Lost on Earth or Fateful Love

By Lily Alex

Can angels and demons fall in love and act like ordinary people?

This is a romantic thriller about love adventures of angels, demons, and humans in the "real" life.

Can Love bring happiness or problems and troubles only?

This is a romantic story. If you do not believe in strong feelings, do not read it.

But this also is an action-filled book that will capture your attention until you finish reading.

What if your loved one was brutally murdered?

This book contains cruel events, strong language, violence, some sexual situations. It is just like real life after all.

In this fantasy story Love and loss, miracles and actions are tied together. In this book no sin goes without a punishment, however, no prayer goes without a response. All the time the heroes have to make their choice.

She wants him, she gets him, she loses him, she wins him. He can not control her.

These are a few love stories. The heroes love and help each other, they are brawling and fighting, they split up and make up, they are ready to die for each other, and even death can not separate them.

Evil is interminable, but Love always wins!
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 11, 2001
• ISBN: 9781469112763

Lily Alex

Lily Alex was born in 1969. She started to read when she was four. She preferred to read classical romantic literature, modern fantasy tales, and stories about animals. She got married in 1988, and in 1991 Lily gave birth to a girl.

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Copyright © 2000 by Lily Alex.

Library of Congress Number: 99-91959

Edited by Glen Evans

Cover Illustration by Olga Chervetsova

All scripture quotations are from New World Translation of the Holy Scriptures Watch Tower Bible Tract Society. 1984

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I will be forever grateful for the invaluable assistance of Glen Evans, without whom this book would never have materialized.

I also wish to extend my thanks to Tanya Dmitrovsky, Cornelia Ziga, Lina Averbuh, Sharon Peters, and Bill Cowan for their help.

I dedicate this book to my wonderful family.

Contents

FOREWORD

THE OPENING

BY A.S. GILES

PART ONE

LOSS

CHAPTER ONE:

THE MEETING

CHAPTER TWO: THE SCANDAL

CHAPTER THREE: THE NEW ATTEMPTS

CHAPTER FOUR: THE

KIDNAPPING

CHAPTER FIVE: LOVE AND PUNISHMENTS

CHAPTER SIX: THE DISCOVERY

CHAPTER SEVEN: THE ORDEALS

PART TWO

TOGETHER

FOREWORD

CHAPTER ONE: AT HOME

CHAPTER TWO:

WORK, LIFE, REST

CHAPTER 3:

BATS AND VIRUSES

CHAPTER FOUR:

TRUTH

CHAPTER FIVE:

LOVE AND FIGHT

chapter six: a fork in the road

EPILOGUE

GLOSSARY

FOREWORD

This story is a Romantic story at first. If you do not believe in strong feelings, do not read it. Brief reminder of all the characters at the end of the book. And, please, REMEMBER! If some heroes in this story say something that can be taken as offensive, it was made to show their opinions, not mine! I love you, people, and I wish you to enjoy reading it.

Sincerely, Lily Alex

THE OPENING

BY A.S. GILES

A Knight’s ballad

I have traveled the ascent to which you aspire.

I have seen the sights your eyes will behold.

I have heard your sounds of passion, suffering, and laughter.

I have scented the aroma of life that you will inhale.

I have held the dreams that your soul will embrace.

I have felt the sting of unrequited love and the imprisonment of

an empty cell.

My face seeks the warmth of your smile.

My heart holds the memory of the tender touch of a child.

My arms reach for the comfort of your loving touch, and feel the

aching of your absence.

Your eyes show the turmoil and serenity of your soul.

The sound of your breath echoes in my dreams.

When you smile, my spirit rejoices in your laughter.

When you weep, I taste the salt of your tears,

As we walk, I delicately hold your hand.

When you move ahead, I quicken my pace to keep you in sight.

We will pass. We will meet. We will exchange.

Actions and thoughts will come from body, mind, spirit, and

soul.

We will seek elegance, poetry, and spontaneous delight.

We will find smiles, laughter, banter, friendship and love.

We will understand the meaning of desire.

