Shattering Humanity-Chapter 356: An Art Project
"The kingdom of heaven is like treasure, buried in a field, that a man found and reburied. Then in his joy he goes and sells everything he has and buys that field.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls. When he found one priceless pearl, he went and sold everything he had and bought it.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a large net thrown into the sea. It collected every kind of fish, and when it was full, they dragged it ashore, sat down, and gathered the good fish into containers, but threw out the worthless ones. So it will be at the end of the age. The angels will go out, separate the evil people from the righteous, and throw them into the blazing furnace, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." -Matthew 13:44-50
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Wilson gets in the driver’s seat and turns to the cloak wearing witch next to him while Nomad slowly lays tiny Buzz down in the back seat.
Wilson: "So Madame DæMon, where are we going? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
North I presume?"
While Nomad hops into the back bed of the truck and taps twice, Wilson starts the truck while an echoing *VVRRRROOOOOOM!*
MamMon DæMon(snickers): "No, no. Whichever way you all came from, head in that direction, we need to pick up ’the others’ I told you about earlier."
Wilson can’t change the shift quick enough and floors it out the city through the overarching opening in the surrounding brick wall. Nomad almost falls out the back but manages to grab on.
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With SeiõrSnow falling on and around them, at the base of Mount Morta, the eleven captives who were freed by MaMmon DæMon look out in the distance in shock.
About half a mile away, where they all had ran away from, the entire prison, and the foundation it was on, has disappeared along with the chunk of the island it was stationed.
Everything and everyone, now floating to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.
MaMmon DæMon: "And that, my dear sheep, is just a fraction of my complete power."
The group turns around to see their savior DæMon has appeared out of thin air.
Beside her is the gigantic cowboy, closed eyed Cassidy and slung over his shoulder is the unconscious young black haired, purple eyed girl who was also captured by the rouge cowboys, but stayed behind with MaMmon to unwillingly be gifted a symbiote eye transfer.
Along with them, is a badly beaten blonde man and a missing middle finger on his right hand. The man presumably referred to by the Old Norse witch as ’Holliday’.
He also has both of his eyes closed along with Cassidy.
Holiday: "Can-Can we open our eyes, my angel?"
MaMmon has a clearly pissed off expression by being called a man’s angel. Her eyebrow twitches, but she keeps her cool long enough to relax, yet answers through gritted teeth.
MaMmon DæMon: "Yes. You may."
She mutters lowly underneath her breath as so none of her subjects can hear her.
MaMmon DæMon: "You’re so lucky I don’t tear those damn eyes out of your sockets.
Because of Skalmönd’s final SeiõrSpell, I don’t know where you got them from, since males aren’t born with them, but I will find out, you ’art project’ of a human."
On command, Cassidy opens his large, sad teal blue eyes and looks around at the scared faces looking up at him.
A bead of sweat rolls down his face while watching the people he was responsible of imprisoning, cowering in fear of him.
But suddenly, the blonde haired man steps in front of him and the group calms down.
Standing in front and staring back at the small intimidated crowd is the bright, pink, joyous eyes of Holliday.
Holliday: "Aye now, I know he’s got the cap on, with the patch, and the past reputation,...and the scary demeanor,...and a passed out lass on his shoulder..."
The jokester begins to realize he isn’t helping and metaphorically backpedals.
Holliday: "...But ’big jug’ here is on our side now.
Ain’t that right, ’Beef Jerky’?"
Without an answer the giant of a man scowls at the nickname, but not helping his own case as the eleven past slaves shrink once again.
Being the saving grace to the voice of reason, MaMmon steps back in making all heads turn to her.
MaMmon DæMon: "The Joker there tells the truth, my sheep."
The ’sheep’ have turned to their shepherd. She has her hood back over her head, and her arms outstretched.
No longer covered in her mystical SanguineSoulSeiõrShield, but standing underneath the bright moonlight.
MaMmon DæMon: "I must say goodbye to you all, for in a moment I shall leave you, but I also shall not go anywhere."
The cryptic wording makes her new followers tilt their heads and look at one another.
