Redgloves: Sinners

Give me Hell

//Hey dudes and dudettes! Who ready for some more Red(gloves) because I am. Hope you enjoyed your meeting. Please, if you journeyed through the Breaking Point which I am still getting more inspiration for characters, tell me which you enjoyed! Thoughts! Love to hear from you guys soooooooooo Lets get Down with this story! Woop! Woop!

Dad is going to kill me. Of course, coming back late freaks him out. I really don't get my >cough cough< dad. Well, my surrogate dad, Pazuzu, or Paz, has had my ever since I was eight. He found me on the streets and took me in. He was pissed that God didn't give me a place to stay in heaven even after he saw I had, and I quote, "an extreme amount of untapped, intangible potential." Dad, though a demon and a high ranking one at that, still had morals and boundaries. His job is to punish and aid in keeping order of the evil in the world and technically I did none. As he puts it, me killing my earthly father was mere instinct to survive and the bastard deserved his fate. Either way, Paz is my dad and he loves me and thus...

"You're late." Oh boy. "Hey dad." I greet him as if all is fine even though his foot is tapping like my rabbit when I am not giving her food fast enough. I have never met animal so needy unless you count all my other pets. "Charlotte." His foot is still tapping. "Yes Thumper?" I counter his anger with a joke, which usually  works but I am really late. "Bambi." He gives the look of an angry relieved parent which looks like a child trying angrily eat a cookie- weird. 

"Yes father" I squeak out.

"Charlotte Marianna Evangeline Darkwind!" 

Pray for me my peeps...

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" I was running for my life as he chased my down the hall lined with large photos of us together. I remember when I was an ugly-cute baby. "Aaaah! I'm. Sor-rrrrrry" I manage I jump onto the ceiling before he could grab me, "I won't be so late next time. Killing is time consuming and I still have to eat!" "There will be no next time . And if you need to feed on chaos you can feed at home which is literally made of it!" He teleported to where I currently was but I quickly teleported away from him above the large leather couch in our living room. "But it is boring! I have a prey drive and Hell isn't very driving," I whined. "Stop being such a youngling and get you but over here!" 

"You'll never get me alive!" I shouted as scampered and jump down in front of the door. Too bad I couldn't make it all the way out in time. Yoyink! I was pulled back in by a large, strong hand and was lifted to be face to face with someone equally as horrible as my dad- Abbadon! So, here I am about ass chewed by Abbadon the infamous Demon of the Abyss. Basically, he is the manifestation of Hell itself, really powerful dude. "Hey Baba," I say with an awkward chuckle, praying for my life. Too bad that I am in hell and God doesn't give a shit. I was held upside down and dangled helplessly for hours accompanied with the sounds of deep-throat laughter and the high-pitched screaming saying "put me down!" The punishment didn't end there as I was thrown into my room and was told-pause for dramatic affect- to put on a dress! I hate wearing my royal attire! "You can be late in that for the remainder of the day."

 "But-"

"No buts! You are still my daughter and you are to show  that one way or another. If you can't act it then you shall wear your title." I hate it when he gets all "I'm a powerful prince of hell and you are my princess" on me. Ugh, I remember when I first came her and all I could wear was my royal attire to establish my title and gain respect of my subjects. Me! Me trying to gain respect. Me, the one who could take Heaven and Hell and flip them inside-out, gaining respect from lower ranking demons! Don't get me started on the angels, those damn pompous angels!

I sigh. Well, enough with my rant. I had to suffer the cumbersome princess-y thing for the rest of the day. Ugh! Walking down the stairs, I am greeted by a satisfied Abbadon who gave me a jiving look. I gave him a murderous one back. Dad caught on to this and said, "Enough you two! Abbadon stop teasing my daughter and you young lady can come and practice your mannerisms for the Demonic Imperial Court."