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Pilate's Ring (Aine & Greeneyed23)

Greeneyed23

Greeneyed23

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The man sat in the Cornerside Diner watching the final moments of the game while eating his burger with one hand, the other idly rolling a rather plain yet somehow remarkable ring along his fingers.

He finished his burger and stood going into the bathroom. He would never return. The ring lay on the counter beside his payment and his empty plate.

The ring drew much attention, especially from the cook and the waitress who had served the man. They closed for thirty minutes after the lunch crowd left to clean up and it was then that the cook and waitress both went for the ring.

Cleaning had been finished and the two were out back catching a smoke when the cook noted the woman wearing the ring. "Gimme that."

"Fuck you."

His heavily bearded face grew red as he lunged for her, gripping her throat and slamming her against the wall. "Gimme the fucking thing!"

She spit in his face, then dragged both hands down it her nails exposed. he shrieked in pain then fell back, blood spurting out of his somehow opened skull, his eyes destroyed.

She screamed herself, sobbing in terror now, as two patrolling policemen drew close their weapons drawn. The ring bounced out of the alley and into the main street of the small town.
 
Lucia Ottosson had moved here only two years ago. This was suppose to be a fresh start, something new. Life back in the small town she had called home for twenty-two years was getting a little too complicated. She had made a few bad choices, getting involved with a drunken criminal was at the top of that list. He had only had the chance to get violent once before the young blonde packed her bags and left. Now here she was in a town about the same size, working as a cocktail waitress at a bar.

Walking to work is what she was doing, and she was coming up to the crime scene. Five days ago some waitress at Cornerside Diner went completely crazy and scratched the cooks eyes out. The place was two blocks away from Zeus the bar she worked at. If you walked far enough down the alley you could still see the blood stains on the concrete. Stuff like this didn't happen back home. The most you ever saw was a bar fight resulting in a broken nose.

At this moment she was passing the very alley crime happened. Like everyone else who passed by they looked with curiosity, as if you might witness another. That was when she saw it, the sun glinted of the small object. "What the..." moving in for a closer look she noticed it was a ring. Crouching down her white knee length skirt bunched around her thighs, she reached for it. "I bet someone is missing this," her fingers touch the ring and she felt a jolt of...well you can't describe it.

Lucia's fingers closed protectively around the ring, that looked oddly like her size. Looking around nervously she slipped it on her right hands index finger. She admired it on her hand for just a moment before continuing her way to work. "I sure hope Veronica hasn't called in sick today, we have a few words to exchange." Never one to be prone to violence, she felt the sudden urge to shove a cork screw through the girls eye socket.
 
A trio of small imps danced in the ether about Lucia grinning. This had to be the best part of their jobs. They weren't great warriors or the big time tricksters. They were simply protective alarm bells on the ring she had and they were having a hell of a time making her enjoy her new toy. The cook and waitress, the cook was blind and braindead, the waitress in a madhouse having tried to kill herself, were useless. but Lucia...mmmm. Her brain was much stronger.

One imp, Anger, flitted about on her right shoulder feeding lines of rage into her ear. "You know that Veronica really burns us up. She always has to have things her way. And so lazy. Never on time..." He didn't know if this was true and he didn't care. Everytime a happy or kind thought tried to spring from her memory he would jab his small little blade into her brain cutting it off.

On her other shoulder Pride was pouring this into her mind. "We look so good today. We'll get all the tips. Maybe we can even get the number of that cute guy who comes into work. He'll love us. Who wouldn't?"

The final imp was sitting astride her shoulders his arms buried into her brain. His name was Lust and he was combing through looking for the wrong guy. If she picked the wrong guy to flirt with thanks to pride it would be so much easier for them to get the ring and this new soul where they belonged.

Of course no one, not even Lucia, could actually see or hear these creatures, but Lucia could not repel their assault on her mind and heart. And as they were being so careful to feed her feelings just what would make them stronger there would be no reason for her to want to.
 
