Lying on her bed, dressed in absolutely nothing, Lucy Heartfilia, daughter of the Lord of Sin, stared at her bedroom's ceiling for what seemed like hours. A quick glance to her right to look at the sundial showed that only mere 30 minutes had passed. She was bored out of her mind.
Her blond hair was strewn across her pillows and her skin had a slight sheen of sweat covering it.
Usually she would be checking out any of the angels hostages or prisoners and take them into her room for some rough playtime, but the whole ordeal with the endless war that seemed to stretch for centuries had her drained out. There was nothing for her to look forward to anymore and her appetite for the opposite sex had lost its appeal overtime.
The Eternal Conflict between the angels and demons had been going on since the start of time, demons deeming themselves fit to rule the Higher Heavens while the angels thought themselves the only beings worth existing. Lucy had read about the war from some of the books the demons thought worthy to steal but not bothering to read. The library which she had constructed herself with the bones of their fallen was extensive and the only reader besides Lucy was another little demoness; Levy McGarden. Lucy grinned, that little spitfire would disappear for days just reading about whatever she could grab her hands on and would forget entirely that she needed to feed. Lucy would occasionally grab an unconscious low level demon and tossed the bugger at Levy. She would then grudgingly bite into the flesh for awhile and take what she needed to survive instead of killing the demon outright.
Lucy shook her head. Levy was weird like that.
Suddenly, commotion could be heard outside Lucy's door. It was usually a normal occurrence but something felt urgent about it. Out of curiosity, Lucy went out of her room and was greeted with the sight of demons pulling angels by their rusty chains tying their hands and feet. The angels shuffled and stumbled trying to keep up with their demon captors.
"Get a move on ya good for nothin' winged angels" sneered Jose, one of her father's favourite general. He punctuated his words with a spiked whip snapping at one of them. The hit angel flinched but continued to walk quietly despite the blood seeping out from his numerous wounds. Lucy grabbed the nearest demon, whose eyes nearly bugged out at being hauled by the princess.
"Are the hostages of importance?"
"Y-yes my princess! At least two of them were leading the big armies and I heard we captured an angel able to bend metals to his will. We can force him to make for us weapons!" His eyes were filled with sadistic glee and Lucy had no doubt what kind of toture they plan on enforcing on the said angel.
Lucy trailed after them, the corridor opening up to a massive circular hall decorated with blood and dead animals. The stench would no doubt be unbearable for the angels as they were used to everything pure and holy. The hostages were pushed to kneel on the floor, in a straight line facing Jose whose face had morphed into something of malicious glee.
"I was goin' to send you shit heads to my Lord of Sin but who says I can't have my share of fun before I present ya lot to him eh?" The rest of the demon horde cackled along with Jose as if the idea of presenting the angels in one piece tickled their funny bones.
"Open their hoods! I want to see their faces when they cry out for mercy." Jose ordered his underlings and they rushed to do the deed, sharing his excitement on breaking the angels.
Lucy observed from afar, content to be just a spectator. One by one the hoods were yanked back to reveal the mysterious faces, still flawless despite their armor being broken in numerous places.
One angel had a massive build, a scar slashed across his right eye, looking like lightning and had blonde hair just like Lucy's. Another had raven hair, lean body and slanted eyes. As he breathed, surprisingly calm despite the stench, Lucy could see clouds of cold vapour surrounding him. The next had thick black hair, sharp features with blood red eyes. What surprised Lucy was that he had metal piercings adorning his face. Do angels like that? The last was smaller in size but lean as well. Lucy had to control her giggle. He had pink hair! His eyes, though. Green with flecks of brown, they looked firm and fierce. However, Lucy could sense a tiredness in them. Lucy cocked her head at that, why was he tired?
Jose kicked the giant blonde first in his right shoulder but the giant refused to fall back. He opened his knees wider to keep his centre of gravity lower while Jose continued on with his onslaught. Jose used his spiked whip again and again, and his horned knuckles and feet. Finally, Jose let out a roar which the other demons howled in return and he delivered a powerful punch to the giant's stomach. The giant's body lurched forward but refused to fall flat on his face. His face faced downwards and blood dripped from his mouth. Seemingly satisfied with his reaction, Jose continued along the line.
Lucy watched with disinterest. Jose seemed to continue his one sided beatings on the angels until they could no longer glare at him. It was all so, predictable and boring. What did he gain, Lucy wondered. There were no jewels, no treasure to be had after the mini show. Just him slaking off his desire to show the angels who was the bigger being. Her eyes raked the last one however, he still had yet to succumb to Jose's beatings. In fact, with every blow, his eyes became more primal and fierce, losing their tiredness. It was as if he was becoming more, animalistic, if that trait was even possible in an angel. The room was getting heated and Lucy was thrumming with excitement. She finally found one who could withstand her playtime! He could even deliver it back to her ten fold! The idea of their future time together brought wetness between her thighs. Lucy rubbed them together and licked her lips, time to steal the hostage.
A/N: hi! This is my first fanfic hope you've enjoyed it so far. :) inspired by Diablo 3 game, sorry if there are any errors!
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