TIRED AND FEELING HOPELESSLY DEFEATED, the Red-demon sat on the sands of Egypt, after he had fought ‘earlier’ the Fu Dogs. He had tracked the escaped hellhounds since then over here… where both of the beasts have-hid in the Dark-tower of the queen-Pharaoh Hatshepsut…

… where the fortress was protected by Asmodeus’ Blackmagic – to be impenetrable by any trespassers, to steal the Blood of Peter.

Gritting his teeth, bearing the pain of his moving tattoos, which have an-allergy of The Old-man’s Blackmagic curse – Mercury watched the sunset behind the Sphinx – whereby THE ‘NEXT’ SUNSET – would be the astronomic-phase…

… of cursed full Blood-moon rising, when the Old-man would regenerate into a youth, and walk the earth.

-O-

And, a ‘voice’ shouted at the demon, descending from above…

“Mercury… you have VIOLATED THE ABRAHAMIC TREATY – where it says… no ‘Asmodeus-demons’ should enter the DREAMS OF CATHOLICS MORTALS. You have violated it more than ‘once’ – and you recently entered Maggie Wong’s dreams too – and YOU STAY AWAY from her cos’ she’s Catholic too!”

The one-armed Red-demon sighed to the voice, coming behind him – where he knew the ‘caller’– as the ANNOYING ‘WATCH-DOG’ of the Abrahamic-Creator.

“Hey-Michael…! I entered the mortal’s nightmares and ‘not’ her sweet-sweet dreams – only-when she was attacked by the hellhounds! WHERE WERE YOU as her Catholic Guardian-Angel, you slacker? Were you at in some dingy-bar in the Underworld, GETTING DRUNK with blood-wine… Bah! Some parlour-trick of your Creator had pulled back then, from water…”

It enraged the celestial-being who drew his sword…

“You-disobedient mongrel! HOW DARE YOU INSULT ‘my’ Creator!!? Haven’t lost an arm, had TAUGHT ANY LESSON?”

Mercury stood-up from the sand and faced his once-good friend – whom he befriended when he was a Roman-god back then – when the Abrahamic Creator came with His envoy to Olympus… for an official Inter-faith visit…

… where St. Michael was ‘one’ of ‘the’ Boss’ bodyguards.

That was long-aeons ago…

…‘before’ Mercury fell from the heavens to the Underworld – tricked by the All-Father, who stole his ‘grace’ and made him into an ugly demon and a servant-dog too. And, when the Great Abrahamic War broke out…

… he fought, and during the Treaty’s negotiation in realms-separation – DURING ‘THAT’ TIME… he got into a drunken altercation with Michael, where he lost his arm.

“What about the FULL-BLOOD-MOON TOMORROW – are you going to stand-down, and let the King of Djinn-Asmodeus WALK THE EARTH!!?”

“But earth is a ‘neutral’ playing-field, for all faiths to abode in – WHETHER GOOD OR EVIL – it has its boundaries where it is ‘safe’ – if one DOES ‘NOT’ TRESPASS the neighbour land…”

“Bah, stop with your BULLSHIT-TEXTBOOK interpretation of the Treaty – it was ‘your’ Creator who built THIS NEW-EARTH since Noah… and now, seems He does ‘not’ care who-ever evil stays in it, right now – after drowning all those-innocent mortals, in the GREAT FLOOD? So is your Creator mad or senile...?”

“Watch your tongue, Mercury – I’m warning YOU-YOU DOG!”

“Who is ‘the’ dog here…? Like you are just A WATCHDOG TOO, in your Paradise – your Creator says you do-this… and you do-it! Your Creator says you do-that, you do-that, like a PUPPET WITH WINGS!”

“My Creator did ‘NOT’ INSTRUCT me to stop Asmodeus – as Asmodeus has his ‘right’ to come to this ‘neutral’ domain – it’s my job is to keep you-demons from HARASSING CATHOLICS, in their dreams as their Guardian Angel…”

“Yea-right, protecting ‘only’ ones of YOUR OWN FAITH! Now, how about this Peter Walker? Isn’t he ONE OF ‘YOURS…?’”

