Baron Samedi: A Short Story

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Baron Samedi, more commonly know as Samedi, had finished his job for the time being. Though he enjoyed bringing the damned to the underworld he often found himself in the presence of a woman, nine times out of ten not his betrothed, today he was agitated with the woman in his presence. “What do you want, Lilith?” His Haitian accent strong in his speech. “You know very well what I have come for, Samedi” She stated. Samedi simply laughed at her statement. “Woman, we have gone over this more times then I can count. I will not leave this world be. Far too much to be had.” Lilith scoffed and brushed her long auburn hair behind her shoulder, “Isn’t there any other world you can mess with? I was here first.” She told him. Samedi tsked and shook his head as he poured himself a glass of rum, motioning a sarcastic cheer to Lilith and taking a drink before speaking. “If I can recall correctly, you had left after your husband requested your submission. You have always been an insurgent, dear.” …show more content…

Samedi wore the title ‘god’ like a badge on display for most to see and was not afraid to rub it in this demon's face. By now, he had let down his disguise and showed his true form. ‘Skelly in a suit’ Lilith called it. He was now nothing more than a skeleton in a perfect black tuxedo and top hat. Lilith again scoffed at him. “Don’t you have a job to be doing?” Samedi asked. Though he knew that Lilith went on her personal whim, he was hoping to get rid of her as his duties as a loa were calling to him. The tables had turned and now Lilith wore the smug grin. She sat gracefully in the nearest black leather chair. “Nowhere to be, nothing to do.” Samedi squinted his eyes down into slits at her. They both stared at each other for a few moments before Samedi’s job had went from a small awareness in his skull to full on pounding. “You win woman. Now, leave” He told her pointing his bony finger to the now opening

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