Lucia was no longer walking in her usual manner. She was on a mission, that mission was to at the very least scar the girl for life. She didn't even feel like killing her. What she wanted was for Veronica to remember her for the rest of her miserable life. She wanted the girl to look in the mirror, and still see Lucia's face. Yes Veronica was a lazy little bitch. Always taking her assigned tables and tips. Well not today, it was going to end now.

Stopping just at the back entrance the Zeus, she gripped the front of her white t-shirt. Ripping it to show a good portion of cleavage, really the fabric now barely covered her nipples. This would get Caleb's attention. A quick run through her pale blonde hair with her fingers and she was ready to walk in. The first face she saw was Caleb, "how lucky am I that I get to work with you tonight." Pushing her chest forward more, just to make sure he got a really good look. "Is Veronica here yet," she asked venom dripping in her voice.

Lucia already knew the answer to the question. If the slut showed up, it wouldn't be until an hour after her shift started. Leaving Lucia to wait on both sections of the bar. There was still the chance she just wouldn't show up at all.

"Uh...wow..Lucia nice to see you tonight. Um..yeah no Veronica is going to be late again. She just called like maybe five minutes ago." The young bar back couldn't even manage to look up. Eye glued to the soft milky skin spilling out of the t-shirt.

She felt a flash of lustful excitement rush through her. He was almost drooling already. Not able to help herself, she ran a hand over his chest as she walked pass. "I will need to have a talk with her when she does get here I guess." Saying this she knew full well there wouldn't be much talking going on.
 
The alarm on the ring did not work in the manner of a human alarm. Demons did not come rushing to protect it. the ring itself and it's demonic wards could keep it safe enough from the humans. Instead what it did was alert all demonic forces that a catalyst had arrived and they should come and use the time to their advantage.

A sultry demoness named Lust leaned along Caleb's back licking and nibbling his ear while whispering into it and suppressing his inhibitions.

As Lucia went by his hand strayed out to run along her taut tummy catching her and making her turn to him. He smiled with hunger. "You look really good tonight Lucia...no one else is here yet..."

A male form also called Lust tickled Lucia's mind and hissed. "You really could use a good bang. it's been so long...."
 
She smiled the very moment she felt his hand on her stomach. Not much tugging was needed to turn her to face Caleb again. It had been months since she broke up with her boyfriend. That meant it had been months since she had seen any action. Caleb was cute, she could definitely do worse. Not like she had to sate the guy anyway. "Are you saying you want to play with me Caleb," she asked running her hands over his chest.

Pushing him against the metal counter in the small kitchen. She pressed her body against his. If anyone that knew Lucia were to see her behavior they would know something was wrong. She isn't a prude by any means, but she doesn't just throw herself at people. Some part of her told she should stop, that this isn't what she really wanted. The voice was so soft though, she could barely hear it through the louder voice pushing her on.
 
The twin Lusts breathed their odious yet sweet breath into the human's faces dispelling their doubts as Caleb's hands wrapped about Lucia and he grinned. "Yeah...yeah I do." they cupped her ass and pulled her up and in as he tilted his head down kissing her his erection throbbing between them.

The demons giggled wickedly all around as the two humans fell under the spell of desire and lust, and Mischief seized the moment and Lucia's bra hooks let go.
 
Lucia smiled as his hands wrapped around her, bringing her even closer. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she took the kiss eagerly. Her hands slid down between them, working at the buttons of his shirt. When it felt ti was taking too long she gripped the shirt and yanked it open. Her hands found skin, running over it lightly.
 
He moaned hungrily and broke the kiss to pull her shirt and bra up and off her body then lifted her again and turned sitting her on the counter and kissing her again but breaking the kiss to nibble and lick down to her chest where he began to suck and lick at her nipples his hands on her hips trying to tug her skirt up and her underwear out of the way.

As he strained to undo her clothing he pressed against her, his erection throbbing almost painfully.
 
Lifting her arms to accommodate him, the shirt slid right over her head. She braced herself with one hand on the counter. Thrusting her breasts out to him, urging him to do more. His hands sliding under her skirt, pushing it up her thighs, gripped at her panties. She moaned and mewed at the feel of his hard shaft pressed against her. Lucia lifted her hips slightly to allow him to better slide them down her legs. Her free hand snaked between them to work at the zipper and button of his pants.
 