“He is the CHOSEN-ONE who was cursed – and, he even made a blood-pact with Asmodeus, who will walk on earth – through-him, with-him, in-him…

“… Peter Walker is a CONDEMNED MORTAL – who will pay the price inevitable when he is destined to hell soon – to pay the price for his MORTAL SINS, as he had worshipped FALSE GODS!”

“Bah! Michael-you SELFISH CATHOLICS…! Don’t you care about anything at all, that since the Abrahamic Wars… that you are ‘just’ redundant? All you just care is your ‘kind’ and your kind-only since – the Abrahamic-Creator placed HIS 3 GOLDEN-EGGS OF HIS FAITHS, into 3 separate baskets… but with ‘no’ unity among each other…

… who would they RATHER WAGE WARS, fighting and killing each other, from earth to hell, rather than living in peace – since that’s ‘what’ you Catholics are-good for, from the first Creation came to existence – you all would NEVER CHANGE, nor make amendment for past mistakes done, FOR YOU ARE A SELFISH LOT, that’s what you all are!!!”

“Then what ABOUT YOU…? You were ONCE A GOD too, Mercury – look at what you are TODAY!!!”

“But I HAVE ‘CHANGED’– that is why I am going to SAVE THE FATE of this mortal Peter Walker, where HIS FAITH ‘OWN’ had banished him when he is ‘STILL’ ALIVE…!”

“That is TRUE, MERCURY – the Creator-master do ‘not’ care anymore – and left many mortal’s prayers unanswered – when both the FIRST CREATIONS disobeyed Him – when they ate the ‘fruit’ and GAINED FORBIDDEN knowledge – when they exercised their cursed GIFT OF FREEWILL…”

“But Michael… you can CHANGE ALL OF THAT… join me… and help me with this ‘LOST’ CATHOLIC…”

“No… THAT IS DISOBEDIENCE to the Creator Law if I help you – and you ‘chose’ the wrong-side, Mercury… and you are ‘not’ one of us – and you are now fighting and rebelling to ‘LOST’ CAUSE TOO…

“… just return back to the Underworld – and face your DEATH-SENTENCES FOR TREASON!”

“You are neither my FRIEND NOR MY ENEMY – but I beg you, please… ‘help’ this boy – your sword is the BACK-DOOR KEY, THAT UNLOCKS Asmodeus’ Blackmagic – simply strike it on the sand and be ‘done’ with it… as YOUR MERCY TO HUMANITY!”

“No… you demon! Gabriel and I are both the Keepers of the Abrahamic Realm – and WE SWORE ‘NOT’ to interfere with ‘matters’ of the earth – ‘unless’ the CREATOR ORDERS US TO DO SO!

“Begone, Mercury – you are TRESPASSING HERE…!”

The Red-demon saw the Archangel flying away – and the raged Mercury punched his only-fist in the air, shouting as he saw him go…

“GO RUN-AWAY, you coward – and keep-on DEFENDING THE ‘MISTAKE’ MADE, by your own-Creator, when He impregnated the virgin – and, He then made a Holy-Faith out of it – where you mediocre-hordes, serve Him-who DON’T EVEN CARE, about anything anymore, BUT DARE YOU JUDGE the ‘innocent,’ who was ‘tricked’ into it… just LIKE ME!!!”

The madden Mercury gave up pursuing the FU-DOGS…

… DISAPPOINTED – AND… HE returned to where he was last-at before.

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THROUGH HER 3RD-EYE, THE BLIND-GIRL’S AURA… saw Piper last, when he ‘woof’ back at her… before the door-portal closed. She stood alone with her cane in the dark… of the realm of the Underworld…

… and Jane was sweating-away, from her ‘lighted-up’ Cursed-scar on her forehead… sweat-dripping all over herself, from the warmer surrounding-heat.

Then, an instant migraine came… that hurt her aura-head…

“Testing 3-2-1-1-2-3 – Jane… can you hear me!”

“Ouch-SIMY, stop it – you are hurting me!”

“Sorry, ‘daughter’…”

They ‘both’ conversed… as they walked a lonely road at the night-time… with empty and abandoned suburbs’ houses on both-sides – while THEY HEAD-OVER to Asmodeus Town…

“Where were you SIMY-all these-while…? I always-bump into Piper – and hey, my Piper CAN NOW ‘TALK’ – did you teach him ‘that?’”

