Slag ND 4: Superdick.
Slag sits in a large chair; it has to be to support him as he talks with an aged human female on a medium sized TV screen, "I told you I'm not going to force her to meet you."
"Why not?" She asked, "Last time I checked she was your slave. "Now Go fucking get her, it's not right to deny me the woman carrying my grandchildren!" She screamed.
"Nor is it right to bring her to someone that doesn't use the proper terms for addressing her. Besides she's only my slave by law, I don't force her to do anything, I know full well what that's like." He answered calmly then moved his hand over to the off button.
"You fucking asshole!" She yelled seeing his hand over the button.
"Oh I'm really hurt now." He said in a mock sadness then changed it to joy, "I'm the dark god here that makes me a superdick and do acts of superdickery." He then hit the button ending the communication.
He got up and pushed the door all the way open, he left it slightly open incase Clarice ever wanted to talk to his mother. She never did, she was happy to be at his side nothing else mattered to her, except her children.
Three months ago.
"How the fuck could you let her go?!" Clarice screamed as he destroyed the shackles holding her but still had her bound with his darkness, she fought the darkness holding her still enraged clearly shown by her eyes that still glowed red.
"Because she's my sister." He said calmly and let those words sink into her. "She's family, fighting her would have accomplished nothing, I would still look up to her, and she's not the one I came to show something to."
Her expression changed and her eyes stopped glowing as she remembering that she was still his sister, "That still doesn't excuse her action!" She said a little softer then before but still a bit mad. "And nothing you can show me will change my mind."
"Well how about this?" He asked pulling her closer to him, glared at her, growled, "I may not have had as bad trauma as you or the worst life, but I know what it's like to suffer at the hands of humans, I was human once and tried to become something greater, instead I was still cursed with true darkness for trying to change the monster I was." he then turned her toward the destruction he caused. "This is a small portion of my power, of the darkness in me!" She swallowed hard seeing the devastation before them, thinking how worse it could be, "Yes that's what I thought you would say, now also think about how everyone around me dies or goes mad because of the only thing I have to give is violence and darkness." He paused then roared, "I made my sister to go mad!"
She shuddered thinking that, "I don't blame you."
"Why?" He growled, "Why don't you? I'm standing before you with hell behind me and that's all you can say? How can you change your view so easily? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have to relive that."
"Because if it wasn't for you I would still be living that, and you're the one that can give me what I want. A child" She sobbed.
"God damn this it bad fiction." He grumbled, "Do you really want that from me?" He asked. "Even though it will still be a child of Wrath? That all I'll teach it is how to harm others?"
"As long as the child won't be killed like Darnel was I'll be happy. I don't care that all you have to give is darkness"
"Okay, but don't think I'm doing this for love, I'm only filling a biological need."
"That's good enough for me."
"I need to take care of a few things first, do what you want to make it more enjoyable for you, as long at it doesn't involve anything anal." He said then opened a portal then released her, "I will be along soon, I have no plan of standing you up. Lord knows I want you." She nodded then went through it.
He went through it a few moments later, after changing the destination to the oracles palace. Normally fortune-tellers were scam artists but there was one that was actually accurate even though he probably already knew what he was going to be told.
Now
Slag came into the kitten to see Clarice in a green maternity dress voraciously eating whatever was in the fridge, He wasn't that surprised seeing her do that having two kids in her did take a lot of nourishment. She came out with at least have the contents of the fridge, she balanced the food on her massive stomach with her wings wrapped tightly around the food, the rest probably in her stomach. She gives him a smile and asked, "So did you tell your mother whose boss?"
"Yes she's pissed."
"Good! Nyu!" She said enjoying the thought that she won't have to deal with his mother.
She had begun that cry recently, whenever she was happy it would come out, he didn't put much thought into it, "So besides the fridge do I need to restock anything else?" He asked.
"Nope!" She replied happily as she twirled her tail on her stomach, "But some extra is always good. Nyu!"
"Okay, anything special you want?"
"No, what you've been getting is good."
"Alright well, I'll be off then have a good night, call me if you need anything."
"I will. Nyu!" She said then walked off to eat in her room.
He was still surprised at how strong her spirit is even after all she's been though; too bad it could never overcome the darkness in him. He'll never let go of it, not fully, not when it's the only thing that held him together for many years.