Clipped (The Clipped Saga, 1) by Devon McCormack by Unknown

fiddled with the ropes around her wrists, loosening them
    with care.
    The foul look on the woman’s face softened.
    “What’s your name?” he asked.
    “Maggie.”
    “Maggie, you’re carrying a very important baby.”
    As he finished untying the rope, he set it beside him and
    worked on her ankles.
    “Are you a religious person?”
    She shook her head.
    “Good. That’l make this easier.”
    He started his tale of God and Satan, just as he had told it
    to Kid. He explained the war between Heaven and Hel , al owing
    her thoughts to reel through the mind-fuck that accompanied the
    reversal of thousands of years of The Almighty’s religious
    propaganda.
    Kid stood in the doorframe, glancing around
    uncomfortably. Kizner was fairly certain that Kid thought he was insane. He knew he shouldn't have told him as much as he had, but after al that had happened, he real y didn’t feel like there were any immortals he could trust, and it was nice to have someone to talk to. But considering Kid’s clear disbelief, he couldn’t figure why he
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    was stil hanging around.
    “For a long time,” he said, stil attempting to soothe her
    concern. “The Almighty has planned to have a child—a ruthless,
    sinister, malicious monster that will bring plague and death to the world, wiping it into oblivion. This child is referred to as the Christ.
    The Council has restrictions against him creating a Christ. It would be like China deciding to use a nuke. Through our team’s
    infiltration into The Raze, we learned that God is already in the process of bringing a Christ into the world. The Leader, as we cal him, knowing this, has launched his own Antichrist, a child that wil take on the Christ. This child will bring peace and love to your world.”
    Maggie’s eyes were wide. “Which one am I having?” she
    asked.
    “The Antichrist.”
    She stared at him blankly.
    “That’s the good one,” Dedrus piped up.
    “So,” Maggie said. “I’m having the devil’s baby. But the
    devil’s good? And you guys are demons?”
    “We prefer the term fal en,” Kinzer corrected.
    “Ok. You are fal ens, and you’re going to protect my baby so
    that it can save the world? Am I hearing this right?”
    Kizner sighed, relieved. It was wonderful that she’d been able
    to absorb al that so fast. Even better than Kid.
    “See,” he said, turning to Dedrus and Treycore. “It doesn’t
    hurt to communicate with mortals.”
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    “Um—” Treycore muttered.
    Before he could expand his thought, something smashed
    into the back of Kinzer’s head. His face smacked into the floor.
    Ceramic shards scattered on the carpet around him.
    It was the lamp from the nightstand. Evidently, when
    Kinzer’d turned to his higherling friends, Maggie had made haste with finding a weapon.
    In a flash, she was at the window, unfastening the lock.
    “Oh, fuck!” Dedrus exclaimed. He hopped over the bed.
    Treycore ran around and wrapped his arms just above her bel y.
    “Let go of me, you crazy fucks!” she shouted. “Help! Rape!
    Rape!” She scratched at his arms.
    “Fuckin’ bitch!” Treycore shouted.
    Dedrus struggled to restrain her.
    It took nearly fifteen minutes to rebind her ankles and
    wrists, but a few bite and scratch marks later, they had her stabilized on the bed.
    “Please don’t kill me!” she wailed. “Oh, God save me from
    these crazies!”
    “Guys,” Kid said. “Why don’t you show her something?”
    Kinzer, Treycore, and Dedrus exchanged uncertain looks.
    Treycore threw him a condescending glare. “ What ?”
    “She’s scared cause she thinks you guys are insane. Don’t any
    of you have wings or something you can show her, so she’l believe.”
    Treycore’s glare transformed from condescending to curious.
    He undid the buttons on his shirt, pul ed it off, and tossed it aside.
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    The dip in his back ran down to a peek at his ass-crack.
    “Final y!” Maggie exclaimed. “Just rape me and get it