Louder Than Words (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 61

The golden tattoos glowed brightly with an anger Kendra had never seen before she pointed toward Melisande who's expression was still filled with shock as the succubus summoned powers that should have been impossible for a demon to call upon.

"Who the fuck are you?" Sylvia snarled, her purple horns spiraling around her ears as she spoke.

Rage filled Melisande's vision and she went to charge forwards with flames licking up her arms and shoulders but the succubus continued.

"All you have are words. Words that mean less than nothing. You come onto my campus and speak ill of my father when all you can do is cower at the sight of the same magic that cost you everything. If I remove your wings again, will you curse my children because you were stupid enough to come here when you know you're banned? You started this, and for what? To feel good about yourself? What do you possibly gain from running your mouth like this, other than to try and make me feel bad for something you did. I don't know you. I don't care to know you. It might have been your fault my wings were taken, but I'm over it. Just leave Melisande. Go back to hell or where ever it is you skulk around waiting to ruin someone else's life just so you can feel good about yourself."

"I'm assuming it hasn't properly sunk in yet, but you don't have to be such a fucking bitch all the time. No one hates Devils anymore, they just hate you, because the only thing you know how to do is hurt people. If you want a fight so bad then attack me. Don't instigate me to swing first like that somehow justifies you being here. You came all this way to insult me, to make me feel bad. I have everything I ever wanted, and I wouldn't risk it just to put you in your place. But go ahead, attack me now that I threw the first punch."

"Because if you attack me, I will draw Excalibur. The only difference is I won't just take your wings. I'll cleave your fucking head from your shoulders so that the entire world will know that you threw your entire life away just so you could try and make me feel less than. I am the Daughter of King Arthur Pendragon. I have the love of my life. I am the Spirit Director of the Student Council. I have a literal God for a best friend. What do you have? Former Head of Wrath..."

The devil blinked like the wind had been knocked out of her. Like she wanted to retort but the words didn't exist. She stared blankly at Sylvia who eventually lowered her hand, waiting for an answer.

What could the devil say? Her entire life had been unwravelled with just a few words from a succubus whom she thought would loose her temper and attack. Instead she threw a punch and effortlessly explained how dumb she was?

Melisande took in her appearance again. She looked so much like Lady Guinevere it was impossible to pretend she could be anyone else's child. But the personality... was unmistakably his.

Reza's grip tightened on the devil's arm, and the will to fight left her. Her eyes travelled to the ground before she sighed deeply, standing up straight but keeping her head bowed a bit low in shame. "He... He would be very proud... to see you like this."

Reza exhaled like she hadn't breathed in hours before smiling softly at the shocked expression on Sylvia's face. The glow of her tattoo dimmed as she blinked at the devil. "I know he would be."

"You did what he couldn't. Convince me that I'm the stupid one." She pressed the palm of her other hand into her forehead.

"I'm pretty sure Kai told you something very similiar while also completely ignoring your fire." Kendra noted.

"Yes. She did." Melisande sighed again. "I suppose I should-."

"Why do you hurt yourself?" Sylvia asked.