[LNHY/ACRA] The Daily Super Short-Short Story #34
saxon.brenton at uts.edu.au
Mon Oct 11 04:00:12 PDT 2004
The Daily Super Short-Short Story #34
A Devil Came Down to Georgia 16
Last Time: St. Christopher explained to Martin about the dichotomy between
his Secret Origins as an Astrally Travelling Werewolf Crusader and one of
the Teenage Giant Halfbreed Fallen Angels, and assured him that despite
the lies of Damian the wondersock, that Jesus still loved him.
And thus having gotten through the touchy-feely story elements for
the time being, we can start heading back towards the deeply psychotic
Damian lay, curled like a viper over the still unconscious form of
the young seminary student. He wondered what he would do with his victim.
The boy was powerful - very powerful - and there was so much damage that
he could do with a meat puppet like that.
The evil sock thought back on how he had stumbled across this prize:
the travels with Murdock, his possession of TJ... Hmm, TJ - the mugger who
had been sexually maimed and left to bleed to death during Damian's
corruption of Martin. That gave him an idea...
There was a magical tradition - sometimes known as the Knife of
Klingsor in remembrance of the depraved black sorcerer of the same name
- of magical castration. The energies of the libido, when blocked from
carnal release, were redirected into magical might. Klingsor, of course,
had lost his manhood as punishment after being caught with the wife of a
King, and although he had later discovered that this had made him the most
powerful sorcerer of his age, the ill-will that he had borne to the rest
of humanity for being made 'smooth between the legs' had made him the
terror of southern Europe. Damian wondered if Martin's Nephilim abilities
could be boosted in the same way...
As the sock was pondering this, a worrying thought occurred to him.
Shouldn't the forces of Heaven or Hell be have come to investigate the
Becoming of a Teenage Giant Halfbreed Angel by now? Especially one with as
much potential as this one? Hurm. Surely the Bad Guys couldn't have become
*that* tied up with interference from meddling superheroes?
Martin stirred. Damian gave him an impassive glance and prepared his
next set of lies. He was taken by surprise when Martin sat up and grabbed
him in a crushing grip. Damian bit his hand. It didn't truly need to be a
hard bite - the sock had no fangs, and in any case the hand was still a
techno-organic scrapheap - but the sock reflexively enacted a magical
curse that 'injected' a powerful neurotoxin into Martin's body.
Martin screamed in pain as the neurotoxin began it's work, but did
not let go. "Servant of Satan, I reject you and all your works!" he
snarled as he tightened his grip.
"And what are you going to do? Crush me?" said Damian sarcastically.
"Better than that," said Martin as he prepared an idea that he'd had
for use against the boneless woollen fiend. With his other hand he formed
an infra-red laser pistol and began to burn him!
"Aiieeargh!" went the sock. Once again he cursed the growth of human
technology. There was a time when in order to match the power of the
wondersocks the monkey boys would have had to have learnt sorcery of their
own, and by the time they'd done that they were often ripe for corruption
anyway. These days even atheist materialists could get ahold of a weapon
capable of doing damage to a moderately powerful nightsider. Worse, the
situation was such that a sorcerous prodigy like Martin could take even a
basic knowledge of physics and combine it with his powers to get much the
In desperation Damian tapped much of his occult strength, detonating
an explosion that blew Martin's hand off and sent the boy impacting
against the far wall. The sock made his escape in the smoke and confusion.
Damian was cursing as he slithered out of the steam tunnels. Now he
would need to find some new meat puppet to use while he replenished his
strength and prepared another, more subtle approach to corrupting his
"Hail wondersock, evilest of footwear," someone greeted him formally
shortly after he emerged back above ground. "We have a proposition for you."
Tomorrow: Evil allies gather.
The Daily Super Short-Short Story series and the wondersocks created by
Arthur Spitzer, and used with belated permission.
The Teenage Giant Halfbreed Angels epithet for the Nephilim/Nephalim
cooked up by Andrew Perron.
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saxon.brenton at uts.edu.au
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