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I made a little oneshot called Only Time Will Tell. It just showcases everything Jr has been through in summary and just little hint of the future. (Can anyone help me pick out names for Jr's sons?)

I also did this without the help of my beta, so if there are any mistakes, it's all me. This was long, didn't want to overwhelm him.

Prompt: Lustfully Bonded


Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away

Where innocence is burned in flames

A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead

I'm frozen to the bones, I am

Jr. stood slowly along with Adram, both eyeing the Princes of Hell warily. Asmodeus grinned and licked his lips slowly.

"So, what brings the Prince of the Underworld to our realm?"

Jr. gripped his scythe tightly, not trusting for anyone not to move against him and his knight. He remembered each one. He was staring into the eyes of the blue eyed one that stood before them.

"I-I-"

"Stop stuttering, boy. If you can't speak your mind, maybe you shouldn't have one. Just like your mother."

Jr. didn't know why, but the words that slew from the red eyed one turned him to pure rage.

"Satan, stop provoking his anger like that."

"I can't help it; he's still so young that he can't keep a lid on it."

Jr. could feel his anger being unleashed. He didn't care that much about what he'd said about his mother, she knew how to care for those who spoke ill of her, but for some reason, his head was bouncing.

"The bastard is insulting our kin! Fucking show him what respect means!"

Jr. could feel his claws lengthen and teeth sharpen. His Nergal was overriding his sense and he couldn't hold it.

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder. Adram wasn't even staring at him, but slowly, the rage was leaving him. He was feeling stupid and shameful of it.

"You are going to stop it."

Satan, who was smirking earlier, was now red faced with his own anger.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO, BOY?!"

Adram lit his hands and stared at him, his face not changing. Jr. was unsure if this was his fight anymore.

"We are here for the scythe."

The violet eyed one raised a brow.

"You mean this scythe?"

He brandished the scythe and Jr. felt a more righteous anger enter him.

"Give that back! You stole it from my dad, you dick!"

"Whoa, mouth on this one."

Jr. brandished his own scythe and stomped the butt into the ground. When his voice came out, his childish crack was gone and he was the Prince.

"Give me my father's scythe and my ripping of your entrails will be painless. Now."

Everyone blinked. Adram stood right next to him, unyielding. Then, the purple eyed one laughed at them.

"You truly believe that I, Lucifer of the Underworld, will give this back? Your father is beneath me and does not deserve the power he has. Come to think of it, neither do you."

"Would you like to take that power from me? Someone's already tried and they ended up no longer a part of this existence."

Lucifer looked to Asmodeus.

"I can't take this insolence. If it please you, kill the little boy and bring him back to his father in a bag, please. Adramelech…I hope you haven't forgotten about us. Your mother is worried sick."

"The Whore of Babylon is no one's mother. I think I'd rather be spawned."

Asmodeus looked back.

"Just go, I'll be there soon. I think boys like this one need a little…touch of something humbling."

The rest smiled and Lucifer cut a hole into the universe with his father's scythe. They left soon after. Asmodeus turned to look at them both.

"Well, boys shall we have some fun?"

TLTS

Minnie stared at the door to her brother's room. She could hear sniffling from the other side of the door.

What was she doing here? She didn't care for the girl that her brother had chosen for their mate. If anything, she wished she didn't exist. Her dream wouldn't be a dream anymore with her. She didn't even want another mate!

"How could he have made such a mindful thought for us?"

Thing was, that was her mate and because of it, she would feel what her mate felt. Right now, incredible sorrow ran through her and she knew it wasn't her own.

"Mate of my heart, I beseech thee, open thine mate's door."

She knew she wouldn't get an answer back. Her mate was a mute and would never speak to her beyond that of emotion.

She sighed. Well, if she wouldn't get an answer, she would certainly speak her mind.

"Be of mind that even though you are a mate of mine, I certainly have no hopes of your stay. I have no true love for you…"

She was met with silence, but then something interesting happened. The door creaked and she was met with ruby eyes. Her feelings were turned to curiosity and apprehension.

"Thou art of empty mind to the situation."

The door opened more and she was staring at the almond face of the girl named Mimi. It was actually the first time seeing her since her change.

Her brother had given her a white dress. It wasn't anything extravagant, a blouse with a black belt that made her think about her mother when she was young. She had the same boots on though.

"I figured thou would hole thyself up till Earth's apocalypse."

Mimi only stared.

"May I enter?'

Mimi stared some more and then turned to the side so that Minnie could walk in.

"Thank thee."

Mimi nodded, the first response she ever seen the girl give. She didn't much for it.

