18th August 2013
06:53 GMT -5
Mazikeen and I stand atop an orange platform, watching as Angelika-
Wooosh!
-takes out her disquiet on the inoffensive structure.
"Is there something I'm missing about that house?
"
"I only have Hell to compare it to."
"Yes, but you hung around Lucifer before he quit. I assumed that you were a little better travelled than most of the loyal opposition.
"
She turns her head towards me with exaggerated slowness. "What transpired here?"
"I
think it was the base of operations of an evil wizard or spirit named Zachary Zor. It's possible that the sheeda were also using it for something.
"
"And what did either part
do?"
"The sheeda
may have been breeding spine riders in the swamp… Though that could have been Queen Gloriana Tenebrae's faction, Melmoth's faction, or just some sheeda who were left over from the last Harvest. Or maybe Zor had them as pets.
" Hm.
"Yes, actually, they got out
after Sargon fought him, so that's more plausible. According to Sargon's report, Zor was just doing evil for the fun of it. Which makes no sense to me, but…
"
I shrug, and she nods as another plume of golden fire consumes another portion of the building.
"Is she doing something
other than burning it?
"
She focuses on Angelica's work. "Heaven's fire is intended to erase things from creation which should not
be. She looks to be burning an error out of reality."
"Well, as long as she's happy. Uh, look, obviously I didn't mean to cut your last visit short-.
"
"You shoved me though a portal with no warning."
"We got hit by the Anti-Life. I don't exactly know what would have happened if you'd been hit, but I doubt that it would have been anything good. You…
Weren't affected, were you? If you were, we have a fix-
"
"No.
"-but-.
" I nod, exhaling.
"Good.
"
"You have a cure for Anti-Life?"
"Get one of each of the seven colours of power ring together, combine their outputs and blast the transmission network.
"
She half-smiles. "Life trumps Anti-Life."
"Yep.
"
"But how did you
know that?"
"Perhaps I'm more optimistic than I let on.
"
She snorts. "I doubt it."
"Or I heard about how Morpheus got his goggles back from… Whatshisface. That demon.
"
"
Choronzon."
"That's the fellow.
"
"Then it seems that your report was
misleading. Dream's final form in that contest was
hope."
"Mm. Well, we tried that, and it could push it back a little for a few minutes, but that was
it. Hope without an underlying basis is just a delusion. Um. Look, I've been wondering how to bring it up, and… You can tell me-.
"
"Is this about my face?"
"I like seeing people reach their full potential. I don't like seeing people who matter to me
damaged.
"
"Ah?" She reaches up and removes her half-mask, revealing the flayed flesh and empty eye socket beneath. Strangely, there's no visible bone, even around the eye orbit. "Whah's 'ang?"
"What do you mean 'what's wrong'? Your face looks like it's been flayed, your struggle to speak comprehensibly with only one cheek, and it looks like it's painful. I want to help.
"
"'ow?"
"You're the Ophidian's daughter, so just feed you more orange light until you're… Complete, I guess. If I can't do it, I can just take you to the Orange Central Power Battery and have
her do it.
"
"The Ophidian ikn't-."
I hold up my left hand, letting the orange light pool… And we
both watch as orange mist rises, billowing through the air and flowing into the damaged part of her face. The results is a… Construct, mirroring the right side of her face.
"No?
"
"The Ophidian's
magic was used. I didn't emerge from one of her
eggs."
I give her a flat look.
"Yes, I worked
that out. But as far as beings in her weight class go, I think that counts.
"
She looks mildly disgruntled, putting the half-mask back on as the construct fades. "I'm not used to people approaching me directly and…
Earnestly. When we first met I assumed that you were another magician attempting to advance himself."
"When in fact I can't even use magic. Is there something that I can do to convince you of my authenticity?
"
"I would believe you if Lucifer vouched for you."
"Well, if I see him…
"
One eyebrow frowns. "Have you met him?"
"No. He's just about the only individual from the monotheistic mythos I haven't met. Not unless he's decided to stick a yellow balloon with a smiley face on where his head used to be.
"
"I doubt it. Lucifer was always a strong proponent of human moral freedom. Boss Smiley is the
opposite."
"Then what the heck
is he? He's too powerful for a newly created god, the whole… Concept of political machination doesn't lend itself to such overt power, and our society's only become powerful enough for that sort of thing
relatively recently so he can't be an elemental. Is he a demon?
"
"No."
"Lilim?
"
"My other mother birthed many strange creatures, but not so far as I remember."
"Then-.
"
CMPF!
The house folds in on itself, giving me a brief view of a surprised Angelica before our surroundings warp and I'm drawn-