Tiffany stood looking over the horizon in front her. It was hard to believe that this wasn’t heaven; it looked so beautiful!

Some time had passed since a mysterious new angel, who had called himself Edwin, brought back an injured Ethan and what appeared to be a dazed looking Eve.

They later explained that they had been frighteningly close to absolute failure.

Eve had even been on the brink of being corrupted by Behemoths power!

‘Some things are best left unsaid’ Tiffany thought.

She still struggled with finding the strength to manage her emotions properly.

It seemed just like yesterday when her friend Madison, along with her family was corrupted by the demon Behemoth.

She didn’t understand it.

She couldn’t see her parents.

She wouldn’t ever get to see the Madison she once knew ever again.

And what about Dorothy? She had lost her parents forever; all at the hands at that demon!

A single tear and light sob made its way out of Tiffany.

She tore her eyes away from the beautiful scenery and tried to push back the tears.

‘I can’t do this. There has to be another way, another person who can beat this demon.’

Ethan began walking up to Tiffany when he felt her suffering. He touched her solider.

Tiffany jumped.

“Oh!”

Ethan put both of his hands up as if to show her he was no threat.

“Ethan,”

She wiped her eyes with a swift motion as if to disguise her pain.

She brought her eyes back up to greet his, and they both stood, as if in silent understanding of what the other was feeling.

She couldn’t explain it. There were no words that could explain the connection she felt with this angel. It was like she had always known him.

And she had! He had been watching over her since the day of her birth.

“I can’t do this Ethan…” Her face broke out into tears as she reached out to Ethan’s embrace.

He held her and tried to ease her pain, but he knew he couldn’t. For every soul learns from suffering, whether it be right or wrong.

He took his hand and brought it through her hair and rested it on the back of her head.

“I love you.”

He felt Tiffany gasp into his chest. She raised her head and looked into his eyes.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I love you too.”

Dorothy and Eve watched Tiffany and Ethan’s embrace from a distance.

Dorothy was happy he had survived. After all, he did save her life.

“Will things ever be normal again” Dorothy sighed.

“No.” Eve said.

Dorothy looked to Eve, almost angry.

“Your lives are now destined for greatness in the light of God.” Eve spoke.

“How much time has passed?”

Eve looked away, sensing the pain her honesty would bring to Dorothy.

“About six months. It’s a couple of days after the New Year in the area where you once lived.”

“Six months?” Dorothy couldn’t believe it. It had only seemed like a few days had passed since their encounters with Behemoth.

Eve put a hand on her shoulder in attempted comfort.

“Time flies much faster up here for your forms.”

“But you look the same as us. You were almost corrupted by Behemoth.”

Eve lowered her hand. Still appearing to be haunted by the encounter.

She had never felt an experience so painful yet pleasurable at the same time in her existence.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mea---”

“It’s okay Dorothy.”

“Behemoth has the power to corrupt angels of lesser ranks than the Arch Angels. For me to be corrupted, it would mean I would have to be an angel driven and weakened by the pleasures and wants of a human. Behemoth is the only demon that has that power, if strong enough.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means if Behemoth has enough power, she can mold me and control in whatever way she sees fit.” Eve shuddered.

“Who are the Arch Angels?”

Eve smiled. “ Michael is the leader. They are the elite army of Gods army. No Angel of our stature has seen them in over a thousand years. Michael is the leader.”

“But if you haven’t seen them in that long, do they still exist?”

Eve expression grew serious.

“Faith is our strongest weapon.”

Dorothy felt embarrassed to be speaking to an Angel in this way.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to dig up the past.”

“Its okay Dorothy, the present is all I should be focusing on.”

“Your presences are needed!” One angel roared from the top of the walls of the encampment.

Eve could see Ethan making his last comforting words to Tiffany in the distance before they had to join in on Edwin’s council.

“Why is Edwin being judged? He saved your lives.” Dorothy said.

“He was the protector of The One from the last generation.”

Dorothy’s eyes widened.

“Well, that’s a good thing isn’t it? I mean, he can help us right?”

Eve lowered her eyes and brought them back to look into Dorothy’s.

“I was his apprentice much in the same way Ethan is mine. Look, his story is far too much to explain for this situation.”