She looked around her brother's room. It hadn't been long since she had been in here. Once they mated, she often would slip into her brother's room and sleep right next tom him, head to chest, breath ghosting his just pubescent hairs. She could still scent him and a mixture of herself as well and she breathed deeply. As much as she was angry with him, he still calmed her down.

That didn't change the fact that she could smell her now inside the room, on the bed…dug in his covers.

"Why haven't you left?"

Mimi had come to sit on the bed and it didn't anger Minnie, just annoy her. She was looking at her with blank eyes and unexpressed mouth.

That's what made her most apprehensive about the union. Her mate was a mute and an emotional wall. There was no face of feeling, but she could feel those feelings. Therein lie the problem; when they were close together, she couldn't tell if the emotions she felt through her entwining were her brother's or the girl's

"You are free. You don't have to stay."

Mimi looked away from her and glanced around the room. Her brother's room. Once again, that curiosity came back, but something else as well. Embarrassment, wonder, and…a slight pump of her heart.

Minnie knew what that heart pump was.

"Thou hath infatuation with gallantry!? Mine heart is not thou's knight in silver armor, but mine own!"

Minnie stomped out and slammed the door, though the feelings didn't leave, but she could feel something else within her heart; shame and question. What she couldn't figure out was if it was coming from herself or the girl?

TLTS

Jr. and Adram both waited with bated breath as they faced Asmodeus. Jr. finally got an actual look at the guy. He was halfway wearing a button up shirt, his chest showing. Halfway meaning one sleeve was off and the other was slightly on his shoulder, slightly on his arm, making it look like he had a fur on instead of a shirt. His pants were tight on him, showcasing his package. Sick.

"Well, anyone going to start?"

Jr. was tempted to run straight at him, but his Nergal wouldn't shut up and continuously told him to wait.

"Trust me; you don't want to go stabbing blindly at his guy."

What did his Nergal know that he didn't?

"Why did you take my father's scythe? Who are you guys?"

"Oh god, pleasantries. For someone supposed to be Death's heir, you don't know much about the other Hellish Plains, do you?"

Jr. looked perturbed, annoyed and embarrassed that he really didn't know what or who they were.

"You see, we are the Seven Princes of Hell, rulers of each sin and demon within our levels of Hell, the embodiment of evils within all humans that have given their souls over to us! Well, it's actually wrong because there are nine levels of hell. Guess we couldn't split ourselves into more sins for each level."

Asmodeus shrugged pensively. Jr. couldn't help, but feel somewhat hesitant about this particular Prince.

"What sin do you embody?"

Asmodeus seemed to revel in the answer.

"Lust."

Jr. felt a shiver pass through him.

"Do you feel that? I could. Yes, I know all about your little enrapture with your sister, as well as the spawn of Mihnos."

Jr. didn't reply, couldn't. His mouth was too dry, his thoughts racing by seconds, his hands clammy. He didn't know why this…thing made him feel like he wanted to run away. Asmodeus began to circle them, not close, but enough that Jr. could hear him loud and clear.

"I've seen it all and I wonder, this love you hold for your sister; is it true love or just something your little horny mind concocted because she was the closest girl you could find."

"Jr, don't listen. He's trying to make you doubt yourself, make you feel shame."

He could hear Adram, but that didn't stop his Nergal from doing the opposite.

"I am only a piece of your sister and what your sister feels for you isn't all that innocent…you know that as well as I do."

"Why can't my sister love me like just a guy, why does everyone say it's so bad."

"Incest has always been frowned upon. Those of the same blood are never supposed to mix, it isn't natural."

"Stop it."

"What makes it even worse is that you couldn't stop at just your sister, but also the girl, that piteous daughter of that whore hero. Is she your next conquest, will you make her like her mother?"

"Stop it, end it!"

"Are you going to create a harem? Who else shall you pull, that ghost girl from the well?"

Jr. couldn't think, the voices all over the place riding into his head. Asmodeus' was the loudest.

"You know that when your sister dies, she won't be able to get into heaven because she loves you so. She will die, with how negligent you've' been. How long has it been since she last died?"

Jr's eyes widened to dinner plates and he swallowed thickly. How did he know?

"Her tentacles ripped form their sockets, her arm and legs torn off. Such a sweet girl with such tasty lust, giving her all for a brother who didn't even love her, how delicious. You know, I actually want to see how she shall taste. I am lust, I think she will suffice.

The ground below erupted. Asmodeus had leapt back away from the flames that scorched the fluid ridden ground of the second level of hell. Adram stood in front of a surprised Jr., who was starting to stand again.

"I think you just went a little too far."

"What, don't think she'd taste incredible? Her mother was a looker; I think she'd be a second best."

