Nora felt as though her heart stopped. Patch looked easily as stunned.
“What the hell are you-”
“I didn't think I could do it at first. Oh, I was able to control people with practice, but it was limited. I couldn't do it to the extent that you demons could do it. No, I realized I needed help. I needed someone who had just as much experience with the minds of demons like you. Which is why I went to Dabria.”
Patch's eyes widened. “What?!”
Jules grinned. “She taught me everything I knew. How to influence the mind in such a way that the person wouldn't even know they were being controlled. How to implant small suggestions and emotions into the mind of another, until they grew and took over the mind within a matter of weeks. She spent centuries teaching me how to get inside your head, how to read your mind without you ever noticing a damn thing, all the while pretending to be infatuated with you. And you were so arrogant that you actually though the Angel of Death would spend time with a lowly fallen angel, without having any ulterior motives.
“I found out about your plans with Nora, how you wanted to sacrifice her to finally get your human body. I couldn't let that happen, so I distracted you. I made you feel things for her, made you obsess over her until she was all you could think about. I made you fall in love with her knowing that, being the obsessive bastard you are, you would not let it go. You let it consume you, until she was the only thing you thought about. You were always easily distracted, something that I took advantage of.”
Patch's eyes were full of rage. “You piece of-”
“And while you were both preoccupied with each other - and while Elliot and Dabria were influencing your delusions - I had time to set up and get what I need. Tell me demon, do you know what an illusion stone is?”
Jules snapped his fingers.
Reality itself seemed to warp in front of Nora before everything changed. While they were all still in the gym, their surroundings had changed. Cone were the clean floors and walls. They were now completely covered in strange symbols that seemed to be written in blood. The symbols covered everything, even the doors and windows. The doors and windows themselves were sealed shut with strange glowing chains. And scattered all around her were these strange, multicolored, glowing stones that radiated a peculiar energy.
Nora didn't know the significance of her surroundings, but Patch seemed to. His face had gone completely white as he staggered away from Jules, who slumped to the floor. His head whipped around taking in all of his surroundings with a steadily growing horror.
“No...”
“Oh yes.” Jules rose to his feet. “Elliot was a peculiar find. Both Dabria and I found him in the aftermath of one of your boredom fueled rampages a little over three hundred years ago. We had no idea he was a warlock at the time. It was when he slowly stopped aging that we realized what we found. He spent years along with us, honing his gifts just so he could take revenge against you for what you did to him and his family. You can thank him for all of the symbols by the way. Normally they wouldn't be enough to kill a fallen angel, especially a fallen archangel. But considering that these symbols were painted from the blood of the Angel of Death, fueled by the magic of a three hundred year old warlock, and the runes themselves came from the written words of Christ himself?” Jules shrugged and gave them both a mocking smile. “Well, I'm confident that this amount of fire power could take out Lucifer at his most powerful. ”
As if on cue, the symbols around them started to glow. Jules smirked. “It seems like Elliot managed to activate the runes. That gives you” he made a show of thinking about it, “say two minutes before this all blows sky high.”
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Re: Spitefic: How it should have ended Part 2
Date: 2015-05-20 04:55 am (UTC)“What the hell are you-”
“I didn't think I could do it at first. Oh, I was able to control people with practice, but it was limited. I couldn't do it to the extent that you demons could do it. No, I realized I needed help. I needed someone who had just as much experience with the minds of demons like you. Which is why I went to Dabria.”
Patch's eyes widened. “What?!”
Jules grinned. “She taught me everything I knew. How to influence the mind in such a way that the person wouldn't even know they were being controlled. How to implant small suggestions and emotions into the mind of another, until they grew and took over the mind within a matter of weeks. She spent centuries teaching me how to get inside your head, how to read your mind without you ever noticing a damn thing, all the while pretending to be infatuated with you. And you were so arrogant that you actually though the Angel of Death would spend time with a lowly fallen angel, without having any ulterior motives.
“I found out about your plans with Nora, how you wanted to sacrifice her to finally get your human body. I couldn't let that happen, so I distracted you. I made you feel things for her, made you obsess over her until she was all you could think about. I made you fall in love with her knowing that, being the obsessive bastard you are, you would not let it go. You let it consume you, until she was the only thing you thought about. You were always easily distracted, something that I took advantage of.”
Patch's eyes were full of rage. “You piece of-”
“And while you were both preoccupied with each other - and while Elliot and Dabria were influencing your delusions - I had time to set up and get what I need. Tell me demon, do you know what an illusion stone is?”
Jules snapped his fingers.
Reality itself seemed to warp in front of Nora before everything changed. While they were all still in the gym, their surroundings had changed. Cone were the clean floors and walls. They were now completely covered in strange symbols that seemed to be written in blood. The symbols covered everything, even the doors and windows. The doors and windows themselves were sealed shut with strange glowing chains. And scattered all around her were these strange, multicolored, glowing stones that radiated a peculiar energy.
Nora didn't know the significance of her surroundings, but Patch seemed to. His face had gone completely white as he staggered away from Jules, who slumped to the floor. His head whipped around taking in all of his surroundings with a steadily growing horror.
“No...”
“Oh yes.” Jules rose to his feet. “Elliot was a peculiar find. Both Dabria and I found him in the aftermath of one of your boredom fueled rampages a little over three hundred years ago. We had no idea he was a warlock at the time. It was when he slowly stopped aging that we realized what we found. He spent years along with us, honing his gifts just so he could take revenge against you for what you did to him and his family. You can thank him for all of the symbols by the way. Normally they wouldn't be enough to kill a fallen angel, especially a fallen archangel. But considering that these symbols were painted from the blood of the Angel of Death, fueled by the magic of a three hundred year old warlock, and the runes themselves came from the written words of Christ himself?” Jules shrugged and gave them both a mocking smile. “Well, I'm confident that this amount of fire power could take out Lucifer at his most powerful. ”
As if on cue, the symbols around them started to glow. Jules smirked. “It seems like Elliot managed to activate the runes. That gives you” he made a show of thinking about it, “say two minutes before this all blows sky high.”