MaMmon DæMon: "A riddle, yes, but for faith to be found it must first be hidden. Am I wrong?
Once you have understood my power, let others know of my name, MaMMon DæMon."
There is a loud *HONK* that comes from behind the group and everyone turns to see a set of highbeams from the truck Wilson, Nomad, and Buzz are in.
The vehicle comes to a screeching halt and Nomad hops out of the back bed of the truck.
Nomad: "Everyone!"
Next comes Wilson from the driver’s seat, not even remembering to close the door behind him, he sprints over and is met with the relief hugs from the small squad of individuals.
Still sitting in the passenger side, front seat MamMon sees her identical twin sister and the crowd crosses in between the two, once they have cleared passed, the smiling MaMmon is no longer seen.
The DæMon still in the passenger seat closes her blue eyes and chuckles to herself while alone in the truck.
MamMon DæMon: "This is going to be oh so fun, Sis."
Back outside the armored vehicle, both Wilson and Nomad spot Holliday at the same time and the three grow huge smiles as they run to embrace each other.
Nomad & Wilson: "Holliday?!"
Holliday: "Oi!
You guys just couldn’t let me die, could ya?!
Haha, I love the lot of ya!
Where is the little mechanic that helped arrange yer escape?"
Nomad thumbs back towards the truck where Buzz is still out cold.
Nomad: "She’s still in the ’EV’ with the woman who helped us escape those enemies chasing us."
Holliday’s pink eyes get wide upon hearing the news.
Holliday: "A woman did ya say?
That’s an outright coinky-dink!
So we’re we!"
He turns around and sees the blonde in the Money Tree cloak has vanished.
Holliday: "Where did she-?"
Also just noticing her disappearance is Cassidy, but once the passenger side door closes to the armored vehicle, all the saved people stand once more in silence and amazement.
MamMon has stepped out of the truck and is standing with her matching cloak to her sister’s.
Cassidy’s eyes widen and Holliday’s mouth drops, both understanding the fact, this creature isn’t a natural human.
The smug smile of the DæMon stays on her face as she struts over towards Cassidy.
Holliday: "She truly is an angel..."
MamMon stops at the large man she has to look up towards.
MaMmon DæMon: "I shall take her back with me personally, if you don’t mind."
Without hesitation, Cassidy does as he’s told, and with one hand grabs the back of the half dress woman’s torn clothing and hands her over to the stronger blue eyed being.
MamMon DæMon: "Thank you."
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[Sanpaku Cafeteria]
While everyone is sitting at their respective division tables, Princess Rebekah is at the end of the Izanami table. The adorable little girl with an alien symbiote in her left eye socket, is drawing on construction paper.
She has glue and sparkles available along with a variety of markers to choose from.
Sitting in between her and the ever feasting TayTay, is Sol.
The beautiful, dark skinned "Mama" to the oversized glutton looks at the pint sized princess to her left.
Sol: "Whatchya drawing, little lady?"
Princess Rebekah: "Mama asked me if I could make her a sign for the armory room."
Sol takes a peek at the half done craft project with a confused expression, but shakes her head and watches the young artist finish her work.
Princess Rebekah sprinkles some glitter on the art project and lightly taps it once on the table. Her bright heterospecies eyes glow in excitement, she shows it to Sol and the sweet young lady clasps her hands together.
Sol: "Oh it’s so cuuute!"
The satisfied little princess hops up and runs down to the other end of the Izanami table where her mother is.
Sol(thinking): *What the Hell kind of name is that?!*
She releases a sigh before catching TayTay stuffing his face.
Down at the other end of the Izanami table, Princess Rebekah runs up and distracts her mother’s attention.
Princess Rebekah: "Mama! Mama! Look!"
The DaeMon crouches down and is handed the new sign to the armory and storage room to Sanpaku.
Her eyes turn into stars and she hugs her daughter, cheek to cheek.
Laban DaeMon: "It’s perfect, Sweetie!"
Princess Rebekah: "Haha! Thank you, Mama!"
Laban DaeMon: "Let’s go hang this up right now!"
