Spike followed Discord out of his room. The devil hadn’t really said much just pointed towards the door and follow him as they headed off to who knows where. His heart pounded. Not sure what might happen next the worry feeling in his gut.

“I’m going to need your help with this Spike.” Discord said a slight grunt in his voice as though he wasn’t wanting to do this but had no choice. The annoyance in his face while Spike. He was confused,

“Um why is it you need my help?” The curious expression running through Spike, as he tried to think of what he could even do. But nothing came to mind. While he looked towards who would be in the end of all of this his future father in law.

“Because, While I’m on Earth, I can’t access all my powers and I need a human for this job. Important job.”

“Wait… why can’t you access your powers on earth, I mean your Satan? You’re a damn Angel you could walk in and drop everyone.” Spike was confused but he could hear the grunt and growl come from the fallen angel.

“I am not Tirek! Why does everyone mistake me for my damn cousin. I swear it drives me up the heaven damn wall!” As for my powers I can’t access all my powers. I’m limited, for example I can manipulate, and make people do things they secretly want. But I can’t say, drop a meteorite on someone or drop the wrath of hell. Not like the old days. Now a days I need to be more clever.”

Spike nodded though not fully understanding why he just sighed. Such a thought is trying to understand anything. Though coming along with getting use to dating a succubus was bizarre at the beginning he eventually got use to it. Doing this. He was sure in time he would become use to this if he lived long enough to do so.

They passed over as they moved into the throne room. Standing there. It was empty. No guards. He didn’t even see the throne, as he looked towards the Devil.

“So, what’re we be doing.”

Spike winced as he began thinking Please don’t ask me to fuck So not gay, not gay!

“We’re going to retrieve a few of my daughters.”

Spike wasn’t sure what to say though he continued on watching Discord raise his hand a claw like finger appearing from his hand as he made it slit down pushing down as a bright orange light followed behind. When he was done. He stepped back and appearing right between them a portal appeared. Standing in what looked to be a church.

“What is this place?” Spike asked curiously as they looked at the large ram shackled church that seemed to be on its final legs before collapsing in on itself.

“It’s one of the hidden churches.”

“The hidden churches? You mean the organization that insane priest worked for that nearly killed Twilight?”

“The same- this is one of there older ones but I’m sure they’ve got some guards, secrets that they don’t want people like me to find. They have lots to hide even in the American section”

“Well they have it well hidden I mean no one wouldn’t look around in an abandoned church” Spike couldn’t help but question it. He watched as Discord moved over looking around the doors. Such a moment as they prepared to find the entrance.

“Exactly, and they’re paranoid bastards, Whenever they lose a member they’ll abandon one or put more guards, if they don’t skip town just in case whatever they were hunting tries to come back. Ah here it is.” He reached over towards one of the statues one of an angelic woman who’s breast were gently exposed. The way it looked out at them it’s heavenly glow. The kindness in this broken down cathedral.

“Now watch this.” He smirked as he grabbed the statues bosoms and pushed down. It was there as if it was nothing the breast collapsed down into each other that Spike soon heard a loud click. The stairs began collapsing down long drawn out sliding of stone against stone. That seemed to go down. Spike watched this with utmost fascination as he would soon look down into darkness.

“Now come on- wait no not like this who knows what those nut jobs must’ve left down there to guard this shit.” Discord chuckled as he snapped his fingers and soon Spike suddenly found himself wearing a priests gametes. It hung snugly around his body. While the Devil wore one of his own, an inverted cross wrapped around his neck.

“An inverted cross. A little on the noise isn’t it?” Spike snaked though Discord only snorted that off.

“Please kid don’t believe everything you see on t.v and the movies. This is the cross of saint Peter. Blah blah- I don’t have all day explaining to you about Christian or catholic lore. I got my girls to pick up.” He suddenly bounced down on the first step, than the third, and fifth. It was as though he was skipping along. Spike took a long strides following behind him. While watching him. Spike couldn’t help but think he saw a halo atop his head. Cracked but gently glowing.

Spike just followed the light. Such a time he wondered if he could question his life. Not long before he was having sex with an angel. Now he was following the king of Hell down into a churches hidden basement. Life was such a odd. He would continued on as he listened to the clicking of his heels against the marble steps. A chill running down his spine from the wind passing him. His fingers felt numb from the sheer cold. If it got any colder. Spike was imagining that he would soon see his own breath.

They continued on. For something that could’ve taken a minute or two, felt longer. He wasn’t afraid of this. But something about this place wasn’t right. While he would continued on wards. Soon Spike watched as Discord was standing in front of a wooden door.

