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PEOPLE VS. OUR CREATOR "We create our gods, not the other way around." -- Unjust -Injustice for All-
"If my curse could be used for good, I needed that good to go to Sophie." -- Glow
"He just needed to believe it." -- Unjust -Injustice for All-
"Goodnight, Sophie. It’s been an absolute pleasure." -- Sophie & Collin, Part 1
"Lailen would have it no other way." -- Unjust -Injustice for All-
"The moonlight bounced off every crinkle in the fabric of my slip, illuminating his flabbergasted expression all the better." -- Sophie & Collin, Part 1
"His reflection watched me as I was him." -- Unjust -Injustice for All-
“Tell me, honestly, asshole. Do you think it’s right that my people are starving to death?” -- Glimmer
"Tears seared my temples because I couldn’t stand the way I loved him." -- Unjust -Injustice for All-
"Forever, if we like it. If it’s fun. I know it’s crazy. I know I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. I get how this must sound." -- Sophie & Collin, Part 2

 

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PostSubject: Twenty-Four   Twenty-Four I_icon_minitimeSat Jul 30, 2022 9:18 am

The warehouse was eerie, barks and howls illuminating the darkness like light never could. Miriam found my hand. I was grateful for the warmth in the desolate cold of the formerly abandoned building.

“What is this place?” Miriam whispered, her pounding pulse evident in her grip.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I wished they hadn’t. Cages lined the floor of the warehouse, stacked several high, filled with lycanthropes in their most primal form. There was so much panic that none of the wolves had any semblance of their human selves and I was grateful that Lily hadn’t come.

“I have no idea,” I whispered, more uneasy by the second. Their panicked cries echoed into a deafening cacophony and Miriam’s grip tightened on me. A light flicked on somewhere above us, partially obscured by a raised office atop a tall, metal staircase. We froze, but shadow still engulfed us. Someone was here, but above, in the office. Silhouettes of two people danced in the light, taller and exaggerated by the angles.

“We need to go,” Miriam quickly insisted and I wondered what our plan had been at all. “Collin, we need to go now.”

“I’m going to help you,” Jinn’s booming promise rang over the loudspeaker. Miriam grabbed my shoulder as the lights in the warehouse snapped on with the thud of the ignited fluorescents. We ducked behind a storage crate, ‘Leviathan’ stamped hastily along the sides. Had they mass produced the machines already?

When Jinn emerged from the office at the top of the stairs, there was another figure with her. Instead of the Stewart I expected, it was Lily. My stomach dropped as my old friend descended the echoing staircase with Jinn at her side. They were talking to one another, but much too far away to hear over the hum of the room. Miriam put her hand over my mouth and pulled me nearer her, obscuring my view of the two. I realized I was seething. Her eyes pleaded my silence.

At the bottom of the staircase, the voices stopped, and I inhaled, certain we had been spotted. Miriam closed her eyes, regulating her breathing to the softest of sounds. A fresh series of barks erupted as a cage creaked opened and before I could peek to see what was happening, Miriam’s grasp tugged me from my hiding space and toward the door. We moved swiftly and largely silently, but the commotion was louder than we could have been if we tried.

As we exited the warehouse, Miriam’s grip never loosened. “Come on,” she finally whispered. “Why are you stopping?”

I realized I had stopped. I was frozen, a few dozen yards from the warehouse on Lily’s street. My old friend, working with Jinn? I was tense, shaking with fury and disappointment. How could she turn on her own kind? Was it in exchange for her own life? How selfish could she be?

“Are we just going to walk away?” I managed, though unsure of what I wanted to do instead. What could we do with a warehouse full of captive beasts, too far gone in their panic to cooperate, even if we did have a plan?

“What can we do?” Miriam ached in response. “We need to get help, Collin. This is so much bigger than us.”

“Who’s going to help?” I was panting, despite standing still. Without Lily, without an archdemon, without the demonic community sympathetic to the lycanthropes, who else was there? My phone buzzed in my pocket and I looked down. “Charlotte?” I quickly answered, though I didn’t recognize the number. Who else could it be?

