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Click hereWas Lucifer playing me, looking to capture my soul and the souls of countless other Angels, Humans and other creatures that would fight to stop our destruction. Many would perish in a battle with HIM and his backers. Was The Devil genuinely wanting to save us all. It seemed a contradiction given his history.
Suddenly a bizarre thought struck me. What if the plan to kill Lucifer was really a plan to kill me, God's Achilles heel. Michael and the other two were all part of God's top seven Angels but so was Ariel. She was female so how come they hadn't recruited her instead of a minor Angel like myself. Now that I thought about it, why had I been included? I'd been so proud when they asked, I didn't stop to question why. It really didn't make sense. I realized that whether I killed Lucifer or Lucifer killed me, they came out ahead, especially if they were in on what HIS intentions were. The best possible outcome was us killing each other.
Michael was God's favourite and most likely to be in on any future plans HE had. Were Raphael and Gabriel in on it, or had they been manipulated too? So many questions, so many possible scenarios, my mind boggled.
I wandered out to the balcony listening to my husband and his beloved Imp giggle and make the springs moan. I should go in there, we hadn't even had our wedding night. Then again maybe I'd just give the night to them and call Sid. He'd be happy to come.
Leaning against the railing I sighed when my pussy farted and a huge dollop of Lucifer's cum slid out dribbling down my thigh. Lord he was a huge cummer, worse than a real bull. He'd left a lot up in me, I really should clean up.
I cupped my hand to catch it before it made a mess.
It was the light that caught my attention. A faint radiance dancing against the underside of the balcony rail driving the darkness back. I looked down and gasped in amazement.
Lucifer's cum had been foul and black, smelling like death, but I was immune to the things that made him terrible.
The pool of cum sitting in my hand was glowing white, bubbling, sparkling and spitting with effervescence and energy.
I've had Angel lovers over the years. This was the cum of an Ascended Angel, not a fallen Angel and definitely not The Beast of the Underworld.
The only ritual that those power hungry, money grubbing heads of organized religion got right was the Act of Contrition. They said they spoke for God but they didn't. God no longer spoke here and hadn't for a couple of thousand years.
An Act of Contrition didn't need to be about praying to God or asking for HIS forgiveness. Just a sinner being genuinely sorry for having done something terribly wrong was enough. God had even written it into the physical laws of the universe so he didn't have to judge every little Act.
Peter got stuck with the job of sorting unrepentant sinners who hadn't done an Act, it was up to him to judge whether their behaviour got them Hell or Heaven.
The key was in the word genuine. A genuine Act redeemed them, washing their souls clean. And what Act could atone for being a leader in the death of brother Angels and being a party to destroying Heaven and half the solar system like Lucifer had?
The Act of saving our planet and all it's souls seemed like a darn good candidate to me.
Lucifer had to be telling the truth. He was cleansed, no longer among the Fallen.
Was I straddling the chasm of a new war erupting between Heaven and Hell?
My emotions were in a turmoil looking up at that bright star on the horizon that marked the way I'd travelled to Heaven so many times.
"What are you doing up there old man, what ARE you DOING?" I whispered.
- COMMENTS
gordo12about 1 year agoAuthorInteresting question about Contrition. It would have to be embedded at the quantum level.
Speculation here: have you ever run into somebody you instantly didn't like? Fell in love with? Or knew without asking they were evil? I believe at the quantum level; we're all expressing and broadcasting.
I remember being at a party when I was around 16-17. Our eyes met across the room, and I instantly knew she'd be for me. How? It's unfathomable when you think about it.
And if anyone wants a really spooky thought, read the foreword about my wife on Wheelchair Girl. If that doesn't make you think nothing will.
ReadyOneabout 1 year agoAn Act of Contrition... Need be... . Just a sinner being genuinely sorry for having done something terribly wrong was enough. God had even written it into the physical laws of the universe...
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Interesting idea. How would the universe implement this?
steeltiger01over 2 years agoThat was a tangled, roiling, hot mess of a story. I loved it. More damn twists than a nest of rattlesnakes, and a weirdly enthralling plot.
HaydenDLinderover 2 years agoIncredibility interesting! I would give it 5 but it looks like you turned that off. I think the transition scene from Mallory to angel was a little rough. Not sure why but Luci revealing he knew just seemed a little rough. However, I loved it. Wonderful job.
johsunalmost 3 years agoI really like this story. I read and favorited it some time ago, not sure when, but long enough ago that I wasn't sure what would happen. Then when Mallory grabbed the Imp that became Sid, through the roof of the car, It started to become familiar.
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Now I wish there was a continuation. I read one of your comments that you'd started on a sequel, and it was some time ago that it the comment was posted, so I guess I'll start looking through your stories to see if there is something posted.
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Great concept. I got a LOT of religion stuffed down my throat as a youngster, luckily it didn't take. Now I really enjoy a story that looks at things from a different angle. Great story.
johsunabout 3 years agoGood story. Yes, a little jerky in transitions now and then, Should have been more exposition about who she was, instead of making it seem like she and Mike/fiance were human, that would have smoothed things out - the way she was soooo eager for Lucifier while her new hubby was there almost made me stop reading - just too cocky a vibe - I skipped ahead to see what was up and then came back. Still uncomfortable with that bit.
Good description of Lucifer in hell with his black cum and forcing the adulterer. Interesting take. Nothing seemed sexy to me though, more of a story. Wish you would do another chapter.
NaiaTinkAbellaover 3 years agoThe story itself is great, but the delivery reminds me of riding shotgun with a student driver. It felt like the brakes were slamming due to a lack of transitions and proper flow. This story deserves two more pages at least to level it out into something truly captivating, but the bones are there
Lickideesplitover 3 years agoThis is great to read once. It cannot be read twice (unless very forgetful) because Angel Mallory’s (laila?) thoughts and Archangel Michael’s actions are incompatible with who they really are and are really doing! Every character's private thoughts are sacrosanct. Even those of imps. They do not have to be true, but they MUST be true for that character at that time.)
Mallory’s role as an angel would mean she could go through law-school with 13 seconds of study. Michael would never be stumped as a computer coder ... nor would an Archangel be assigned as an assistant to a mere Angel.
Lickideesplitover 3 years agoWhen one writes SciFi, one has to define the Rules Of That Universe. Then the hard part is strictly abiding by those rules. I will give a writer of time-travel fiction the choice of ‘changes made in past events change the future’ OR ‘’changes made in the past cannot be made’. with the option in the latter of ‘the time-traveller (TT) is only a silent spectator’ or ‘TT can bring back a viable dinosaur egg but the fabric of time will promptly heal itself.’ BUT you can only have one of those options. That was the biggest problem with a great and cute SciFi classic movie ‘Back to the Future.’
In this tale, I am guessing that Gordo# was ‘letting the story flow.’. The trouble is that when characters ‘think out loud in print’ it IS the truth (as they see it it.) So when Mallory is just a ‘lawyer with a hymen’ she expresses to ‘herself’ (for We-The-Readers sakes) that she occasionally came close to getting poked by the ‘just right’ bold dancers. But when WTR find out she is an Angel on a mission to kill the Devil, that weakness becomes untenable. Likewise, when the Big Rich guy who thinks the Devil is his father hands a solution to an extremely difficult computer coding problem to the Archangel Michael (disguised as a genius coder guy,) it is highly implausible.
The Imps are no problem. Their existence and capabilities and characters were defined and maintained. Why can’t we all get to name one? Angels getting horny is also no problem. But how can anyone accept that an Archangel is incapable of solving a problem an ordinary human (albeit wealthy) can glance at and resolve? OR that an Archangel would be getting managed by an Angel?
