"The earth is so complicated, and you didn't tell me anything about money; now I have to sell my armor to rent a house." Lucinda said with a frown, as if she were seeing him. "Don't worry; when you come, I will make you a new armor. Money is part of humans' daily lives; they do a lot of nasty things for it; they can even kill for it." Lucifer remarked."How are you talking to me without being here, and can Medusa hear us?" She inquired, turning to look at Medusa, who was glancing at the armor in the bag."No, she can't. It's between us, husband and wife. I just wanted to see how you are; it seems you are doing fine," Lucifer stated."All the men…" She paused, hesitating to speak. "I have come across people on earth who can't take their eyes off me," she muttered."That's because you are extremely beautiful, and your skin is more flawless than a human's," he assured. Medusa patted her on the shoulder."Are you sleeping?" she asked."No, I’m not. I was just talking to my husband." Lu
"We are going to rent an apartment." Medusa replied. The taxi stopped in front of them.They both entered a taxi, and suddenly, when they arrived in front of a very tall building with a restaurant beside it, they got out of the taxi and ambled to the front of the building, glancing at it."This place has a vacancy." Medusa said, holding onto the shopping bags as Lucinda also struggled to hold the ones she was carrying."How did you know?" Lucinda asked."I have my ways," she replied with a smirk. Lucinda tossed her a suspicious look before turning her gaze back to the house and staring at it with her mouth slightly open.They both entered the building, bumping into some people who were walking out of the building. Their gazes landed on a man who was standing behind a counter; he was the receptionist of the building. He was on a call as they approached him; he was putting on makeup, and Lucinda gazed at the pink nail polish on his fingers. He sighted them."I will call you back." He wh
"Alright, that's a deal," he said, with a smirk, and stretched his hand forward. Medusa strolled up to him and shook him hard, smiling at him. He withdrew his hand, glancing at it.Medusa looked at the shopping bags on the floor and started opening the small bag around her neck."Wait, are you going to pay in cash?" he asked"Of course, what else should I pay with?" Medusa inquired, rolling her eyes at him."I thought you were going to do a transfer." He muttered."What's a transfer?" Medusa and Lucinda chorused."Forget about it, weirdos," he said, and snatched the cash Medusa was holding, looking at them in a suspicious way."I will count the money later, but I brought the documents for you to sign." He said. "Sign these documents," he added, handing them to Medusa, who reluctantly took them from him, wondering where the papers came from."Give me your pen," Medusa said. He gave her a black pen. She strolled to the center table and squatted down, signing the papers, one after the
"Why don’t you just listen to me for once, my queen? I wish you were still young; then you would listen to my every word." Medusa grumbled and also turned invisible, flying after Lucinda, who was already standing at the other end of the rooftop, looking down at the people that were walking in the streets."Let’s go, my queeeen." Medusa said, dragging the word "Queen." She rolled her eyes and grasped Lucinda’s right hand as she caught up to her; they both flew toward the cloud at great speed. They both arrived in front of the mall; they were standing on the rooftop as they watched people going in and out of the mall."So how are we going to appear there without humans panicking?" Medusa asked. Lucinda’s face flushed; she pursed her lips and answered. "You thought I didn’t have a backup plan, did you?" she questioned. "It’s easy; we just have to go into one of the elevators and turn back to our normal form there." Lucinda explained confidently feeling like a God."You are too smart; I
"OK, I'm on my way," she said loudly enough for Medusa to hear, and removed her hand from her head. Taking a deep breath with her hand on her throbbing chest."I was just communicating with my husband. He asked me to go to him," Lucinda said."Why? What's wrong?" Medusa asked, raising her brow."He says he has something to give me that won’t make the human discover that I am a demon in disguise." She replied."Okay, go, but I will go with you." Medusa said trying to bring out her wings when Lucinda stopped her with her hand."No, I will go alone, and I will be quick." Lucinda assured her and spread her wings in the air, leaping down the balcony toward the earth's ground as she entered it like a spirit, passing layers after layers on her way to Lucifer's castle. She flew toward his castle at great speed, flapping her wings in the air, with her eyes fixed on it. She fell from the roof into the castle and landed on the ground in the middle of Lucifer’s throne room, breaking the ground as
"Hmm, I don’t really know what you can do to get in, but I think you can start by…" Medusa paused, looking at the employees. "You can steal someone’s identity to get inside." She suggested. Lucinda was about to protest when she turned invisible and flew away in the direction of the east, leaving Lucinda alone. Lucinda's palm was sweaty as she counted her steps through the building's iron gate.She noticed everyone was wearing ID cards around their necks. She was the only odd one. She spotted a man who had just entered the building. The man was dressed in a stylish suit. She sighed and changed into the man. She sauntered to the security man, who looked at her in a confused manner."S-Sir, I thought you just entered a few minutes ago?" The man said it in a shaky tone."No, I just arrived." Lucifer replied, forging a male voice with her hand on her throat."Alright." He scanned her and allowed her to enter. She walked into the company, and the entire staff gazed at her."Welcome, sir!" T
