Home Sweet Home (open)

[Legion]

Home, home home! Legion thought gleefully as he strode through the doors to Wraith Manor. All three of his personalities relaxed now that Legion was in his home away from home. Not completely, of course- unlike angels, a demon was never truly safe, even in a stronghold of his own kind.

Perhaps especially in a stronghold of our own kind, Mazzis thought, seizing control of Legion's body from Luluth, who continued to make protests and demand "his" body back.

Mazzis rolled his eyes in irritation. He despised the fact that he had to share a body with two other minds. Unlike a human with multiple personality disorder, all three of his personalities were aware of one another. It made for a lot of shouting within his skull. If they ever got powerful enough, Legion would love to make Lucifer pay for making him into such a freak that he was considered an abomination among demons.

Legion's human guise rolled away, revealing his blue skin color and yellow eyes. He reveled in the sensation of revealing his true form, wondering when he could ditch his ugly human guise for good.

A scream came from somewhere in the house. Legion grinned. No doubt it was one of his brethren playing with a human he or she had abducted. If only there were more torture chambers in Wraith Mansion. Then it would be more like home.

Legion ran a hand through his dark hair. What to do while he was at home? He had some time before he made his next robbery. Perhaps he could grab a nap and then start planning some other entertainment.

[AMON]

His time on earth so far as been quite eventful; Amon has met a few of the half-breeds and even an angel in the form of a young boy, the angel of love and youth perhaps his complete opposite. He had not felt an impulse to harm the angel, Amon putting it down to some feeling that even he, a sin, could not bring himself to harm a child even if it is an angel. The two had come to an agreement that one would not attack or harm the other having come to the conclusion that the two are equals are without hate there can be no love, without love there can be no hate, in some ways they needed the other to exist to have perpose.

Of late the days have been quite quiet and uneventful. To fill his time Amon has been amusing himself by causing trouble and tormenting the humans and few half-breeds he can find, usually in his shadow form whispering in their heads, in their ears, putting little feelings of doubt in their minds, leaving the person on the brink of fear and sometimes insanity from the voice in their head.

The cry of pain and fear that echos through the manor had been caused by Amon passing him time on a human that he had brough back to amuse himself, but after only an hour or so the human has begun to bore him, their pain threshold far too low for his liking, the human had passed out too quickly, almost as soon as Amon had taken on his demonic form. Leaving the human either live or die, either outcome didn't bother him, Amon makes his way down the main stairs into the main halls, using the shadows to travel quickly to the bottom floor. As a whisp of smoke Amon touches the floor then quickly reforms. As usual he wears black jeans, a dark blue shirt and his red sash tied around his waist and hips and held against his body by a few belts lapped over eachother.

Sensing the presence of Legion, Amon smiles a little. Unlike most of the demons in this manor Legion was created purely by Lucifer, he had not once been an angel or human that had spent time in Hell and had their souls and bodies twisted and corrupted. Still holding a small smile Amon walks towards demon. "Welcome Legion, glad to be in our little home are you?".

[Legion]

"Well the decor is amazing," Legion admitted. Unlike the Fallen, he had never witnessed the splendors of Heaven. When he gazed into the vastness of hell, then, he did not see a horrid prison or a reminder of what he had lost. He only saw what, to him, was paradise.

"Outside it's so ugly. All those trees and open spaces..." he shivered at the thought. Then his eyes lit up. "On the bright side, I can never run out of playmates. There are billions of them, after all. Which is good, because they die so easily..."

Legion couldn't help wondering why humans had been designed in such a limited manner. They weren't particularly strong or fast or tough. True, they were more intelligent than animals, but not by much. He wondered if they really were God's favorite creation, or if that was just some self-deluded fantasy humans had come up with on their own in order to make themselves feel special. Perhaps God really just wanted to entertain demons, especially Legion, and that was why humans were really created. He liked that idea.

Legion turned his attention back to the master of wrath. "So...you out to ruin someone's life? Several someones'? C'mon, I'm bored. What's on your agenda today?"

[AMON]

Amons eyes flicker Rex for a moment. "Yes, humans can be a good source of entertainment, even if they do not last very long before passing out or dying. It's rare that one can be found who is able to satisfy. Their minds are weak, so easy to tweak and mess around with sometimes it a total wonder that they have not wiped themselves out yet with wars driven by greed and anger, mistrust and lies fueling fights... though some of those feelings of mistrust and doubt were caused by yours truely".

As Amons interest is gained the shadows around the manor flicker and waver. "I have no agenda for today Legion, the idea of going out and finding someone to have a little fun with, say picking up some young human and playing with their heads a little. I've had fun once messing with the feelings of a couple". Of course Amon is not going to mention the meeting with Eros. "How would you like to entertain yourself".

[Legion]

Luluth took over Legion's body. Legion sneered. "Head games? The lord of hatred has nothing better to do than head games? We've been busy playing Grand Theft Auto with real guns, cars, and hookers. Life's no fun unless there's a little killing involved." He mimed spraying a crowd with machine gun fire.

Mazzis cautioned Luluth to tread carefully. This was one of the Deadly Sins that he was taunting. Besides, head games had their uses and could be used to bring out all sorts of chaos. Manipulating influential politicians and businessmen, for example, could cause suffering on a grand scale.

Look how much trouble George Bush and Obama have been causing in Iraq. Or how many people's lives were ruined by the greed of corporations such as Enron and AIG. How many wars have been fought just to feed the greed of a few select individuals? Random killing sprees cannot produce that same level of suffering, Luluth.

Still, all three of Legion's personalities couldn't help but wonder what the goal of Amon's actions had been. While ruining a couple's relationship was certainly evil, it certainly wasn't diabolical on a grand scale. Perhaps Amon had bigger plans which he wasn't divulging yet.

"I think we're going to go shower," Legion said casually. "Then we're going to get dirty again...by bathing in some more human blood."

[AMON]

Amon smiles a little. "I never said that mind games are all I do, I find enjoyment in violence, but unlike yourself I am not one to go in with all guns blazing, I prefer to take a more subtle approach, one that does not cause that much of a scene... until of course there is someone runnign around yelling about voices and shadow creatures. Hate can be sudden and powerful, or it can bubble up slowly over time. Hate that grows over time is often, to me, the most fun as it tends to bring out the true nature of man. An act of sudden hate and anger can dealt with, but acts of hate done over a long period of time are never expected and can cause more damage than a single act".

He bows his head a little. "Very well. I will wait until you are done, then I will join you on an outing if you would like the company. It has been some time since I have taken on my true form in public and my sword earns to taste blood once more"

[Legion]

Ha! He has his reasons. Told ya so, Mazzis crowed. Of course, you had to try and prove you're the bigger demon than the lord of hatred. Stupid! Imbecile! he shouted to Luluth.

Legion put a hand to his head to restrain the shouting match inside. It was so loud...he just had to silence the problem by finding someone to kill. That always calmed down his respective personalities.

Legion grinned. "Cya later, alligator," Luluth said, crackling maniacally. His comment made no sense, which made him laugh all the harder as he headed to his room.

In his room, he paused as he removed his shirt. He was feeling a little lustful, and not just for blood. Perhaps he should find a harlot he could bring back with him while he was out.

And by "harlot," he simply meant any attractive woman he found, willing or not.

Happy to have a little more structure added to his agenda of chaos, Legion hummed happily as he stepped into the shower.