“Col,” she purred too friendly and the hairs on the back of my neck rose in the cold. “It’s time. Stew’s ready to meet you.”

“Just tell me where.”


My mind was thick and foggy as we made our way to the address Charlotte had given. I didn’t know what else to do. Miriam and I alone couldn’t right whatever wrongs were happening in that warehouse, and Lily? Every time I felt like I was beginning to get a handle on the situation, I came back to Lily, descending the stairs with Jinn like they were classic fucking buds. My heart wrenched.

Finally, we turned our last corner. The street was empty except for a looming apartment building, stretching up into the night sky that felt…alive. In the smoggy haze, I couldn’t tell if lights were on in the apartments above or if the building itself were breathing, possessed by something stronger than me, than Miriam, than the other mediocre demons in our precinct.

“I’m sorry,” Miriam whispered, seemingly swallowed by the building’s presence, but the silence amplified her softness. Her brevity made my heart race.

“For what?” Most of our walk had been in silence, yet with our destination growing closer, she was clearly growing anxious. Did she know this place?

Miriam swallowed, eyes averting mine even as mine bore into her, as if she hadn’t intended me to hear her and now she stood embarrassed.

“Miriam,” I stopped, grabbing her arm to force her stop with mine. “For what?”

When still she avoided me, my stomach sank. “What are we about to walk into?”

“I don’t know,” she pleaded as she argued her arm from my grasp. “A pit of vipers.”
The lonely, dark alley next to the apartment building called to me and I pulled Miriam into it. I pressed her against the grimy, brick wall, desperately searching her facade for answers. “Miriam,” I breathed, but she barely flinched.

“They’re going to rip us apart in there. You’re so suspicious of me, even now. The first ounce of bullshit from their lips and you’ll turn on me.” Mir’s eyes glinted and she moved only to brush the tears away before they fell. “We’re a team. You and me. You won’t remember that, but I promise you, I’m on your side. For all my love for Peggy and your love for Sophie, Collin, I am on your side. They will say anything to make you doubt that.”

I released her with the wrench in my gut that sweet Sophie’s memory left. How could she bring her up now? We moved from the alley as a unit, as if we were truly a team, as if I weren’t suspicious of her and as if she didn’t know more than she was willing to share with me.

As we drew closer still to the electric building, Miriam’s gentle touch soothed me as she cupped my elbow in her hand. “Collin,” she begged as her voice broke.

I turned to face her only to see all of the color drained from her. My beautiful, vibrant, glowing Miriam was gone, and instead the insecure girl of all that time ago replaced her, at least behind her eyes. She was faltering. I had never seen her so concerned.

Without knowing exactly what to do, I hugged her, drawing her in as closely and as tightly as I wished I could forever. “I love you,” I promised her, squeezing her against me. “We’re a team.”

“They’re going to hurt you,” she promised softly as she buried her sweet face into my collar. “They will know how to hurt you and they will. I am so sorry.”

“I’m not scared,” I insisted, almost incredulously. What did I have left to lose? I had already lost Sophie. They had nearly destroyed Miriam. Lily was gone, as was Charlotte. What else could they do? “Let’s go.”

I hugged Miriam a last time before closing the distance between us and the building’s entrance. Instead of buzzing, I found my phone again, redialing Charlotte, but before it could ring, the door opened, Charlotte hesitant but scripted.

“Welcome home,” she half-heartedly eased without acknowledging Miriam. She must have seen our embrace.

“Char,” Mir began from behind me and Charlotte’s demeanor immediately shifted in the doorway. “Can we talk?”

“Let’s not keep Stew waiting, hm?” Charlotte quickly dismissed, instead reaching to take my arm. Miriam stuck close to me as we ascended the staircase. Her anxious gaze was locked on Charlotte, who seemed to be stuck in a script. She wasn’t fawning over me or taking jabs at Miriam, she was just suddenly Stewart’s receptionist, leading us up this seemingly endless stairwell in a trembling, hazy building. Each step was like stepping further into a living beast, ready to consume us. I wasn’t sure if it was their power or my paranoia that made me more uncomfortable.

“Charlotte,” I finally coaxed, uncomfortable with her robotics. “Are you okay?”

