Heyo- So yeah, heres the 3rd installment. I would really love it if you guys could tell me what you think, or give suggestions...
As the days went by, the mayor was slowly falling into his trap, and he eagerly explained his plan to his teammates. Little did he know, his plan was working a little TOO well. Instead of the mayor just trying to be his best friend, and trust him, his unsuspecting victim had started to fall for him, finding his looks and personality absolutely addictive. Sadly, Lucifer found himself feeling something towards the target, but he convinced himself the butterflies were just from anxiety about their plan, that the heat that spread over his face sometimes was just from being out in the sun for too long. But he wouldn't have to worry about it for too long. The heist was set to go next week, and then they would take the city for themselves, kicking the heroes and mayor out of their city on their asses, but in the meantime, the trio had decided to pull off one last little heist, a simple bank robbery, for the good old times. They suited up and left their headquarters, ignoring the odd sense of foreboding hanging over their heads.
"ON THE FLOOR, HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD" Lucifer shouted, people screaming in fear as he illusioned up multiples of himself, leaving him free to go help Kuro and Gil.
He started to make his way to the vault, but a hand stretched out and grabbed his ankle, stopping him. He looked down and froze, seeing the angry face of the mayor staring up at him.
"I knew it was you!"
Lucifer felt his heart stop. He opened his mouth, to say something.
"You're the one who broke into my office that one time!"
Oh- So he didn't recognize him after all, thank god. He opened his mouth to bark at him to release him and be a good hostage, but the doors of the bank burst open before he could speak.
He looked back, gritting his teeth when he saw his least favorite people emerge from the dust, the Fabulous 4.
"Darkling! Let the mayor go!" Captain Marvel shouted, taking on a ridiculous pose.
He made a split second decision and grabbed Luciano's arm, yanking him up and holding him against his chest as he struggled, placing the palm of his hand close to his temple as his hand started to glow blue.
"Stand down, or I kill him." His voice wavered and he hooped no one noticed that, or the trembling of his hands.
Captain Marvel almost charged, but Magicka put a hand out to stop him. "We can't risk it, We can't endanger a life." He made a face and stepped back.
His heart was racing, and he could tell the Mayors was too. He started to step back, his illusions rushing the heroes to throw them off as he turned and ran, Luciano now draped over his shoulder securely. He skidded into the vault, startling Kuro and Gil.
"The four idiots are here, lets grab what we have and split up!" He grabbed a duffel bag, and still holding the Mayor, he ran out the emergency exit, narrowly avoiding a series of exploding teacups as he darted out the emergency exit, and took off. The second he took off though, Luciano started screaming bloody murder in his ear. Lucifer winced and tightened his grip.
Would you stop screaming dammit! I'm not going to drop you, you'll be fine!"
Luciano instantly stopped struggling, looking at his captor. The comforting but gruff tone of the voice sounded a little too familiar for them to have just met that one time… His eyes spied a small latch holding his mask on his face. He reached for it, and by the time Lucifer realized what had just happened, his mask was gone and the cold wind was hitting his flushed and clammy skin. His eyes widened and he stopped, hovering. Luciano had leaned back and was looking at his face, his face showing his shock and disbelief, his hair whipping around his face.
"Lucifer...all along, it was you?" he whispered, hurt.
Lucifer couldn't respond, his throat too tight to draw in air.
"Answer me!" Luciano begged, gripping the fabric on his shoulder.
Lucifer squeezed his eyes shut. "...I was tricking you all along. I only needed you to trust me so we could use you, to gain control of the city."
Luciano held in a quiet sob. "You damn liar! You can't mean that!"
"I do. I never liked you." he whispered.
Luciano sobbed quietly against his shoulder, and Lucifer put on his game face, headed towards the outskirts of town, where their hideout was. Upon landing Gilbert took Luciano to a holding cell while Lucifer made to go to his room, only to find his path blocked by Kuro.
"What are you giving me that look for?" he growled testily.
Kuro grabbed his collar and pulled him down, snarling.
"He saw your face, didn't he? Lucifer, if he knows your identity, it could ruin everything we have worked so hard towards!"
"So what if he did? He won't tell any-"
Kuro interrupted him. "It doesn't matter! You've shown him too much. You know what we do to those who know too much."
Lucifer felt dread take an icy grip on his heart. "You mean.."
"We eliminate them. And if you are truly loyal to us, you won't have a problem with that."
Lucifer shook his head numbly.
"Good. We will take care of him later."
Kuro left, leaving him alone with his thoughts as he sank down onto their couch. At some point during his fake confession to Luciano, he had felt like he had died inside, and the butterflies in his stomach had become angry snakes. he sat there for a few hours, his mind in turmoil. He was 32, and had never been in love before, much less had anyone love him. Yet, he had finally had a chance, and he had ripped it to shreds, in favor of dominating a city he honestly didn't like. But he was also loyal. He had known his teammates his entire life, and what would it say about him if he betrayed his own brother in favor of love? Maybe he should just go talk to Gilbert.
So yeah, the next chapter will be the last installment, unless enough people ask for a revamped and extended version