We will know the charm, experience, and wisdom.

We will walk with humor, finesse, expression, and joy.

We will not forget sorrow, tender passion and attention.

Gentle kisses will not be rare.

We will be comfortable in our silent gaze,

and energized in our exploration of our language.

We will keep the memory and blessed gifts.

We will know the freedom and possibility of genuine friendship.

We will share. We will learn. We will grow.

Amid the noise, haste, and confusion of reality, we will touch.

This is our past, our future and our eternity.

From this moment, we will never be the same.

We are wise. We are foolish.

We have begun. We have arrived.

We are lonely. We are not alone.

As you greet the sunrise, turn from the sunset, and live the hours

of light in between,

You will think of me, and know that someone loves you.

We are gentle. We are fierce.

We are strong. We are weak.

We are open. We are reluctant.

We are guilty. We are innocent.

We know love. We know fear.

We are vocal. We are silent.

We are patient. We are anxious.

We are free. We are bound.

We are searching. We are lost.

We are found.

PART ONE

LOSS

CHAPTER ONE:

THE MEETING

Robert Noirson

It was the usual charity benefit and Robert Noirson was bored.

* * *

As the Son of the Devil he could have such fun as no human being could have. But appearing as a respectable businessman, Noirson had to follow the general rules.

Robert was pretending to be an ordinary man, and only hisclosest partners and servants knew his real status.

* * *

Forty-two years old, Robert Noirson was taking part in this benevolent arrangement, and it was not for the first time, so he knew the entire event thoroughly. Some speeches, some performances, he would write a check. Reporters would then take some pictures.

Easy, usual, boring. Robert tried not to yawn. He was the Beast, a wild animal, and only the Power of his father made him look like a man. This was why he did not understand the most of human entertainment and he watched the gymnastic performance with indifference.

But finally the leading girl attracted his attention; he liked her stern self-confidence. Her face looked familiar. Platinum blonde, she had strange kaleidoscopic eyes. They always seemed to be changing color, depending on her mood, from transparent gray when she was depressed, through to blue when she felt happy, to aqua and almost green when she was angry.

Miniature yet toned as all gymnasts are, she was moving with hidden energy. She was like a genie in a bottle, and Robert Noirson got interested: Who’s the girl in the green track-suit?

It’s Maria Jablonskaia, Mary J. Father Frank smiled. Our pride and joy. She could be a professional gymnast, but the poor girl has no ambitions!

Everybody has ambitions, Robert retorted derisively. Just in different walks of life. Could you introduce me to her?

Sure, Mr. Noirson! Mother Augusta joined them. Mary is a good, obedient girl.

Obedient, eh? Robert screwed up his eyes. "How obedient?"

Well, Father Frank laughed nervously. A little.

But Robert showed no interest in this subject any more.

Mary Jablonskaia

Mary finished her part and looked at her tutors. She saw that they were talking and casting glances at her. Propping his chin up with his fist, Noirson was looking right at her.

Mary felt irritated. She had received offers from some rich men and even women a few times. Until today her intentional rudeness had kept them at bay.

But Mary had a lot of troubles. Her tutors urged her to accept those offers, and even punished her when she refused. Mary was worried that it was going to happen again.

Father Frank waved her over.

Mary, let me introduce you to Mr. Robert Noirson.

Hello, Mary said through clenched teeth. "How’s your wife?"

She’s okay, Robert smiled admiringly. He stretched out his arm.

Sorry, Mary’s face was stern. My hands are clammy and covered with talc.

It’s okay, Robert kept his arm stretched out. You’ve done a great job!

Mary sighed, stepped forward and clutched his hand.

Robert gasped and his face changed. Now he recalled where he had seen the same face before. Now he realized that he had been hooked.

Mary looked at him with amazement: I told you it’s disgusting!

She tried to pull her hand away, but Noirson did not release it. Robert understood that this girl had been made specially for him. He could not resist the charm of the Virgin Mary. Even if it was just a clone.

Would you be so kind?! Mary said harshly pulling her hand. Please, just let me go!

