Deep in the city that seems to never sleep, millions of lights shining like stars in the night sky. On top of a sky scrapper Satan sits on the edge humming to herself.
She reaches in a white paper bag with a chicken deigns in red, there's a caption on the side with a cow saying eat more chicken. She munches on some waffle fries and nuggets.
The sound of something fluttering catches her attention, she turns tensing up before easing.
"Chill out its just me." Brunnhilde say landing on the roof.
She walks to the edge, taking a seat next to Satan who pulls out a chicken wrap with fries from the back. She hands it over to Brunnhilde.
"I kept it warm for ya."
Brunnhilde take a bite, her eyes roll to the back of her head, "I can at least say one thing about these monkeys, they sure know what pleasure is." She takes another bite while scarfing down fries.
Brunnhilde looks at Satan, her dark hair in curls, skin like chocolate, round face with hazel eye and a button nose. She swallows, "I like your meat suit, you went for the darker one this time, last time you had that straight dark hair one with the slanted eyes, small thing."
Satan pops another nugget, "Your so uncivilized Brunnhilde, that meat suit was a male while this one is a female of a different ethnicity."
Brunnhilde fills her face with fries, "white ape, brown ape, black or yellow, what's the different they're all monkeys."
Satan shake her head, "monkey that are important enough for you to be trying to collect them."
"pfff, every war needs cannon fodder, but speaking of how yall Darksiders preparation going. The Sol emperor of us Brightwing just restricted dimensional travel, so unless you are an essential worker you can't travel to this realm.
Satan smirks, "We can at least still travel as we please, but I don't think telling an enemy our current strength is a good ideal."
Brunnhilde waters at the widen, her bottom lips poke out, trembling, with force tears to her eyes. "What, why would you say that, we're not enemies yet. Just in the process, that all,"
She let the last bait of her chicken wrap fall down to the city street.
"Why would you do that." Satan asks.
"It was nothing but breading, lattes and the sauce, no more meat. "She answers.
The heads click as both stare into the darkness above, watching as the lights in the sky passed by. Past the stratosphere, floating in space, the two watches as a satellite make its rotation.
Brunnhilde hand reaches in the casing that holds Satan nuggets, she grabs one sighing.
"I'm going to miss all this." She eats it.
"Umm, what are you doing? Those are mine; you had the chicken wrap with fries."
"You greedy bitch, you have two more cases of the twenty pieces in the bag, are going to eat it all?"
Satan shoot her a look that screams. Yes! They continue to watch the people, the flickering lights, the movement of life, gazing at this everyday remedial action in wounder.
"Brunnhilde, your older than me so tell me, what's going to happen to this, what happen when we invade."
Brunnhilde sits in silence for at bit before answering. "All these wonderful things will be gone, destroy, but it will come back after some time. It's not like we haven't been fighting before, we have skirmish here and there like. Noah's ark, fall or Rome, Black plague, the Mayan, Pompeii, Plagues in Egypt. One year literally Hell got into a stupid argument and froze a place called Texas."
"That's not what I mean Brunnhilde, this is a full invasion, what happen the last time this happen, us darksider don't care for writing down history, you either live through it or find someone with knowledge about it."
"And that's why yall are stupid, you all would rather listen to someone tell you something that could be fabricated out of thin air."
Satan frowns, "Well, I'd rather hear a fabrication then take then take the energy to read a book that could have just as much fabrication if not more and believe it to be true."
Brunnhilde lips press tight together as they both stare at each other, she quickly snatches some more of Satan nuggets, tossing them in her mouth.
"Brunnhilde!" Satan shove her.
Brunnhilde laughs, "okay, okay, I did read it in a book, but do you still want to hear my fabrication."
Satan nods eagerly.
"There isn't really much, I simply glance over it but. The last time there was a full invasion, there were a lot of stupid large creature on this sphere with tails that mostly gave birth by laying eggs. Some of their descendant still live on to this day, but their remain can be found in the ground."
Satan squint at her as if she was trying to see the riddle of an answer clearer. She mumbles the clues, "big stupid, with tail, found in ground, descendant... Birth by e--" She looks at Brunnhilde. "The Jurassic age, the dinosaurs, is that what you're talking about."
Brunnhilde franticly waves her hands, "the notes didn't give them a name, only description, but they died in the end. They were just unable to survive the calamity the spiritual being at the time brought. It wasn't just a civilization like the Mayans, they brought an end to the planet."
Satan gaze at the city lights like stars in the night, thinking to herself about how all this beauty and wonder will be lost, but for what reason. It is unknown to her and to all of them. She grabs a nugget.
"We gonna have to eat more chicken."
Brunnhilde nods in agreeance.
A Figure made of light floats in the void of space, tentacle stretch from its body gather particles, over in the distance a meteor implodes into a planet, the figure of light watches the process unfold. A door opens as Yama walk towards the figure in the vacuum of space as if there was a floor. The light figure come down, with a simple sway the space around they turn into a grand throne room.
The entity sits, without a mouth a voice fills the room. "What bring you, essences of my essences?"
Yama taps his forehead taking a knee, "this spirit king is concern and wish for guidance from thy Sol Emperor."