The forced deal

It soon became apparent to Lucifer that Fidelia meant him and his white powder, no good and just when she was about to shove it down the very spleen of the balls, he did the unthinkable;

" No !! Please don't." Lucifer cried out in a defeated plea as his knees fell on the rocky marbles of hell. " You are free to go. I decree that. Just don't do that to my last supply. It's all I would be snorting for a decade." Cried Lucifer, his palms glued against each other and his eyes wet in tears. He really was ready to give it all for his cocaine.

" The portal! Get me the portal big man. I'm not a bird and can't fly to earth." She said and forcefully tried to merge the two elements causing Lucifer to scream like a frightened baby.

" Don't just stand there like a damn corpse. Give her the portal and secure my supply. You waste of devilish fluid." Lucifer exclaimed. Transferring his aggression to Jezebel who was quick to take hold of the portal which was in form of an orb. She staged the biggest frown on her face as she walked towards Fidelia before commanding the orb to come life. It obeyed her and soon a portal of neon flames had appeared in thin air.

" Here you are defiant one. Go back to earth all you like. But give me the supply." She said and stretched her hands forward. " Don't stand there staring at the portal you bum. If it shuts down you will be here for another year." Jezebel added, causing Fidelia to panic.

" Oh I see, here you are. Catch." She said and flipped the scrotal sack towards the mouth of Lucifer and flung the pack of cocaine partly away from Jezebel who was compelled to make frantic leap to stop the fragile pack from falling into a crack of magma. Fidelia quickly flashed her middle finger at Lucifer, before jumping into the portal, leaving hell for good or so she thought.

[ Moments later]

There was numbness in her spine that she could only relate to death itself. Soon, it was accompanied by a sensation of coldness at the back of her neck and it extended to the whole of her body. She could still not comprehend where she was, neither could she explain what was happening. Still in her state of oblivion, she felt a command of her limbs as the chilled breeze of winter strolled over the curves of her bare body. It was accompanied by seconds of reflection and finally, she found her sight and alas, she was back to life. She slowly peered around her and from the permissible light she could garner from the moon, realized she was wearing nothing but her birthday suit.

" Really Jezebel. No clothes?" She whispered and began to stagger her way up.

" Of all the place I could have awoken. I get tossed in a bean farm." She grumbled as she meandered away from the farm, using the rays of the full moon to navigate her way through the ridges. There were a thousand things on her mind with reunion and having a cold bottle of beer being her top priorities.

Soon, she was out of the bean farm and felt ready to take on the world only to find herself in an empty street, illuminated with street candles. Which was typical of the city of Zurich. There was a dire need to get clothed but the need for a cold beer was paramount on her scale of preference. She knew she was on earth for a mission but without cooling her head with a cold beer, there was no way she was going to be able to totally recall what she had risked so much to return for. She was still gazing at the empty Street when all of a sudden, there were noises from a from afar. She took a few more nude steps towards the direction of the noises and on a clearer look, she could agree that it was a hall. There was music and merry making and she sighed deeply knowing she could find some beer in it. She headed straight to door, with the glamour of a nineteen year old judo champion and gained access to the verandah before deducting it was a wedding party that was about to take place as the bands and singers were still setting up. As she peeked through the keyhole of the giant door, her sight was quick to hawk across the faces of many people till if was stuck on a familiar face. It was the very face which she had risked so much for in the past. A face which had made her go against the army hell just to have a glimpse of it again. " Mason!" She gasped in shock after digesting the fact that he was the groom to be. She had to disrupt the wedding before the vows were made. She didn't think twice, she stepped backward, garnered her strength and plunged forward to push the door down for all she cared.