Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 228: What Did He Do To You?!?

Chapter 228: What Did He Do To You?!?

"I fucking hate this form," snarled Wrath as he rotated his shoulders. Unlike his brothers, his wings were tattered and torn from the countless wars that he had been in. They weren’t strong enough to hold him up in flight, and combined with his missing right horn, he was a sitting duck for any demon who wanted to prove their worth.

"You look like a bonfire," whispered Hattie as she turned just enough to be able to see Wrath in his full form. To say that he was simply red wasn’t doing him any justice at all. That was like saying the sun was yellow or the sky was blue.

He was all the different shades of red as they shimmered under his skin. If you looked close enough, you might even be able to see a very small blue flame that was surrounded by a golden yellow color. He didn’t have sparkles like Pride did, but every time he so much as shifted his weight, the ’flames’ of his skin rippled in response.

"Fire destroys," sneered Wrath, completely forgetting who he was speaking to. "There is nothing good about it."

"Fire warms," countered Hattie, her eyes heavy as she struggled to look at Wrath. "Fire cleanses, it cooks our food to nourish us, it protects us from the darkness, it is our guiding light when we need it. Fire is everything good in the world."

By the time she had finished speaking, five of the demons in the room were staring at her, their mouths opened in shock.

"You are crazy," muttered Wrath with a shake of his head.

"It doesn’t make me wrong," countered Hattie as she burrowed her head even deeper into Sloth’s chest.

"If he is fire," asked Sloth, gently taking her chin in his hands. "What am I?"

"Water," Hattie sighed, a dreamy smile on her face. "Like the ocean, capable of destruction and life. You are just one shade of blue, but many of them. Everything about you makes me want to relax like I am sitting on a beach I had seen once on television. The water was crystal clear, and yet there was a mystery to it as if you didn’t know if you should take a chance and jump in or stay clear."

"What do you pick?" asked Sloth as he rubbed a lock of her hair between his fingers. Her hair was a light, light blue color that matched his skin perfectly like they were two halves of the same coin. "Will you take a chance?"

"The second I saw you like this, I was a goner," chuckled Hattie, her eyes completely closed now. "I don’t care what dangers lurk inside you. I never want to leave."

"So I am not ugly?" whispered Sloth into her ear with a slight smile. However, deep inside, he was worried about her answer. He had taken a chance in this form, and now he was terrified he would be rejected.

"I don’t know why you keep saying that," sighed Hattie as she rubbed her cheek against his muscles. "In this form, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen... and I feel safe. I know that no one is getting through you. No humans, no demons, no angels would ever get past you... I know without a double that you are strong enough to keep me safe."

"And you don’t feel that way when we are humans," murmured Envy as he looked at Sloth and their woman. Taking a chance, he brushed past his brothers and climbed into bed. There was some maneuvering that needed to be done when it came to their wings, but both he and Sloth tucked one against their back and covered Hattie with one wing each.

It was easy for everyone in the room to see the thoughts going through Hattie’s face, even as she was half asleep. "I trust Elizabeth," she whispered after a few minutes. "But I think she is the only pure human that I have ever trusted."

"What about our meat sacks?" asked Greed, speaking up for the first time. "Do you trust them?"

Hattie shrugged her shoulders. "I was drawn to them... I can picture things that I want to do with them, and I felt comfortable around them... but trust?"

There was a long silence. "I trust Tank."

The hound at the foot of the bed between Sloth’s legs let out a huff of laughter as he opened one eyes to rub it in to the other demons.

"What about me?" asked Chang Xuefeng. "Do you trust me?"

"Of course I trust my Daddy," smiled Hattie. "But Daddy wasn’t human when I met him, now was he?"

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Feeling the rough skin under my cheek, I had to stop myself several times from rubbing my body all over it, claiming what was mine. I didn’t lie to them, while I was attracted to their meat sacks, while I enjoyed my time with them, it was hard to trust them.

Luca and his friends I only knew for a few hours before I was plucked out of their arms and left to feed the gators. Dante was cold to me at first, before I dream-walked into his nightmare, but I don’t know if that counts as trust.

Tank, there was absolutely no question. Even after Ghost plucked me from Tank’s bedroom, I still trusted him.

Yeah, I guess I wasn’t the biggest fan of humans. Then again, their faces were able to hide a lot of evil, so maybe there was a good reason why I didn’t trust them.

Letting out a long sigh, knowing that I was fighting sleep but still to terrified to encounter Père for a third time, I said something I should have been smarter than to say.

"In my dream Père was between my legs, biting chunks of flesh off my legs and other parts," I said with a yawn. "If the cuts on my stomach are real, does that mean that he..."

I couldn’t finish that sentence.

I could survive a lot of things, and the bleeding wounds on my stomach were nothing in the grand scheme of things... but I still remember him biting off my clit and spitting it out like it was nothing.

I would pray to God that that was nothing more than a nightmare, but as the Devil, I didn’t think God would listen to me.

"What?!?!" demanded a voice from far away, chasing away any hint of sleepiness from me. "What the fuck did that fucker do to you?!?!?"

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