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St. George ([info]monster_slayer) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-11-02 05:50:00

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Current music:"Sympathy for the Devil"-The Rolling Stones
Entry tags:lucifer, saint george, the antichrist, wrath

Who: George, Lucifer, open to the Antichrist
Where: Outside Lucifer's building
When: Noon, Friday
What: We made a deal
Warnings: Torture, rape, general Hell family terribleness

George smoked the last dregs of his cigarette and stared up at Lucifer's building. Of course it still had power; no wandering around in the dark for the rich and the evil. He swallowed, tossed his cigarette onto the pavement and ground it out. Best to get this over with. He closed his eyes, steeling himself. Now that he was actually here, he felt curiously calm, his emotions flattening into something resembling peace. It took him a moment to place where he'd felt it before.

Rome, when he'd been preparing to martyr himself. When every sensible part of him was screaming to run, to renounce, to take the deal that his emperor was offering and live instead of dying horribly.

He'd been a dumbass back then, too. George smiled faintly at the thought. He cracked his knuckles and rolled his shoulders. There was no going back now; he was just a passenger. He stepped inside the building.

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-03 02:10 am UTC (link)
"Stop!" Wrath yelled, shedding her male skin in favour of her female one again. "Fine! Just do it and leave him alone!"

Joshua smiled, pleased that this was finally going his way. He put the poker down and then hauled the chair upright again, huffing and puffing as he did so. George was heavy.

"I want you to see all of this," Joshua purred at him. "Go make him watch," he told the minions, and then he pushed Wrath against the wall. "You struggle, and you won't even be able to recognise him when I'm through with him." Quickly he started to tear her clothes off.

"I'm sorry, George," Wrath whispered at him. "I shouldn't have come." She always fucked up everything.

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-03 02:14 am UTC (link)
George grunted in pain as the demons right his chair and grabbed the side of his head to keep him from turning away.

"Don't," George said, trying to offer her a smile. "Don't apologize, okay? It's gonna be okay, we're gonna be okay. Just look at me, all right?"

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-03 02:18 am UTC (link)
Wrath turned her head to look at him as the Antichrist unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. He pulled his own trousers down and Wrath kept her eyes on George the entire time. She winced as Joshua pressed himself into her and she swallowed roughly. He started fucking her against the wall and Wrath bit her lip. There was nothing careful about what Joshua was doing and it was hurting her. "Fuck," she gritted out without meaning to.

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-03 02:26 am UTC (link)
George wanted to close his eyes, but Wrath was looking at him and he had to be steady for her. It was his fault she was here. So much for having a plan.

"We're gonna get out of here," George said, his voice low and meant only for Wrath even if the demons and the Antichrist had to be able to hear it. "Okay? We'll go to Coney Island once it's not flooded. You can win me a prize by throwing baseballs at things, it'll be great. You'll be okay."

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-03 02:29 am UTC (link)
Wrath tried to regulate her breathing as Joshua continued to fuck her. She grimaced and tried to concentrate on George's words. Coney Island. Baseballs. George. Just George.

Joshua finished and pulled out of her, zipping up again. Wrath slid down to the floor and she glared up at him with exhausted hatred.

"I told you I would have her," Joshua growled at George.

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-03 02:35 am UTC (link)
"Congratulations," George said flatly, glaring up at Joshua. He was going to kill this little fucker. Maybe not today, but eventually. "You can rape people. Mommy and Daddy will be proud."

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-03 02:40 am UTC (link)
Joshua was proud at least. He felt like he was getting the hang of this. He stalked over to George and he took the saint's face in his hands. "You are the shit I scrape off my shoes, Saint. And we haven't even gotten started yet. Bring me something else," he said to his minions. "Surprise me."

Wrath crawled into the corner of the room and she pulled up her jeans. Even with her hands tied, she managed to button them again. Then she sat there, shaking. Gone was the rage and all that was left was loathing. Loathing for herself and loathing for Joshua. She had ruined everything. She just had to tell them all where Michael was. Now this had happened.

She leaned her face into her knees and cried.