“Sorry.” Dorothy said.

Ethan and Tiffany both joined them.

“Ready?” Ethan questioned looking at Eve.

“Let’s go.”

It was the dead of night. Cold wind howled its deadening cry throughout the night’s sky.

A shadow glided its way along the creases of a window, as if begging entrance.

Detective Kelly Camp made her way through the morgue halls. Roaming through these halls had become so familiar to her.

Although the case had been closed, she still felt there was a connection between the mass orgy in the store and the four parents found in similar conditions in the suburbs.

She still couldn’t get the images of grown professional adults reduced to the carnal perverted forms they had been out of her mind. It had all been such a shock.

‘Not to mention kinky’ she thought.

“How the progress coming?” said to the doctor who appeared to be watching some primetime show on TV.

“Oh! Kelly, I wasn’t expecting you.”

“You never are.” She smiled

As she made her way into the morgue area she felt a chilly breeze.

Opening the door labeled 454, she gave it a pull. She unzipped the body bag, just as she turned to be greeted by the presence of the mortician.

“Why do you still come by every single night to stare at that same damn body?”

“Why do you feel obligated to harass me every time I come over here, when I am in my given authority to shoot you if I feel its necessary?”

“Point taken.” The mortician laughed as he made his exit.

Kelly stood there for her normal time slot, evaluating the body, trying to figure how a damn head could just disappear without any trace.

It had to be foul play. Her best guess was that this woman distributed some kind of drug to her hostages that gave off the kind of effect that she had seen in the store and in the parents.

The body was pale and grey with the effect of icy death. Oddly enough, she had noticed a pentagram stenciled upon each of the woman’s nipples.

‘Rather odd.’ She thought.

Kelly gathered her notes and made her exit.

“Guess you’re off to another adventure.”

Kelly forced a smile.

“Shut up John! I’ll see you next week.”

John turned back to the TV with a grunt.

Minutes passed before the shadow lurking outside the window slowly crept its way thorough the creases of the window.

Once inside, it crept its way across the air until it settled itself outside of Behemoth’s coffin.

The shadow lifted itself and shot its way into her resting place.

Inside the coffin, the shadowy presence encircled Behemoth headless body, until the darkness fully covered Behemoth’s body.

Beneath the cover of the darkness, two fiery eyes slowly opened in spirals of rage.

John continued to watch his TV show with his feet propped up on his desk.

‘Easiest job in the fucking world’ he thought.

BOOM!

A loud explosion issued forth from Behemoths coffin, sending the metal latch crashing through his office window and into the wall, just inches from his eyes.

John slowly raised himself from the floor. What he saw made him cry out for his life.

“He saw a red headed woman who strangely resembled the corpse the detective was just examining.”

Her eyes were the color of hell!

“No!” He tried to run but she suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his head by the temples.

Behemoth began to suck her breath inward.

John began to scream as a small light began to issue forth from his eyes and mouth, seemingly being drawn into Behemoth.

Behemoth began to giggle once his soul was properly absorbed into her own energy.

“Wow! I really needed that.” She said to the now vacant eyed John, drooling onto the floor.

“Oh, don’t look so sad. I have something special for you.” Giggle.

Behemoth looked deeper into the man’s eyes and grabbed a hold of his very essence.

By the time she was done shaping him, he was nothing more than a drooling lump of naked man flesh jerking his cock and eating his own cum.

“Such a wonderful work of art you are!” Giggle

Dianna let out a sigh

She couldn’t wait for her shift to be over. John had made her come in early today because he had said he needed help.

‘Bullshit!’ She thought.

She knew the only thing he needed help with was his constant laziness or slacking on the job.

She couldn’t bring herself to complain though; it was extra money in her pocket for Grad School.

Dianna turned and walked out of the room once she was done with her notes, and made her way up into John’s office.

When she walked into his office she was stunned by what she saw.

“Oh my God! John?!”

Sitting on the floor directly in front of her, sat her boss, completely naked, drooling, and masturbating on the floor.

He looked like he had lost his mind.

She took a couple of more steps forward, and she immediately became aware of a presence to her side.

Dianna jumped and turned to look at a stunning redhead seemingly giggling at John.

She thought the redhead looked like a supermodel. She was beautiful.