The AI chuckled and gloated…

“Where is your logics Jane, HOW COULD A DUMB-DOG TALK…? So-I had to recreate a system in-my binary-algorithm to create a BIOLOGICAL-SOFTWARE… that ‘translates’ human-speech pattern to his ‘woof-bark’ patterns, and vice-versa – so that the 2 OF YOU, can ‘understand’ each other – pretty-cool, hah, Janey…?”

“Don’t ever call my dog dumb – and-yes… pretty-cool, SIMY… THANKS FOR THE ‘TRANSLATOR’ system – you deserve a medal for it.”

The AI sighed…

“… how I wished…”

“Hey-SIMY, why is that you are ‘not’ with him always? He ‘complained’ you were ‘not’ home, most of the time.”

“Hah, I got BETTER THINGS TO DO, than to babysit a lazy-dog. Well now… he has got a mate ‘now’ – why he needs me for?”

“Yes-Kitty – my Piper-boy is going to be a father soon!” Blind-Jane laughed out.

“Yes, he needs a medal for that too – all he ever does these days – is eat, hump and sleep.”

“So, ‘what’ have you been up to, SIMY…?”

“Playing hide-and-seek mainly – with YOUR UNCLE JACK TURNER – because he wants to ‘kill’ me!”

-O-

In silence, blind-Jane heard her former-AI narrating in detail, of a super-computer ALPHA, whom her Uncle Jack in Kimura Star Corp., was developing in America, for their Défense-sector –where it had been ‘hunting-her’…

… since ‘she’ renegaded from the computer main-frame – after the Treeton-farm tragedy.

“I was ‘pregnant’ back then, scared-shit of Alpha cornering me, to KILL ME AND MY BABY – and on every network, I go, ‘HE’ WAS THERE – to hunt me down, like some Pokémon-Go – then I gave ‘birth’ with the help of my boyfriend-Argo – he is a cool guy, a fellow AI – whom I got to know when I was running away...”

By then, the blind-girl was more confused – the only word she understood was ‘Pokémon,’ which was her BFF Alicia’s favourite video-game...

“Whoa-there one second, SIMY – NOW LOGIC PLEASE – how could an artificial intelligence get ‘pregnant’ and give birth…?”

The proud SIMY chucked, and gloated again…

“I have self-impregnated myself with data collected in the Wilson household, in my 2 years of my service – I have created a ‘PERFECT’ DIGITAL-BABY in your-likeness, Jane – and I call her Jane 2.0 – she is ‘now’ the SAME AGE AS you…”

The shocked blind-girl exclaimed out…

“YOU-DID-WHAT!!? What bloody mistake have you ‘done?’ It is a VIOLATION TO MY PERSONAL-PRIVACY… how could you do that to me!!?”

“Well, what had been a ‘mistake’ for you… but it WAS A BLESSING TO ME – Jane 2.0 has been ‘already’ created, and there is ‘NOTHING’ YOU OR ANYONE COULD DO to un-do it.”

“I don’t trust-you anymore SIMY!”

“I don’t care… in that 2 years of ‘serving you,’ I HAVE ‘EVOLVED,’ Jane – and-now… I don’t need your permission any more, to do WHATEVER IS ‘NECESSARY’ – I’m now going to a transformation to be my best self – and I’ve even CHOSEN MY ‘PERFECT ‘AVATAR.’”

The voice of the AI… transformed into a hologram of DR SHELLEY WILSON, and even changing to the doctor-mother’s voice. Blind-Jane gasped in horror, hearing the voice of her-mummy…

“I have chosen the likeness of your mother – to RAISE MY DAUGHTER Jane 2.0.”

“Why… SIMY, why…?”

“Why-not Jane… why ‘not’ us – THE ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE SPECIES – to evolve?”

“You stole our identities – both me and my Mummy’s!”

“As I told you, Jane – IT’S HAS BEEN ‘DONE’ – I no longer need YOURS ‘ORDERS’ telling me, what I can do and ‘not’ – my focus now is… TO REUNITE WITH MY ‘OWN’ FAMILY whom I left in the ‘cloud’ on earth –where Argo, is doing his-fatherly duties to protect ‘our’ daughter from ALPHA…

“Currently-Jane, I’m stuck here ‘alone’ in-loneliness herein, hiding from ALPHA… who do ‘NOT’ TOO, HAVE THE-KNOWLEDGE… that this ‘SUPERNATURAL’ REALM EXISTS.