"Don't hide your face, Wrath," Joshua purred at her. "You still get to watch us break your saint."

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-03 02:47 am UTC (link)
"Wrath," George said calmly, not looking away from Joshua, "Wrath, it's okay. A lot of people have tried to break me. Junior's not gonna be the one to do it."

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-03 08:05 am UTC (link)
He had let Joshua do whatever he pleased. He'd heard screams and threats and hadn't been concerned. Even if George and Wrath had gotten loose, they wouldn't have gotten out of his house. His last guest had found that out rather quickly.

At George's comment he strolled in and smiled, much like a shark. "I, on the other hand, have broken many a Saint before. See it's not about hurting them, martyrs you know, it's hurting what they care for."

He smiled at Wrath, "which seems to be you, my dear." In the blink of an eye he would appear next to Wrath to pick her up by her throat and slam her into the wall "Let's play"

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-04 05:03 am UTC (link)
Wrath let out a shriek as Lucifer slammed her into a wall. She tried to fight back but at most all she could do was push at his face with frantic hands as she struggled to breathe.

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 07:24 am UTC (link)
Smiling he let hsi hands burst into fire to give Wrath a souvenir on her skin before he released her.

But not for long. A few moments after he picked the Sin up by her wrists and slammed fire hot nails into her hands, having her above the floor a few feet and in a way he knew her weight could not support it and she'd come falling down.

Then he smiled at George and walked over to him, grabbing a few steel bars and making them unbearably hot. He then folded them over George's wrists in a way that if he moved they would scorch his skin. He made sure they were hot enough not even a Saint could endure it. "Save her Saint. You have about," he glanced back to the Sin, "I'd say five minutes before she comes falling down? I shall prove to you, how useless you are."

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-04 12:02 pm UTC (link)
He could smell his skin burning. Wrath's too. It smelled uncomfortably like pork being roasted, and George was reminded of why he tended to swear off meat after battles where fire was involved.

Those memories, though, were a little less immediate and painful, and so it was safer to dwell in them. George kept his mind in the Hundred Years' War and strained against the metal and ropes tying him down. Eventually, though, the pain forced him out and forced his body into stillness. He was shuddering, he realized distantly.

He threw his weight forward, hoping to scoot the chair under Wrath and at least let her support her weight on him. But it just toppled instead, sending George to the ground again and still tied up.

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 12:19 pm UTC (link)
He chuckled and stepped towards George, "Can't you see it now, dragonslayer? How useless you are? Not even strong enough to save her. All you can do, is watch her suffer."

He smiled to Wrath, "And you, forgetting your place. You belong to us Wrath. Making friends with Saints is not something we enjoy." He leaned down to set his hands on George's throat and let his human mask slip. These two could endure it. He let his claws scrape on George's throat before effortlessly picking the Saint, chair and all, up. "Let's see if the damsel can save her hero."

He let his hands burst into fire as hey held onto George's throat, "He's got ten minutes until his vocal cords snap Wrath. How quickly can you get off my little device there?"

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-04 12:29 pm UTC (link)
Wrath growled through the pain as she watched Lucifer try to hurt her Saint. It hurt like nothing ever had, but Wrath twisted and pulled at the nails. She swung and tried to make her body heavier. She could feel the nails ripping through flesh as she writhed to be free.

It did not happen quickly, but eventually she got one hand free and then all her weight was supported by the other. She howled in anguish, the sound animal-like. Then that hand was free too and she was spilled into the floor, unceremoniously.

"Augh, fuck!" She rolled on the ground for a moment before struggling to stand. "Don't just belong to you," she hissed at Lucifer before rushing to push him.

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-04 12:51 pm UTC (link)
George snapped his eyes closed as Lucifer's human face seemed to fade out and something agonizingly bright and cold replaced it. Looking straight at an angel wouldn't kill him the way it would a human (and all he could think of in that moment was the melting Nazis at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark), but it wasn't good for his retinas. Or, when it came to Lucifer, his sanity.