Mary! Mother Augusta gasped with indignation.

I need to talk to you. Robert watched Mary’s reaction.

I don’t wanna, she answered impudently. I’m tired and sweaty, I’d like to take a shower!

Mary, shame on you! Father Frank could not resist himself any more. You’re defaming our orphanage!

Mary’s face turned red and she looked down.

Hush! Robert uttered tenderly. "Don’t shout at the poor girl, she’s tired. Go, Mary, take a shower and come back. I really need to talk to you. Privately."

Mary’s heart broke. She hung her head and almost ran away. Near the exit door she looked back and saw Noirson writing a check.

All hope appeared lost.

The talk

Dispirited, Mary was sitting in the change room. All the other girls had already left and Mary was feeling all alone and defenseless like never before.

Mother Augusta came in: Are you sleeping?! Mr. Noirson is waiting for you!

I’m not going anywhere.

Mary! Father Frank shouted as he came inside. "You must go!"

I won’t go! Mary was shaking. I’m of age! You can’t force me! You can’t just sell me! It’s against the law! I’ll ask for help! Police, court, women’s organization . . . Be sure, I’ll find someone who will be able to protect me!

Dear girl! Mother Augusta glanced at Father Frank, knelt and hugged Mary. No one will sell you! Look, guess what? Mr. Noirson paid for you to live in building #7. Here is your card. The apartment, corridors, exit doors, even the gate can be opened only by a special card like this one. Security, free room service . . .

I can’t sell myself! Mary burst into tears.

Sh-sh-sh, baby! Mother Augusta was patting the trembling girl’s back. But you know, Mr. Noirson is rich enough to buy our whole orphanage and he has enough power to close it forever. You’re not an egoist, are you? You have to think about the other poor kids that we take care of. When your parents died, you were only three! Our orphanage raised you and you needed nothing! But now it’s time to pay us back!

I can’t believe it! Mary was panting. "You’re a nun! And you’re urging me to commit a sin!.

I’ll give you absolution! the eyes of Father Frank were shifty. I’ll take this sin on myself. Look, Mary, I swear, it’s not a sin to have sex. The sense of duty forces you, not lust! Think about the other girls and boys, their future depends on you!

Okay, Mary wiped her face resolutely. Finally, it’s not my fault. I’ll show you, I can be grateful!

* * *

Robert gave Mary an amazing glance: she entered the private room as if it was a torture chamber: What’s the matter, Mary?

The girl tossed her face. She wanted to answer sharply, but sobs choked her: I’ll be obedient.

What are you talking about? Noirson was wonder-struck. Suddenly, he realized the reason for her tears. He gasped, stepped towards the frightened Mary, and grabbed her shoulders.

How could you think about me this way?! he shook the girl. You don’t know me! We just met! Why did you think this outrageous thing about me?!

I’m sorry, Mary J. was so surprised, she even stopped crying. I don’t mean to offend you. I was forced . . . "Who?! He or she ?!"

Are you gonna kill them? Mary smiled with curiosity. You look so mad!

Don’t worry, Robert released the girl and grinned. I’ll be right back! And he went away.

Mary cheered up. Her composure returned. Noirson was not absent for long. When he came back, Mary saw his livid face and felt pity.

I’m sorry, she repeated and asked. "What have you done with them?"

"Don’t worry, they’ll never disturb you again. I just reminded them of their bad deeds. There is a skeleton in every house."

You can read thoughts!? Mary got interested. "Can you find my skeleton?"

You’ve got it, birdie! a strange smile curved the thin lips of Robert. "That fool Frank thinks you have no ambitions. Hah! You want to be Jesus’s mate, don’t you? You want to mate with the

Messiah, eh?.. Why did you blush? You’re a beautiful sinless Jew, so why not?"

I’m Russian.

Yes, you were born in Moscow. But if your mother is a Jew, you are a Jew too. Look, I’m really charmed with your self-confidence! Can I hug you or do you think I’m going to rape you?

No, it’s okay. I’m thankful to you.