Jr. growled loud and angrily. NO, no more pity and fear. He knew too much, he disrespected his mom, himself, and both his mates!

"ARGGGH"

Jr. had shoved his scythe's blade into the ground with all his might, splitting rock right up to the Corrupter of Desire.

"You may be a prince, but so am I. I deserve respect; as well do my mates and you will show it. I will ask only once more because you have tried my patience to the fullest extent; give my father's scythe back!"

Asmodeus grinned maliciously.

"Try me, boy."

"Cut. His! HEAD! OFF!"

Jr. grew his claws and clutched his scythe hard.

"I hope you're ready. I will rip out your stomach and feed it to you, you bastard."

TLTS

Adram hadn't paid much attention to the conversation, only to the fact that Deus had been trying at Jr's emotions. He knew that was what Deus was going to go for, but he didn't know that Jr. had felt that bad about how he felt about his sister. And did he mean, die again?

He didn't have much time to think as they had already gone about fighting Asmodeus.

Jr. had sprint quickly across the dirty plain and swiped at the prince. Deus dodged and punched the ground. Horns sprout from the underside and now it's Jr. retreating, moving from side to side to keep from impalement.

Adram comes from behind Jr. and throws fire balls, both hands aflame and dangerous. Deus slips between and catches Adram in the chest, sending him with a kick of his legs. He bounds off the floor and back onto his feet with the spring of his back as Adram slides away, trying to keep balance.

"That isn't the best you can do, is it?"

Jr. comes running, twirling his scythe expertly, as if he had the weapon his entire life. Rocks were being cut from the ground and thrown at Deus. His opponent covered his face with his arms and flipped away from Adram's fire fist.

"Girls, I think these two need to cool down, what you think?"

Moans entered Jr's ears and he was blinking at pale skinned, naked woman with bat wings at their back. Pardon him, somewhat naked. Demonically chiseled boots, sharp as daggers, covered each foot, as well as black gloves of the same features. What could pass as a bra strapped their breasts and a cup covered the flesh of their groins. He could still see their hairs just above.

"Like them? Took me some time to finally get them perfect, but then again, humans hadn't even been made yet, so they wouldn't be able to tell the difference. That's not all."

The same woman walked the ground; just without wings and their groin covers were curiously silver.

"Jr. watch it!"

Jr. moved before even knowing what he was dodging. One had crept from behind him and…shot some phallic tentacle from its groin. He felt a disgust well within him and he wanted to retch.

More creatures rode up from behind them; Minotaurs with bull heads and rams horns with naught, but cloths covering them, not even fully as he saw slightly what large lie underneath. It was almost grotesque in size and he knew as any boy with searching nature that it would be impossible to fit any woman, human or otherwise.

"Please play nice with these two. I want slaves after this is over."

They encroached on the two and the duo and hit back to back.

"This just got more interesting, huh?"

"More like fucking perverted."

That was all they could get out before the demons attacked.

TLTS

Minnie didn't know why, but her heart was beginning to beat harder. It couldn't be the girl, she checked on her just a minute ago and she was asleep.

What was her brother doing that was making him so strenuous; she could feel his emotions even through the portal. Where was he? She didn't know all the places the portal went, but its main destination was the Nine Circles of Hell. Why would he go there?

"I hope mine heart is safe. Please, brother, thou's return is most needed."

Perhaps she should ask her father if he knew where he was.

TLTS

Jr. cut through the phallus that had reached for him, the screech that followed thrumming his skull while he sliced through the torso of a Minotaur that had gotten too close. Blood spurted, but it was congealed and the way it spurted…he tried not to think too much on it.

Adram was having a different problem. He couldn't get enough of a burn on to expertly kill one of the demons. He would blast one, but another would immediately pull it away and take its place, coming to slash at him with claws sharp enough to gouge out his stomach.

Asmodeus was sitting on a throne made of the demons, each one creating a specific part. He was looking on with disinterest, instead taking to caressing the buttocks of one of the woman.

"You are exceptionally voluptuous my dear, I take great pleasure in creating you."

Jr. would continuous hear him praise one of his "creations" in various vulgarities as he battled. Touching them, grabbing them. While he had felt disgusted, in the back of his mind all he could think about was how Minnie would rub against him if they were in their moods, trying to get at him harder, as if wanting to meld into one person.

He hadn't taken notice as Asmodeus was looking directly at him, smiling as if he had finally gotten exactly what he wanted. He was too wrapped in his thoughts, but it seemed as though all the enemies were backing away, slower so as not to rile him. He couldn't take notice as his thoughts actually devoured his mind.

