"I'll just make you a little snack for the road! Which is your best part, breasts, legs or thighs?" It licked its chops as it continued to leer.
Continuing to scream without pause, Velma pulled the high-tech crossbow off the wall, closed her eyes and fired.
The demon was laughing when the blessed silver bolt hit him right between the eyes, thanks to computer-aided thermographic targeting.
"Gkkkkkk" he said as he fell over backwards. His tentacles began trashing wildly for a moment, one smearing a strange green substance all over Velma's shirt, then went limp.
"You urrr... urrrRRR... did it Velma!" moaned Donna. Bulges rolled all over her pregnant stomach, and a strange mark was forming around her navel.
Angel Jim, likewise unable to get up, panted "I should be able to reverse what he did to us now!"
Her wings began to glow, with the purest of white light. The glop on Velma's shirt ignited in its presence and she quickly tore the flaming garment off. The writhing in Donna and Jim's bellies doubled and tripled in intensity as the whole room went white.
The glow gradually faded. Nothing had happened.
"What kind of guardian angel are you anyway?!" snapped Donna between groans.
"I'm not a guardian angel, I'm a slave angel, whatever that is! And I just started todayYYYY!" Something moved inside her, cutting off any thing else she had to say.
"Why didn't it work?!" said Velma, who began to shake as her adrenaline surge faded.
"He's still alive!" Jim said as she probed the demon with her mystic sight. "Brain dead but alive! Until he dies or goes back to hell, I can't break his power!"
"What do we do?!"
Wed Nov 3 12:01:45 1999