Puritanical Addict: Chapter 2 – Help from a Fellow Sinner

Chapter 2 – Help from a Fellow Sinner

The city, if you could call it that, that I’m in is called Exquista Caro, by its inhabitants. It was once a normal city in the Columbian Union, but after a series of superhuman fights in it, it sits in ruins. The government has long since abandoned trying to help it, and those with any sense in their heads have long since left it, and the only ones dumb enough to try to save it are scouts from the Dominion of Mercy and Justice, who are trying to rescue the innocent people who get taken here. Exquista Caro is a lawless city, known for its human trafficking, weapons dealing, and superhuman experimentation. The sickest criminals, villains, and corrupt members of legitimate society come here to fulfill their sickest desires and obtain riches, people, pleasures, and weapons they can’t get anywhere else in the country, and I helped build it up, and now, I’m going to tear it all down.

“You know the city best, better than I’d ever want to. You can start anywhere you’d like,” my guardian angel says.

Not wanting to waste time, so I can be free of my sins, I choose the nearest hive of degenerates I know of. During the walk there, I can feel my temptations begin to rise again, like something is squeezing my head from within and scratching at my nerves. I burn myself with the cold, blue flame to keep my temptations silent and prepare to use it. The place I find myself in is where they keep many of the kidnapped people for those with rape fetishes and tastes for certain people. At first, the people here are surprised to see my new appearance, but are then completely caught off guard when they see me using my blue flames to turn most people here and things to ice.

Some people are frozen in place, while others fall over and shatter into pieces. Meanwhile, the rape slaves aren’t touched or affected by the cold in the slightest, and yet, they are horrified by me. This probably isn’t their first time being forcibly moved, so I don’t bother saying much to them. Instead, I break their frozen cages, take a pair of truck keys from their dead captors, and throw the keys to them.

“Get out of here while you still can,” I say.

They look confused as I leave them without another word. Turning back to look at them, I see them talking to one another, running towards the parked trucks, and starting them up. I’m thankful that they’re taking the offer because if they stall any longer, the other perverts from the rest of Exquista Caro will soon hear of the noise and come here to take those who remain.

“Why let such prized meat get away?” the demon with my face says from my shoulder. “Many of them have yet to have their virginity taken away from them. Did you see that young woman? What about that older man? Both of them are to your tastes, are they not?”

I burn myself with my icy flames and move on. Can I move on with these desires holding me back? Yes, I can. My walking away from it proves it. If I were my normal self, I would have taken advantage of those people while they were still in their cages. Heading to the next holding area I’m aware of, I find animals and those lower than animals having their way with them. Keeping my mind off images of myself in their place, I allow the icy flames from my left arm to turn them all to ice, save the animals whom I free and let loose. That’s right. I was just like them.

“And you’ll always be like that,” the demon says.

Burning myself again, I don’t feel the icy, hot feel as much this time, so I instead ask my guardian angel for help.

“You asked your guardian angel before for help. Remember where it got you, or you can simply look around you.”

“Nor God, nor I have forgotten your prayers, Tanith. Even though I was invisible to you up until now, I have never left your side or stopped praying for you,” my guardian angel says.

“And it is only now that you actually help her, whereas I have been giving her everything her perverted heart has desired. Will she have to wait more years for your help?”

My guardian angel burns and stabs the demon.

“It is all in God’s providence.”

The demon falls to the ground. It twitches as it laughs, so I run away to get the least bit of comfort and distance from the demon, even though I know it will eventually catch up and bother me again. In a rush, I sprint to a sex club where they are corrupting newcomers, and immediately start burning and turning all of them to ice. Not one of them survives or is spared from the ice, and most shatter in seconds. My eyes zero in on their faces as I’m leaving the club. I know some of these people.

“Yes. You corrupted them to do as you said, and you brought women like you to be corrupted. You made both of them follow the same road to damnation, but instead of trying to save them, you sent them all to Hell. You’ll never be a good person, Tanith, and this proves it,” the demon says.

I burn myself yet again with my blue flames, as I run away from the club. Seeing an incoming convoy of trucks and fancy cars carrying new slaves or degenerate visitors, I immediately run out into traffic with my flames at the ready, hoping to stop them or die in the process, but I get neither. Instead, an explosion from a flying object blows me away from the incoming traffic. Getting up, I see a flaming man with red swords for arms cutting people apart, burning them to ash. Some of his flames are on me, and yet, they don’t burn me and feel like paper tissue when I brush them off. When everyone in the convoy is dead, the flaming man approaches me, and his appearance disappears to reveal a surprisingly familiar face.

“Thaddeus?” I say surprised and guessing at the man’s name, as if struggling to believe my own eyes.

“Tanith? So, it’s you who my guardian angel wanted me to save,” he says.

Thaddeus is dressed in his usual black jacket, red shirt, dark jeans, and red sneakers, but for some reason, his eyes are red, orange, and yellow. I ask him about them, along with how he got his powers and why he’s here.

“It’s because God told my guardian angel to be here to help you,” Thaddeus simply says.

“When did you care about God or the supernatural? Last time we saw each other, you streamed a dare living here for a week, and wanted to come back to satiate your desires for younger women and men who dressed like women,” I say.

“That’s the past me. Recently, my guardian angel helped show me the error of my ways and repent. Did you hear about the destruction of the Jewel city?”

“That was you?”

“Indeed, and now I hear that the destruction of this sinful city is your test.”

“I’ll…take all the help I can get, I guess.”

As I should’ve expected, the superhumans and filth of this city come to see what all the noise is about and to see if they can pick the bones for anything to pleasure themselves with. Thaddeus’s body goes back to its flaming appearance as he goes to fight them, and not wanting him to be alone in it, I use my icy flames to help him from a distance. Interestingly, his flames don’t burn away my ice, and instead, work together with one another, burning people to ash and turning those trapped in the ice into bloody puddles. Every superhuman and criminal who tries to attack me is met with Thaddeus, who blocks their attacks, but I do get hit by stray bullets and physical hits from superhumans.

After taking care of the threats, Thaddeus asks me, “Are you okay, Tanith?”

“Yeah. My body was modified to deal with worse, so I’m fine,” I say as I pick out the bullets and shake off the pain dealt to me.

“When did you get those blue flames? Didn’t you have a drill in that left hand?”

“My guardian angel made this modification to me, along with the change in my body, hair, and eye color.”

“I was meaning to ask about that too, and was going to ask why someone would need a drill in your circumstance, but that’s probably best left unanswered. Can you see and hear my guardian angel?”

“Yours? I can’t. Can you see mine?”

“Not at all. Just wondering since we both seem to share the same hero’s power origin.”

“I’m not a hero. I’m not even a decent person.”

“You think that because of your past, don’t you? Well, don’t let that keep you down. Remember that the difference between a saint and a sinner is that a saint repents from their sins and makes amends, while a sinner is obstinate in their self-destruction.”

“My parents told me something similar to that.”

“Sounds like you had better parents than I did. Let’s make them proud, eh?”

“…right. Follow me. I know more places to hit to bring down this city.”

With Thaddeus behind me, I feel a sudden sense of comfort, like he’s an answer to my prayers. Is he?

“He is. He will be a valuable ally and invaluable friend for the rest of your life,” my guardian angel says.

I can’t say that the answer to my prayers surprises me anymore. They’re being answered in the strangest of ways as of late, so I hope that they continue to be and carry me through the challenge in front of me. What I’ve done has only destroyed a small portion of Exquista Caro. Much more needs to be done to make it fall completely, but at least I have another angel by my side with a fellow degenerate, who has seemingly overcome his sins.