He shifted his hips back letting her have free access to his crotch while his lips going back and forth between her breasts and nipples, lashing them with his tongue, his hands pushing her panties down and off her legs. The moment she had his erection free he pushed back against her, the head pressing against her sex. "Lucia..." his voice was a throaty hungry growl.
 
Her hands fumbled eagerly with the button and zipper of his pants. Soft moans escaping her lips as he sucked and licked at her breasts. Finally she had him free, and there was nothing separating them. A small gasp lost against the skin at his throat, at the feel of him pressing against her throbbing sex. "Caleb," she returned his name in the same throaty moan. Her legs wrapping around him, she pulled him closer. Moaning softly as the head slipped easily into her.
 
Her movement pulled him in and with her eagerness he pushed entering fully into her with a moaning growl over her nipples he lightly tugged it dragging the length of his tongue across it as he began to rock into her hard and fast, his hands running all over her body, drawing her in closer and closer.

The demons were cheering them on, thought they were irritated at one thing. The ring she now wore was powerful but it did have one rough side effect. It made Caleb sterile. Likely forever. it also gave him extra strength and stamina as he drove into her but he would be shooting pure blanks.
 
Her hands gripped his waist as he rocked into her hard and fast. Moans matching his pace, she thrust her chest out for him. Each thrust seamed harder then the last, more frantic and forceful. Nearing her first climax, her breathing came heavier until she was crying out. Her walls gripped him tightly, pulsing around the hard length inside her. "Ah, don't stop," she urged, not ready for this to be over.
 
He moaned into her chest and thrust into her fully and gasped as she tightened about him but somehow her order pushed down his need to orgasm but left his frantic need to rock into her over and over with increasing speed and power fully intact.

While he was enjoying it immensely somehow he felt that this wild act was far more for her than him.

This was simply because the demons were feeding off him. Devouring his spirit and soul empowering the ring, her, and themselves. As they fed and he fucked the ring turned red burning into her flesh and slowly turning black with demonic seals all about fastening itself upon her.
 
Caleb's thrusting continued, faster and harder. Lucia moaned loudly, her fingers gripping into his sides. Her own hips rocking to meet his rhythm. Her breathing quickened again, as she reached another climax. Something told her it was time for him to cum, her body craved Caleb's release. Pulling his face towards her she pressed her lips to his. Her voice taking on a sultry sound, "cum for me," she breathed against his lips. Beads of sweat ran between her breasts and down her throat. Her body once against squeezed him, coaxing him to climax.
 
Caleb moaned as she gripped him, then gasped as she spoke to him. it seemed his entire being was bent on pleasing her anyway she wished him to. The moment she spoke her order he began to cum, flooding her womb with useless yet hot seed.

When he could breath again he looked up at her his eyes wild yet empty. Caleb was gone. Now he was Lucia's sex pet.
 
She breathed heavily as her climax ebbed. Running a hand through her hair she smiled. Satisfied by what they had just done. Looking to Caleb now, she simple shoved him off her. Slipping from the counter, Lucia picked up her discarded panties. "Put you clothes back on before the other get here," her words cold. She got what she wanted from him, she didn't need him anymore. She might use him at a later date, but for now she didn't want to even look at him. Cum ran down her legs as she made her way to the woman's restroom.

When she emerged clean of the evidence, she had a smile on her face again. Glancing at a near by clock, Veronica should be walking in at any moment. Soon she would be able to permanently scar the girl for life. Send the little bitch running. Fixing her shirt once again, positioning it so her breasts were nearly spilling out. She walked back to the kitchens, glad that Caleb had listened and redressed himself. Then she heard the backdoor open, and in walked her target.

"Nice of you to show up Veronica," she said with a smile. "Are you sure this is a convenient time for you, I mean we could wait around for another hour if you like."

Veronica simply stared in disbelief for a moment. Since when did she get bitched out for being late. "I'm sorry, I had to wait for my boy friend to come back with the car." She tried to walked pass Lucia, only to have slender fingers wrap around her arm.