Behemoth remained seated as she spoke.

“Now, that’s something you don’t see every day.” Behemoth giggled.

Dianna looked at the horny form of John, now spewing his seed high into the air.

She had to take a step back to avoid the blast.

“What happened to him?”

Behemoth finally stood up and walked over to Dianna, never taking her eyes off of her.

“Let’s just say little Johnny boy had an awakening as to his true place in the world.”

At that moment Dianna noticed the redheads eyes begin to swirl and change into colors in a matter of seconds.

Blue.

White.

Red.

Yellow.

Pink.

Over and over again Behemoth’s will began to exert itself over the helpless woman’s mind.

Dianna stood with glazed eyes, unable to think of anything but of how pretty the colors were.

Drool began to slowly work its way from her lips and down her chin until she stood in front of Behemoth, a smiling drooling mess.

“How pathetic you humans are.” Behemoth sighed.

“Nothing but a race of animals that God saw fit to carry a soul.”

Behemoth stepped behind the woman and caressed her ass.

“But by the time I’m done with the human race, chimpanzees’ will be higher on the food chain.” Giggle.

Behemoth stepped back in front of the smiling Dianna.

“But that’s exactly what you are isn’t it Dianna?”

Giggle.

“You’re nothing but a horny little chimp.”

Behemoth shot her hand forward until her palm rested on the woman’s forehead.

Dianna’s eyes rolled up into the back of her head as her body began to convulse.

Slowly a light blue light began to emit from Dianna’s eyes.

Giggle. “That’s it dear. Can’t you feel your intelligence receding? Can’t you feel your mind being overtaken by your body’s ancient desires? Let it happen.”

“Pretty soon you’ll be what humans were truly meant to be; an animal only good for fucking and eating.”

Giggle.

Behemoth lowered her hand and watched as the blue light began to extinguish from Dianna’s eyes.

Slowly Dianna began to blink.

And then, all at once she started to grunt. Yelling and jumping up and down like she was an ape.

“Uhhh! Uhhh! Eee! Ahhh!”

Behemoth eyes twinkled at the sight of the woman being reduced to an animal like state.

Dianna Started to pull at her clothes.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Dianna shrieked.

Giggle “Awww. Don’t know how to remove your clothes? Here, let me help.”

Behemoth gripped Dianna’s blouse and jeans and ripped them off in one tug.

She soon followed by ripping off her bra and panties until the grunting woman now stood naked.

Giggle.

Behemoth pointed to the drooling man still jerking his now swollen cock on the floor.

A puddle of his cum had now gathered underneath him.

“It’s a dick!” Behemoth smiled.

Dianna’s eyes seem to sparkle once she saw the object between the man legs.

Without hesitation she grunted and charged forward and impaled her now dripping pussy atop the man’s cock in one fluid motion.

Both of them started to buck wildly in crazed motions of humping and grunting.

Giggle. “There, just like it should be.”

Behemoth then vanished in an echo of giggles.

Tiffany and Dorothy stood beside Eve and Ethan watching the judging of Edwin.

Tiffany couldn’t believe that she was witnessing Angels in court.

She didn’t know what Edwin had done that had been so wrong.

‘Since he had saved Ethan and Eve, you would think that would be enough to be redeemed.’ Tiffany.

Gaghiel finally spoke his judgment.

His voice boomed.

“Edwin, before I carry out this judgment, is there anything you would like to say?

Edwin arose.

“No”

“Edwin, I know of your sacrifice for your last charge. I know of the abilities you have gained from journeying into exile. But what I don’t understand is, why you left us.”

Edwin lowered his head and took a breath.

He knew it would eventually come to this.

“I was in love with her, Gaghiel.”

A sudden gasp could be heard from within the chamber.

Gaghiel lowered his eyes.

“So, that is why… Brother, she was the savior of her generation. Her death prevented an entire war. She will not be forgotten.”

Tiffany could see a single tear roll down the cheek of Edwin.

“Brother, I know love is forbidden between angels and humans, but it was something that was meant to be. If it is Grace’s decision that I become Fallen from his grace; let it be Brother.

Gaghiel smiled.

