Vengeance Owned:Gabriel and Milo

:::::::::::::::A/N: On Reven's age. Reven is several centuries old, like all the mythological creatures in my story. He is still Lilith's baby boy though and he acts the brat despite his true age. Her youngest child, doted on and spoiled rotten to the core.:::


Milo Andros cursed and snarled as he finally ceded defeat and allowed himself to slip back into his human form. Still sitting on the nearby ground watching him guardedly, Gabriel looked equally as thrilled about being shackled to him as he himself was about being bound to the red haired angel.

Gabriel slowly got to his feet and dusted off the white suit he was wearing. It was filthy from all the rolling on the dirt he had been doing, so the angel closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them again he was dressed much like Milo himself was in blue jeans, the only exception being that he chose a white t-shirt instead of a black one.

Milo snickered as he noticed that Gabriel was still wearing the gold sandals that all the seraphim seemed to favor. “You look like a hippy with that long red hair and those sandals.”

“Yeah?” Gabriel scowled at him. “Well.... you look like a dumb ass who doesn’t know when to keep his bloody mouth shut and got us linked together.”

Milo rolled his eyes. “You were the one who followed me remember?” The demon turned and started walking away.

Gabriel yelped as he felt the definite tug on his ankle and then he found himself literally being dragged along behind the determined demon. “Wait a damn minute!”

Milo skidded to a halt just outside the cemetery gates. “What?”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Into town.”

“Town? Why?”

“Because.....” Milo sighed dramatically. “I am in desperate need of pork rinds and chunky monkey, or I might just burn what’s left of this place to the ground.”

Milo took off again in dogged pursuit of his goal as Gabriel hesitantly followed behind him. He had no idea why in Hades Milo would need a rind of pork or to what perverted uses the demon might put an obese primate, but it would seem that he would find out soon enough.

Gabriel tried his best to keep up as Milo wound his way through streets and alleyways. Even now with the devastation to the city there were still plenty of residents plying their trade in the doorways as they passed. A few of the men and women whistled and cat called to the two handsome men as they passed, offering every vice that one could think of for a price.

They turned a corner and Milo suddenly had a short, balding little man in his clutches. He allowed his eyes to flash fire and his fangs to elongate as the small man turned chalk white with terror. The demon reached into the mans pocket and withdrew his wallet, relieving him of the cash within.

“Listen little man.” The monster hissed. “I have come to tell you to repent.” Milo shook the obviously horrified man and leaned in closer as he flicked his bifurcated tongue across his cheek. “Repent Alan Godwin.” He growled. “Or that lie you told your wife this morning will be the last lie you ever tell anyone!”

Alan Godwin, who had indeed lied to his wife that very morning and come to this alley in search of illicit pleasures of the flesh fainted dead away in the face of true vengeance. Milo dropped him to the ground none too gently.

Gabriel’s mouth hung open. It had happened so fast that he hadn’t even had a chance to interfere. He stared at Milo.

The demon was humming to himself and counting his ill gotten gains.

“Two hundred bucks.” Milo smirked. “That should do for awhile.”

“Y-You cant just rob people!” Gabriel sputtered. “Stealing is a sin!”

Milo gave him a look that clearly said: So what?

“You just cant..... “

“Why not?”

“Because its wrong!”

“Hello.” Milo smirked. “Demon here.”

“Its still wrong!” Gabriel crossed his arms over his chest stubbornly.

“Oh yeah?” Milo laughed at him. “And exactly how are they going to punish me?”

Gabriel gaped at him.

“Send me to hell?” Milo smirked. “Been there.... done that.” The demon turned and once again began stalking his way towards the neon sign that advertised the convenience store he had visited earlier.

Together he and Gabriel walked into the store with Milo leading and the angel petulantly following behind.

Milo went to the ice cream box situated against one wall in the small store and slid back one half of the glass top to reach inside and grab two pints of chunky monkey ice cream. The demon glanced around and then headed straight for the snack isle to pick up two large bags of BBQ pork rinds and some Hershey bars.

Gabriel eyed the big bags that said “Pork Rinds” across the front suspiciously. Until that moment he hadn’t even been aware that one could peel a swine. “You don’t fool me Milo....” The angel curled his nose up with distaste. “How long has it been since you’ve actually been in hell?”

Milo shoved most of what he was carrying into Gabriel’s arms so he could reach into one of the standing coolers and snag two bottles of Mad Dog 20-20. “Awhile.”

Gabriel snorted behind him as he followed Milo up to the cash register to pay for their stuff. “A long while id say…” The angel dropped his things on the counter along with the demons. “Or you wouldn’t be so flippant about it.” He sniffed haughtily. “Of course.... If the rumors are true then even when you are in hell you.....”

The demon turned on him in a flash. “I what Gabriel?” He sneered.

The clerk behind the counter was busy talking on his cell phone and was totally oblivious of the fact that denizens of both Heaven and Hell were sniping at each other across his counter.

“Never mind.” Gabriel spat. “I couldn’t care less what you do when you’re in hell or anywhere else for that matter!”

The demon stepped closer so they were nearly nose to nose and gave the angel a nasty grin. “So… you weren’t about to say that I spent most of the time I was in hell fucking the devils son in every perverted, filthy, corrupt, disgusting and thoroughly enjoyable way possible?” The demon cocked his head so hot breath tickled along the angels earlobe. “Because I most definitely do.” He whispered seductively.

Gabriel’s mouth opened and closed but no sound escaped. Well. He wouldn’t have put it quite that way.

Milo ignored Gabriel’s fish imitation as the young man behind the register finally made a kissy, kissy sound into the phone and hung up long enough to come ring up their purchases. Two ice creams, two bags pork rinds, six Hershey bars and two small bottles of wine. “That will be 74.50.” The man said brusquely.

A loud squawk sounded behind him as Milo calmly pulled his stolen loot from his pocket and paid the man.

“How could....”Gabriel was livid. His face had turned almost as red as his hair with rage. He expected this sort of behavior from Milo. He did have the excuse of being a demon after all, but for human beings to take advantage of their fellow man in the face of such ruin was just unforgivable.

Milo reached over and grabbed hold of the irate seraphim before he could attack the now extremely nervous looking man that was bagging their goodies.

“Usury is a SIN you know!” Gabriel hissed at the wide eyed man as Milo dragged him from the store.

“You really need to chill out.” Milo smirked as he turned and walked away from the angel, swinging his two plastic bags of booty at his side.

Gabriel narrowed his eyes, planted his feet solidly and waited.

TBC….