Infernal Devices Romane & Geschichten

As I’m looking for where the Emperor keeps his supply of iron cuffs, in what I would call an executioner’s wet dream, Vitali gets my attention. “What in the fuck is this thing?” He says in confusion as he brandishes one of the devices he picked off a table. He’s holding a mechanism consisting of a pear-shaped metal body that is divided into spoon-like segments that can be spread apart with a spring or by turning a key. “It’s called a pear of anguish. They insert it into a victim’s mouth, vagina or rectum and let it expand open to mutilate their victims,” I tell him. His face instantly pales. He drops the torture device as if it burned his skin and jumps back, wiping his hands furiously on hi

Now, instead of removing dead bodies or body pieces, they collected the unconscious supernaturals and moved them down into the caverns. Zachary noted on the first round of cleanup that the supernaturals were all wearing some sort of device around their necks and the humans were not. He went to Nathaniel, Julian, Dominic and Noah with this information. After a couple more runs finding the same thing, they discussed what this could mean and ended up agreeing that the humans didn’t have the device around their necks as they were there fighting of their own free will, however; the supernaturals weren’t. After finding this out Dominic got Zachary to do a sweep of the dead rogues and if he found a

Before it could touch a single hair on her head, I caught it by the throat, and with a single brutal twist of my wrist, I snapped its neck, throwing its lifeless body into the dirt like trash. "Stay behind me!" I roared over the chaos to Seraphina. Suddenly, Commander Vane pulled a small, sleek black device from his vest. He didn't look worried, instead he looked bored. He pressed a heavy red button on the side. SCREEEEEEEEECH! The world exploded into pure agony. The high-frequency shriek tore was deafening, a piercing, blinding pitch that rattled the fillings in my teeth and felt like a spike was being driven directly into my skull.

This is the dungeon, it was built by Diego’s father, Raphael Fernandez but modified by Diego, the Devil. It used to have just a bared Steel exit with tiny slits but now the steel bar contains motion sensor that shoot up electric currents upon touch so the thought of escaping might be dangerous. I can hardly move without touching those steel bars and getting electrocuted. I stayed in one position, I did not have a choice, I have to survive this somehow.

Maybe start planning my next escape for real this time. And then—he did something that caught me off guard. Ronan Blackwood, the Devil himself, squatted in front of me. Not stood. Not loomed. Squatted. Eye level. Holding two glasses of wine in his large hands. “What’s the problem?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it. I looked away. “I’m fine,” I muttered.

Raphael half-joked. "I know what you mean," I said plainly. "Auzzy," Raphael announced, "how nice of you to come back so soon." Archangel Azrael, the collector of souls for Father— God's helper, appeared onto us. "This could have been precluded." He lifted his red shroud, letting soul particles escape into Raphael's mortar. He then gave Raphael his palm to incise, quickly and painlessly letting his blood drop into the mortar. "I won't do this again," he stated. "No matter how much Father loves us. There has to be some order, brother."

Rumble… That was when a gigantic eye opened on the jet-black wall behind her. The pupil was encircled with green specks, and as it moved, a voice that seemed to speak from the infinite universe itself asked, "Your Eminence… Is Caleb Crawford really possessed by the Coffin of the Gods?" The world around the woman shattered as the Great Eye finished, revealing the infinite universe.

[The Ossuary] They reached a circular chamber. The walls were lined with skulls from floor to ceiling. Thousands of them. In the center of the room stood a massive device. It looked like a church organ made of brass and crystal. But instead of pipes, it had tuning forks. Giant, metal forks designed to resonate. The Nullifier. "It's a sonic weapon," Braun realized, running his hand over the brass gears. "Resonance frequency. If you hit the right note, you can shatter glass. Or... shatter a crystal meteorite."

Its maw was a swirling vortex of anti-matter, grinding against the cosmic glass of the Mint's primary vault. "It's a Debt-Eater," Ben’s voice trembled over the comms. "It’s a specialized Devourer weapon. It doesn't eat biological matter, Jack. It eats concepts. It is literally devouring the stored supernatural capital of the universe. If it breaches the main vault, the Ledger will zero out. Every contract, every debt, every asset we hold will cease to exist."