It was a father-like hug. Mary finally calmed down, she melted with a feeling of security and peace. Noirson unclasped his arms, and Mary J. felt a loss.

"Mary, I showed you I’m not an ordinary man. Now do you believe me?"

I believe you and I will trust you.

Mary, you are not human. You are an angel in the human form.

Many times people have called me ‘angel’, Mary burst out laughing. But I always thought it was just a figure of speech . . . Wait a minute! How do you know? Are you an angel too?

Well, Robert faltered. Sort of. Look, Mary, I’m a really busy man, but I want to talk to you. Could you give me two hours a day, maybe more, I’m not sure. But two hours I’ll try to get. I promise, we’ll meet only in public places. Is it okay with you?

Mary nodded.

Great! Tomorrow, wait for me in the Green Streets cafe, it’s just across your street, between McDonalds and the book-shop.

I’ve got it.

Wait for me until 1:00 p.m. if I’m able to make it, I’ll come. Well, I’m going to use your time so I’ll pay for it, thirty dollars an hour. Is that okay with you?

Do you mean sixty dollars per day?

"Some day, there may be more, if I’m able . . . Ah, do you want more?! I’ll pay you cash and you won’t have to pay any tax . . . Oh-oh, Scroogette! Do you remember, I’m paying for your campus apartment?!"

Okay, deal! Mary smiled and stretched out her hand.

The first date

That morning Mary woke up in her new apartment. She opened her eyes and could not understand if she was dreaming or if it was real. Her entire bedroom was decorated with flowers.

She got up, ran to the living room, to the kitchen . . . Flowers, flowers everywhere . . . Even in the bathroom.

Mary called the security service: It’s 7-26. By whom and at what time were the flowers delivered to me?!

Sorry, miss, what do you mean? Nobody came inside.

Mad, Mary threw the receiver.

* * *

At 11 a.m., Mary J. went to the cafe.

The table had been reserved. Mary sat by the window and took a menu. But when she saw the prices, she nearly jumped out of her chair. Mary had never visited a luxury cafe and she was astonished. Nevertheless, she hoped, that if Noirson had invited her here, he would also pay for her meal. Mary took a juice and salad, and started to wait. She was still very angry about the flowers and was preparing a few harsh words.

But Robert was late and Mary had plenty of time to calm down. She was looking through the window at the endless stream of people and traffic. She worried that, if Noirson did not come,she would have to waste almost all her cash for just one lunch.

* * *

It was already 1:00 p.m., but Mary decided to wait a few minutes longer.

At 1:03 p.m., a limousine stopped at the front of the cafe. A man opened the door and Noirson quickly got out.

The eyes of Mary J. flashed with joy. For the first time in her lonely life, somebody stood up for her and she felt more than just gratitude for Robert.

Mary observed Noirson speaking on his cell-phone. About six feet tall, dark brunet, Robert was very slender and elegant. He moved with masculine grace. When he was turning, his refined body curved like a snake, and his stylish business suit only emphasized this likeness.

Mary involuntarily recalled the Bible: ‘The Serpent, the Tempter, the First Snake.’ And she smiled. Noirson impressed her, but unlike most women, she was not afraid of snakes, and she was a strong believer in God, strong enough to fight Satan.

Robert looked at his watch and entered the cafe. Mary waved, and a smiling Noirson came to her. Two hefty men followed him and sat at the next table. She looked at them with curiosity.

Did you send one of those guys to bring the flowers to me? Mary playfully glanced at Robert. You did grease the palm of the security guards in my building. Didn’t you?

No, birdie, I’ll explain. Noirson ordered his meal to the waitress and turned to Mary again. I wanted your first morning in the new apartment to be special. So, I just did this! He snapped his fingers, and Mary gasped, when she saw a cute tiny corsage of lilies of the valley appeared on her plate.

Wow! Mary J. admired the flowers, then looked again at the men at the next table. Are you always with bodyguards?

I have to be. Robert’s face was serious. I have too many enemies.

They are both so beautiful, I thought all bodyguards looked like gorillas.