“That is not his Grace’s decision. Your task is to join Eve and Ethan protecting Tiffany. For, I sense Behemoth has once again awakened, and I do not know what she has planned for the human race.”

“Will you accept?” Gaghiel asked.

Edwin didn’t hesitate.

“Yes, Brother.”

“Then it is by this judgment that Edwin remains in the eyes of his Grace and join in the task of protecting the child.”

Tiffany let out a sigh when Gaghiel called her a child.

‘I’m eighteen for goodness sake!’ she thought.

Gaghiel raised his hands to the angels looking on.

“This judgment has ended.”

“I am sorry I am unable to help you stop this demon, I already feel her power rising. I do not know what she has planned.” Gaghiel said.

He stood in front of Eve, Ethan, and Edwin.

Tiffany and Dorothy have since stepped aside.

“You forget Brother; I know this demon all too well.” Edwin said.

“That is why I chose you, Brother.”

“But you said her powers are increasing. Just because Edwin was able to defeat her last time doesn’t mean he will be able to again. I mean, she almost got to Eve.” Ethan said.

Eve lowered her eyes. She did not want to think about this.

It had been hard enough to accept that she wasn’t strong enough to fight off the demons effects.

It scared her to think of what Behemoth could turn her into.

Gaghiel cast a sympathetic look at Eve.

“That is a risk that you three will have to take.”

Eve spoke. “OK, what do we need to do to stop her.”

“There is another soul who is also needed to stop Behemoth. For this soul will need to be joined with Tiffany’s in order for Tiffany to unlock her powers. Only Tiffany will be able to banish the demon back into its realm.”

“But that’s where we went wrong last time. Behemoth was waiting for us when we arrived and kidnapped Samantha.” Edwin said.

“It is the only way. Without this soul, Tiffany will be left vulnerable.” Gaghiel said.

“But what if Behemoth gets to her before we do?” Ethan said.

“Then your task will be all the more dangerous.” Gaghiel said.

The three of them all stood in silence looking at Gaghiel. They all knew there was a chance they would fail.

Gaghiel brought his hand to his heart.

“You will not be able to return to the encampment until you either succeed or fail. May Grace shine upon you.”

Gaghiel then walked away into the encampment, leaving the three angels there to contemplate their strategy.

Tiffany had watched Gaghiel walk away from the three.

And now, Dorothy and she sat in silence looking at the three angels.

They both knew they would have to soon leave the safety of the encampment.

They could both somehow sense it.

Edwin, Eve, and Ethan began to walk over to the two.

“We have to leave.” Edwin said.

Tiffany and Dorothy both nodded.

“All right, let’s go.” Tiffany said taking Ethan’s hand.

At the same time Edwin’s judgment was taking place, Behemoth had broken into every major news station in the world and taken over their broadcasting.

In less than five minutes, she had rendered the staff of CNN, NBC, ABC, BBC, and FOX into grunting masses of humping flesh.

She was currently watching one former woman journalist taking it doggishly into her ass and sucking some guy’s dick.

The woman continued to moan around the dick in her mouth as the man behind her slammed his cock into her uncontrollably.

Another woman was so drained by Behemoth that all she was capable of was lying on her back, drooling from her mouth and pussy lips, as she fingered herself to orgasm after orgasm.

Moans and the smell of sex filled the air, and Behemoth still found she was unsatisfied.

She wouldn’t be satisfied until the entire human race was reduced to its primal self.

Behemoth could remember how long it had taken her to corrupt past generations. Traveling from place to place, it would take her years before the entire race was under her influence.

But now, it was so much easier.

Soon, all TV’s and electronic devices around the world would be overtaken by a broadcast that would reduce them to their most primal of selves, incapable of any thought or action except sexual fulfillment and survival.

Even the most innocent of souls would be overtaken by her madness.

The human race would be so drastically changed that they wouldn’t even have the intelligence of a monkey.

Giggle.

And all she had to do was press play, and her puppet show would begin.

Behemoth took one last look around herself to savior the moment.

And then, Behemoth pressed the button that would shape the world into her creation.

“Ashley! Time for breakfast.” Sandra called up the stairs to her eighteen year old daughter.

She walked into the kitchen and stood at the counter drinking a glass of orange juice.

Some news report just came on TV.

“Damn! I was hoping to get the traffic report.”