"Brother mine…"

Jr's mind stopped. Why was she here?

"Please, brother…"

He could hear her, smell her, feel her. It was his sister, his mate and she was asking of him. How did she…?

"Brother, I followed thee. I was so worried that you had left me, afraid that something had happened. You didn't tell me that where you were going and I was afraid I…"

His eyes glazed over and he could feel his mate's breath, her hands ghosting over his chest and abdomen.

"No, Mins, I…I really can't remember what I'm doing. I think I was fighting, but I don't know for what."

"Dost it truly matter? We art together with nary a thought that shalt tear away from us."

"But Mimi…?"

"…who is she…?"

"If that is what thou wish, I shalt certainly not mind having her."

"But you were against me mating her."

"Art thou not happy with my decision?"

"Happy…?"

That's just it, he didn't feel anything. If his sister was on him, he would feel the sheer want from her, the power of their mating calling him. This couldn't be her.

"Who are you?"

"Brother mine-

"Spare the theatrics and stop lying! Get off me!"

The doppelganger clung to him, whimpering in fright, but that didn't deter him from freeing himself. As soon as he got loose, he grabbed her neck and breathed deeply. It was close, but this wasn't her true scent. He could barely smell himself on her when just this morning, what he smelled like wrapped around her body like perfume.

"…fucking…BASTARD!"

He held her up and his vision finally came into play. Asmodeus was on the edge of his seat, incredulous with anger and his hands gripping his "creations" rather painfully. Jr. stared directly at him and snapped the neck of the mimicry he was holding, throwing the now limp body straight at the lord of lust. Asmodeus couldn't catch her in time and was hit in the face.

"You fucking brat! How dare you kill one of my best creations!?"

Jr. pulled his scythe from the ground and faced against the now enraged Deus.

"No more! I will kill you myself and rip out your tongue to skull fuck you with it!"

Jr. was wary. All the demons that had been encroaching again began to melt into the ground, the flesh on the dirt writhing as it sucked in the demonic skin and bones. He caught sight of Adram, his fists ablaze and sweating hard.

Then, the retreating began to melt and slid towards Asmodeus. They all began to clot onto his body, merging and solidifying onto his form. Jr. was so enraptured; he jumped when Adram came up from behind him.

"We are so fucked."

"How come?"

"It's his true form."

Jr. looked back and finally got a true glimpse of what the Princes of Hell truly were. Asmodeus was no longer the suave face that had been glaring at them. Now, his skin was that of his eyes, blue skinned. His hair was actually violet compared to everything else. The flesh that was visible had strips covering like a zebra. Two menacing heads emerged from his back, spinal arms with skulls of a ram and bull with their jaws unnaturally sharp and snapping at the ends and a tail with the same structure with that of a giant snake with fangs that would make a lion run with fear jerked around, hissing at them both. He was a chimera with the body of a man and the rest, animalistic.

What was the worst were his eyes. They were red with his pupils right in the middle, as if zeroed in on him.

If Jr. had time to shiver, it was only a second. Asmodeus arrived in front of both of them and it was almost as if the violence was a person.

He decked Adram in the neck, throwing his flaring body clear across the lands. He slid across the fleshy ground, right until he hit the edge of a cliff, just above the rushing waters that housed the souls of the dead…who all seemed to notice that someone was just above land, a place away from the harsh river Styx. Some had grabbed onto his hair and while some had let go from the pain of heat, others held on with their lives, slowly pulling him in.

"Get the fuck off of me!"

Jr. barely got his scythe up before Prince Deus hit him too, sending him upwards instead of away, but just as he flew upwards, Lust grabbed his ankles and slammed him into the ground.

Jr. jerked off the ground and gasped, but was met with a vicious grip to his spine. He was picked up like a rag doll and shook around. He held on with dear life, but he knew if he didn't get the bastard off him quick, he'd be separated from his body and become powerless.

Suddenly, Adram came from behind and let loose a series of punches to Asmodeus, sending him careening and knocking Jr. loose.

Jr. dropped to the ground and coughed into his hands. Adram kneeled beside him, but kept his eye on the prince.

"You have to get up. He'll kill us both if he sees an opening."

Jr. got up slowly and looked at the demon he faced. He was quick and stricking, like a cobra. He was easy to fight and parry when he wasn't suped up, but now it was as if he was fighting a cheetah.

He clenched his scythe and it dissolved into dust.

"LET ME OUT!"

The once joking, perverted demon he hid in his body was gone, now replaced by a ravenous beast. He could feel the flesh crawl up his bones, covering every weakness. His mate's eye rolled into his socket and from it, darkness grew around his body, black skin creating a dangerous being. His wings spread, his claws sharpened, and his tail flicked with a promise of slicing flesh.

