Horns to Hold Her Halo

  Lilith's car careened up the long gravel road. The anger she felt was coursing through her veins like a white-hot poison. She pulled off into the woods that surrounded the house and turned off her car.  Kicking open her door, she grabbed her guns off of the passenger seat. It was one that Serge had made especially for her. The handles were inlaid with silver crucifixes pulled from the Vatican. She glanced at the flame thrower in the back seat and rolled her eyes. She walked to the massive iron gate with the gargoyles on either side and sighed. She felt her wings unfurl from her back and jumped. It was quite obvious that Leviathan lived here. Ivy crawling over the gaudy statues in the front yard. A large fountain with the statue of a naked woman looking to be in the midst of ecstasy. 

  She made her way to the front door and tried it. Open. She chuckled to herself.

     "Leviathan would be so stupid as to leave his house unlocked." she knew he wasn't home. His stupid black Jag with the license plate saying "D3mon" wasn't sitting out front. 

 The inside of the house was quiet and dark. She looked around. The entire living room was surrounded by floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the city. Everything was gold or black and extremely lush. Chandeliers, tufted chaise lounges, and sofas, ornate animal skin rugs. She could feel her face contorting in disgust. 

     "The bedroom must be ridiculous." she thought to herself. 

  She walked down the hallway and opened the bedroom door. She was greeted by the sight of a huge portrait of Leviathan sitting on a throne hanging over his black and gold king 4 poster bed. 

     "Huh, something tells me big brother has not seen this little masterpiece," she muttered taking out her phone and snapping a picture.

  Her amusement was interrupted by the sound of a car coming up the driveway. She ran to the large window facing the front of the house and peered through the blinds. A black jag skidded into a halt in front of the house and Leviathan stepped out. He was alone. Odd, usually he brought some poor unsuspecting female from the club home with him. He walked into the house. She could hear him moving around the living room. Lilith sat in the large chair in the corner of his room and waited. She wanted to see the look on his face when he walked in. He walked into the bedroom and turned on the light. Their eyes met and he moved up against the wall knocking over a vase that sat on the table by the light. It shattered as it hit the floor.

     "Seriously!? Lilith what the fuck are you doing here?!"

     "You might wanna search that big dumb head of yours Leviathan. Think real fucking hard. Why would I be here? Did I drop by just to say hi? No, I hate you so it couldn't be that. Did I wanna admire your ugly ass decorating? Nope, sure didn't. Or....did I see you in a video taken of an exorcism staring through a window like you were a fucking puppet master making your puppets dance? Take your pick you demon fuck."

  Leviathan's eyes narrowed. Lilith stood up and drew her gun from her waistband as she walked toward him.

     "You know the rules Leviathan. No direct interaction and no possessing. Incidentally, I wonder how you were even able to do that. You're definitely not powerful enough to do that on your own...which means you had help...and it wasn't from my brother. He claims to have no idea what is going on...and I believe him. So you are going to tell me what is going on and who you had help from or I am going to make you wish that you were back in hell."