope falling away from her red marked wrist. The image itself, as if the water had eyes of its own, looked up at the man, leaning on the table shaking his head, mumbling to himself. Then the image quickly shot back to the floor only to see feet standing next to a puddle of crimson blood. It followed a stream of blood, up the feet and legs, all the way up to the girls face, blood and tears flowing from a morbidly distorted set of eyes, and the girl's expression pained and angry.
You see her farthest hand raise up holding the bloodied scissors, she slowly and quietly starts approaching, the very paled sheet white, mumbling figure at the table. A awkward grin on her soft, bloodied, porcelain face, makes reading her disturbed mind, so very easy.
The pool goes blank. Satan standing there hand under chin nodding as the ugly demon, next to him, which has a d**k like growth hanging on the side of its face, points somethings out about the vision He had just watched, of the girl.
"Did she kill him?"
"Yes my Lord, she stabbed him seven times in the back, Til, she herself collapsed and died"
"Hmm..."
"He never took her virginity, witch made her still pure, but she did snap, and lose all sanity and kill the man."
Where is she? Somewhere in Heaven?"
"No Heaven wouldn't take her.....she is in limbo, wandering those warehouses haunting them and terrifying men. Heaven will not take her. but her Virginity keeps her pure enough her soul is kept away from our gates."
"Well Send a team out to retrieve, and re flesh her body, while you retrieve her soul. I'll make preparations!"
"Preparations for a sacrifice me liege?"
"No, a wedding, I am to have this virgin as my first of six brides."
"Aaah, well her soul was last seen near the spot where she died. so it wont be hard"
Satan went a sat on his silk and skull covered throne. Reciting his brides new name.
"Matrina, Margret, Sadie, Cristie, Luna, Medusa, Vanda, .........etc,...................."
After a good hundred names he clapped his hands, and sat up.
"Harlequin!"
Satan, being the devil he was, was bored of of the same menacing things, day in & night out. One of his servants mistakenly said,
"Sir, Satan, you look lonely, maybe you should have a woman, at your side, ruling second in command." the servant loosing his balls after speaking without being spoken to, Satan spent the rest of the evening thinking about what the servant had said. No he didn't want a woman to rule in hell with him, he wanted a beautiful sexual companion, a mindless wondering soul, but where to find a good one.
He wondered over to his pool of black mucky water and peered in, "Hmmmmm....?" He waved a hand over the pool and images rushed by. It suddenly stopped, as if his mind had commanded it to, in the soft movements of the water was a vision of a young, black curly haired girl, screaming in horror in a warehouse some where in time. Now the vision seemed to be coming from a pair of eye's who's you couldn't tell, til a set of hands appeared holding rope, and the visionary started walk towards the girl, grabbing her arms and roughly tying them, and shoving a rag in her mouth and duck taping it in. Satan realized what was going on in the situation, and grinned to himself. The girl stared at the visionary, with such innocent sad eye's, the visionary seemed to look into her eye's then look away angrily grabbing at things, after about 7 glances at her eye's the visionary struck her, tears screaming down her cheeks, making the visionary furious, he grabbed a pair of scissors and grabbed her by the hair, aiming towards her eye's, stabbed the scissors into each eye's his eye's wincing between strikes. The visionary set the scissors down next to the lip girl, and rose to his feet and leaned against the table closing his eyes, seeming, to feel sick.
Now Satan waved his hand over the mucky abyss again, and stood still watching it. The image was of a man a girl laying bound on a cold Grey floor, blood stream down her face and pooling onto the floor scissors next to her face. looking closely you realize that she his rubbing the rope wrapped around her hands against a rusted bolt on a pipe, the ropes slowly unraveling, her persistence and efforts rewarded with the rope falling away from her red marked wrist. The image itself, as if the water had eyes of its own, looked up at the man, leaning on the table shaking his head, mumbling to himself. Then the image quickly shot back to the floor only to see feet standing next to a puddle of crimson blood. It followed a stream of blood, up the feet and legs, all the way up to the girls face, blood and tears flowing from a morbidly distorted set of eyes, and the girl's expression pained and angry.
You see her farthest hand raise up holding the bloodied scissors, she slowly and quietly starts approaching, the very paled sheet white, mumbling figure at the table. A awkward grin on her soft, bloodied, porcelain face, makes reading her disturbed mind, so very easy.
The pool goes blank. Satan standing there hand under chin nodding as the ugly demon, next to him, which has a d**k like growth hanging on the side of its face, points somethings out about the vision He had just watched, of the girl.
"Did she kill him?"
"Yes my Lord, she stabbed him seven times in the back, Til, she herself collapsed and died"
"Hmm..."
"He never took her virginity, witch made her still pure, but she did snap, and lose all sanity and kill the man."
Where is she? Somewhere in Heaven?"
"No Heaven wouldn't take her.....she is in limbo, wandering those warehouses haunting them and terrifying men. Heaven will not take her. but her Virginity keeps her pure enough her soul is kept away from our gates."
"Well Send a team out to retrieve, and re flesh her body, while you retrieve her soul. I'll make preparations!"
"Preparations for a sacrifice me liege?"
"No, a wedding, I am to have this virgin as my first of six brides."
"Aaah, well her soul was last seen near the spot where she died. so it wont be hard"
Satan went a sat on his silk and skull covered throne. Reciting his brides new name.
"Matrina, Margret, Sadie, Cristie, Luna, Medusa, Vanda, .........etc,...................."
After a good hundred names he clapped his hands, and sat up.
"Harlequin!"