“Now listen act calm and don’t do anything rash. If there are priests in here they might just shoot on sight. They gave up on that Thou shalt not kill, turned it into, Though Shalt blow thy heads off.”

Spike almost wanted to laugh at that. It kind of gave him a smith though he wasn’t sure what the Devil might do as a respond to this. So he simply kept himself quiet with a nod. Spike took a hard breath as he somewhat imagined himself at work, doing papers and being yelled at by Grace. Though it was something he was sure to return to anytime soon just when this was over with.

Spike could feel his leg hurt. The moist musky place was getting to his ankle as he grabbed the doorknob and headed inside. A slight limp as he tried not to step on it the wrong way. Something he really didn’t want to deal with for some time but here he was. The long pause as they moved inside.

The place was quiet. The stone walls just went off with wooden doors on ether sides. Lights swaying back and forth. With the cold draft and creaking. It was clear that the place was abandoned. Or felt like one. Such a place. It was creepy. Like Spike had stepped into a horror film.

“Seems like they abandoned the place.”

“Yeah, it seems like it. Though we should keep going who knows what they left behind.” Discord took the lead as he was ahead,

“I don’t get it why don’t you just summon It or use some magic to bring it over to us?”

“Because if I could I wouldn’t need you, these churches probably have words that suppress my power’s, they get benefits for working for the old man or at least in their mind think they work for the old bastard.”

“Oh well alright than. I guess it’ll take a while.”

There they began exploring the caverns moving through them as it was rather silent between the two being. Spike wasn’t sure what he could say. It wasn’t like he could ask him if he saw the game, last night. Such a thought trying to get to know the Arch-Angel.

Moving deeper in, the few rooms they got into met with little to no resistance, though these rooms didn’t have much in them, broken furniture. A bible laying around on the ground. Nothing of importance though Discord still explored them leaving nothing unturned.

“So… Heaven real.” Spike muttered while turning over a bed. Noticing Seeing a dildo, and panties, Honestly not wanting to know who once owned this. He tossed it back in place. Pushing the bed back over it. Such a long sigh He wasn’t sure what they were even looking for. Was he hunting for another ring? Was it something bigger? Spike just didn’t know, He continued on as he went towards the next door. His hand grabbed the handle and tried turning it.

“Locked… Weird.” He tried turning it the other direction, and still it wouldn’t budge. Now why would they lock this door, every other door, Spike had ran into had opened. But this one wasn’t.

“What could they be hiding in here.” He turned his head towards the direction where Discord was before and called him out. Spike looked off in the direction.

“Is there something you need.” Spike practically bounced out of his skin as he looked back, and Discord was standing there. He was leaning against the wall casually posing with a relaxed smile. Spike, couldn’t think of how to respond. Not even asking how he just appeared behind him, as he realized he was talking to the devil himself. And decided to go with it.

“Yeah, This door. It’s locked.” He reached over pulling the door. Showing that it was locked. Discord simply blinked.

“Here let me help.” The angel grabbed the door pulling it. With great ease the Angel swung the door open ripping it from the hinges. The sounds of nuts and bolts. Looking back, Discord pushed the door to the side. Smacking his hands together,

“Well that was fun. I wonder whats inside?” He turned looking inside. Spike followed doing the same as they looked on into the room.

The room, was basically a cathedral in of itself. Pews on ether side, from one end towards the middle that was gaped for those who wished to walk across. Stain glass windows depicting saints, each of them staring off, almost as if they were judging. Such a sight made Spike spine shudder. Such a moment as he took the first step.

When he entered the room nothing happened. Not what Spike was expecting some kind of trap, or even an alarm but there was nothing. Soon him and Discord proceeded inside. As they got in, Spike began noticing a pedestal. Off on the stage, it was black. Though something was on there. Spike moved in closer, as he tried seeing what it must’ve been. Only to realize that it was simply a black box, The same kind that must’ve help a ring in it.

Spike had basically ran up towards it. As he saw the thing. It was clearly a ring box. His hand reaching over but stopping before he could grab it. He realized it was far too easy. His fingers gliding over it, tempted to grab ah old of the thing and run away. But as he tried reaching over to grab it He just couldn’t. Maybe he had just watched too many movies. He looked around maybe finding something that he could replace it with. But suddenly Discord popped right next to him.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to grab this box. It might have a ring in it.”

“Well grab it, grab it by the box!” Discord exclaimed as he looked at it, almost tempted to grab it himself. Though a Cheshire grin on his face as Spike, reached closer and suddenly pushed the box over a few inches.

