Bliss And The Demon



Tuesday November 18th, 2069.
Threshold headquarters Langley Virginia, compound #2 interrogation room # 1. Interview #1.. Subject is one adult male red that has identified himself as “Grhee.”
It is 5:00 am when Samantha Bliss makes her way down the long corridor leading to interview one. She enters the observation post right next to it, and stands in front of the one way glass studying the red for a moment. It is over six feet tall and has brilliant red skin with black eyes and two horns that protrude from its forehead. It is as yet unknown why the reds as they are called, choose to dress in human attire, but they all seem to have the same tailor. All that they have fought are dressed in old us army green clothing, army shirts with ripped off sleeves, green pants and over sized combat boots. this particular red seems rather comfortable in his new surroundings, he has his feet propped up on the table and is smoking a Sessions cigarette when she enters the room. She sits at the table across from him.
“So.. Grhee is it? Are you a little boy demon or a little girl demon?”
he squirms uncomfortably in his chair while scratching his crotch.
“I gotz a crank bigger than yer ol man chicky, I’m all male.” he laughs, but Samantha Bliss does not share in his banter, she eyes him with a certain curiosity. Now she slowly smiles.. she recognizes the mindset even if she isn’t altogether familiar with the species, a male is a male. No matter what, and Samantha Bliss just so happens to be a breathtaking women. Long jet black hair that travels down her back stopping at that perfect ass, and the rest of her adornments completes the perfect package. And when she flashes that perfect smile at him, demon or not she knows that she has him.
“Tell me something Grhee, I’m curious.”
He flashes her a smile through his black lips and rotting teeth, and nods.

The Reveal.




She smiles back already knowing the answer. she lights her own cigarette before asking the question, and throws him a fresh smoke to light. He takes it and then the bait.
“What took Satan so long to allow you to show yourselves to the world? I mean, it seems a little odd to me, all of these years your kind has been operating behind the scenes. Moving in and out of shadows, never challenging the faith of the believers or the doubters, never ever really showing yourselves to us, relying on our fears of the unknown. But now when you do show yourselves you choose to take the most unlikely form of all.. Ours.. So tell me Grhee.. Why adult Male humans?”
He smiles at her again. Pausing only to lift the lit cigarette to his lips. He inhales and stares at the ceiling while letting the smoke roll around on his tongue.
“ First of all chicky, the big “S” ain’t the boss no more. He was put out to pasture over ten years ago, just before we started coming around all freely and open like.” he smiles..
Samantha Bliss is now listening intently. A thousand thoughts raise in her mind all at once.. Could this possibly be true? The dark lord is gone?
“I trust that there is more to it than that.”
The arrogance resurfaces.
“S is dead chicky, cuz he got careless. He took on a wife and she offed his dumb ass.”
“And now she’s in charge?”
“Yep.. I’z working fer a horny female. And she chose this body fer alla her soldiers, she likes the human form, did you know chicky, that out of every species on this planet that humans are the only ones that have sex for pleasure’s sake? ”
“Do tell.”
“Yeppers. Its true. And to be honest alla of those young girls that we took back with us. Us soldiers weren’t just after their souls ifin ya know what I mean.. I likes me a bit of that sex stuff myself. Heh Heh. ”
She Grits her teeth and tries to keep the anger locked away inside of her.
“So you have sex with human girls. Huh?”
He smiles. Eyeing her ample chest while rubbing his crotch.
“Yeah chicky baby! And they loved it!”
“So you do it the same way as human males do?”
“Yeah baby.. Why? You want some of this?”
“So I’m guessing then that your genitals are in the same place as a human males?”
Suddenly a strange look crosses his face as all traces of humor have disappeared. He knows then and there that he has revealed too much. Her boot slams into his chest knocking him out of his chair. She pushes the weapon that she had waiting under her coat into his crotch and presses the charge button..
“See Mr. Grhee, its like this, I know what happens when you shoot a human male in the balls. But now see? I’m curious. What would it do to one of You?”
His eyes widen, and she knows that she has him, again. He’s afraid of the one thing that he is there to represent. Death.
“Anything that you want Chicky”
“I want to know what you and your two friends were doing in the Merrimon Hotel.. And YOUR going to tell me…OR..” Click…..

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