This was neat, it can write fanfiction too!
Aubri looked down upon God. His skin slithered and shattered as the light of his eyes flickered and gave way to darkness.
Aubri felt a numb and bitter cold spread through her body with the sudden realization that she had killed God.The only thing left in this whole world, who is responsible for everything, is dead.
She stood back up and took another step towards God, this time falling to her knees. The blood soaking into her stained the back of her jumpsuit as her tears began to spill.
“Why did I do that?” She whispered to herself. “He was going to help me.”
Aubri felt the other Angels approaching her and jumped to her feet.
“I’m sorry I failed you,” She said. “I’m sorry I didn’t do anything sooner.”
They only had a second to react as the first shot was fired. The bullet caught Aubri in the shoulder, she felt herself tumbling backwards as her body felt like it was burning.
God hadn’t been awake for long, just long enough to detect another threat to his creation, his daughter.
She felt the tears running down her face, her vision blurred and she felt every muscle in her body twitch as she fell to the floor.
“Come to me,” God said as he approached the pool of blood, he knelt down and reached out towards Aubri. He touched her face with the gentle of his hand, he was dressed in his suit again, this time in brown with a black stripe down the pant legs.
“I’m here to take you with me to the place that you will live forever.” God said as he turned to face the Angel who had fired the bullet.
The Angel was completely calm. “Sorry,” He said. “She was just too close.”
Aubri’s eyes slowly began to clear, she was laying on a bed. Wires were everywhere, but she had no time to observe it, her only concern was getting to the source of the pain she was in.
She felt herself go weak in the legs and pulled at the bed sheets.
“Where am I?” She asked through dry lips. “Where am I?”
Her hand felt the tube of her stomach. She touched it gingerly, there was a cloth that was wrapped around her wrist, she pulled it off and found that she had bandages wrapped around her right hand as well.
God placed a finger over his lips and pointed down to the covers in front of him. Aubri followed it as it disappeared beneath the covers.
She laid there on the bed, her mind dazed. Her eyes slowly closed as the world went dark.
“Ok, don’t panic,” God said as he began to pull at the wires and tubes in her arm. “I want you to look into my eyes.”
Aubri looked up at him with an inquisitive stare.
“You can trust me,” God said as he smiled and sank his arm into her chest.
Aubri choked on blood.
“That’s what’s bothering you right now,” God said as he pulled his arm out. “This is for the best."
She began to drown in her own blood. The world around turned dark and muted and God watched as she slowly, painfully died.
“Good bye sweet angel. I’ll be seeing you in heaven.”
God stood up and touched his eyes, his face turned away from the body. He knew that one day it would have to end and that it was a part of God’s creation that he did not like.
“Is there anyone out there,” He asked in a lonely voice. “Does anyone else want to join me?”
He turned around and walked out of the room.
“I’ll see you again."
Satan scowled as he watched that one die ever so lonely. He wasn't always tasked with bringing the vermin down to Hell but it was just like Yahweh to want him to watch him fail yet again.
What a waste of skin. Satan thought as he stared down at the bloodied, broken body. He touched his face and felt the stubble of a beard that was beginning to appear. God had made him smile with the way he toyed with the aubri girl. For all that Yahweh's creations painted him as merciful God, he was a sadistic fucker.
He could have broken her out of her delusions long ago but opted to play with her. The Bastard. He had been suffering for so long, all the years that God was busy with the creation of the humans, all the years that God kept him in darkness and all the years that God has been held back by his enemies.
The Demon Lord thought for a moment and then he gave a subtle nod to his servant.
“Time to go,” He said as he followed God to the door.
Aubri lay there for hours, hardly being able to move. Her body felt like it was on fire. When she tried to get up and walk she found that she was unable to move her limbs. There was a mark where her stomach had been ripped out. Her hand was still tied down and her right arm was immobilized by two blood soaked straps. She coughed up more blood as she began to panic.
A hot gnarled hand snaked it's way into her hair and pulled. She came tumbling off the bed and was dragged into a long stone hallway. The stones scratched and tore down her knees as her intestines scraped against the floor. She could smell the exact stench of shit as her intestines emptied out onto the dirty stone floor. Her stomach continued to flip and roll, but soon the only thing that was moving was her liver.
Satan looked down at her as he walked by. He felt his stomach churn and knew that he wasn't alone.
God walked down the hall as he approached the base of the stairs. His mind was full of thoughts about everything that had gone wrong. His plans for the world and for the species to take on were crumbling. His schemes had so much potential but now there was only him and he felt so alone.
“Why,” He asked himself, “Why have I created such a flawed race?”
His mind was replaced by one of the people. A little child from Hell.
“God said that he’s going to forgive you,” The demon child whispered into his ears. “That you can have your life back, the way it used to be.”
“I have killed many people who used to believe in me,” God yelled. “So many children, young people. You are going to have to learn to deal with that, too.”
“I thought he was better than all that,” The demon child laughed. “Now, he’s just like them. He’s like all those pathetic humans who are nothing more than a pawn in your chess game.”
God turned around and looked at Satan.
“It doesn’t matter,” He said as he walked down the long corridor towards his home. “We are still in the process of finding a solution.”
Satan looked at the little monster. God hated the idea of this being in the Demon Lord's service. He despised everything that the creature stood for. But he had no other choice. The bitch had no name, she was just a thing. She was a nameless, faceless thing that God needed to control. He hated her. God hated everything about her.
Satan smiled as he followed the God towards his home.
“I can control him,” He whispered to himself.
“I can control him.”
Tweaked lil bits and am pleasantly surprised at how little i had to tweak for it to be somehow coherent.