CHAPTER THREE
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❝ the devil's favorite ❞

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SCHOOL WAS ALWAYS A BORE FOR THE YOUNG WITCH.

It was mostly the same. Classes would start, the teachers would tell her stuff she couldn't already figure out herself and then lunch happened.

Lunch at school was actually really good. Minus the finger food. Which was actual fingers. Not something she would recommend to none cannibals, like herself.

"We meet again."

Jocasta jumped and saw Gabriel standing next to her in the lunch line. She nearly rolled her eyes again but decided that she just had to get used to his spontaneous appearances.

"Hey, Gabe. You're actually showing up to school willingly?" She asked, picking up a red apple.

"Not willingly at all." Gabriel grumbled a bit angrily.

He had better things to do than to attend a mediocre school such as this. But with a father that is Satan, he couldn't deny him even if he wanted to.

And he really wanted to.

"I've heard from my brother about his vision." He started, picking up a red and bleeding blood orange.

The red liquid seeping through his pale fingers as if he was holding a human heart.

"Yeah, somehow he thinks that I can convince my friend to sign the certificate during her baptism." She explained, walking to an empty table.

"Seriously, the two of you are the sons of the dark lord, why can't you or him do it?"

Gabriel chuckled darkly at her revelation. If it were only that easy.

"Because, my love, Lucien's visions are never wrong. If he sees you being able to convince the half breed of her allegiance to our father, than it must be so."

"Gabe, how long have we've been together? me, you and your brother?"

"Since we declared you ours when you were a mere child." He replied, caressing her shoulder lightly. "The offer still stands, by the way."

The offer he was talking about was that Jocasta would marry one of them when she became of age. Though she only saw them as her friends, they were in fact in love with her.

She uses that word loosely because it didn't seem like love but they were very possessive of her and easily jealous. She just thought it came from literally growing up together.

She didn't know they really keep promises like that. But it was sweet, in a way.

"I'm too young to get married." Jocasta said, flashing him a small smirk.

Gabriel twitched an eyebrow upward, smirking back at her. "Not by hell's standards, you're not."

"You honestly think I'll end up in hell when I die?" Jocasta gasped, pretending to be offended.

Gabriel went quiet. Playing with the bleeding blood orange in his hand, he turned his gaze at the red stains on his hands.

Jocasta was always someone he cared deeply about. The first person he felt almost human with. Lucien was always the more humane twin.

Gabriel didn't feel human emotions. He didn't care or loved. How could he? He and his twin are products of a dying human woman and Satan.

The antichrists. They were the much feared antichrists and they weren't supposed to feel what mortals feel.

And yet here he was, feeling. . . . concerned? Saddened by her playful words?

He didn't know. But he does know that if anything were to happen to her, he'd simply lose what very little humanity he had in his hollow chest.

"Where you will end up, I know I won't be able to follow."

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"Good after noon, Miss Lin Kuei."

After school, Jocasta was greeted by her doorman. She could never rememebr his name so she just called him D-Man.

"Hey, D-Man!" She greeted, walking into her huge home.

Her mansion looked like an old castle. The kind you'd see in old Dracula movies. But the inside was nicely decorated. Elegant and high society. Much like her parents.

"Necalli has gotten rid of the bats again, Misstress." A random maid informed, taking her bag from her shoulder.

Jocasta smiled fondly at the mentioning of her friend. "Good. Necalli, dear!"

She called out from the bottom of her stairs.

Suddenly, the black and red snake appeared from the chandelier, extending his long body low enough for his head to level with hers.

"Good afternoon, misstress. I have missed you greatly."

"I've missed you too." She said, petting his scaly head.

She allowed him to slither his body around her arm. He slithered his entire body to wrap around her torso with his head and much of his neck kept upward. So he'll be able to look at her face fully.

"I trust you know about the baptism?"

"Yes, I do." She sighed, walking up the stairs. "Lucien seems to think I have the power of persuasion. Has she picked her familiar yet?"

"She has sent a summoning spell." Necalli informed. "It is quite clever. She is allowing familiars to choose rather than picking one, herself."

"How. . . liberating." She replied, uninterested. "Has any showed up yet?"

"There are some goblins who are considering. . . . So does this means she will sign the certificate?"

Jocasta sighed, letting him slither onto her bed. She was really growing tired of this whole thing. She's half human, what did anyone expect?

She should be allowed to live both a human life and a witch life. But if Jocasta disobeyed her father, she would bring shame to this family.

She sometimes hated how everything worked. But it wasn't like she could leave it all. Even if she wanted to.

"I don't know, Nec-"

Suddenly, her phone sounded off from her counter. Strange. No one really calls her much. She preferred to text rather than call.

"Hello?" She answered without looking.

"Jo, this is Sabrina. I'm gonna need help with something. It involves causing chaos."

Jocasta slowly curved her lips into a wicked smile at the word chaos. Oh, her day just got less boring.