Lucinda burst into the house, shutting the door behind her with a panting breath. Her eyes rested on Medusa, who was sitting on the couch with popcorn in her hand, watching a movie on the big TV."You are back early. How did it go?" Medusa asked, eating popcorn, her eyes glued to the TV. Lucinda sauntered over to her and took the popcorn from her. She sat next to her on the couch and grabbed a handful of the popcorn, stuffing it into her mouth."I have killed a human for the first time in my life... And now they will be recruiting a new employee tomorrow to replace him." Lucinda said she was trying to hide the sadness she felt inside."Wow, that was a brilliant move; have you seen the human we have been looking for?" Medusa inquired."No, I haven't, but I think he is the boss of that company. Can you believe their job is to capture demons? What an unusual human company." Lucinda muttered."Are you serious? That means they are a dangerous group of people…which means we have some compet
"No but human ways are quite bizarre and stupid sometimes, they invite a lot of people to their interviews with the intention of only hiring one of them," Medusa said and continued. "They ask a lot of questions in interviews; they even ask for a portfolio." She said."A portfolio? What’s that?" Lucinda questioned. "It’s more like a CV." She explained. "A CV?" Lucinda asked feeling extremely dumb."It means curriculum vitae; this is a document that has everything about an individual and also contains their skills and abilities to impress the interviewer," Medusa said"So how do I get a CV?" Lucinda asked."You can get it in a cafe," Medusa stated."Can you take me to a cafe so I can get one done?" Lucinda inquired."Of course, let's go." Medusa said, ready to walk to the door when Lucinda spread her wings and flew out of the house through the roof in the blink of an eye. "Holy shit!" Medusa exclaimed. "She will come back." She added standing with her hands on her waist. Lucinda flew
Ralph's anger boiled as he confronted Mr. Josh, his voice filled with fury. "Where is the demon's horn I left in my office earlier?" he demanded, his eyes piercing with rage."I don't have it. I thought we left it in there," Mr. Josh replied nervously, shrinking under Ralph's intense gaze."Don't lie to me! I hate liars! Did you or did you not take the horn?" Ralph's voice came out through clenched teeth, his frustration evident."I didn't, I swear," Mr. Josh pleaded, visibly frightened. Ralph loosened his grip on Mr. Josh's collar and released him, his frustration evident."Shit!" Ralph exclaimed angrily, hitting the wall with force. In his anger, his hand pierced through the wall, causing it to bleed. The employees in the room huddled together, scared and silent."I'll have to investigate this matter myself. Every one of you is a suspect," Ralph declared, pointing accusingly at the employees. He turned to Lucinda and beckoned her to accompany him to the CCTV room. Lucinda followed h
The sun shone brightly in the sky, casting golden rays on the busy city streets. Ralph and Lucinda found themselves in the midst of chaos and danger. A terrifying demon with twisted horns and fiery eyes was wreaking havoc as it moved through the neighborhood."Quickly, help those people evacuate and guide them away from the demon," Ralph commanded, his determined voice standing out in the commotion. Lucinda watched in awe as Ralph climbed the walls of a nearby building like a gecko, defying gravity with amazing agility. While Lucinda was momentarily amazed by Ralph's skill, she quickly focused on a house that was about to be the demon's next target. Without wasting any time, she hurried into the endangered house, helping the frightened residents and leading them to safety. But as she worked, the demon's destructive force reached the house. It crumbled with a loud crash. Among the chaos, Lucinda heard a woman's voice."My money!" the woman cried, reaching out towards the debris of her
"Since forever," Lucinda replied. Medusa reached for a spoon on the table, but it slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the table. Medusa, sitting across from her, grabbed the spoon and tried to dip it into the food, but it fell again."Get your own spoon," Lucinda said, holding her plate tightly.Medusa pouted. "Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? Just let me have a bite," she pleaded, inching her spoon closer to Lucinda."No," Lucinda snapped, snatching her plate and heading towards the front door. Frustrated, Medusa hid the spoon behind her back. Just then, Lucinda's phone rang, interrupting the tense moment."Grab my phone, please," Lucinda requested, and Medusa reluctantly walked over to hand it to her. Lucinda balanced her plate in one hand and held the phone to her ear with the other."Good morning, sir," Lucinda greeted with a bright smile."Good morning. I'm calling to let you know that when you arrive at work, feed Deacon first, and then meet me in the project