Spike eyes widened as he practically bounced away in case a trap activated. Though nothing seemed to happen. Spike blinked a few times as he watched the box for a second. Sighing in relief though eventually he turned his head over towards his future Father-in-law, giving him a dirty look.

“Hey you were just gonna stand there looking at it. Now come on grab it and lets go.” He turned around walking out of the room. Spike only sighed as he reached over picking the box up. He opened the box examining it. The ring looked almost like the same one Twilight had when she was trapped in one. Though the difference between this and hers was the ring was made of silver. That was when the room began shaking. Spike looked around as he heard crashing sound.

“Fuck! Discord get back here!” When he looked over to where the archangel had been he saw nothing. The bastard had vanished without a trace. Spike couldn’t help cursing under his breath. He heard glass shattering as he looked behind him.

The saints stood there, weapons made of glass in their hand as they began walking there. It was utterly queer, seeing the glass saints molding looking more three dimensional as they began stepping over to him. There were five in total. They raise their glass weapon. Ready to strike. Spike did the first thing that came to mind.

He ran out of there like a crazy mother fucker. He ran out the door and began running towards the exit. That was the problem though as Spike began taking a left turn, when he found himself running into a dead end. Spike looked around back and forth, as he tried grabbing one of the doors. Hoping for a chance to hide. He turned the doorknob, but found that he couldn’t make the door budge.

“Fuck!” Spike shouted, as he imagined taking a good run. But as he did he saw the glass Saints, they turned around looking towards him, the way they moved was unnatural. Each step pushed forward as they sounded like glass sliding against the ground.

Spike, wasn’t sure what to do. That was when he looked down staring at the ring. He wasn’t sure if it would work, he wasn’t sure what Twilight would say, but at the moment he wasn’t sure he had much of a choice. It wasn’t like there was any rocks around. He grabbed the ring and slipped it on his right index finger,

“Come one, what was that spell. You know it.” He muttered under his breath watching as the glass Saints moved closer dragging along, as Spike began speaking out;

“Oh, Demon of lust,

I free you from your prison,

Let this ring bind us.

Find our hopes and share this fire

As we are indeed the same.’

Nothing seemed to happen soon Spike repeated the incantation.Though nothing seemed to happen. That was when one of the glass creatures through a knife at him. Spike dodged it though it managed to slice his cheek. That was when he realized what he was doing wrong as he grabbed the blood from his cheek rubbing the blood around the silver ring. Began calling out the incantation one last time.

“Please work fuck!

Oh, Demon of Lust,

I free you from your prison,

Let this ring bind us!

Fine our hopes and share this fire!

As we are indeed one in the same!”

His voice calling out screaming loudly as he suddenly felt a fire running through him his body heating up, as he felt as he had when twilight was free from the ring. It was working, his body shouting more, as he slouched back on the ground. Mumbling.

“Help me…” he whispered holding conscious as a shadowy figure raised up. Ram horns on her head, but there was something else a hat. It looked like a cowboy hat. As the voice called out. It was female but a heavy southern draw.

“Looks like I’m free, and we’ve got ourselves a Mexican stand off. But They brought a knife to a gun fight.” Spike finally got a better look. This succubus stood tall long blond hair, Reddish skin, with dark freckles. Bright emerald green eyes, as she wore a Grey outfit. Looking almost like an outfit a confederate soldier would ware. Her breast mighty fine, not as large as Twilight but they would definitely be an eye catcher.

As she suddenly reached over to her belt. Pulling out a pair of Colt revolvers. The Succubus began firing away shooting her weapon off as the bullets shot true and straight hitting the glass saints, causing them to shatter into a million tiny pieces.

She kept shooting, the sound of gunfire going off, as the Succubus Laughed in much delight. Till finally the last saint had fallen and it was just between the two of them.

“Thanks…” Spike muttered as he pulled himself up. His legs were wobbling though unlike when he freed Twilight he hadn’t passed out. In many ways he was grateful for this.

“No prob Sugar but I gotta ask ya’ll something?” The succubus asked raising her head. Spike couldn’t help but notice her breast getting a bit bigger as if a button would soon pop from her uniform. She turned over picking him up and putting him over his shoulder.

“Who won, was it the south or them damn yanks?”

“Um… I really don’t know what you mean ma’am?” Spike muttered feeling imasculated from being picked up like this.

“Please call me Applejack, and who won the North or the South?”

“Oh well the North won…” Spike examined the uniform more and cursed under his breath. She was wearing a confederate uniform…

Author's Note

Oh my Applejack has entered the story, and what are we in store for now with this Cowgirl
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