Chapter 8   Evil unleashed   authors: Cruciator - violet , Veyanne - yellow  

Suddenly the air was filled with claps of thunder, first one, then two, then more. Each lightning-bolt kept standing upright between earth and sky, row upon row, forming a giant cross-shaped field with the Sorceress in the middle of it. Then a tall man appeared out of nowhere. He was dressed in a white robe with a black cross on his chest. He remained in the air, floating without effort. He smiled.

"Hello Veyanne. Nice to see you again."

The sorceress looked up and recognized Christopher.

"No longer Christopher, my Lady. I'm reborn now, thanks to you."

He floated sideways and looked down at the motionless figure of the Temptress.

"Who would have guessed that he would have bonded with her? Or did you know?"

"Humph. That two-bonding sleaze. I'm glad he's dead."

He smiled at the Sorceress.

A huge cross-shaped cathedral, rising up from the fog. Inside, hundreds of believers are chanting and praising the return of God. On a high throne a man in a white robe sits, smiling and blessing those brought before him.

"It doesn't matter. Once you killed her, he was powerless and I could take over quite easily."

"Hmmm. Well, except that she's not really dead. I just cast a spell on her to make her look that way.

The Lord looks at the sorceress...

"Interesting. Your spell was quite powerful then, since it deceived me."

I guess that wouldn't have worked since he had that bond with her. He would have known.", the sorceress mused.

"It got him distracted...."

"So how did you defeat him anyway?"

"Easy. He got overloaded with all the energy and I took advantage. He's not dead by the way. The fun part is, his machine half won't let him die. Look."

A blood covered man was hanging on a cross to the side. His skin was pealed off and he was trembling in sheer agony. Only his face was still recognizable as that of the once powerful Overlord.

"I will amuse myself torturing him for all eternity. Well, at least until his batteries run out."

The Cruciator laughed.....

I'm much more than a man now. I'm the father of your child, the new born Christ. Ah yes, that would make me God, now wouldn't it."

"And how is the mother of my child feeling?"

"Like, I'm so sure. You're way too sexually repressed to take advantage of me.", the sorceress closed her eyes and looked within herself. "You bastard. You did it. What kind of pervert forces himself on a woman without her consent?"

Sure, Godhood comes with great responsibility. It wouldn't be fun if there weren't some benefits.

The white-robed man laughed loud.

"Ah, it's good to be back."

He raised his arms and his voice rose to a thunderous sound rolling over the hills.

"Hello earth, this is your God and Master, for I am the Cruciator!"

"It's a good thing I learned that abortion spell."

The sorceress lifted her hand in the air. Magical energy flickered around it. She gently moved her finger across her abdomen.

The earth rumbled.....

The baby Jesus miscarried.

The world was saved.

The Cruciator laughed once more.

"Oh ignorant child. You really think you can save your world that easily. Look over there."

He pointed to the left side of the cathedral, where two hundred naked women were entering the cathedral, chanting their songs of praise.

"Why should I be content with only one son?"

God fell of his throne laughing.....

When he was finished, he got up and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"You have been fun, my dear. But now I must ask you to leave."

In an instant she was transported far away....