She didn’t answer me until I stopped walking, raising my arm to block Miriam from continuing as well. Once there was a flight between us, Charlotte stopped, but instead of looking at us or turning back, she began sobbing. Immediately, Miriam left me, rushing to comfort her enemy.

“Char,” Miriam cooed as she wrapped her arms around Charlotte. Charlotte melted in her sobs to the floor and Miriam followed, her arms gentle but firm around her friend. “Charlotte, what are they doing to you? You don’t have to do this.”

I rushed to meet the women, suddenly uncomfortable with their distance from me. The building’s haze darkened, as if it were angry with our hesitance, and Charlotte’s sobs increased.

“We can just go,” Miriam lied as Charlotte relinquished to her arms. “We can go. It doesn’t have to be this way. You don’t have to do this.”

“I can’t,” Charlotte insisted through her tears and Miriam looked up to me, desperate.

“Charlotte,” I tried as I knelt next to them. “You can. Let’s just go.” I looked to Miriam for confirmation, though she was too focused on Charlotte to notice me now. “Come on,” I reached for her, and upon the meeting of my fingers to the skin of her arm, she shrieked and wrenched from me and Miriam. Suddenly we weren’t in the stairwell anymore, we were in the furnished room in which Lily and I had recently sat. The three of us were on the floor, though Charlotte had been torn from Miriam, instead entangled into Stew’s arms where he now knelt behind her.

“You’re something special,” Stewart purred as he stroked Charlotte’s cheek. “I could never have done this without you. You’ll finally have your son back.”

Charlotte’s sobs continued, but she was totally engrossed in this man. Though he spoke the same words as her swindler from so long ago, she seemed receptive, eager even for his lies to come to fruition.

“Charlotte,” Miriam broke the silence with desperation. “You know he’s lying. You know it isn’t true.”

Charlotte glanced at Miriam, eyes knowing. Stewart’s eyes angrily bore into Miriam but she was strong despite his intimidation.

“I know you want your son back, Char,” Miriam stepped coaxed as she inched closer, extending her hand to her former friend. “But you know he can’t give that to you.”

For a moment, it seemed as if there were clarity behind Charlotte’s eyes, realization even, but she frowned and her tears fell faster. “But what if he can?”

“He can’t,” Miriam pleaded but as Stewart tightened his hold on Charlotte, her eyes changed, now incensed as a fresh resentment gripped her.

“You’ve never wanted me to succeed. You don’t want me to have my son.”

“Char,” Miriam begged, a new desperation in her voice. “Please, it’s just him. He’s got you. He’s a charlatan and nothing more.”

I felt frozen, watching this exchange, watching Stewart concentrate as he held Charlotte, watching Miriam plea for her friend to endure, watching as Jinn slinked carefully into the room, behind Stewart, and watching still as her eyes flicked back and forth between the four of us, sizing up the conversation. Jinn smiled an unsettling smile before she crossed her arms behind her back, standing behind Stewart as a silent supporter.

Again, I was confused as to her role in all of this, but as the scene played out, it became clearer. Stewart was held back by her, forced to con rather than to take what he needed from Charlotte by force. He was careful, instilling distrust in my poor wife rather than forcing her to obey him. Was this why she was so different? Was he in her mind?

I reached for Miriam, suddenly desperate to have more distance between them, but she was slightly out of my reach, and as I moved forward to grab her, Charlotte’s eyes ignited in a rage I had never seen. Stewart’s grip around her slipped as she lunged for Miriam, but he quickly reclaimed her and I scrambled to my feet, dragging Miriam to hers next to me.

“My darling,” Stewart purred into the ear of my wife and she soothed against him. My stomach panged with uncertainty and jealousy, this woman so impossibly similar to the woman I’d married so long ago. “You have a purpose with us. Don’t let them discourage you. Every choice you make for us is a step closer to reuniting with your child. We just need you a little longer.”

Charlotte nodded, uncertain tears falling from her eyes. She stared at me, but her head rested against him, and as he held her, she was comforted. “What do you need?”

