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I move to snap my fingers to conjure a mannequin just as Mammon in human form walks past the entry of our makeshift wrestling arena.
Perfect!
“Mammon!” My yelling grabs his attention. “Come help me.”
He turns towards us, stepping closer a few steps. “What are you doing?”
Rellick answers for me. “Wrestling! Come wrestle with us!”
Greed’s eyes grow wide. He knows what it means to have a fight of any kind with me. “I’m actually really busy…”
Rellick begins to pout, his eyes watering. “Mommy says busy means no.” He turns to me, wrapping his little arms around my waist. “He don’t want to play with me.”
I lift him up and cuddle him close, turning to glare at Mammon. He looks between me and the sobbing kid in my arms and his shoulders drop in defeat. “I have a little time, I guess.”
Within seconds, Rellick’s tears stopped and he’s cheering. Manipulative little shit. “Yay! You the dummy!”
My laugh is boisterous, which Rellick matches while Mammon cautiously walks to the ring. “I just want it to be known that I was guilt-tripped into this.”
“Your participation is appreciated.” I move him so he’s standing where I want him. My favorite thing is catching my brothers off guard. “I’ll go easy, brother. Don’t be so paranoid.” Mammon’s shoulders relax a little, and he nods. He should know me better than this.
Turning, I wink at Rellick before running back at Mammon and perfecting a drop kick that sends him over the ropes and out of the ring.
Rellick claps and cheers while Mammon curses from where he’s laid out on the floor. “You said ‘easy,’ Motherfucker!” He groans, moving to his hands and knees. “How the fuck was that ‘easy?’”
“That was only fifty percent,” I laugh. He looks up at me incredulously, slow to stand. I mumble under my breath, “pussy,” low enough for him to hear, but not Rellick.
Mammon flips me off before walking back to where I originally put him. “Is that all I’m here for?”
“My turn!” Rellick yells! Mammon sighs deeply, then lowers himself to kneeling so that he’s of even height to the kid.
Rellick gets in position, ready to run when Mammon lifts his arms up. “Wait!” He lifts his shirt over his head leaving him in jeans and a weird rainbow necklace. It doesn’t look like his normal jewelry. Honestly, it looks like a child made it and I know Mammon doesn't have children. He gets back in position and places his hands behind his back. “Let’s get this over with.”
I nod to Rellick, giving him permission to start. His little legs get in the running position, and he focuses on Mammon, his target, exactly like I taught him. Rage that feels like Bree’s fills my power storage. I look around the room but she’s not here.
Focusing on the aura, I can feel that the rage is coming from Rellick. Something just pissed him the fuck off. This is about to be hilarious! I use the power just given to me to fuel Rellick’s rage. He lets out a warrior cry, then executes a perfect dropkick right to Mammon’s chest. The added boost of power sends Mammon flying back into the ropes.
Mammon lies flat on his back, the wind knocked out of him. “What the fuck?! Is he super?” Faster than I expected from a young child, Rellick jumps onto his stomach and proceeds to repeatedly punch Mammon in the chest. I pull my power back, so his blows aren’t strong. “Get this kid off me!”
Lifting him off of Mammon, I hold Rellick close to my chest while he fights to be free. “What has gotten into you? Why are you mad?”
“He made Mommy cry!” Rellick wails.
Is he talking about when he dragged her to Hell over a week ago? “That was a while ago. Your mom is not mad about that anymore.” Rellick starts to fight against me again. “Hey, kid! Calm down!”
“This day! He made her cry this day!” I spin Rellick around so that we are face to face. His punches and kicks don’t stop. “When he took Maw-Maw!”
Now I’m extremely confused. “You kidnapped an old lady?” I ask over Rellick’s shoulder.
Mammon is out of the ring and headed towards the door. “No. I didn’t kidnap an old fucking lady!” he yells over his shoulder.
Rellick’s screams get louder as Mammon walks away. I sit in the middle of the ring and force the kid to look at me. “Deep breaths, kid.” As the King of Wrath, I should be fueling fires, not calming them down. “What’s going on?”
“Mommy opened the door. Man took Maw-Maw.” He can obviously tell that I’m still confused. He points to himself, saying “rainbow treasure.”
Rainbow treasure? “The necklace?” Over exaggeratingly, he nods his head. “That was for your mom?”
Wiping his eyes, his rage renews in my chest. “He took Maw-Maw!”