Not necessarily, kitten . . . Noirson did not finish. He wanted to say: I only use things of the highest quality. But he was afraid she would misunderstand this.

Especially, that left one, Mary continued. His face is so intelligent, he looks like a senator, or some kind of professor . . .

"His name is Roger Slay, and he’s more than just my bodyguard.

He’s my helper, my valet and butler. Jack Leclerc is the head bodyguard, the chief of my security service."

What a name your butler has! Mary laughed. Is he an assassin or something?

"Something. Noirson smiled. Look, little lamb, I have an awfully tense life. Sometimes it’s just vitally necessary to have such a guy by my side."

Cool, Mary’s eyes were iridescent with interest. "And do you even take them when you’re on a date?"

Did you think this meeting was a date? Robert screwed up his eyes, and Mary blushed. Oh, girl, you’re not just beautiful, you’re smart also! It’s a very rare combination, I’m simply charmed.

"Mr. Noirson, please, don’t say such things. You’re a married man and not supposed to have dates."

Look, Mary, if I’m looking for a relationship to spice up my life, I’d call an escort girl." I called you, because you are not an ordinary person. You were surprised with my abilities, but you have no less than I do! I’d like to teach you how to use them. So, could you, please, just call me ‘Robert’ and not remind me about my marital status? Sweetie, it hurts badly, believe me!"

"I’m sorry, mist . . . R o b e r t, Mary voiced slowly, and liked the sound of his name. Why does it hurt?"

Some day I’ll tell you . . . okay, bunny, tell me, how do you like your new apartment?

* * *

Roger Slay had already answered a few phone calls. He looked at his watch then at his Master. Robert was still talking with Mary and from time to time, they would burst out laughing.

Roger hesitated, consulted with Jack, and finally came to their table: I’m terribly sorry, sir, but we have to go. We’ve been here longer than we had planned.

Noirson looked at his watch, whistled and his face became upset. Mary felt pity and touched his hand: It’s okay, Robert. I have a lesson pretty soon, I have to go also. I’ll see you tomorrow, I hope?

Noirson took her hand and the she understood, he wanted to kiss it, but did not dare. Then Mary resolutely stretched her arm out and smiled with pleasure when Robert’s lips touched her fingers.

Jerry

Sixteen years old, a blue eyed blonde, Jerry was very attractive and not only to women.

But having been very straight since he was a kid, Jerry learned to defend himself. He worked out every day, stealing money to pay for his training, and he was eleven the first time he handled a gun.

Yet the first time he killed somebody it was only four years later. Jerry and three of his pals caught a girl on the parking lot and they raped her. If she had kept silent, they honestly would have let her go, but she started to cry and threaten them. Jerry did not like noises and he grabbed his gun and shot her down. And when one of his pals became nervous about that, he shot him too.

The teenager was surprised at how easy it was and thought that it was a wonderful solution for almost any problem.

In the meantime, Jerry had just turned sixteen, but he already had a police record like few experienced criminals had, including robberies and burglaries, guns and drug trade, suspected in a few rapes and even a few murders. His cool cruelty that Jerry was showing, fulfilling orders of his boss, was legendary even among criminals.

* * *

That day, when the boss called for him, Jerry was happy. Just two days ago the boss had arranged a really nice birthday party for him. The boss treated him very respectably, as an adult member and the grateful teenager was ready to go through fire and water for him.

Today’s task was not easy. They had to deliver stuff , the first batch at least, but the police were alerted, and if anyone was able to do that, it was he, Jerry. He had only lived in that city for a few months and policemen had not noticed him yet.

The operation

When Ray Desross saw the teenager, his face looked familiar, and he called him. The lad came close and smiled. He was very tall, almost as tall as Ray was, his big dark blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, and the policeman got confused. His own daughter looked very similar, and he forgot, where he could have seen that tender and child-like face.

Are you new here? he asked. I’ve never seen you before.

It’s summer vacation, officer, the teenager did not show any fear or worry. I’m visiting my brother here, sir.

Okay, take care. Desross followed him with his eyes.