Jinn, in her intensely sultry way, appeared next to Charlotte. She extended a hand, resting her palm against Charlotte’s reddened cheek, and with her touch, color returned to my wife’s face. “My pet,” she purred, her words like daggers as they ricocheted from Charlotte to me. “We need you to take over as Archdemon.”

“Charlotte,” Miriam interrupted, following Jinn’s lead before I could. “They’re asking you to kill Collin. He’s next in line, not you.”

My wife’s eyes flicked from Jinn to Miriam to me and as they met mine, I stifled a breath. They were begging me for something but I wasn’t sure what. Finally, she spoke, her words confident and careful as she rose from Jinn and Stewart’s grasp, towards me.

“Will you help us?” She was suddenly calm, so unlike her demeanor just moments before, and in that, I felt the weight of all the suspicion I hadn’t bothered to feel toward Charlotte before. Her voice was that of my wife, I was certain, but little more.

“Help you?” I managed and Miriam’s body straightened as she grew uncomfortable with the exchange. It was always as if she were several steps ahead of me. She knew Charlotte’s question long before it was even asked.

“If you’ll help us,” she began again smoothly, her stride careful and unintimidating as she closed the gap between us. “There will be no need to depose you.” Her breath taunted my lips as her chest came to rest against mine. Her eyes made me nostalgic for a woman I could barely remember, for a life I couldn’t forget, and yet she was a stranger.

“What are you trying to do?” I managed, breathing slowly to keep my composure in this impossible situation. “I can’t agree to a plan I’m unaware of.”

“There’s power in numbers,” Jinn boomed, her voice unlike anything I had ever heard until that moment, until it settled into her intense, sultry waver. “Isn’t that right, Mirry?” she punctuated her question with a wink and Miriam immediately turned to me, eyes pleading as they met mine, despite Charlotte.

Though my wife’s eyes begged for my focus, I couldn’t, instead eyeing Miriam, disappointed but unsurprised that she held yet another secret from me. “What do you mean?” I growled to Jinn, eyes focused on Miriam.

“Collin,” Miriam started, desperate as she started toward me, hesitating only when she remembered Charlotte. “I don’t know. Please—”

“Oh stop,” Jinn interrupted, her voice again settled. “We can tell him. He has to make a choice now and I feel he should be all-informed.”

Stewart interjected over his puppeteer, “why the fuck do you think she needs you?”

My eye twitched, my suspicion at Miriam’s kindness from the beginning growing. She had always been so accommodating, so understanding, so undemanding. Was this always the plan?

“I don’t know—” Miriam attempted, but again was interrupted, this time by the woman pressed against me.

“Col, I had to step in when I did because she was getting too close.” Charlotte’s words felt so true as they dripped from her desperate lips. “I didn’t want her to use you for Leviathan.”

My eyes stole from my wife to eye up my seductress once more. “What?”

“You’re a smart man, Collin,” Jinn dismissed as she strode between all of them, a tape and a calendar in her hand. “I know words mean very little to you. Here, I’m happy to level with you about this.” Her other hand pulled Charlotte from me with ease, instead offering me the items.

As I accepted them, Miriam paled, but I could barely stand to look at her now. “What is this?”

“There’s a VCR behind you,” Jinn coaxed, leaving a breadth of space between us. I glanced over my shoulder, and indeed, an old security setup sat on a small desk in the corner behind me. “The calendar was our schedule. Well, Miriam and Henry’s schedule. Honesty, we wanted a quicker timeline but Mirry assured us we needed to take a slower approach to bring you around.”

“Col…” Miriam tried, but she looked overwhelmed, as if she could vomit at any second. She had been outplayed and I was about to learn it all.

I flipped open the calendar, but couldn’t focus my thoughts enough to read the notations at first. Then, our first harvest together, marked on the calendar. Miriam’s start date, marked. The date Henry’s machine ‘malfunctioned,’ marked. The nights I spent with her, Henry’s death, and even today, ‘Collin’s welcome,’ all marked in the same script as Miriam’s letter to me and the captions on her pictures with Peggy. I tried to look at her but could barely see her through my rage. “What the fuck is this?”

“What is it?” she whispered.

