Jan 14, 2016
Grthz snapped to attention by the door, holding its wings at a proud angle. It had to lower its eyes
as Azrael came around the corner, the Angel of Death was radiating a searing light. He was flanked by several fallen, but it wasn't enough to dim his glory.
The entourage came to a sudden stop, and a voice, if it could be called that - for it seemed to come from within and without simultaneously.
<<WHAT DEPARTMENT IS THIS?>>
"Sloth, sir," answered one of the fallen. Grthz recognized Bael's voice.
Grthz doubled over as it was prodded with the hilt of Azrael's flaming sword.
<<YOUR HENCHMAN STANDS AT ATTENTION AND YOU DARE CALL THIS SLOTH>>
"We require henchmen to stand -"
Grthz remained prone on the floor, trying to snivel as quietly as possible. It felt a soft touch on its shoulder, and flinch slightly. When Azrael spoke again, his voice was softer, almost soothing. And Grthz knew the Seraph was speaking only to its mind
<<HAVE NO FEAR, LITTLE THING. ALL WILL BE WELL>>
A sense of calm descended on Grthz that it was unfamiliar with. And terror began to well up in its stomach. The demon heard the fallen give a cry of dismay, and the world around him went white.
When it opened its eyes, everything was gray. So gray that it was impossible to tell where the ground met the sky. So gray, Grthz felt he could reach out and touch it, but when he tried his hands met with nothing.
The sense of calm remained. But the terror was gone.
"Wh-where am I? asked the demon.
A strange thing manifested next to Grthz, a swirling mass of rolling eyes and slithering tongues, yet somehow they composed a figure with four faces, and countless wings. The light was still present, but no longer burned the demon's eyes.
The voice was much gentler now.
"Where am I?" asked Grthz.
"Why?" it asked.
<BECAUSE YOU BECAME TOO GOOD FOR HELL>
"I thought you only killed people. Humans," said Grthz.
"Makes sense," said the demon. "Now what?"
The angel began to dissapparate, becoming gray like the surroundings.
"Wait!" cried Grthz.
Azrael solidified once more, and the little demon threw its arms around the strange being and hugged the Seraph tightly. Thousands of wings folded around the demon, who was suddenly crying greasy blue tears. It was the best hug he could remember. The only hug he could remember.
"Thank you," it whispered. "If you get a chance. You know, next time, check on VSSSX. She works in accounting and was nice to me once."
The angel stepped away, bowed to the demon and faded to nothing.
Grthz settled down and relaxed in the gray. The ground, it found, was quite soft. It lay down, and for the first time in eternity, took a nap.