Suddenly he saw Todd, his partner. He ran, holding his gun. Freeze! Todd shouted. The teenager flung himself into a side street. The policeman shot, but did not get him.

My God! Ray was shocked. Todd, he’s just a kid!

Are you drunk or what? His partner stared at him with amazement. That kid killed our colleague in Cleveland! Why did you let him go?!

Desross gasped, and felt confused.

* * *

Although Jerry had lived here just a few months, he was already familiar with this part of the city. When he realized that he had been exposed he turned and went down a dead end street with an iron-barred gate. He pushed himself through the gate. His gun got stuck between those bars, the teenager took it away and smiled, recalling Terminator-2, the movie. He felt no fear, just pleasant excitation. No adult could come through the same way.

But just a couple of blocks farther Jerry saw them again. Now one more policeman had joined Ray and Todd.

Jerry started getting angry. It was already nighttime, and the teenager clutched onto the oncoming truck and was sure he would be able get away. But today was not his lucky day. Some stupid or drunk driver turned into the one way street and the headlights of the car lit up Jerry.

The policemen shouted and grabbed their guns. The teenager jumped off the truck and saw the building with outside fire steps. He rushed up, feeling how the pursuers were getting closer and closer.

Upstairs the third policeman almost caught him. Jerry turned and shot, his hand did not falter and the hit of the bullet caused the policeman fall from the roof. Ray and Todd fired too, but Jerryhad already gone down on the other side of the building.

* * *

Running away, Jerry had passed three blocks already, and for the first time in his life, he started to panic. He lost his way in that city which was new to him. He could not find any place to hide. He could not shake them off, and any second their colleagues would be able to hem him in.

But finally, Jerry saw a building and he noticed an opened window on the second floor. He was agile like a monkey and got up very easily. The couple on the bed was making love, but he showed them his gun and the young people kept silent.

Jerry did not want to take any risks and ordered the guy to tie his girlfriend up, and then Jerry tied the youth. He closed the window and kept his eyes on the street. He was not familiar with this part of the city and was worried. He saw running policemen pass the building. He saw, how they went back, and he understood that the street was a dead end. Police were gone and Jerry sighed with relief.

He gazed at the couple. The helpless girl on the bed looked very tempting. After such stress Jerry needed to relax. Lying on the floor, her boyfriend was tied securely and the teenager did not see a reason to suppress his desire. Scared to death, the girl did not even try to resist.

After, when he had got that he wanted, smiling Jerry left the apartment. He was sure luck was on his side.

But he was on duty and should have stayed alert. However, the pursuit after him made the teenager tired and that last action took away almost all his remaining strength. He felt sleepy and he disregarded the danger. Without checking he went to the street and almost collided with Ray and Todd.

He screamed and rushed to the first alley between the buildings and realized at once that he had been trapped. It was a dead end and only a big trash container was here. The teenager heard how they contacted their colleagues and he felt despair.

Suddenly a new plan came upon Jerry. He started calling the names of the policemen, he was mocking and threatening them.

Look, kid! Ray Desross shouted. Don’t make things worse! Just come here with your hands up!

Try and make me! Jerry laughed.

Holding their guns, the policemen carefully walked into the alley. Although the trash container was really big and not every adult would be able to drop it down, Jerry was well trained, he was very strong, and even more so, he was horrified and mad, and he did it. The huge pile of the trash fell onto the policemen and the teenager tried to run away.

But Todd was buried just to his chest and he clutched Jerry’s leg. The teenager fell down. He screamed and kicked Todd, yet the policeman did not release him. His another arm moved out from under the trash and Jerry thought Todd held a gun, but it was a set of cuffs and that scared the teenager even more.

He grabbed his gun and shot the policeman. He kept firing until the gun was empty. He did not hear Ray scream, calling his partner’s name and making his way out. Jerry kicked the dead policeman again, freed his leg, and sprang up. But Desross shot a few times and Jerry collapsed. He wriggled, unsuccessfully trying to get up, and then lay still.

