Epilogue

King of Hell

Hell

"I was so close." Satan whined as he sat on his throne, his demonic wenches rubbing his body as they walked in a circle around him. His oldest daughter was dead, his son betrayed him, and on top of that he had to spend all eternity with the queen of all bitches.

"That's what I always hated about you, Lucy." Glory said as she sat on the arm rest of his seat. "You whine too much."

"Well, I did kill millions of humans." he agreed, feeling a little better about himself. That lasted only a second as he looked up and saw a familar figure walking towards them. "No not you again."

"What?" Xander asked with a pout. "You hate seeing old friends? Oh Lucy you need to lighten up some. Especially since we're going to spend so much time together."

"What do you mean?" Satan asked standing to his feet and knocking whores out of his way.

"Just call me a gift from, Jehovah." Xander replied with a smirk. "And, I'm here to torture you for... maybe a couple of hundred years or so."

"Get him."

"I thought you'd say something like that." Xander replied as he started to hack and slash at the demons. Somewhere in a place called Heaven, God smiled at this.