1. Tribute to God. Prologue
  2. Tribute to God. Harvest
  3. Tribute to God. Court
  4. Tribute to God. Everyday wicked

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splashes of red stone. Hundreds of such eyes looked at Michael, and in their eyes anger and triumph were read.

Soon they came to a round room, Gabriel could find out in this room the pre-meeting room. Maoroas, pushed him against the wall, the wall became liquid and letting Michael inside hardened again.

Wait here, I will inform the Lord about your arrival.

It was not long to wait. And then a man entered the hall, dressed in an ancient costume (Approximately the beginning of XVII) and he kept Laura. Maoroas, upon seeing this man, fell to his knees like he was knocked down.

- Sir, Beelzebub, face of darkness, I will serve you for eternity - Maoroas, now seemed so miserable that Michael was even afraid of this "Man"

- Maoroas, you miserable carrion, did you again run to the succubus? I look at your catch, but mine is better, perhaps such a bad-looking Mademoiselle will be my toy.

- You scum, if you touch her with your finger, then I ...

Michael could not continue, his throat was torn to shreds.

Beelzebub took out a handkerchief and began to wipe his hand.

- So many dirty words, and you, after all, have no idea who I am, do you?

Michael fell, blood spurted from his throat, the last thing he saw were Laura's tears.

Argch - Michael wheezed, why, he was alive, they do not live with such wounds, even the medicine of the new time was powerless.

Focusing look Michael saw it.

A tall man, with a beautiful, soulful face, through his skin looked through the veins, along which melted gold seemed to flow. (Porn story) The body was thin, but prominent. Eight snow-white wings grew out of the Stranger's shoulder blades. With the exception of the wings, it was an ordinary person, the member was also in place, large and twined with golden veins.

Once Michael went to church and even fervently believed, but then he lost this feeling. This creature could only be a messenger of God. And here the views of Michael and the angel intersected. It lasted less than a second, but Michael understood who it was.

- I see Beelzebub you have an interesting catch - asked a stranger

“My Messire, these two were able to penetrate the Abyss, and you know what that means.”

Laura’s voice broke the silence.

- This is ... you ... have arranged everything, ... the plague of your hands? - voice Laura trembled.

Lucifer fixed his eyes on her and Laura fell

- Let's just say, one idiot wished an end to racism and hunger, and I performed ...

Michael tried to hit him, but could not even raise his hand.

Lucifer flew closer to Laura.

- What a nice girl, I think I will take you for my comfort, to have flesh so uncomfortable - Lucifer was annoyed.

Beelzebub, who stood quietly before, spread out and a Naked man appeared instead, his face was filled with vice and debauchery, black wings folded in a cloak, covering his naked body, something black flowed through his veins.

“She’s mine, I’ll take her,” Beelzebub’s voice thundered like the trumpets of war, not resembling the slight accent of his former appearance.

- To remind you who, me. I am the Lord of Hell, the prince of princes, the king of kings. You swore allegiance to me when we stormed the throne of God, you kidnapped one of the "Gifts of God." - these words thrown into Beelzebub had their effect.

“I will still demand my own, but leave these mortals to you.”

With these words he disappeared.

While these two demons were talking, Michael crawled up to Laura and took her hand.

Everything will be fine, my love, we will get out of here. - Michael whispered.

Laura just sobbed, Michael mentally began to pray. Please God help me, save Laura. Amen.

- Do not get out, I will not allow. I'll take it right here and ...

- What is your name man, asked Lucifer Michael.

- Michael

Devilish laughter filled the room.

- Yes, my father clearly has a sense of humor, so Michael, Do you know that in this girl a new life is emerging? And I guess I'll take it right here.

- Stop, let's make a deal!

- A deal? This is already interesting! What do you want? And what can you give me?

“You let Messire let her go (Mikhail was ready to grovel if only Laura and his child were not injured), and I will serve you for ages.”

“You think I need your soul so much?” By the way, it's time to fulfill another wish. Lucifer made a hand gesture and Mikhail felt something burning on his skin (Gabriel's coat of arms).

- Now the descendants of Gabriel Really special status. Do you say the price is your soul?

“Yes, but you will let her go and you will never chase her, you will forget about her and not a single demon will ever touch her and her children.”

- Goes to your knees.

Michael fell to his knees, he saw Laura looking at him, and lowered his eyes, so as not to see this, his heart was breaking from pain.

- Swear to serve me! Said the lucifer.

The words of the oath themselves erupted in Michael's head:
I swear by my soul, by my honor, by my kind, to serve you, my sovereign. I swear to never betray you, I swear never to know pleasures without your permission. I swear and swear allegiance to Lucifer, in the face of the Most High, whom I reject

“The right choice, a blade appeared in Lucifer’s hand, his blade blazed with black and scarlet flame. Lucifer laid the blade on Michael’s shoulder.

“I take your oath and swear that I will save Laura’s life and health, the health of her children and never claim her soul or the souls of her children, Father knows me.” In return, I grant you the power of Hell, you will be my war and knight.

The flames from the sword spread to Michael, his flesh burned and turned, Michael screamed in pain. Leathery wings broke through his shoulder blades, at that moment Michael was dying and a demon was born.

While this was happening, Lucifer approached Laura, carefully stroked his cheek, forget what your beloved is turning into. But remember the rest, you will tell at your headquarters, everything you saw ... They will believe you. And Laura disappeared in one instant being in the headquarters.

Michael was writhing in pain ... the rebirth of the soul is always not pleasant.

Love is beautiful, even when you sacrifice everything for your love. Remember your love, keep it, and do not allow it to routine.

Already dedicated to V.L.

4 comments
  • Romka (a guest)
    February 21, 2014 18:40

    Already better, now there is romance, intrigue has appeared. Write in general.

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  • Aelita (a guest)
    February 22, 2014 6:54

    Everything would be very good if it were not for a bunch of grammatical errors that badly spoil the impression from the story.

    it spread a pool of blood))))))))))))))))))))))))))).

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  • March 5, 2014 0:32

    Sorry, wrote in a notebook from a tablet.

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  • December 3, 2016 7:28

    Why not get rid of any text editor and fix errors? all impressed

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