Family Over Everything

"Brat..! Brat!"

No matter how much Asmodeus yelled at his son, he couldn't snap him out of it. 

Abaddon was simply frozen in one place, staring at the wall with palpable hate in his eyes and every muscle in his body tensed up like he was ready to kill someone. 

The heat coming off his body was smoldering, the pressure was unbearable, and there was nothing that Asmodeus could do to reach his boy. 

"Damn it, you'll have to forgive me for this..!"

Asmodeus held up his hand and silver lightning began to crackle along his fingertips. 

Taking more joy out of this than he should have, the head of the Black Legion fired an arc of lightning right into his son's back. 

However, he didn't even notice it. 

Abaddon's demeanor remained unchanged, and he was still locked within a trance he couldn't escape from. 

Which admittedly ticked off his father... just a little bit.