Lucifer leapt out of bed, hastily grabbing his robe as he transformed into his beastly form. With determined steps, he made his way out of the room, leaving behind a sense of restlessness in his wake.Lucinda groggily rolled out of bed, her mind clouded with confusion. She shuffled into the bathroom, seeking solace in the warm embrace of the water. As she finished bathing, she emerged from the bathroom, the weight of her thoughts still lingering.Puzzled by her own reactions, Lucinda couldn't help but wonder what was happening to her. She felt suffocated when Lucifer touched her, and the once familiar connection seemed distant. In her inner turmoil, thoughts of Ralph began to surface, and she questioned if her feelings were shifting towards him.Driven by a need for answers, Lucinda mustered the courage to confront Lucifer in his chamber. The atmosphere was tense as she approached him on his imposing throne. His gaze met hers, filled with an icy coldness, reflecting the underlying tur
"Bye-bye," Ralph waved, smiling from ear to ear, as he took the horn from Deacon's mouth. The demon spread his wings and flew towards them, and Ralph watched him with wide eyes, smiling widely. He placed his hand on Deacon's body, and they both disappeared.Lucinda looked at Lucifer, giving him the "I told you so" look with a smirk. "So he managed to get hold of a demon's horn," she remarked.Lucifer grinned, clenching his fists. "So he will be able to create the antidote," he replied."Who says he will be able to create the antidote?" Lucifer said, smiling evilly."What are you going to do?" she asked curiously."The demon's horn can be stolen, you know?" Lucifer beamed, and Lucinda stared at him in a strange way. "I'm sure Ralph wouldn't be so careless as to let the horn slip out of his grasp," she remarked.Lucifer carried her in his arms and flew into his chambers, placing her firmly on the bed. He closed the door with a wave of his hand and transformed into a human. He lay across
In the distance, a dilapidated house stood tall, its once majestic facade now marred by time and neglect. The desolate landscape surrounding it exuded an air of eerie desolation, with decaying trees standing like skeletal sentinels, their gnarled branches reaching out to the heavens. A thick blanket of fog hung in the air, shrouding the scene in an ethereal haze. Ralph tightened his grip on his sword, feeling the weight of his purpose in his hands.Deacon with shimmering scales, observed Ralph's determined stride, his eyes betraying a mix of concern and wisdom. "And where do you think you're going, Ralph?" Deacon inquired, his deep voice laced with caution.Ralph turned to face Deacon, a spark of determination lighting up his eyes. "To confront the darkness head-on," he replied resolutely, his gaze fixed upon the foreboding house. Deacon let out a soft sigh, his warm breath mingling with the cold air. "Impulsiveness has hindered you from capturing a demon thus far," he remarked, his t
Author's POVIn the dimly lit car, Lucy sat beside Nathan, her mind burdened with untold secrets. The soft glow of streetlights painted fleeting shadows across their faces as Nathan turned to her, breaking the silence that hung heavily in the air."Lucy, you haven't told me about your family," he said, his voice tinged with curiosity and concern. Sensing the weight of the unspoken words, she gently placed her hand on his face, a tender gesture to delay the inevitable conversation."Please, let's talk about that some other time," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of vulnerability and hesitation. Nathan averted his gaze, the disappointment evident in his eyes, and the car slowly came to a stop in front of Lucinda's house.With a quiet resolve, Lucinda opened the car door, her determination shining through every step as she walked away from Nathan, leaving their unfulfilled conversation hanging in the air. Nathan's plea for a goodbye kiss hung between them, but instead, she offer
As Nathan keenly observed me, I could sense his awareness of my attempt to change the topic. Feeling a bit flustered, I muttered, "Oh, popcorn," and gestured towards the nearby popcorn vendor. I walked towards the popcorn area, my eyes fixed on the golden kernels, while Nathan followed closely behind.Reaching the popcorn vendor, I turned to Nathan with pleading eyes and asked, "Nathan, could you please buy some popcorn for me?" I shook his hand continuously, hoping he would agree.Nathan flashed a warm smile and reassured me, "Of course! Popcorn is a must when you're watching a movie." He approached the vendor, ordered two servings of popcorn, and paid for them. Handing me one of the containers, he said, "Here you go." I eagerly took a piece of popcorn, savoring its sweet flavor as I closed my eyes momentarily.Curious about my enthusiasm, Nathan asked, "Do you really like popcorn that much?" I opened my eyes and playfully glared at him. "I've only had it once when I saw Medusa eatin
As I sternly confronted the man, I demanded, "Let go of the chair." He grinned, clenching his teeth and defiantly dragging the chair with me. Frowning, I stood my ground and declared, "No, I won't let go." Determined, I twisted the chair in his hand, causing him to release it in pain. Holding his injured hand, he looked at me in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"Unwavering, I replied, "That's not the issue. Why are you treating your wife as if she is a stranger?" My glare intensified as I spoke."She doesn't want to work. She keeps stealing my money all day," he retorted, looking at me with a mixture of frustration and accusation."She is your wife. If you don't provide her with an allowance, she may resort to taking your money," I explained, casting a compassionate gaze at the woman who lay on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably."Who told you I don't give her an allowance? I do, but she still feels the need to steal from me," he countered.Turning my attention to the woman, I squatt