Raising It-666: The Teenage Beast

Walter Workmaster woke up. A quick glance around him, made him realise that something definitely abnormal was going on. The room's walls were bleeding profusely, It-666 was levitating above her bed talking gibberish and the three Angels were staring at her with an extremely worried expression upon their faces. He stood up immediately and tapped on Gabriel's shoulder, calling for his attention,
-I am sorry to break the news but aren't we meant to do something? Or shall you watch her like that with your mouth opened until you swallow a fly?
As soon as he stopped talking flies poured out of It-666 body in their thousands.
Gabriel and Raphael glanced angrily back at Walter, scolding him,
-Do not open your mouth when she is like that human, you are only going to spell trouble.
He shrugged his shoulders, repeated, before disobeying and directly addressing himself to the levitating girl,
-Then do something! We can't leave her like that. I bet she is as distressed as we are right now. It, this is Ground Control to Major Town, you are freaking us off a bit, Darling. The flies aren't very welcome in Gabriel's clinic too. You know, they are a bit unhygienic, you never know where their insects legs have been. Now, you should calm down and stop flying for a while.

Azryel looked at the human in desperation then muttered sarcastically,

-As if it will work, when she is talking to her Daddy right now.

Walter, giving a worried glance toward the Death Angel, replied with a questioning statement,

-That would be the big bad guy in Hell, I suppose? Then I wonder why you lot, are not reacting immediately.

The man pushed Az and Raphael out of his way to stand right below the levitating It-666 before pleading to her again,

-It, you must stop right now. It, my girl, whatever he is saying, it will be just words, just words, I promise you. The only one that can do something and act upon them is you, my girl, you and no one else. You have got full control of your actions. You are free to listen to who you want, but they can't dictate to you what to do. Always remember that, It, always, you are the only one responsible for your own actions.

It-666 fell to the ground, the wall stopped bleeding and the flies disappeared from the room. Dazed, in visible shock and shivering It came to Walter, knelt by him and cried. The man kneeling as well, offered his shoulder to the distressed teenager.
Walter Workmaster woke up. A quick glance around him, made him realise that something definitely abnormal was going on. The room's walls were bleeding profusely, It-666 was levitating above her bed talking gibberish and the three Angels were staring at her with an extremely worried expression upon their faces. He stood up immediately and tapped on Gabriel's shoulder, calling for his attention,

-I am sorry to break the news but aren't we meant to do something? Or shall you watch her like that with your mouth opened until you swallow a fly?

As soon as he stopped talking flies poured out of It-666 body in their thousands.

Gabriel and Raphael glanced angrily back at Walter, scolding him,

-Do not open your mouth when she is like that human, you are only going to spell trouble.

He shrugged his shoulders, repeated, before disobeying and directly addressing himself to the levitating girl,

-Then do something! We can't leave her like that. I bet she is as distressed as we are right now. It, this is Ground Control to Major Town, you are freaking us off a bit, Darling. The flies aren't very welcome in Gabriel's clinic too. You know, they are a bit unhygienic, you never know where their insects legs have been. Now, you should calm down and stop flying for a while.

Azryel looked at the human in desperation then muttered sarcastically,

-As if it will work, when she is talking to her Daddy right now.

Walter, giving a worried glance toward the Death Angel, replied with a questioning statement,

-That would be the big bad guy in Hell, I suppose? Then I wonder why you lot, are not reacting immediately.

The man pushed Az and Raphael out of his way to stand right below the levitating It-666 before pleading to her again,

-It, you must stop right now. It, my girl, whatever he is saying, it will be just words, just words, I promise you. The only one that can do something and act upon them is you, my girl, you and no one else. You have got full control of your actions. You are free to listen to who you want, but they can't dictate to you what to do. Always remember that, It, always, you are the only one responsible for your own actions.

It-666 fell to the ground, the wall stopped bleeding and the flies disappeared from the room. Dazed, in visible shock and shivering It came to Walter, knelt by him and cried. The man kneeling as well, offered his shoulder to the distressed teenager.