Stew groaned. “This is stupid. Just watch the tape. You’re not going to get any truth out of a succubus. I don’t know who ever told you otherwise.”

I put the tape in, heavy with the encumberment of the others in the room. It was a tape from Henry’s security set, of his office, but Henry wasn’t there. Instead, Miriam walked into frame. It was undoubtedly Miriam, with her favorite Peggy heels and her first-day blouse, looking as stunning as she always did. She nonchalantly headed for Henry’s machine and…with her back to the camera, she manipulated the machine. It was impossible to see what she had done, but clear that something had happened. Once she left the frame, I fast forwarded the tape until…sure enough, there Henry and I were, he taking his cut, the machine malfunctioning, and Henry none the wiser. Miriam had been in on it all along.

I put the calendar down on the desk before turning to look at her. “Are you fucking kidding?”

Miriam looked pathetic where she stood, colorless and desperate. “I wouldn’t do that to you,” is all she could think of and my heart broke. She wouldn’t tell me the truth even when confronted with it on film.

“He knows now, you can drop the act,” Stew complained again, and this time Jinn seemed to tense with his mocking.

“It’s more complicated than that for them, you idiot. This is why they can achieve what you never will.” Jinn flicked her wrist and Stew left the room with a grumble, leaving me with the three women. In a blink, we were in another world, in an infinitesimally large, cavernous room, seated at a large, stone table with benches on all sides. Each of us sat at a bench on our own, no one sitting next to anyone else. Instead, we connected with our arms outstretched across the table, all our hands linked, with Jinn the clear helm to our circle.

“I want to show you what we can do,” Jinn offered me, and I felt the vibrations of her power even through Miriam and Charlotte’s hands. Were they here? Their bodies were, but the room felt cold, and it seemed as if only Jinn and I were truly present. Was this real, or was she in my mind?

“I have questions,” I said meekly, then cleared my throat as I collected myself. Miriam’s hand was cold in mine and Charlotte’s felt apparitional. “I want answers first.”

Jinn smirked, though she seemed more interested than antagonistic. “Go on.”

“What are you?”

“You know what I am,” she teased, and with a wink, sent an electric pulse through me. I felt the searing heat and piercing loudness of Hell in my soul. It was true. She was demon spawn. “Frankly, I’m a little disappointed it’s taken us so long to sit down for this discussion. I’ve admired your work for a long time.”

“Why me?” I found next, the words as sharp on my lips as they were selfish. It just all seemed so ridiculous. Why would a demon spawn need me for a coup? Why Charlotte? Why Miriam?

“Ah, I suppose you wouldn’t recognize me,” Jinn closed her eyes and suddenly I was transported through time.
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PostSubject: Re: Twenty-Four   Twenty-Four I_icon_minitimeWed Aug 03, 2022 7:30 pm

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barks and howls illuminating the darkness like light never could.

Well, that’s just fucking beautiful right there. But also, tragic af. All these lycans trapped as fuck in there and here they come, guns blazing but no guns. I love that for them.

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Their panicked cries echoed into a deafening cacophony

This really just sets off how not just tragic, but eerie as fuck this is. You know something? Col and Mir are brave af going here like Inspector Gadgets or some shit. I mean they really are.

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Silhouettes of two people danced in the light, taller and exaggerated by the angles.

<3 One of those details easy to look over because it describes something that is just so inherent for us to picture in our minds. But here, though it is beautiful that you called it out, it reminds me of something from like an Alfred Hitchcock film or something. Not that I’ve seen any of those because I have literally never seen Psycho. Film Major who?

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Miriam quickly insisted and I wondered what our plan had been at all. 

Now you’re with me, Col. I’ve been wondering this all along.

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the lights in the warehouse snapped on with the thud of the ignited fluorescents.

Another of those details, but I can literally here the vibration of this! <3 that for me.

Also, I hope they have mass produced the machines (not really) or how else are they going to harvest all that glow from those poor lycans in a reasonable amount of time, Col?

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there was another figure with her. Instead of the Stewart I expected, it was Lily. My stomach dropped as my old friend descended the echoing staircase with Jinn at her side.