"You know I am getting really tired of all your excuses, you have a new one everyday. You waltz in here like you own the place, take my tables and my tips." The smile had left her face immediately. "You think you're so fucking hot, lets see how much you get in tips when I'm done with you." With no time for Veronica to reacted, Lucia balled up her fist and made contact with the girls face.
 
Veronica screamed and tried to collapse. Fear was dancing on her back while Paralysis and Pain were attacking her legs and guts, but Torture was holding her up whilst also empowering Lucia.

Caleb was following Slavery who lead him by the nose to the back where he locked the door, then to the front where he stood in the way while Veronica was torn apart.

Veronica was already bleeding heavily and still screaming, and both served well to draw in more demons by the hundreds until the building was literally swarming with demonic powers, each other them sending more and more fear into Veronica, and more strength and rage into Lucia.

Everyone around the place were stunned when their phones stopped working, their cars lost power, the lights went off above their heads, and each of them felt a stab of fear right through their very souls. Nearby old folks pacemakers oversped and their hearts exploded, young men developed aneurysms, young women suddenly felt lumps in their breasts, and children developed ailments unheard of. the town was beginning to tear itself apart and still more and more demons were coming in.
 
Veronica scream only fueled her on more. The sound of it excited her, or at least some part of her. From the depths of her mind she could see what was happening. She wanted to stop, she tried to stop. Something fought against her though, it felt stronger then she was. Then she heard the laughter. Caleb simply watched from the front door, his expression completely blank.

Her body pounded into the girls face. Nails dug in, gouging skin, the wounds would never heal right. She felt so angry, and the only thing that felt good was violence. Veronica's face was already so swollen, she would be unrecognizable. Her face a dark shade of purple.

Still in the recesses of her own mind, Lucia tried to stop herself. The laughter she heard was not her own. It belong to someone else, even though it came from her. She began to scream in her mind, "stop!, no more! Oh god someone please help me!" Caleb just continued to stare blankly, why wouldn't he come to help her? Could he not hear her screaming for help?
 
The world seemed to explode all around her and she saw them all. Every single slobbering mad demon in the bar and the city all around her. Her retinas were burned with hellfire and she would never be able to not see demonic forces.

But she also would never again be able to not see the newcomer. In the center of the bar was a presence, a being, a power of such immensity even the demons about shied away from it. The form was dark. Dark as midnight and simply rippling with the muscles of a warrior and covered in black ink tattoos of some unknowable language that the demons screamed their pleas not to see.

The being's massive black wings rose high above it's back, the tips vanishing into the ceiling above and it's long curved blades hanging from it's hands with an easy familiarity. It's hair hung long onto it's back and chest.

Veronica was leaning against Caleb and both of them had been released of the power that had held them, and both were fully healed. The creature spoke with thunder and lightning, his voice crashing upon Lucia's ears. "You have invaded the peace of this world. This will not be."

He flourished his blades and the demons screamed trying to flee but they were held in place and the being flashed and slashed his blades out cutting them down by the score as they were drawn in toward him, his blades only speeding up as they moved until the last one fell, the being's sword stabbing right through Lucia's face ripping Despair in half and her mind clear of the control.

The being looked at Lucia who was the only being still conscious in the city. "You have made a mistake mortal."
 
Lucia wanted to make this stop. In her mind she covered her eyes. Not wanting to see the horrific faces before her. There were so many, when just moments ago there were none. She knew what they were, only because demon is the only thing you could call them. Some of them their bodies were posed in grotesque positions. Others looked as if a butcher had combined numerous animal parts. There were some that looked more human, but even their appearance was off somehow.

There was one being in the bar that wasn't there before. He looked completely different. While the others looked evil, and dark, somehow this man seemed good. Though he was as dark as the shadows themselves, he didn't give one a sense of fear. The others in the room screamed and begged, which meant he had to be some kind of enemy to them. Was she saved from this, was that why he was here?

Lucia watched in awe as he dispatched of the many demons. Moving through them as if they were nothing. Her first thought would be none of them stood even the slightest chance. One by one they each fell victim to the whirling blades of the angel.