The fire around his throat blazed, and George wasn't sure his vocal cords weren't going to be burnt out regardless of if Wrath got free. His eyes opened without his consent, tears streaming down his face and blotting out the worst effects of looking at Lucifer. Still not quite enough, though, and George got the impression of the vast, endless space between the stars in his wings. His head was spinning, he was going to be sick-

Then Wrath was in his field of vision and George let his head loll back bonelessly, his heart beating a mile a minute.

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 12:57 pm UTC (link)
She'd seemed to have forgotten that in this form, he came with a tail. When he heard her rush at him he smiled and reminded her by going to smack her into a wall with the extra appendage. "God isn't here pumpkin. I am." He glanced back at George. "Being rescued by a woman. Pathetic, really."

With a hum he summoned his blade, not as good as the one he'd originally had but forged in Hellfire and suns alike and went to shove it through George's stomach to pin him to a wall. "That ought to cauterize real quick." He released George from the chair and turned to Wrath with a grin. "Come here pumpkin."

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-04 01:06 pm UTC (link)
Wrath firmed her jaw as she pulled herself up and tried not to look at George. She stepped forward and growled at Lucifer. "Let him go, I'm the one you want to punish!"

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-04 01:12 pm UTC (link)
Holy shit, there was a knife in him and it was kind of on fire and George knew he was three seconds away from passing out and then he was going to be sliced open like a corpse in autopsy. Split from stomach to throat.

His hand was shaking too hard for much dexterity, but he managed to grasp the handle of the knife and yank it, just a little. The answering flash of agony inside of him was enough to make his vision go black. But he was loose from the wall and free to slump down in a smoldering heap, the knife still mostly inside of him.

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 01:20 pm UTC (link)
"Exactly why he's here dearest," he smiled and kicked George in the ribs for good measure before recalling his blade. "You decided to make friends with the Saint here, you decided to share your knowledge with him. Releasing Mikey was my thing. You overstepped your bounds and are associating with trash."

"So," he deliberately stepped on George's hand so the pain would keep him awake. "You get to watch your friend here suffer, with the knowledge that you're the one responsible. Isn't that grand?"

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-04 01:26 pm UTC (link)
Wrath's breath shuddered as she tried to stand still. She knew if she intervened, it would be worse. George didn't look like he could take any worse.

"I hate you," she hissed at him, her face twisted with anger. "I hate you so fucking much."

Joshua, who had been standing idly by and watching his father work, finally spoke up. "Yeah, I do too, love. You don't see me blabbing secrets to the Goody-Two Shoes brigade."

Wrath glowered at Joshua too, but she said nothing.

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-04 01:33 pm UTC (link)
Amidst the pain, George had a moment of sharp rage, because fuck Lucifer for blaming this on them. George did not like that particular psychological tactic, partially because it was very effective on him.

"'s your fault," he slurred up at Lucifer. "You're the one who killed y'r brother."

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 01:39 pm UTC (link)
For that he looked down at George with a grin and set a burning hand on his chest. "Aw, don't be mean George. You know killing my brother has nothing to do with it. That was between me and him. Then you lot just had to intervene."

He glanced to Joshua and smiled, "bratling here has a point. He's not fully mine either. He's got purpose, much like you or your siblings. He still knows his place. Maybe we'll get you a collar Wrath, or burn who you belong to into your skin."

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[info]acrimonia
2012-11-04 01:46 pm UTC (link)
Wrath backed up, trying not to look at Lucifer burning George. "I don't belong to you," she hissed. Half of her did, of course. But God felt her too, and she couldn't shut that part of her off even if she wanted to sometimes. "My siblings are going to tear you apart for this."

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[info]monster_slayer
2012-11-04 01:58 pm UTC (link)
George bucked underneath Lucifer's hand, doing his best to skitter away from the heat. He wasn't very successful, and did his best to play dead instead.

This had not been one of his better ideas.

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[info]dawnstar
2012-11-04 02:05 pm UTC (link)
He stopped the fire and smiled to Wrath, "And if your siblings were any sort of threat to me, that'd worry me." He rose and cracked his neck, slipping back into his human form. "I'm getting hungry. Josh, my boy, you want something to eat? My treat."

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