“Mistress, I think you need to see this.” Sameal looked upon the flame haired beauty that was Kiara Sullivan, the once blue blooded hero who now ruled over all the realms of Hell. She had come a long way from the person she had been born to be. Not one person was sure of why fate had led her so far astray from the path she had been set upon. Perhaps it was the corruption of her Demon’s blood. Perhaps she was tired of not getting the gratitude she felt she deserved. Or perhaps it was something that was a lot less sinister. It was no secret that the corruption had started just after her first encounter with Final Arrow. Could it be that he had implanted some dark thoughts in her head and they were the cause of her current station? After all he was the sole reason that she now held the reins to this dark and foreboding place.
Sameal was pulled from his ruminations as Kiara spoke impatiently. “What is it Sameal?” He had no idea of the times she had said his name. But he knew that this Dark Demoness was growing impatient, “Mistress, forgive me. But the Heavenly host is upon us. It seems God has called war down upon us.”
A sinister smile spread across Kiara’s porcelain skin. She stood up straight, abandoning the map that she had been looking over. She had waited for this day for many weeks and knew it was coming. She was sure in her victory. God would be hard pressed to gain any ground against the army of Tenebrasque In. Kiara’s army of demons and the dead was an impressive force itself. But combined with the other armies of Tenebrasque no one stood a chance. Kiara’s sole goal was to bring God down a few notches. She had bowed beneath that Heavenly entity for far too long now. It was time to show Heaven as well as the world that Tenebrasque feared no one. It had been a long time coming and Kiara grinned with wicked glee as she thought back on the events that had started this war.
Three Weeks Earlier
“It’s good to look upon your face Kiara. How long has it been since we last have spoken my dear child?” The voice boomed into the bright whiteness of the place. It’s very power almost causing Kiara to bow beneath its force. But Kiara was no longer the bleeding heart she had once been. She fought off the effects the voice had once had upon her. Soon she was standing straight and pure malice seeped from her every pore.
“You know how long it’s been, God. Not since I was thrown into that battle with Talon and her father’s. Yet another cruel joke played upon me at your own amusement.”
That infuriating voice spoke again. Its force trying to rip away at Kiara’s resolve and make her see light once more, “If I do remember correctly it was you who wanted that path, Kiara. You were through with the evil that has obviously festered too deeply into your soul now. Your true heart was pulled from the darkness as you witnessed what young Talon was experiencing. It also helped that you felt a strong attachment to Emile Chabot.”
Flames licked across Kiara’s skin at the mention of the man she had loved unabashed…. The man she still loved. “Do not speak to me of that man. Do not mention his name in my presence.”
A chuckle erupted from the whiteness, the sound so pure that for a moment Kiara could remember days when her own voice sounded just the same. “My dear, do not try and fool me. I can see into your heart. I know how he still illicit feelings from that dark heart of yours. I see the way you look upon your young son. The most precious thing that can be brought into the world by a love as strong as yours was for Emile Chabot.”
Kiara could see the truth forming in God’s words and she could see what God was doing. She was trying to use Dominic to peel away the layers of darkness that had surrounded Kiara’s heart. A flash of hope spread through her body. Warming her cold heart and almost doing exactly what God wished.
“ENOUGH OF YOUR GAMES!” In an instant the darkness had reasserted it’s self over the small void that God had created. But the damage was done and the seed already planted, a seed that would prove to be the pivotal point in this war.
Her rage flared and the flames licking across her skin seemed to reflect the anger now coursing through her. “I am here per your request, against my will, but here none the less. Tell me what it is you want so I can be on my way and continue my rule of Hell.”
“Ah but, Kiara, don’t you see? That is why you have been brought here. Do not for one seconded think I do not know what it is your doing. Your reapers go out and collect the souls of the dead. But they are collecting more than they should be. Tenebrasque In is killing more than should be killed. Your reapers are collecting souls that should be bound for Heaven are instead redirected to Hell. You are upsetting the balance. It’s time that stops. The balance of this world has been precariously sitting upon a precipice for millennia. You yourself was charged with keeping the balance. And now because of you it is tipped. The world will be overrun with darkness soon and I cannot allow that to happen. You see if it gets any worse I will have to do to the world what I did to Sodom and Gomorra all those many millennia’s ago. Wipe it clean. Purge the world of evil and start again. As it is the world is far too corrupt to save. I give you the chance to save it. Relinquish your power, reinstate Lucifer upon the throne, and turn back to the life you lived so many years ago. Your son’s life depends on it.”