On the outside, her body stood poised and ready to fight. Though she never had a weapon in her life, somehow she now held a gnarly looking sword. The metal twisted, with sharp barbs protruding from the flat side. "They asked for it you waste of flesh. Look at how they live. We barely had to do anything to push them." Pointing at Veronica, "that one doesn't even need to influence of lust. She acts like a whore with out suggestion." The demons cockiness was it's undoing of course. Thrusting the sword out suddenly it tried to drive it's blade through the angels chest. A priceless look of surprise could be seen around the blade on it's face.

Lucia sank to her knees the moment she was set free of the control. Looking to Veronica and Caleb, horror and disgust for herself filled her. She looked to the man that had saved them. From the sounds of his voice and words, he wasn't really here to save her. "What mistake have I made," she looked around the room. Eyes stopping at the still fresh puddle of Veronica's blood. "This was not me, I wanted to stop. I don't know how this even happened. All I did was walk to work."
 
The angel gripped her hand raising the ring before her face. "This is your mistake mortal. This is the ring of Pontius Pilate. The man who sent God Himself to death out of petulant laziness and fear."

He gripped the ring and tugged it lightly but it did not even wiggle on her finger. He looked down at her. "The Father has healed the damage of your victims, even those you did not know about. Now hold still."

His hand flashed out her own dropping, as he gripped her soul and with a flash of power that could only be called divine, he studied her soul fully. He nodded thoughtfully and released her slowly helping her sit. "Your soul has been marked by the evil that possesses this ring. You will have to come with me."

He surveyed the area then nodded his swords vanishing. "It would best we leave now. The demons that were just here are far from the last we will have to deal with. You will need to change."
 
Lucia flinched when the angel reached for her. Fearful that he might strike her down next. When all he did was raise the ring to her face, she looked at him first. Then to the ring, she almost couldn't remembering putting it on. "Wait, I just found this in the street," she looked to him again. "I didn't know that this is what it would do." She watched as he tried to remove the ring, but it didn't budge at all. "You mean there were..." she was cut of from finishing what she was about to say.

She held still as he commanded. The moment his hand reached into her, she couldn't breath. There was pain, but also something else she couldn't describe. Watching him with confusion, she hoped this wouldn't take too long. Relief washed over her when he finally removed the hand. Taking his assistance to help her sit. Catching her breath her eyes got a little wider. "What do you mean marked my soul? Will this happen again?" She also wanted to know where he would be taking her. In reality she really had no business asking any questions. She nearly killed Veronica, beating her almost to death. Whatever happened to her, she supposed it was what she deserved.

The angel the began to survey the room as if looking for something, or someone. Lucia found herself also searching for what ever it was. "Where are we going, and I don't have another change of clothes here." There she went asking more questions. She looked down at her clothing, wondering what was wrong with it. Then she saw that her shirt was nearly ripped right down the middle. Her breasts nearly falling out of the shirt. Crossing her arms over her chest, she at least tried to hide them. "Did you want to go to my apartment first," that was only place she could think of to change clothes.
 
He nodded. "We should. You will need traveling clothes."

He reached out and Caleb's jacket flew into his hand and he gently lay it across her shoulders then stepped away from her and cut his arm across the air before him and he stepped through the cut and though his appearance did not change his wings vanished and he was now dressed, though still barefoot. His skin was still dark and his hair still long though but now she could she his eyes.

His irises were solid white while what should have been the whites were black as night and his pupils were sky blue. He swept his hair back and tied it up into a low ponytail. "My name is Rayme. We are going to travel to some places that should allow us to remove both that ring and the taint upon your soul. I understand you were unaware of the danger. I do not blame you. The trouble is that the ring is a powerful evil ring. Since the betrayal of Christ, though inevitable, that ring has ridden the fingers of the most evil men, women, and most importantly more demon lords and ladies than you can imagine."

He gently took her hand, the one without the ring, and held it both his. "You may have been marked but you have also been marked by the Father Himself." He raised the hand atop her's revealing a bright Enochian mark that slowly faded into her skin. "I will need you to do something for me though. Anytime you feel the rage or other powerful feelings grab me or at least say my name. It can and will hurt you badly."

"Are you ready to go?"
 
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