ANNIE, THE SUCCUBUS

Chapter Eleven.

"SMACK!"

The sound was jaw cracking and Nifemi felt as if she was the one who had been hit.

She got up on her feet as tears welled up in her eyes, rushing frantically towards the old man before he hit her husband again.

"Baba" she called, holding the man's hand hastily.

"let me deal with this lovestruck fool" the man bellowed angrily, his veins twitching from his rage.

Staring into the teary eyes of Nifemi calmed the old man down.

"I can't believe I gave birth to this fool. It's more like wasting my sperm on him." he pointed a trembling finger at Stanley who was still on the floor, staring listlessly at nothing in particular.

"always remember that thirty people, a whole thirty humans died and whose fault is it?. It's yours, Stanley, yours. It's all your fault" he raged as tears fell down Nifemi's face.

"no, baba, it's not his fault"

"how can you still defend this spineless fool after everything. He's no real man. Apart from that rod between his legs, there's nothing about him that indicates his being a man. He thinks with that thing instead of his head. He had a clear chance to kill that Lucifer Coker or whatever. He could have shot her dead that say but no, he didn't. He fell for her cheap trick and what did that lead to?, deaths of thirty people. This fool is no son of mine. "

Nifemi could only try to meditate meekly.

" baba, please calm down. We can always think of a solution together "

" what solution is there to think of. That person is on the loose. She's no longer Angel Coker. It would have been better and easier if she was but no, she isn't. That person is now a combination of Annie, the Succubus and the serpent. She's now unstoppable. An intimidating force dead set on killing humans, on killing everyone, don't you get it? "he explained in exasperation and stormed out of the room

" Stanley.... "she called in tears and Stanley's bloodshot eyes met with hers.

" it's all my fault 'he said, his tone filled with self reproach, guilt weighing down heavily on his chest.

Nifemi held his hands in hers and shook her head.

"no, it isn't, don't blame yourself. It's not as easy as baba said to just shoot someone dead when she's defenseless. I totally understand your plight"

"she told me she was oblivious to it all, that she'd find a way to redeem herself and I believed her. I believed her lies and let a monster out on the loose. Aren't I simply the worst?"

"you didn't know, Stanley"

"does that justify anything?"

"Stanley...."

"you hate me as well, right?"

"I'd never hate you, Stanley, you're my husband"

"why?, just why won't you hate me like the rest does. Even Jerry refuses to talk to me so why are you so different?"

"because I'm your wife and I love you. I made a vow to go through thick and thin with you?"

"love?" he muttered and scoffed mockingly at himself, shaking his head in disapproval.

"do I even deserve that?. I don't deserve you or your love, Nifemi. Have you forgotten so soon how I cheated on you?. I cheated when our marriage was barely four months and made you lose our first child., almost making you infertile. So tell me, am I truly deserving of your love? "

Tears streamed down her face as she hugged him closer, placing his head on her cleavage.

" we'd find a solution to the problem, we'd figure it out together. I'll stand by you no matter what "she assured him, slowly stroking his back in a comforting manner.

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She stood on top of the tallest building, staring down on earth, her hair fluttering and gown flapping from the impact of the strong wind, her gaze cold

The street was busy as usual with traders hawking their goods noisily in the stand still traffic, pedestrians going about their way, giving snide comments on the road congestion.

She could see everything going on from the top where she stood.

She felt great about it.

That was what it felt like to be powerful, powerful enough to look down on everyone and decide their life and death.

Her eyes narrowed evilly as her lips curled into a crook smirk.

What if she just wiped out the whole neighborhood?

Just how satisfying would that be?

Would Stanley have a meltdown?

The thought of Stanley made her eyes flash with blood thirst and unconcealed desire

That guy that gave Angel immense pleasure and made her craving for more.

Even she could feel it.

What would it feel like to have him sleep with her not as Angel but as Annie, the Succubus.

The clouds suddenly grayed as thunder rumbled lowly, flashes of lightening accompanying it.

She got a premonition immediately.

Due to her fast reflexes, she evaded the lightening that struck her way but she wasn't totally lucky enough as her arm had taken the hit and a large mound of her flesh was torn off.

She hissed in pain as she tried to heal herself but to no avail.

How was that possible?

She felt a presence and a dark aura envelopeed her as she met with the gaze of the one who appeared from the clouds.

She had a silver jumpsuit on and a silver cowboy hat which covered a part of her face, however, her pale pink lips and brown skinned jaw was still visible.

Her hands was behind her back and her lips formed a sly smirk as she descended in front of her.

Annie had her guards up as she could feel the strong powerful aura coming from the intruder.

"who are you?" she asked guardedly, eyeing her curiously.

"take a guess" a familiar feminine voice replied and she gasped in shock at the realization of who it was hut her hard.

"it's you?!"

"yes, it's me"

A strong force hit Annie before she could recover from the shock, catching her off guard and throwing her off the building.