looked at Jack's new feet and scurried over to inspect them.
Then he scurried back into the kitchen. He returned with a soapy washcloth and dropped it on Jack's bare foot.
Jack got the hint. "You don't smell so good either buddy." Then he said, "Get everyone ready to move out. We need a new house to hide out in. Also, if the cops did get Shelly, we need to find a safe way to break her out of jail."
The spider gave him its grim look but Jack just waved it off. The thing had an agenda and it clearly hated to deviate from it.
Jailbreak
Shelly heard muffled gunfire.
So this was it then. The angels were coming and Jack and his minions weren't around to help her this time.
How many angels were going to gang rape her?
So much for the police motto: To protect and to serve. These idiots were about to be run through in no time.
Or, she hoped, it was Jack taking on the entire Kenosha County police department to break her out, like the hero her imagination had elevated him to.
A cop came rushing into the holding area. He was panting, looking about frantically for an escape route.
He said, "He won't die. He just keeps coming."
"Who."
"Some dark haired guy."
So it wasn't Jack. It was just a rape-happy angel.
Shelly said, "Just let him in here. He's coming for me. The sooner you guys get out of his way, the less likely he'll be to kill you to get to me."
The cop looked at her like she had ten heads. He said, "Shut the hell up girl. You have no idea what's going on out there."
"I think I have a pretty good grasp of the situation."
There was a loud crash outside the door the cop had just come through. He jumped in the air and then he took off through another exit, leaving Shelly unattended.
She had a silly thought: Why not get undressed right now and lay down on the little cot? She was going to be raped and there was nothing she could do about that but she could make it easier on herself.
Before she went through with it, it was too late. The door opened and a man casually walked through. His eyes darted straight to her.
Shelly's breath caught in her throat.
The man was stunning in ways her brain could barely comprehend.
He wasn't much older than her, had a good physique and handsome features, but it was his eyes that made her crumble. There was so much beauty and hope and love and despair that she thought she might cry tears of joy and hope just staring into them.
But when he grabbed her cell door and tore it out of its mounting, she knew it wasn't really a man. It was an angel, but one unlike the others.
And right then she knew who she was dealing with. This was Lucifer. Lucifer was about to rape her. Under different circumstances (like if she didn't know he was Lucifer) he might not have had to rape her. She might have given herself to this beautiful creature freely.
But if he wanted rape, he didn't act like it. He grabbed her gently by the hand without saying a word, and led her from the jail cell. For some odd reason she obeyed and quietly followed his lead.
A cop took a shot at them the second they left the holding cell area. Lucifer was too quick though, and acted like a meat shield for her. Bullets zinged right off of him as he walked toward the exit.
Another cop took a pot shot from over the top of a desk. It zipped past Shelly's neck and that seemed to infuriate Lucifer. He growled and took two steps towards the shooter but he must have had second thoughts about killing the guy because he quickly resumed his escape.
Even though Shelly knew this did not bode well for her, there was something to admire about the fallen angel. He was strong and purposeful. He seemed to value her life, but then why was that? And he had restraint; he could have killed that cop but he rose above it and let it go.
A tiny part of Shelly's shell shocked brain was hoping Jack would show up like a knight in shining armor and save her, but the more rational part knew that Jack and all of his hell beasts wouldn't stand a
Then he scurried back into the kitchen. He returned with a soapy washcloth and dropped it on Jack's bare foot.
Jack got the hint. "You don't smell so good either buddy." Then he said, "Get everyone ready to move out. We need a new house to hide out in. Also, if the cops did get Shelly, we need to find a safe way to break her out of jail."
The spider gave him its grim look but Jack just waved it off. The thing had an agenda and it clearly hated to deviate from it.
Jailbreak
Shelly heard muffled gunfire.
So this was it then. The angels were coming and Jack and his minions weren't around to help her this time.
How many angels were going to gang rape her?
So much for the police motto: To protect and to serve. These idiots were about to be run through in no time.
Or, she hoped, it was Jack taking on the entire Kenosha County police department to break her out, like the hero her imagination had elevated him to.
A cop came rushing into the holding area. He was panting, looking about frantically for an escape route.
He said, "He won't die. He just keeps coming."
"Who."
"Some dark haired guy."
So it wasn't Jack. It was just a rape-happy angel.
Shelly said, "Just let him in here. He's coming for me. The sooner you guys get out of his way, the less likely he'll be to kill you to get to me."
The cop looked at her like she had ten heads. He said, "Shut the hell up girl. You have no idea what's going on out there."
"I think I have a pretty good grasp of the situation."
There was a loud crash outside the door the cop had just come through. He jumped in the air and then he took off through another exit, leaving Shelly unattended.
She had a silly thought: Why not get undressed right now and lay down on the little cot? She was going to be raped and there was nothing she could do about that but she could make it easier on herself.
Before she went through with it, it was too late. The door opened and a man casually walked through. His eyes darted straight to her.
Shelly's breath caught in her throat.
The man was stunning in ways her brain could barely comprehend.
He wasn't much older than her, had a good physique and handsome features, but it was his eyes that made her crumble. There was so much beauty and hope and love and despair that she thought she might cry tears of joy and hope just staring into them.
But when he grabbed her cell door and tore it out of its mounting, she knew it wasn't really a man. It was an angel, but one unlike the others.
And right then she knew who she was dealing with. This was Lucifer. Lucifer was about to rape her. Under different circumstances (like if she didn't know he was Lucifer) he might not have had to rape her. She might have given herself to this beautiful creature freely.
But if he wanted rape, he didn't act like it. He grabbed her gently by the hand without saying a word, and led her from the jail cell. For some odd reason she obeyed and quietly followed his lead.
A cop took a shot at them the second they left the holding cell area. Lucifer was too quick though, and acted like a meat shield for her. Bullets zinged right off of him as he walked toward the exit.
Another cop took a pot shot from over the top of a desk. It zipped past Shelly's neck and that seemed to infuriate Lucifer. He growled and took two steps towards the shooter but he must have had second thoughts about killing the guy because he quickly resumed his escape.
Even though Shelly knew this did not bode well for her, there was something to admire about the fallen angel. He was strong and purposeful. He seemed to value her life, but then why was that? And he had restraint; he could have killed that cop but he rose above it and let it go.
A tiny part of Shelly's shell shocked brain was hoping Jack would show up like a knight in shining armor and save her, but the more rational part knew that Jack and all of his hell beasts wouldn't stand a
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