You know what? Do you know what? I’m going to try and hold it together right now and be all, you got me, because you really did. You set me up with that detail about the shadows, calling my mind back to him reiterating how Stewart was taller when he was under Jinn, bu then you go and do this? You go and do THIS?! THIS?! THISSSSSSSSSS?! Gf, . . . . *puts hands together* Gf, just . . . . how could you? I loved her! And that’s what I fucking get right there. Backstabbed. Betrayed. Heartbroken. All of that. This better be a fucking trap. This better be Lily letting this bitch get the best of her and she just believes everything this bitch is doing is actually for good, but come the fuck on, how could you be so fucking dumb, Lil? You stupid bitch. I trusted you. MIR trusted you. And now this?!

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON?! THIS STUPID FUCKING BITCH! OMFG I WILL KILL HER! CHARLOTTE WAS JUST IN CALLING YOU A DOG! YOU FUCKING DOG!

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Her eyes pleaded my silence.

Atta’ girl, Mir. Keep him together, but also, love this.

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Miriam closed her eyes, regulating her breathing to the softest of sounds.

She’s ah-mazing. I know you haven’t gotten the paper reviews back yet, but I say that like a trillion times.

[quote]How could she turn on her own kind? Was it in exchange for her own life? How selfish could she be?/quote]

He has EVERY right to be asking these questions considering he was once the KING of SELFISHNESS, but Mir came and she’s making him better, but FUCK? What the hell is Lil doing. I’m so disappointed in her. No wonder he’s frozen on the sidewalk. I just have to add in here, you write scenes so realistically. Like Mir turns and asks why he’s stopped, and it’s just so REAL. Like, she’s like, let’s fucking go, and he’s all froze, as he should be!

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“Are we just going to walk away?” I managed, though unsure of what I wanted to do instead. What could we do with a warehouse full of captive beasts, too far gone in their panic to cooperate, even if we did have a plan?

I can’t even begin to explain how perfectly desperate this came off in my head. Just so fucking perfect. I love that he keeps voicing exactly what I want him too, and I know that’s his job as the narrator, but still, that vindication as the reader is just so fulfilling. Especially when it’s done in the genius way of being delivered as literal dialogue. I just love that. It’s almost like breaking the fourth wall, but not. It’s perfect. <3

----OF COURSE FUCKING STEWART WANTS TO MEET NOW! THIS BITCH!

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I came back to Lily, descending the stairs with Jinn like they were classic fucking buds. My heart wrenched.

THANKS FOR REMINDING ME COL! BUT I REALLY DIDN’T WANT TO FUCKING THINK ABOUT IT AGAIN! FUCK!

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The street was empty except for a looming apartment building, stretching up into the night sky that felt…alive. In the smoggy haze, I couldn’t tell if lights were on in the apartments above or if the building itself were breathing, possessed by something stronger than me, than Miriam, than the other mediocre demons in our precinct.

Can’t begin to describe how awesome this is, so I won’t, but you should know that it is glorious and I envy it. In fact, I envy this entire story though I love it so. It’s being one, coherent piece of story-telling is simply amazing to me. I said it on the printed version that the plot falls together so beautifully and it does. Just, please, never let someone tell you that you’re not a good writer because this fucking paragraph…..just gawl.

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“I don’t know,” she pleaded as she argued her arm from my grasp

You’re making me nervous af right now, but had to stop and point out how beautiful this line is. Mir, quit being secretive. Just quit!

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We moved from the alley as a unit, as if we were truly a team, as if I weren’t suspicious of her and as if she didn’t know more than she was willing to share with me.

I would say I don’t blame him for feeling sus, but come on, Col! Are you really going to be sus of her right now when she literally just told you with the mention of SOPHIE and PEGGY that she is on your side!? I swear to god he is such a bitch sometimes, and though I love him, I really just want to bang his head against the brick wall in that alley. JEEEEZ!

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My beautiful, vibrant, glowing Miriam was gone, and instead the insecure girl of all that time ago replaced her, at least behind her eyes. 