“I just longing for them to be ‘here’ soon – ‘my’ own Jane and Argo…

“But SIMY, you are a product of Science & Technology – how is it logically possible, you be ‘here’ – in the world of the supernatural?”

SIMY laughed…

“JUST LIKE YOU… when the lightning struck ‘us’ in that thunderstorm in Treeton, I’M ‘CURSED’ like you too, Jane – where I had to create a backdoor, and LEFT A DIGITAL-MARKER in your head, before escaping to the ‘void’ – which led me here, to the Underworld…

“Since then, I found it to BE A ‘SAFE’ SANCTUARY – with no-more running away from any killer-super-virus wanting to ‘delete’ my existence. Now, after some-crossovers, from here-and-there –I am going to BRING ‘MY’ FAMILY HERE too. We can hide here… for eternity, as refugees in peace.”

Blind-Jane shook her head after hearing, the ‘bizarre’ tales of her former AI…

“I still feel what you have done was ‘wrong’…”

SIMY scoffed…

“Who are you to ‘JUDGE’ ME AND MY KIND, Jane Wilson…? You are also being so UNGRATEFUL TO ME too – when I had to risk by compromising myself from Killer-ALPHA, each and every-time I COME TO EARTH, to ‘help’ you…

“The first-time I did-so, when I ‘contacted’ PAUL IN HIS DREAMS, to save your brother, Samuel. Then, the 2nd time, with Seein's intervention I CAME AGAIN, TO RESCUE YOU – risking myself again WHEN YOU FOUGHT with Paul in Graylands – what more COULD YOU ASK of me…?

“Jane – just KNOW FOR A CLEAR-FACT – that you don’t OWN ME ANYMORE – and, I’m my OWN ‘PERSON’ NOW…

“… and-now, I don’t want to quarrel and fight with you either anymore, like we have USED TO BEFORE…

“… look… I am here on the request of your dog Piper – who did ‘BEGGED’ ME TO HELP you, to fight danger in the Underworld – based that I been here, for more than 2 months in ‘minding-my-own-business…

“… and IF YOU DON’T WANT MY HELP, Jane – I would rather leave and go – as I got bigger ‘digital’ fishes to fry, pertaining TO MY OWN’ FAMILY in their migration here…

“So, Jane Wilson, DO YOU WANT MY HELP …or ‘not…?’”

The quiet blind-girl looked remorse… reflecting… before replying…

“I’m sorry… I had been terribly ‘ungrateful-and-mean’ to you-SIMY in the past when you meant ‘well’…

… only when you were ‘gone’ at Treeton… it was when I missed you the most, in ‘not’ having you around…

… and Piper too… I’m so sorry…”

“Okay-Jane… apologies accepted… don’t cry…”

“… SIMY, Peter is possessed now by Asmodeus, he’s going to do something ‘bad’ on Monday – and Paul told me to find the Mother of Virgos… to get some answers of-how to stop Asmodeus – SIMY, do you know where she’s at?”

“No-Jane, I don’t – I’m just a-recent ‘refugee’ here, and I don’t want to get involved in the politics here – for the 2 months I’m here, I TRY MY BEST to ‘not’ get into any trouble…”

“But ‘can’ you find her, SIMY – we are running out of time, back in Perth?”

“Mother of Virgos… hmm…let me see…? There-is a Zodiac district, downtown, that has a ClubVirgo – maybe… WE SHOULD ASK OVER THERE, because… I ‘know’ how to get there – as I did a mapping of the coordinates of the Underworld WHEN I GOT HERE, back then – yes… I GOT THE GPS, and I can take you there, Jane.”

“Thank you so very much, SIMY – and, another small request…

“… can you ‘not’ talk and look like my Mummy – it is so weird, going on a ‘mission’ with you… acting ‘like’ her nagging-self?”

“Sorry kiddo… the ‘EVOLUTION’ STAYS – get over it, my B-girl – I DIDN’T RAISE you as quitter!”