Adram watched his charge become more of something else entirely. He once again had himself wondering if being with this boy was such a good idea.

Whether he was sure or not, there wasn't much time. Jr. had started to move. Asmodeus also began to run, his various beast heads roaring as if to spur him on. They jumped together and it was as if forces of nature clashed together.

Asmodeus had kicked out with his right leg, which now had been encased in bones that looked avian in character, talons sharp and cutting. Jr. caught it and brought his own leg up to catch Deus' side. It worked and sent lust down into the ground.

Jr. fell down, claws first in hopes of gouging out Deus' stomach. Instead, the bull and ram came up and caught Jr's hands before he could get close. He was tossed from side to side before they let go and Jr. crashed into a tree. He growled once he was able to right himself.

Asmodeus stood up from the crater he made and hissed at him. Jr.s was the first to initiate and flew straight at the seven foot demon. He punched and kicked, all in vain with blocks and dodges. He flipped in the air then dropped and ran up to meet him. He locked himself in with the bull and ram again, trying to push and pull at them until he could get close enough. He used his tail to slice at Deus' snake should it feel bold enough to come close.

Asmodeus didn't account for Adram. He came up from behind and caught his tail in flamed hands. The snake hissed and screeched out a foul sound. Deus' looked back and yelled at him, but could do nothing as Jr. still had hold of both his animal heads.

"How about a little tug of war?"

At that moment, both Jr. and Adram began to walk back, pulling at the extra appendages. The bull and ram heads which had at first been biting were now wriggling in hopes of escape, which Jr. didn't offer. He gripped harder, extending piercing tentacles from his back and stabbing them into one of the junctures of the spinal cords. He could hear the cracking.

Adram held on as best he could. The viper was doing a mix between snapping at him and screeching. Every time it flicked its head, he would almost get lifted from the ground.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."

Still, now the head was only struggling to be able to move. The screams were gone and now-

KRSSSSSSHHHHCK! Jr. and Adram flew away from Asmodeus, both holding onto the ends.

Jr. stood up and the heads and partial spines of the bull and ram. He threw them over his shoulder and looked towards the still blue body.

Adram rubbed his head and looked up. The snake head was on the ground, wriggling and gliding across the ground, all before it stopped completely. He turned to where Asmodeus was lying and saw Jr. begin to walk towards him.

"Be careful."

Just as he said that, Deus' shot up from the ground and kicked at Jr. with his armored leg. Jr. caught it and snapped the ankle, holding on while Asmodeus shivered in pain.

"Ahh, never mind."

Jr. stared at Lust with emotionless eyes before he grabbed the leg with his other hand farther down and pulled with the hand that gripped the foot. Blood spurted onto his face once it came off and he didn't even flinch.

Deus did, however, and was now trying to crawl away. Jr. walked up beside him and laid his hands gently on his back. Deus stopped moving and looked up behind him. Jr. wasn't even looking at him anymore, just his back. Deus turned around and lowered his arms to rest, looking at Adram. It was a staring contest, but it was Adram who looked away.

GLUSSSHHHH! Jr. had dug his hand into Deus' back and was now in the process of removing his spine. It was bloody and gory and Asmodeus would flinch and twitch every time Jr. pulled out a section. Soon, he was holding Asmodeus' spine, a mixed color of blood red and bone white shining out, with the spine attached to the three ends of the broken head pieces. It withered into dust and the blood dripped from his hands.

"…you, *gurgle*, won't leave with your father's scythe…*cough*"

He was still alive.

"Lucifer, *breathes deeply*…Lucy will kill, *ghack*, before you ever see that thing again."

Jr. emerged his scythe.

"I wouldn't count on it."

Asmodeus' head was rolling within the next instant.

Jr. let the flesh receded into his hood. He was boney again. Adram came up next to him. He looked up at him and sighed.

Then Jr. felt it; his father's scythe. He looked up and Adram followed his view to see the last six Princes of Hell standing on a cliff just above them.

"We're going to have to kill them all, aren't we?"

Adram didn't answer, as if the answer weren't already known. Each and every one of them would have to die before they ever got that scythe back. But for what reason…why?

TLTS

Minnie walked up to the stone staircase, standing at the bottom. She stood before her father and he looked at her, not saying a word. It wasn't as if he didn't know why she was there.

"Brother mine, where is he?"


Sorry for the long wait, college is the only time I will ever have to put fanfiction aside and be a good student.

So, how was that for a fight scene? Was it good or do I need a little more practice? Haven't been able to really get fight scenes, just romance.