Author's notes:
This wasn't planned AT ALL !
One look to tumblr yesterday evening and-... *sigh. I couldn't let this prompt pass !
UNLIGHTED
He hears something.
It's distant – it seems to be -, but the distance stays short to reassure him. A few meters. Less than that.
He hears that cry, that growl and freezes.
He doesn't freeze. He never froze. And yet, here he is; not moving a muscle, not even daring to breathe.
Because he can't see.
Everything is dark, unlighted.
"What is this place?", he wonders and knows the answer, anyway. He knows, but can't see.
If he can't see this place or the origin of that noise… It means that nothing of this is real, right? The air begins to freeze in his lungs; he hears another sound – the same as before, but much closer this time.
He is cold. He never was before.
"What is this place?"
He repeats these few words in his head, hoping to see more clearly. He must see, he should see… Why can't he?!
He clings to these words with despair, clinging to this comforting fantasy; he feels it slide into the darkness that surrounds him, throwing him away in this terrible reality.
His reality from now on.
Alone, vulnerable… and blind.
The origin of the growl knew it long before he did and it is now far too close to his ignorance to let him a tiny chance of survival.
-xXx-
"Lucifer! Luc-!"
Something blows up in his ears.
His ears are whistling.
"LAPD; freeze!"
Hurried steps before him. Behind him, too. His ears are still whistling; this is so dreadful.
Other explosions. Gunshots… These are gunshots.
The detective. Chloe… Not safe.
He can't move his hands away from his eyes, totally paralyzed by the pain he's feeling at this spot. He rubs his fingers against his eyelids.
Bad idea… A terrible one.
He opens his mouth to yell the detective's name. Why is he moaning? That is not what he wants to do, that is n-
"Lucifer… Oh God!"
He didn't hear her coming back. He wants to say how relief he is, but still those moans of pain…
"Man down! Biocorp station. Call an ambulance! Hurry!"
Hurry?
He is fine, he just needs to-… His eyelids are on fire, he can't put out that fire inside his eyes.
He jumps as he feels hands encircling his wrists.
"Hey, easy there… easy, okay? It's just me; Chloe."
He stops another moan and manages to say some nonsensical syllables to her.
"Help's on the way, Lucifer. You're gonna be fine."
Her voice sounds tense. Anxious.
Fine? It is not fine, not even close. He can't get up; the pain is confining him to the ground.
"…-ck my-… F-…"
"What?"
He tries again, better.
"Fu-Fuck… my damn… Father, D-Detective…"
She laughs. Just a bit. He would like do the same, too.
Her hands leave his wrists and rest on his, her fine fingers finding his to move them away from his tormented face.
His heart is racing; this is a bad idea. He can't tell why, but it is.
"Look at me."
Her hands keep moving his, which are still shaking with pain.
This is a terrible idea.
But he does as she said.
His breathing quickens, his heart races inside his chest and he's trembling more than before, almost convulsing on the floor. He can feel Chloe's hands squeeze his to reassure him. It doesn't work.
He can't-
He can't-
"No."
"Lucifer? Wha-?"
"No. No… No, no-!"
He abruptly moves away from her and feels his back hit something metallic. His own fingers brush his mouth, his nose and finally… his eyes. His fingers that tense around them.
"I-I ca-… I can't see!"
Author's notes:
So? How was it?
Sorry, it was pretty short, but I didn't want to write more than that for the first chapter. ^^
There will be several chapters; don't know how many yet.
Let a review if you liked it =3