I would again like to acknowledge my best friend and wife, Cathy, for all her support and input into my book. She contributes great ideas, and encourages me to show evil for how ugly it really is.
Finally, thank you to all the people who had input into my writing: Jeff Gerke for his writing tips and book cover; The Word Weavers group in Tampa, Florida, various writers who have influenced me, including Kat Heckenbach, who told me not to let Poisonous wimp out, but be evil for a while.
Disclaimer: I do not support the idea that fallen angels can be redeemed, nor do angels of light need to be redeemed. This book is a work of fiction, and should be taken that way.
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Chas Funderburg
“I'm bad and I'm going to hell, and I don't care. I'd rather be in hell than anywhere where you are.” William Faulkner
One
Friday June 27th (Earth Date)
Sunday, June 29th
Monday, June 30th
Two
Three
Sunday, June 29th
Four
Wednesday, July 1st
Friday, July 4th
Sunday, July 6th
Five
Monday, July 7th
Six
Tuesday, July 8th
Wednesday, July 9th
Thursday, July 10th
Friday, July 11th
Seven
Sunday, July 13th
Monday, July 14th
Tuesday, July 15th
Saturday, July 19th
Sunday, July 20th
Sunday, July 20th
That afternoon
Monday, July 21ST 07:45
Eight
Monday, July 21st 14:05
Monday, July 21st
Saturday, July 26th
Sunday, July 27th
Nine
Sunday, August 3rd
Monday, August 4th
Tuesday, August 5th
Friday, August 8th
Tuesday, August 12th
Ten
Wednesday, August 13th
Thursday, August 14th
Wednesday, August 13th Later that day
Thursday, August 14th
Eleven
Friday, August 15th
Saturday, August 16th
Sunday, August 17th
Twelve
Monday, August 18th
Tuesday, August 19th
Thursday, August 21st
Friday, August 22nd
Thirteen
Tuesday, September 2nd
Saturday, September 6th
Fourteen
Monday, September 8th
Tuesday, September 9th
Wednesday, September 10th
Fifteen
Thursday, September 11th
Friday, September 12th
Saturday, September 13th
Sixteen
Monday, September 15th
Tuesday, September 16th
Wednesday, September 17th
Thursday, September 18th
Sunday, September 21st
Seventeen
Monday, September 22nd
Tuesday, September 23rd
Wednesday, September 24th
Eighteen
Thursday, September 25th
Nineteen
Twenty
Sunday, September 28th
Twenty-one
Wednesday, October 1st
Thursday, October 2nd
Friday October 3rd
Twenty-two
Saturday October 4th
Monday, October 6th
Tuesday, October 7th
One
Friday June 27th (Earth Date)
“All human flesh must burn painfully in Hell forever! Make sure that you feed them the lies and deceptions that will lead them to share our misery. He loves them, and I hate them. They should know what agony and hopelessness feel like.”
Lucifer stood on his dais, looking very much like the owner of a large company, dressed in an expensive business suit, tie, shoes and accessories. Of course, underneath the business suit, Lucifer looked as decayed as the gathered demons. His eyes burned fiery red as they swept across the audience, casting fear into all of them. The gathered demons represented the rank and file of Hell. All were twisted versions of the angels of light, whose evil hearts had made them rot into their current condition. Even the very air reeked of decay. Dark heaviness covered the entire realm.
Lucifer continued, “Anyone caught fraternizing with them or being influenced by them will be thrown into Hell immediately. I’ve heard rumors that some of you have been doing exactly this. Trust me, you will be found out, and punishment will be executed immediately; no excuses, no exceptions.”
Poisonous represented the Lust Nymphs, who corrupted men’s hearts, and made them trade true love for unrestrained lust. The tentacles on her head, as well as the razor-sharp nails on her hands and feet injected any of various poisons into her victims. The tentacles’ primary purpose, however, was to inject lust into her victims. At first glance, Poisonous appeared to be an attractive young woman. Underneath her slithering tentacles, smooth gray-green flesh with occasional red designs interspersed throughout her body like tattoos, while gray-green eyes took in the cosmos around her.
Lucifer’s words and his baleful stare made Poisonous shudder. Lucifer never said anything in jest: humor did not enter into his personality. The words spoken had the same intent and meaning as in previous iterations, though not always the same verbiage. She trembled as she remembered herself and her partner—Virtue Destroyer—dealing with Evie and Gracie Chen, and how Lady Ruache seemed to be working on their hearts. They both had even shown weakness and cried. At least she had always avoided the influence of the Light, and continued with perpetrating evil. VD, on the other hand, had become increasingly enamored with doing things motivated by good will. She had even mentioned to Evie Chen, a former angel and one of their mutual victims that she was glad Evie had found salvation. She had gushed about being happy to have had conversations with Lady Ruache, the Holy Spirit of God, and had the audacity to say that she might like to know redemption herself. Well, that was then, and now she resolutely felt it was time to change tactics. VD was on her own. She didn’t need to be influenced by such a traitorous demon.
She knew exactly what Lucifer meant in his speech, and that he would make good on his threats, but she didn’t care. “Yes; I hear you, Lucifer, ya blowhard. However, I need some excitement; some deviation from the same old tired routine. It’s time to make a change. I’m heading down to Earth to make human lives miserable.”
Having heard her ruler continue to drone on endlessly, she tuned him out. The mission never changed, so hearing it again would gain her nothing. Instead, she sat in her chasm-like cave, restlessly pacing the floor. Her tentacles reached for a drinking cup, while another of her tentacles reached for the container of powerful liquid, much stronger than alcohol. Being thirsty, she took in the whole
