09: A Little Mayhem Never Hurt Anyone.
It wasn't long before news of Michael's demise and Lux's disappearance got around. Every hunter, angel, and demon was up in arms. Sam and Dean looked at the Horsemen's rings feeling more helpless than ever. They felt guilt for having brought Lux into their mess in the first place. So much of it could have all been avoided if they didn't prioritize each other.
Heaven was running ragged with no sign of Lucifer, putting up every possible defense. But down in Hell, Crowley had fled, leaving Lucifer his throne. He sat, only half listening to the demons scurrying around, waiting for orders. He felt oddly, like something was missing. He looked joyless, melancholy written all over his face, contorted towards anger. He had to find whoever tried to kill Lux and get rid of the Winchesters if he wanted to see Lux again.
"Sir..?" a demon broke him from his thoughts. "What would you like for us to do?"
"Find me whoever tried to purposely run Lux Maristela off the road to her death on November 19th. Bring them to me alive. I'll take care of them."
The demons began running about to find this person or persons and not get smited by Lucifer. He clenched his fists, her face flashing before his eyes. Her smile, her gallant violet eyes. Her laugh filled his consciousness. "Find them!" He demanded. "And find them fast before I start tearing apart every human, angel, and demon that walks this Earth."
Raziel peeked around the corner, shaking her head, and quickly teleported herself back to Earth on her favorite beach to think. She had to find Lux before Lucifer and the world fell to shambles. "I'm coming Lux," she muttered, looking to the sky and unfurling her wings. "Don't go darkside yet in that sleep. Please."
"We tried to save her," Sam tried to reason.
"She didn't want to be saved!" Dean argued, throwing a beer bottle into Bobby's fireplace.
"She was just trying to survive, Dean!"
"She massacred her entire family over the course of her life! We find her, we end her. She's not human anymore and she's a threat. She manipulates and betrays. Anything to survive."
"Isn't that what any creature that doesn't want to die does? Look at what we do for each other, Dean! We started the freaking apocalypse because we chose each other! We are no better and she is no worse."
Dean shook his head, staring out at the night sky. "She chose Lucifer, Sam. That's the difference."
Sam sighed and rubbed his face. "What if we found the guys that tried to kill her?"
"Why?!"
"Maybe it'll help us understand! She wiped out her entire family without anyone noticing or batting an eye. Why would someone purposely try to kill her before she even knew about the apocalypse? What if there's more here we're not seeing?"
"What does it matter?" Dean groaned. "She chose the freakin' devil! Not us!"
The younger Winchester stopped and stared at his brother, arching an eyebrow. "You're still pretty messed up about that, huh?" He mused. "But she spared our lives, Dean. She wanted us to escape. She didn't flip the switch. She's still worth saving."
Dean rolled his eyes and walked off, leaving Sam alone in the room. He sighed and looked to the window, the night sky reminding him of Lux's wings. "He'll come around," he spoke quietly as if Lux could hear him. "We'll get you out of this, Lux."
Dean flopped on his bed, staring out the window at the foot of his bed. He stared for maybe five minutes before anger boiled within him. He jumped up and paced a moment before punching his wall. I fucking told you this would happen, Lux, he thought, pacing once more. "Where the fuck even are you?" He muttered, running his hands through his hair. "What did that jackass do to you?" Will we actually ever see you again…?
She was floating in darkness, unable to access her body. But she could hear. She could hear everything. Not that there was anything outside her little prison to hear, but every time someone thought about her or talked like she was there, she could hear it. She could feel their anguish.
"I'm coming, Lux. Don't go darkside in that sleep. Please."
Raziel…
"We'll get you out of this, Lux…"
Sam Winchester…
Even Dean's curses and questions and Lucifer's thoughts and memories. She heard them all thinking about her, praying for her. Dean seemed as lost as Lucifer, something that greatly confused her. But she could hear them. And she tried her damndest to scream back, unable to reach anyone outside of her box. She screamed and screamed in her mind each day and night, listening to everyone think about her. Her rage grew from being some confined and frustrated. She lost track of time. Perhaps he had forgotten her. As time passed, she began to think everyone did. Because after a while, nobody called to her. Nobody thought of her. She was left in her little darkness to scream and feel the pain.
If she did ever get out of that box, there would be hell to pay for forgetting about Lux Maristela.
A/N: Soo, that's all folks loll I'm actually planning on doing this in a few short books. I didn't expect to get this far, honestly loll Thank you to all who have read, followed, and favorited. You're all wicked. So stay tuned for book II: Mayhem.
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KurakiChan
