Lilith

an angel

 “She’s ready for you.” The female demon walks away from him, and Asmodeus confidently strides into the room.

Once in, he sees that there is no bed and no baby, just another demon. She has glowing blonde hair, dark skin with whiter spots doting her body like paint in a water cup. The woman has two huge wings, spreading and touching the ends of her hut, Angel wings. Asmodeus stops, the scene the demon peers at makes the lustful demon’s blood curdle.

“Who are you? What do you think you’re doing down here? Did father send you?”

The woman is sitting on the ground, eyes closed. “Hush, I don’t wish to be disturbed quite yet. Especially by the likes of you. You are not my target, so leave before you become it.” Asmodeus scoffs, taken aback by the woman’s commanding tone.

“Now I know you are not talking to me like that. So I’ll ask again, who are y-”

In the blink of an eye, the head of Asmodeus is on the ground. The demon’s contrasting purple, glowing blood pouring out of him. “I told you to before, hush.”

Another second passes, and Asmodeus seems to resurrect. The demon’s head speaks. “You wish for death?”

There is a clashing harmony in the demon’s voice that makes it sound more like a sickly wail. Asmodeus’s body moves on its own, picking its head up, the demon’s skin sews itself back together. It takes seconds before Asmodeus is whole again.

“I don’t know who you are, but this is my domain. God’s rules won’t work here. For the disrespect and the trespassing, I must execute you.”

Asmodeus walks up to the girl and attempts to grab her by the throat. Assuming that what she just achieved was just a fluke. A pass for his unawareness. However, as Asmodeus’s hand reaches nearer, she removes it, the same as the demon’s head.

“You may not touch me, and as I’ve said before, leave me be. I don’t wish to kill you, but if I must, I certainly will.” Asmodeus grabs the hand before it lands on the ground, reattaching it like water to a puddle. The demon, in a faster movement, grabs hold of the girl’s arms. Asmodeus’s other pair of claws grabbing her wings and attempting to pull them off. However, soon and with increased frustration, the demon finds it to be impossible.

“Why won’t you come apart, you wretch!” The woman turns, pushing Asmodeus away with her wings as if he is merely a leaf in her way.

“I told you, you are not to touch me. You aren’t even capable of hurting me, let alone killing me.” She reaches for the demon in a slow and confident movement. Asmodeus jumps back, startled.

“Who are you, in all my years no one has ever come close to me with that murderous intent! Even the angels I fought against in your home.” Asmodeus holds their hand over his main heart, backing closer and closer to the door.

“And in all my years, no one has been stupid enough not to heed my warning.” Asmodeus chuckles, attempting to appear unfazed, yet their actions show different. The demon lord shouts, lunging at the woman who still sits, eyes closed, on the floor.

“You dare mock me!” The woman, in an unstoppable movement, gores Asmodeus’s body with her wings. Piercing two of his hearts and rendering the demon immobile from fear of dying. Blood pours from Asmodeus’s newly made lacerations, and cavities.

“Kill me, you damned angel if that’s what you’re after.” Asmodeus’s voice chokes with blood as the demon tries to act mighty.

The girl opens her golden, glowing eyes for the first time since their encounter, piercing Asmodeus with her gaze. “Calling people names is quite rude, especially angel. I hate being grouped in with my father. Besides that, you bothered me. I even pardoned you multiple times. My grace clearly will not reach you, and I’ll infer that attitude will be the same with your companions. So I must exterminate you all quickly before you become a pest.”

The girl, thinking aloud, takes no notice to Asmodeus’s shock and horror while the demon realizes their error along with the moments after when the female Nephilim rips Asmodeus apart. As Asmodeus lay lifeless, the woman wipes off her brilliant wings before flying, breaking through her roof like it was nothing but paper.

She zips down to Leviathan, and before the giant serpent can even sense her presence, she lances the being’s neck with her body, partially decapitating it. Leviathan recoils the second she lands. Pushing the children into its monstrous body and rolling over them as the being recoiled from the shock. As Leviathan tried to dislodge her from its neck, the being rolled down the hill, trembling the ground with his screams of agony, and coating the land it crossed with the blood of its wound and of the now decimated children the monster crushed.

Leviathan transforms in a desperate attempt to heal. As the monster does this, the woman removes herself from Leviathan’s body. The cobalt blue blood of Leviathans now covers the woman in a thick coating. She stands waiting for the being to ready itself for its inevitable end.

Leviathan now is a being as large as a dragon but smaller than their previous serpent. The monster embellishes three heads, and as soon as the creature gains its bearings, it blows heated plasma toward the angel.

Leviathan stops, ignorantly assuming the monster has desecrated the girl. However, as she comes hurtling face-first to the demon, punching them into the ground and cracking the crust of Hell’s scorched earth, the monster feels palpable fear.

The woman only has singed hair, not another thing is damaged. As Leviathan recuperates, the woman scolds the monster.

“I rather liked my hair. Sister liked my hair too.” Leviathan rises from the gravel as a new being with enormous claws and beak. Leviathan's previously monstrous body now resembles her own, and it comes flying at her. She dodges it easily.

As the copy cat demon flies past her, she grabs hold of Leviathan’s leg and tears it from its body. “If you wish to imitate me, at least possess my strength as well.”

Leviathan falls to the ground near her at the sudden stop of motion. The beast takes no time to regenerate its leg, re-gaining its footing. “Why are you doing this? Who are you, are you like Lucifer?”

The girl’s eyes grow large and she flashes a devilish smile. A second later Leviathan is split in half. The once invincible monster’s organs now falling out of them. Their blue blood now spewing out, coating the surrounding ground. The woman lands on the being’s torn apart corpse, tearing at it hysterically and stomping on each piece she can get her hands on. “You i***t creatures really know how to displease me. Well, that’s perfectly fine because no one will be here to plague me once I’ve ended all of you.” She continues to squish and m**m Leviathan’s deceased carcass till it’s just a b****y soup at her feet.