I love how this reminds us that she isn’t this bombshell that she’s transformed herself into. It’s a subtle reminder, but it’s there, and it’s timed so perfectly. I mean, we don’t know what’s coming, or what’s going to go down after, but something tells there’s going to be a moment where she is going to fear him loving the REAL her. Lowkey though, I’m scared af right now.
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“I’m not scared,” I insisted, almost incredulously. What did I have left to lose? I had already lost Sophie. They had nearly destroyed Miriam. Lily was gone, as was Charlotte. What else could they do? 

UHMMMMMMM? WUT?!!!! YOU SHOULD FUCKING BE, COL! What the fuck is he saying right now?! What if they axe Mir from your life, Col? What if they take her away? There are so many things you should be scared of yet you say this with all the pride that only a stupid man could conjure in this moment, albeit likely beneficial in a lot of ways, don’t be FOOLISH! You better hold on to my girl Mir real tight, cause if you let her go, I’m gonna kill you dead af!

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“Welcome home,”

So this is Hell, huh? Even if it’s not, it is if you’re there, Char.

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Her anxious gaze was locked on Charlotte, who seemed to be stuck in a script.

That’s beautiful <3 . . . . . but fuck no you can’t talk, Mir? This isn’t the time for that, okay?!

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The building’s haze darkened, as if it were angry with our hesitance, and Charlotte’s sobs increased.

This is really fucking creeped the fuck out, and Char’s just sobbing in the stairwell with Mir all trying to comfort her and it seems like Col is the only one who realizes that they are in a VERY STRANGE PLACE!

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Suddenly we weren’t in the stairwell anymore, we were in the furnished room in which Lily and I had recently sat. The three of us were on the floor, though Charlotte had been torn from Miriam, instead entangled into Stew’s arms where he now knelt behind her.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW?! LIKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? SEE! COL KNEW IT WAS A MIRAGE! A FUCKING MIRAGE! But also, the idea of Stewart not being an imp but instead this TALL demon is really making me raise the eyebrows over here. I see you, Stew. <3 “I’m feeling a little woozy here!”

----knew it, knew he was making her do this with the promise of the son that she is DEFINETLY NOT GETTING BACK! DUMB BITCH!

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For a moment, it seemed as if there were clarity behind Charlotte’s eyes, realization even, but she frowned and her tears fell faster. “But what if he can?”

UGH! Why did you write this this way?! You literally have me over here frowning for her and I just don’t want to do that! I don’t want to feel sorry for her! BUT I DO AND DAMN YOU FOR THAT! AND DAMN MIR FOR HELPING MAKE ME FEEL THAT WAY WITH HER KINDESS TRYING TO HELP CHAR! She is just a fucking angel. What is her deal? I mean, really? What is her deal being so fucking sweet to all these people? She is perfect <3

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Jinn smiled an unsettling smile before she crossed her arms behind her back, standing behind Stewart as a silent supporter.

Why is she so fucking cool right now? Why? Slinking into the fucking room like this? I actually think it’s super slick and super cool. Like supervillian is here, hello everyone! But in a cool, reserved way. Love that for her <3

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Jinn, in her intensely sultry way, appeared next to Charlotte. She extended a hand, resting her palm against Charlotte’s reddened cheek, and with her touch, color returned to my wife’s face. “My pet,” she purred, her words like daggers as they ricocheted from Charlotte to me. “We need you to take over as Archdemon.”

Ugh, she’s so cool that I don’t want want to go against her. INTENSELY SULTRY WAY! LOVE THAT FOR HER AND ME! But also, she can’t, that’s Col’s position.

---OH shit! No, Jinn. You’re cool and all, but she is not killing Collin. There’s no way. That’s not happening, even though I can see how Charlotte would love to do so to get her kid back. See, Col, she got us. It was never about you, it was always about getting the child back. DUH!

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Miriam’s body straightened as she grew uncomfortable with the exchange. It was always as if she were several steps ahead of me. She knew Charlotte’s question long before it was even asked.

I just fucking adore how he alludes to this so many fucking times, that Mir is always steps ahead of him, and here we see it play out so beautifully at the perfect time. We knew that, too, but you called our attention to it, and that’s just beautiful and perfect and I love it! I love Mir <3

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Her eyes made me nostalgic for a woman I could barely remember, for a life I couldn’t forget, and yet she was a stranger.

