I can not believe that this impetuous, over-pampered and carnally-minded simpleton actually picked up that phone call…
I swear by the throne of Jehovah, I will kill him first chance I get.
Ring… Ring… Ring… Ring…
“… I kept hoping that you’d pick up one day…”
“Uhmmmm… Yeah… I was conflicted.”
“Because of what I am?”
“What are you exactly?”
“I could show you…”
More nervous laughter… “Where are you exactly?”
“Here.” She answered from behind him.
I kept watch over him. He could not see me, but she could.
From that day they were inseparable. That day in which he had unwittingly summoned her by accepting her ‘hello’ from’ the other side’. They talked a lot. Very often. He was a very curious soul.
He was exactly thirty three years, three months, three days, three hours, three minutes and three seconds old when he (unfortunately) stumbled upon the ability to ‘summon’.
I confronted her one night when he was asleep. I was after all his protector. In righteous indignation I insisted on being told her plans.
She knew that I had the power to translate her spirit back into the abyss. I am holy and righteous. Maybe that is why she demurely replied me in almost suspicious humility.
She told me that she loved him.
“But you are a succubus, a demon!” I recall blurting out.
She then reminded me about the time the sons of God took for themselves wives of the sons of men. And how they cohabited in love and harmony ever after. It was their offspring that became unruly, not the abominable anomaly.
I can not believe that I am admitting this, but she was right.
I immediately summoned Headquarters for wisdom; and reinforcements were expeditiously despatched. The Company clearly considered this client untouchable. He was the apple of someone’s eye. He was clearly special and the beloved of someone important.
We watched as ABIKU taught him great mysteries. She revealed ancient Truths and Verities that he clearly hungered for. She showed him the treasures of darkness and the hidden riches of secret places. He inevitably became very rich and prosperous speedily. He practically rode the high places of at least two worlds.
She was plump, shapely and comely. The human vessel she chose was as he found pleasing. She inexplicably favored him for his warmth and meekness. Under our surveillance, she metamorphosed into human (female) tendencies of jealousy, tears and domestication.
They were under no illusions about who and what she was, and yet they proceeded to know each other carnally. Because of her default (basic) existence and office, they copulated often, and with reckless abandon. Succubi are carnal like that. She was extremely pleased with him. They were in love.
It has been a decade now. Their unholy liaison is now confirmed by the presence of a ruddy, cheeky and naughty lad. ABIKU is a mother.
My name is Chrioni. I am the messenger of Yahweh; (The Alpha and The Omega, The First and The Last, Holy of Holies, Jehovah.)
I am the head guardian angel primarily assigned to this mortal, and then to his family.
The situation has all of us messengers befuddled. And from the murderous looks of the demons snarling and hissing constantly at ABIKU, her kind are incensed beyond belief.
We are all watching and waiting.