At the mention of Dominic Kiara’s anger flared with such violence that the flames leapt from her skin and a shockwave of power rippled through the whiteness of the place she was in, “You do not threaten my son, God. I see nothing wrong with this world as it is. I believe our council is done. I’ll think about what you have said. But I am pretty sure that your hold on humanity as well as the world is long gone.”
“Eve would be displeased with your course Kiara. She still watches.” It was a card God knew would have some effect on the Queen of Hell. It was no secret that Kiara thought of Eve as a mother. She practically had raised an already grown Kiara in the ways of humanity. She was the one who had entrusted its survival to the woman who was now destroying it.
A pang of guilt weaved its way into that dark heart but again was washed away, “Eve was a naïve woman.” With that Kiara showed just how powerful she was an erected a gate to her home right there in the whiteness that was created by God. With a malicious laugh she disappeared through the gate and never looked back.
Upon her arrival back into her realm of existence the wheels of change were already moving. She called upon Sameal and in an instant the Fallen was before her. His perfection almost sending a wave of longing through Kiara. It was no secret that since the end of her torrid love affair with Emile Chabot she had shared a bed with her right hand man. It was something born more of lust then anything. A woman and man had urges. And Kiara found hers flaring all too frequently lately. Her insatiable appetite for sex was notorious now among her people. What better way to get in good with the Queen? Or at least the demons and tangible souls thought. In truth Kiara only shared her bed with Sameal. For it was only he who could satisfy her thirst as of late.
The Fallen looked upon his enraged Mistress and lust flared between the two. In a matter of moments they were unclothed and bound in a violent dance of bodies. It was never a beautiful thing anymore for either person. It was more a primal act that both enjoyed immensely.
As the two laid there side by side a plan seemed to erupt from Kiara’s black thoughts. She sat up and told the story of what happened to Sameal. A sinister smile spread across his face as she spoke of what she would do next. “Strike the gate and let the war be brought to us? I believe that this is a very good idea, Mistress. Shall I send out messengers to each of the members of Tenebrasque? To prepare their own armies?”
Kiara smiled as she stood and stretched her sinewy body. Whatever tension she had when she returned was long gone, “Yes. That is a good idea. Inform them that the war is coming and they should be prepared for whatever it is that is coming. This will be no easy feat but we can do it. I shall go prepare for my assault. Gabriel shall fall tonight.”
Several Hours Later
Kiara watched the golden haired Angelic that guarded the gates of Heaven. He was so like his brother. Tall, golden skinned, muscled in all the right places, and of course quite the looker. A grin spread across her face as she wondered if anymore of him matched Sameal. Could his love making be just a violent? IT was no secret that the Angelic were not allowed to satisfy any of their primal needs. And it was obvious they had them because Kiara was the product of this. Her whole plan was based on this fact. But could she seduce a man who had never even endured the touch of a woman.
That wicked smile crept across her face once more as she stepped from her hiding place. Her barely clad body weaved itself into a seductive dance. The leather she wore enhanced each of her womanly attributes. Giving away her curves and showing off her sinewy form. Her eyes filled with the lust for conquest she was not surprised when Gabriel turned to her with a sneer, “Come to accept our God’s generous offer?”
“Actually my dear Gabriel. I came to seek your council. Perhaps you can help me work out my…thoughts?” The seductive grace of her body had entranced Gabriel long before even he had finished speaking. Allowing Kiara to come close and press herself close to him. She stayed that way for a long moment. Just weaving her spell with the promises in her eyes. It wasn’t long before she could feel his response to her proximity. Her hand softly brushed his skin and a smile crossed her face as she felt him tremble slightly beneath her touch. Her plan was working beautifully. In a matter of moments and for the second time that day she was wrapped in the arms of a man. But this time it was her expertise guiding his hands and his body.
When the act was done Kiara left the scene with some guilt. Not because of what she had done. But because her sole purpose in seducing Gabriel was to kill him. It was a shame to loose such a magnificent lover. The only evidence of her guilt was the perfectly shaped lips left upon Gabriel’s cooling forehead. It was the first sign that Kiara’s heart was changing once more.
A score of Angel’s and Demons stood facing each other. Desert sand’s blew all around them and beat against their skins. It was a stare down as each army waited for the order’s to attack. The Angel’s stoic perfection was vastly different from the rowdy Demons they faced.
Overlooking the armies assembled on the Sahara desert from High in the sky was Kiara and her second in command Sameal. They both measured the forces and dark laughter erupted from the perfectly colored lips of the Hellfire Queen, “Pass the news on to my colleagues. Send the messenger’s right away. Tell them that the war is about to start. I wait patiently for their arrival.”