Sword of St. Michael #12
#42 of Sampson and Devilah
Devilah Tells All
In which Devilah reveals all to Sampson.
| Devilah let Sampson contemplate that while she put her clothes back on. When he still hadn't responded, she asked him, "Sampson, do you know the word? Do you know what a succubus is?"
Sampson struggled to speak. "Uh... A... succubus?"
"Yes, a succubus. I am a denizen of the underworld. A kind of devil. I live by eating the semen of men. I break their willpower and thrive on their lust. I've had more men in more ways than you can conceive of, and I'm not exaggerating at all. It's what I do Sampson. Do you understand? I am a devil, quite literally." |
"Sure! A devil. A minion of Evil. A Really Bad Guy. I am the kind of creature you would kill if you'd known. Well, now you know," she explained.
"You can't be! You... we killed those assassins... we fought evil! It makes no sense!" |
She sat beside him and began to tell the whole story, breaking to answer his questions. It took a long time. It was late afternoon when she felt her explanation of what she was and her original mission were understood properly.
"But," he protested. "You've not had any men since you've been with me!" |
"And the other?" Sampson asked, still stunned by the revelations.
"I am to kill you, Sampson." |
Now it was Devilah's turn to be confused. "Am I going to what? Kill you? Sampson, I just told you I've been sent to assassinate you. That's not something an assassin does you know!"
Sampson smiled. "You've revealed a lot of things to me, Dev. Some I still don't understand. Most I don't want to understand. But if I understand this right, you can return to your full rank if you kill me. So, do so."
Devilah stared at him. "You know I can't do that! Sampson, I am a succubus, but I'm not all that strong! My power is in my allure. Sure I have a few little spells available to me related to my talents. I can put people to sleep, I can increase their lust and decrease their inhibitions a bit. But I'm no mage in human sense. I can't kill you!". |
"You would let me kill you?"
"Yes, Devilah. I would."
"Oh Sampson, you idiot. No! That's not the only reason I can't kill you. I told you before, I love you." |
"Then she will send hellhounds after you. Sampson, you don't know what those are. But they will kill you. They are practically immortal, and they don't stop Sampson. You cannot kill them, and they won't stop until they kill you. They are expensive for Agrat to use. They can be killed by magical means and she can't send many. But it will only take one. I would guess she'll send three." |
"But I have an idea. If I can get the sword back, that sword can kill them."
"Devilah, if I understand all this right, Agrat's not going to give up my sword easily!" |
"But, won't she just take you back after that?"
Devilah sighed. "Yes, but there's nothing I can do about that. In the hierarchy of the underworld, I have no choice if she chooses to use her power there. I will do what she commands. But that sword can keep you safe!" |
"Look, if we can keep you alive we'll be doing good. There's no time to argue about this. Agrat expects me back at midnight. I've got to get that sword back before then." |