Keeping him on the point of his gun, Ray slowly went close. The teenager was still alive, but Desross was a professional and he understood that lad was wounded fatally. His childish wide-opened naive eyes urged the policeman to feel pity. He put his gun away and bent over the teenager to check him out.

And Jerry hit Desross in his belly with his knife. Well aimed, that strike was certainly mortal and they both realized it. They heard sirens and saw flashing lights of oncoming police cars, but it was no matter for them now. Jerry hit Desross again and again. Amazed, Ray just stared at his murderer. Desross did not understand, how he, an experienced policeman, was able to make such a mistake. He knew that he was dying and he thought about his daughter.

A smile was on the beautiful lips of the teenager. But it was a smile of death.

The offer

He was Beyond. And he saw numberless awful things that living human beings could not even imagine.

Many, many times he went close to those horrifying events and he felt intolerable despair and terror. But all the time something like a strong hand led him away, and he saw new and boundless nightmares.

* * *

Jerry opened his eyes, and at first, he did not understand where he was. Suddenly he sensed pain again, he felt bandages and catheters, and he realized he was in a hospital.

A man was siting near him and looking at him very attentively.

Hi Jerry, the man said with deep low voice. How do you like the place that you’ve just visited?

Which place? Jerry asked with effort.

The man smiled: "It was Hell, Jerry. And you’re going to that place. And all those events are waiting for you. You’re dying, poor boy."

No, Jerry licked his lips and looked around the ward. Why aren’t they trying to heal me? Where are all those fucking doctors?

They tried their best. the man snorted. But they are just humans. Besides, why do you want them to cure you? You’re going to have a lethal injection or get the chair. Which do you prefer?

And Jerry wept. He cried like a child. Damn, he was a child! He was just sixteen and did not want to die.

Oh, Jerry, what did you expect? Did you think you would go to Heaven, doing such things? Who forced you? Robert Noirson waited for Jerry’s answer with curiosity. And he was pleasantly surprised.

You’re right, the teenager sighed. Nobody forced me. I chose this path myself.

I like your way of thinking. Robert smiled. So, how do you like the place that you’ve seen? How do you like Hell?

How the fuck do you know, what I saw?

Tsk, tsk, tsk . . . Noirson shook his head. I’m a respectable creature, boy! Don’t use such language when you’re talking to me!

Okay, sir, the teenager replied derisively. Could you explain, how do you know, what I saw in my delirium?

"Because, I’m the manager of that place."

The teenager stared at Noirson: Are you the Devil?

"No, I’m just His Son. I did not say I’m the owner of thatplace. I said, I’m just the manager here, on Earth and there in Hell."

And you wanna get my soul?

Don’t be so naive! Robert laughed. I already have it! With my abilities, I don’t need servants at all, but I don’t like to waste the Power. So, if something can be done without using that, I prefer that way. And, well, I must follow some rules. One of them is that before I hire" someone, I have to tell him this: you can release yourself from me if you sincerely repent or commit something noble, and . . . Noirson stopped for a second and continued with visible effort and spite. And I must tell you, it happens sometimes! But I don’t think you’re such a person."

For a few minutes they were silent, thinking about that. The teenager checked his feelings. He really was not sorry, and more so, recalling the cop, which he killed last, Jerry sensed such anger that he surprised himself. Robert smiled.

"okay, here is one warning: if you die in fire, voluntary or accidentally you’ll not go to Hell, you’ll just not exist until the Day of Judgment, when we all will answer for our actions."

The gloomy anxiety in Noirson’s voice made the teenager smile: Well, for everything you do you have to pay for, right?

Oh, you’re such a brave boy, eh? Robert’s eyes glinted. I like your personality, Jerry! I like your sense of responsibility; and here is my offer: I promise to you my patronage and caring as long as you are faithful to me. I know, you weren’t so clever to be a leader, however, you’re smart enough to be a good soldier. All that I ask, is your submission. So, what will it be?

I’m hurting. Jerry responded dismally. I don’t know when I’ll be able to be in good condition.

Robert sighed. He touched Jerry and the teenager gasped. The pain was gone and these bandages and catheters fell off instantly.