Sandra had mid length blonde hair. She was dressed in a business grey jacket with a professional looking grey skirt.

‘Who is this lady?’ Sandra thought as she stared at the redhead on the screen.

The woman didn’t appear to be saying anything.

Sandra wanted to turn it off, but she couldn’t bring herself to reach for the remote. She couldn’t bring herself to move.

Ashley walked into the room and sat at the dining room table and started to eat her cereal.

“Morning Mom.”

Seconds passed in silence.

“Mom?”

Ashley put down the spoon and looked past her mother to the TV; her eyes never left the TV.

Ashley sighed.

“So pretty…”

Ashley and Sandra didn’t realize what was happening. All they could do was stare at the pretty colors inside the pretty red head’s eyes. Little did they know, the more they stared at the screen, the more their minds were slowly being shut off and replaced with Behemoth’s suggestions.

Sandra let out a gasp of her own as she felt her pussy start to tingle.

Her hands both slowly started to rise up to her breast. She began to slowly rub and pinch her nipples.

Ashley soon followed, but one hand went into her panties and she began to rub her now wet pussy.

“Mmmmm.” Sandra and Ashley both began to undress. Once they were done they both stood looking at Behemoth on the TV.

By now, they were both plunging two fingers in and out of their juicy cunts, with their eyes wide open, absorbing Behemoth’s, and their new reality.

Emily rolled over and slowly opened her eyes.

Once she noticed the time, she threw the sheets off of her and sat up.

“Oh my God! Peter! Wake up!”

“What!?” Peter groaned.

“It’s 10:30! We’re going to be late!”

Emily got up and ran into the bathroom.

Peter sat up and looked at the clock.

“Fuck.” He rubbed his eyes as if trying to get the sleep out of them.

“Where’s the fucking remote?” He said to himself.

Once he found it he turned the TV on.

“What the fuck is this?”

Instead of the news, a hot redhead was on the TV just sitting in place.

“Is the TV broken?”

Peter got up and went over to the TV and started changing the channels, but the red head was on every one.

“What the--”

Peter didn’t finish, as he finally noticed the swirling colors spiraling inside the eyes of the woman.

He couldn’t say a word.

All he could do was stand there and feel himself slowly drifting away until all that remained was an empty mind for Behemoth’s message to fill.

Drool slowly started to dribble down his chin and his cock was already standing at attention.

He pulled down his boxers and started to jerk off.

It was then that Emily came out of the bathroom.

“Hey Peter, did you see--”

Emily was shocked. Here stood her husband Peter, madly jerking off his cock as if he was possessed.

“Peter…”

She walked over to him and couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

“Are you okay honey?”

He didn’t respond. It seemed like all of his attention was on the TV.

She looked at what he was watching and noticed the red head’s beautiful swirling eyes.

She couldn’t look away.

Her hand crept into her panties and to the quivering lips of her pussy.

She let out a sigh, as soon her mind began to submit to the mindlessness Behemoth’s will brought on.

Her drooling husband stood up with a grunt, and turned to her.

Emily’s vacant eyes drifted down to the rock hard cock pointing at her.

She knelt down on her knees and brought her mouth towards the dick until she was happily bouncing her head back and forth in mindless bliss.

Peters face twisted itself into a grin.

Forcefully he yanked Emily’s mouth off his cock, sending her falling onto her back.

He jumped on top of her and immediately found her pussy with his dick and began humping her in earnest.

“Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!” They both moaned.

The two formerly sane minded people let their thoughts drift away, until the only thoughts that remained in their heads were of the most primitive of Behemoth’s design.

They could no longer comprehend anything but the act of self pleasure and survival. They were at best, animals.

Somewhere in the now ever changing world, Behemoth let out a long series of cackling giggles. She could feel the power coursing through her.

All these souls, all these humans, were now hers.

Her pets.

Behemoth looked down into the streets from the tall building she was standing atop.

Everyone she could see was now fucking and drooling all over themselves.

Behemoths eyes pulsed a dark red and black.

Soon the world would be under her control, no one would be able to stop her.

She giggled at the thought of what she would do to the girl who called herself Tiffany.

“Soon…” Behemoth said.

“Soon, there will be no more waiting.”