Miles and Linda are seen in the organizer's office in the Midnight Town Square Club's hall, where the manager resides.
"We want Sir James JerMcCharles to be charged for leaving the club when it wasn't time to leave. Plus, the security cameras caught him when he punched Albert and now he got the three men arrested for nothing? "
"Sir, I am highly aware that you know Albert is a womanizer. Mrs. JerMcCharles did not just get beaten like that, she got beaten because she refused to go to bed with him. I have no idea why someone like you will be defending someone like Albert-"
"Albert is my brother, you can't just make him go to jail for going to bed with some woman" Linda tries to talk
"She is not just any, woman," one of the staff standing beside the seat of the organizer in charge of reports says.
"Ma'am, if we have evidence that you went to bed with another man that isn't a single, you will go to jail. Believe you me"
Linda says nothing but eyes the man seductively with her snake-like eyes. She can seduce this man in one second and make him touch her but she doesn't want that. Not when she's in the presence of The Devil.
"So you can't do anything about releasing-"
"I'm sorry, Sir Miles. We can't help you, you may leave"
Miles smiles. Is it because the devil inside him refuses to show himself?
He stands up from his seat with his head down, face facing the ground.
"Well... I think you've made a mistake"
Miles says and Linda walks to him from behind and grasps his shoulders as his arm wraps around her waist.
Immediately the bad couple makes their pose a bit unique, the clothes of the staff and the organizer catches fire, making Linda cackle wickedly.
"Next time you will do as I say" The Devil murmured as he watches them burn to ashes.
...
In the witches' coven and the Demons' arena, the witches are gathered in their coven and the Demons in their arena. The demarcation is a long row of seats that are empty and the seductive little witches that are standing are holding their patience to get in contact with the demons.
Beware, the demons and witches have their types.
There are the sexual witches and Demons, wicked witches and Demons. There are the white witches, the black witches, the rising demons and the downfall demons and so many more.
The witches' categories are more than the demons though.
{White and black witches doesn't mean their colors are white and black}
Xuvicer is in their midst and so with Xale. Their bodies merging together and the witches and Demons cannot wait to mix up indeed.
"Well, well... What a beautiful surprise we have here"
The millions of witches and Demons standing hails their new leaders Xale and Xuvicer with their might. Their white teeth and scleras are the only white part of their bodies showing in the dark coven and arena.
"The Creator has refused to help us. I thought he said he was generous"
The witches grit their teeth in anger while the demons growl!!!
"I thought he said he will never leave his children?!" Xuvicer yells and then Xale takes over.
"He doesn't mean anything that he has said. He just wants war so that he'll conquer us because he is the one that gave us life!"
The Demons' fists formed while the witches' smoky legs makes them to glitch physically. They are millions of them standing and all of them are feeling the pain of what the Creator did. Their curiousness to see his face was irrevocable and pressurized. They could no longer take the temptation, so they accepted to be tempted. And when all of them got tempted, Xuvicer became their first ancestor. He remained faithful to Golsie and Golsie only, even if the Devil had his way of tempting Xuvicer, but Xuvicer refused to be tempted in that area because he loved Golsie and never wanted both of them to feel pain. But it seems like things are not going to follow the same pattern they were once following. All the combined thoughts and good things that were helpful to both them, and the people they rendered it to now seem useless and worthless. Useless, to the fact that they cannot be used again and their harvest is not up to the finger of a human being.
Xuvicer and the ten Angels that were sent down to earth after Lucifer didn't want Hell to be their place of accommodation, that was why Xuvicer brought up the idea of Hasma.
Hasma is also a demonic place but it's much more ventilated and the atmospheric beauty glows more than Hell. Hell is a place of pressure, suffering and all they see is their wicked schemes and how they are gonna project it into the world.
Xuvicer smiles seeing how outraged the demons and witches are. This is his exact plan of making sure the conqueror of Heaven is him and Xale.
They will rule all the Angels and their habitat mercilessly, just at they threw them out mercilessly too.
"The Creator has taught us all a great lesson. And that is that we should not care if anybody created us or not when even the Creator is wrong, we should correct him!" Xale yells
The Creator, from his highest and majestic splendor, stares down at Hasma and what is taking place down there. He smiles as he listens to what Xale and Xuvicer say, the Angels by both his right and left-hand side smiles with him. Thinking what he's thinking.
"They do not know what they are saying, Your highness" The Creator's lips go back In a wide grin hearing what Angel Gabriel that stands by his throne says.
"Even the Angels that he thinks are by his side... He doesn't know that some of their desires to be down here, with us! " Xale yells again.
The Angels present raises their eyebrows, admiring the bravery of Xale to say what she's saying.
"It's very pleasant that the Creator has done this to us and he thinks he knows what he's doing... He does not"
The Creator shuts down the connection between Heaven and Hasma I'm anger! He is angry with himself for creating such Angel that will turn against and blackmail him!
"Should we attack, your Majesty?" Gabriel asks but The Creator shakes his head with his two lips showing brightly while the golden-haired strands fall, covering his eyes, nose, and circling his lips before covering her chin/jaw.
"No... " He says.
The memories back then when creation was fun, especially when he was creating Xuvicer...
"They will come back begging us"