Unbelieving, Jerry sprang up, raced to the mirror and threw off his gown. He stared at his beautiful, youthful body, it was healthy again and had no scars.

Very, very slowly the teenager walked to Noirson and knelt: My Lord! My life is in Your hands!

And Robert smiled with self-satisfaction.

* * *

It had happened almost three years ago.

Now nineteen years old, Jerry was the youngest member of Robert’s security force. Noirson hired him just four months ago and it was the first time someone had gone from being a nobody to one of the closest servants in one step. Skillful and smart, Jerry was the best in the training camp and his unlimited devotion to Robert was well known.

Very tall, Jerry had a great body for his age, and it would become even better with his gaining in strength and becoming manly.

In contrast, his clean-shaven face was still tender and girl-like. In the camp he grew his hair, and now, when his thick wavy mane, the color of fallen leaves, was loose, it flowed down below his shoulders, he looked like a viking or some kind of deity from a Scandinavian saga. But at work he always tied his hair into a ponytail. The big dark blue eyes, shaded with long eyelashes, and his plum, refined lips made him even more attractive than before, and his natural, wild masculine beauty impressed people.

The impression

While waiting for Ron, his head partner, Jerry was lying on his bed and smoking. He did not even take off his shoes, and had lain right on the bedclothes. He observed the maid doing the room. She did not look at Jerry, and he felt vexation.

Jerry got up, came closer and lightly pinched the maid. Nice rump, girl! he smiled and waited for her reaction. She calmly turned to him and looked right into his eyes. "Keep your hands to yourself, boy." she retorted derisively. If you wanna boink someone, go to the building C, fourth floor.

"What if I wanna boink you?"

I’d like to see you try! she snored.

Oh, yeah? Are you superwoman?! Jerry got angry. I can make you with one hand! he shouted, however, did not touch her.

Go ahead! she challenged. "I’ll not resist, you mountain of muscles! I’m not a virgin, I’ll lose nothing! But you will be in deep, deep shit! Mr. Noirson protects all his servants, you stupid ape!"

Jerry choked with rage, and who knows, what could have happened next, but in that moment Ron entered the room: Let’s go, partner!

Fuck you, bitch! Irritated, Jerry went to the door.

In your dreams, baby! she burst out laughing.

Mad, Jerry spun to her, but Ron pushed him outside: Control yourself!

More than twice as old as Jerry, he was a little shorter than his youthful partner, however, built more solidly. Swarthy, with black hair, Ron had a thick, carefully manicured mustache and piercing brown eyes. He was not human, and Robert chose him to tutor Jerry.

Look, pal! Ron reproachfully shook his head. Behaving like that will get you in big trouble one day!

Where are we going? Jerry wanted to change the subject.

Whatever the Master will order. Ron smiled and said quietly. He’s going on date.

With that nunette? Jerry giggled. I can imagine! He puthis hands together as for prayer and lifted his eyes.

* * *

To his surprise she was wearing shorts and sports top.

He leered at her legs as usual. Too muscular, Jerry noted. He did not like that. "The waist isn’t bad . . . Mmmmmm, great tits! What a lucky guy my Master is. Jerry thought. Interesting, C size or D?"

Nice to meet you! the girl stretch out her hand, and he finally looked at her face.

Her succulent lips and golden fluffy hair made Jerry crazy. The world around him disappeared.

Are you okay? this guy gave her such a strange glare that Mary was amazed. What’s wrong?

She glanced at Robert. He did not reply, just stared at his youthful servant.

Mary J. could not even imagine how she lucky was, having been under Noirson’s protection. She would have been in grave danger if Jerry had met her just one week ago.

But for him she was now taboo.

The youthful security kept silent, and being worried, Ron gently punched him in his back. Jerry shook his head and sighed as if he had just woken up.

Sorry, Miss Jablonsky! Jerry uttered as a robot would. Toomuch sun today. I’m at your service!

* * *

Mary and Robert sat at the alley bench. Ron and Jerry placed themselves a short distance