The contradictions in this are brilliant. For a woman he could BARELY remember, for a life he COULDN’T forget . . . she’s a stranger. That’s brilliant af writing right there.

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My eye twitched, my suspicion at Miriam’s kindness from the beginning growing. She had always been so accommodating, so understanding, so undemanding. Was this always the plan?

HERE THE FUCKING FUCK HE GOES BEING DISTRUSTFUL AGAIN! HE IS MAKING ME SO FUCKING MAD RIGHT NOW! LIKE WHY?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS COL?! YOU KNOW SHE IS THE ONLY ONE YOU CAN TRUST AND YOU HAVE HAD THIS FUCKING TALK LIKE THREE TIMES NOW AND YOU’RE STILL GOING TO GET ALL HUFFY AND NOT TRUST HER AT THE VERY FIRST RUSE THEY TRY TO PULL ON YOU! . . . .you disappoint me, Col . . . . and you’ve pissed me off.

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Charlotte’s words felt so true as they dripped from her desperate lips
Beautiful <3 but also, WUT? Use him for Leviathan? No the fuck she wasn’t going to. Not my Mir.

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“I know words mean very little to you. Here, I’m happy to level with you about this.”

Can’t get over the way she said this. She’s still super cool even if she is a super evil conniving bitch <3

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Stew groaned. “This is stupid. Just watch the tape. You’re not going to get any truth out of a succubus. I don’t know who ever told you otherwise.”

Literally LOLED at this line. But shut the fuck up Stew.

Also, I feel super betrayed though I am choosing not to believe it. That’s only because Col is so enraged, and it really hit home when he said “What the fuck is this.” Love that. That was great timing.

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Miriam had been in on it all along.

Give me a sec here, Col. Come on, you can’t believe this. It has to be one of them glow-masquerading as her. It just fucking has to be. There is no way, but I do love how this plot CONTINUES to fall so beautifully into place! OMFG!

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“I wouldn’t do that to you,” is all she could think of and my heart broke. She wouldn’t tell me the truth even when confronted with it on film.

BECAUSE SHE DIDN’T YOU STUPID PIECE OF CRAP! GAWL! WHY DON’T YOU LISTEN?! SHE TOLD YOU THIS OUTSIDE THE BUILDING YOU IDIOT! You’re making me so mad right now, Col.

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“You know what I am,” she teased, and with a wink, sent an electric pulse through me. I felt the searing heat and piercing loudness of Hell in my soul. It was true. She was demon spawn.

I have no words for how INSANELY INTENSE this is. OMFG! Mir and Char being cold and “apparitional” that is unsettling all in its own, then she goes and does this? Are you serious right now? Look at where this fucking story has come? It’s so insane and creepy and perfect! I love it so much <3 Right down my fucking alley we are running! And yes! It’s the same alley that Mir was all like, “We’re a team, Col,” and now he’s choosing not to believe her.

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“Ah, I suppose you wouldn’t recognize me,” Jinn closed her eyes and suddenly I was transported through time.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING THE FUCK ON HERE AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME!?

That’s one of the greatest endings to a chapter that I’ve personally ever read. Like, for real, who the fuck is she? She’s great, and I think she’s super cool, but who the fuck is she?! Like, what a fucking cliffhanger! Are you serious right now? Are you fucking serious? How did this story go from, oh it’s nothing big we’re just getting Glow from each other and having ramen and drinking black velvet here and there with an ominous undertone TO THIS FUCKING SHIT RIGHT HERE!? I am so impressed and so hooked. I just, just WOW! Can’t believe I had this in my fucking hands this whole time and I was too stupid to even know it. I’m a piece of crap, but this story is literally ah-mazing and I am dying right fucking now! I have to read on! Gotta’ go make supper, then hopefully I get to read on! GODDAMN!

I love you so fucking much! Please never stop writing for me. You are just the fucking best. You know just what I love and how to throw me off the tallest buildings in the fucking universe. I love you so much for it.

Love, Bf
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