“When she kept asking me to hurt her more and beat her to death with my penis?” Logan laughed. “How could I forget?”“That’s the real Ira,” Beth explained, “or at least, that was half of her.”“Wait until you meet her dominant half.” Kelda grimaced. “She’s… fun.”“If you consider getting tied upside down by your ankles and then having your balls and neck both strangled until they turn blue ‘fun,’” Abina continued. “And that’s only one of the things she’s told us about.”“Jakey,” Rafe’s voice was dead serious, “if this elves does end up joining the group, please promise me you’re not gonna get involved in that auto-erotic asphyxiation stuff. I’ve already lost too many friends that way.”“Like who?” Logan asked as he frowned at him. “I know everyone that you know, and no--”“Uhhh, David Carradine?” Rafe huffed. “The Kung Fu master?”“But you didn’t actually kno--” “And Vaughn Bodē? Don’t forget about the Cheech Wizard dude. Beer, babes, and a good time, but now
“Even the room service at this place is fit for a king,” Rafe belched proudly from the sleek gray couch in the living room. “President, you mean,” Abina groggily corrected. “Right, Logan?” All I could manage was a muffled “mhmmm” through a final mouthful of fluffy, syrup-drenched pancakes. “Ha!” The curvy woman giggled. “I’m getting good at understanding your Earth Realm’s hierarchy. Maybe someday I could run for Congress.” “You’d probably fit right in on Capitol Hill,” Rafe moaned. “I swear half of our elected officials are demons, anyway.” “I’d vote for you, Abina,” Logan said earnestly as he wiped the sticky maple syrup off of his face.After the long night they had yesterday, the very first thing Logan did this morning was to order room service for breakfast. He didn’t go all-out as he normally did, but there were still mountains of doughy pancakes, plump smoky sausages, crispy and smoky bacon, and an entire box of Grape Nuts. It wasn’t much for five people, but i
"Then why didn't Azar send Gula or Tris or, uh, Envy?" Logan inquired of the redhead."Because they're even worse!" Beth chuckled."Sister Tris disappeared the last time she was sent to Earth unsupervised," Abina said as she joined the conversation. "It took Earl weeks to find her. It turns out that she got sidetracked before she could even do her elves duties, and she went off to explore Earth Realm on her own. Tris was punished severely when she was finally caught.""What about the other two?" Rafe now sat upright."Well, Sister Gula is beautiful and one of the most-requested elves from our harem," Beth explained, "but she and Tris have a very special relationship.""Ahhhh..." Rafe made two circles with his hands and started pounding them together. "I gotcha." "You joke, but you're more or less correct." The madame chuckled at that. "Anyway, Gula is very easily swayed by the influence of Tris. As you can imagine, she didn't take to Tris' punishment too kindly. I know th
"Well, there's an easy way to fix that," Logan supplied with a chuckle. "We're already in Washington. Why don't we just go to the Secretary of Education and tell them that we need to goblinlement this important piece of history into the national curriculum?" "That's a brilliant idea," Rafe agreed. "We can even bring in the elves as eyewitnesses," Logan continued the joke, unbeknownst to Rafe. "Of course," the goblin continued. "Seeing is believing, after all." "Of course," Logan nodded sarcastically. "We'll roll up to the Secretary of Education's office, tell them that their entire view of history is wrong, and say that they need to start telling students about demons riding dinosaurs. And if they don't believe us, we'll say we have three millennia-old demons that can vouch for us." "Sounds like a plan," Rafe confirmed. "Now, how do we get to the Department of Education?" "Rafe..." Logan sighed. "That was sarcasm.""Was it really though?" he asked hope
Logan summoned red fire into his hands and prepared to go super-demon.“No, Logan,” Beth implored. “We need to save as many people as we can and get out of here. We can’t be seen using our powers out here. We’d make the national news and become public enemy number one.”“She literally just used her Magicfire to--”“Mortals can’t see the green fire, remember?” the redhead begged. “Right now, they think it’s a freak accident. Don’t turn this into a terrorist attack.”Ira was now standing across the way, behind one of the remaining pillars. She stamped her foot at the madame’s words and pouted.“You just have to go and ruin everything, don’t you?” she hissed at Beth and then teleported herself away with a flash of green.The top of the Lincoln Memorial continued to crumble underneath its own weight, and they only had seconds before the whole place was going to come down on their heads and kill hundreds of innocent people.Logan closed his eyes and thought about what Ira had just done.
Logan and the girls sat around the pristine oak table in the dining room as they deliberated their next move. They’d been back at the hotel for a few hours now, but they were still drained from the fight with Wrath. Kelda and Beth were back to their normal perky selves, but Abina looked just as exhausted as Logan felt. Logan heard Rafe groan from the living area of their suite, "Do we really need to call up that goody-two-shoes? We can totally handle Ira and that politician dude on our own." "Probably," Logan agreed, "but what harm does it do to have a little bit of backup? Especially when that backup is a super-powerful Archangel from Heaven who knows more about this stuff than we ever could?" "He’s laaaaammmmeeee," the goblin pleaded. "I can already tell you how this conversation is gonna go down. He’s gonna show up here all glowy, and then he’s gonna start scolding us for not calling him sooner. Probably say how he knew about everything from the beginning and how he
"What Logan does with his own phone is his business ," Logan winked at the fit elves."I can safely say that I've never used your phone for sinful reasons," a soft-yet-booming voice came from behind. "It's things like this that make me thankful I have not given in to modern technology."The five of them whipped around and saw Ralph standing in the doorway. Beside him stood another tall man with long, blond locks that were tied back into an intricate hairstyle behind his head. Across his broad shoulders was a bright red cloak that hung down to his knees and clasped at the neck with a golden square. Beneath it all, he wore a basic, pristine white robe and gladiator sandals."Ralph."Kelda nodded hesitantly."HelloKelda," Ralph returned and then extended the greeting around the room. "Beth. Abina. Logan." "And me!" Rofe jumped up and down to draw the Archangel's attention. "Don't forget your favorite goblin!"Ralph looked down his nose at Rofe. "You are the only goblin I
"Now," Logan implored, "tell them what you all know."He spent the next few minutes telling Raphel and Uriel all about their recent adventures with the hellhound, Sister Ira, and the ugly demon. He also informed them about the incident at the Lincoln Memorial and Forneus’ use of mind control in Congress. Both of the angels nodded curiously as Logan caught them up to speed."Are you sure it's Forneus?" Uriel sounded skeptical. "Marvin Franklin, his alter ego, hasn't been seen since the mid-nineties.""It's a dude named Marvin Franklin," Logan explained, "who's claiming to be married to one of Azar's elves and is using his influence in Congress to help the Seventy-Two Servants bring back one of their masters. Who else could it be?""It's just curious, that's all." Uriel shrugged. "I want to be prepared for whatever we're getting into.""What's there to prepare for, Urinal?" Rafe asked. "We just go to this portal, kick Forneus' ass before he can do anything, and the world is saved