Lucifer: More Than My Own Existence

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Taken

Michael stood at the top of the precinct's stairs and watched as his twin comforted his daughter, feeling a little jealous Lucifer could be there physical for her while he had to keep his distance. He couldn't be prouder of Sara, not only had she solved Liz's murder, but she had discovered another ability. While Lucifer's powers were to draw out a human's inner desire, Michael's was to draw out their absolute truth. A power he seemed to have passed on to his daughter.

He turned to leave, now that Liz's murders were going to be punished, he needed to return to the Silver City. He needed to see Liz.

"You are a tricky one to locate, Michael." The voice was gravely and came from an un-naturally dark corner. "She will at least be happy I found you."

Michael halted trying to see into the darkness. "Show yourself."

What crept out of the dark would have given humans nightmares. The body was human looking but was too short for the legs and arms, which hung close enough to the ground that in the creatures current hunched state cause them to drag along the floor. The creature barely came to Michaels hip, and the head sat at an odd angle, given it a broken look. Its toothy grin showed black gums and yellow teeth. And his eyes were so sunken in, if it wasn't for the un-natural yellow glow of them, it would have been impossible to tell the creature had any. It was a belialzen, a demon older than the Lilim, one of the original creatures of Hell

"Need I remind you," Michael told it, crossing his arms, "my brother has banished your kind to the very bowels of hell." Michael wasn't afraid of the vile creature in front of him, why should he be. When Lucifer had been banished to Hell it was not the empty waste lands most religions made it out to be. There were creatures that were already there. Creatures that had tried to refuse Lucifer's rule of hell. Then Father had made it so that only an Angel could sit on Hells throne and Lucifer had banished the Belialzen and their ruler to the deepest part of Hell. As far as Michael knew, she was still sore about it.

"Oh, I need no reminder, but your brother is not in hell now." He cast a glance past Michael and his grin widened. "A lot of things have changed in the usurpers absence. His loyal subjects may no longer be as loyal has he thinks."

"What are you doing here?" Michael didn't care about the politics of hell, only in getting to heaven to see Elizabeth.

A grin spread across the creature's face, or at least something what should have resembled a smile. Its' lips split to show its rotten yellow teeth. "She sent me to seek you out. She wishes a word with you."

Michael ignored the creature, walking past it towards the exit. "What makes you think I would answer a summons from your Queen? She can rot in the deepest part of Hell for all eternity." He pushed open the precinct's doors out into the sunshine but noticed that the creature kept to the deepening shadows of the buildings. Belialzen' s had a habit of bringing darkness with them wherever they went. If Michael wanted to use his wings to get to heaven to see his beloved, he would need somewhere a little more private and he was sure this creature would follow. He turned down the alley between the police station and the cupcake shop.

"Queen Belial is not summoning you," the creature said from the darkness. "That would imply she thinks of you as an equal." His voice lowered and there was a hint of distain. "If you refuse to meet, she requested I inform you there are those you care about who will suffer." Its eyes flicked to the police precinct behind him.

That did it. Wings flew out of his back as Michael spun towards the creature, grabbing his arounds it's crooked throat and slammed it against the alley wall. "YOU WILL NOT THREATEN MY FAMILY!" How did this vile creature even know he had a daughter, more importantly, how dare it threaten her? He tightened his grip and the creature clawed at his hands. "You will return to that whore you call a queen and remind her who I am. I do not answer to her or her pathetic minions."

There was a brief flash of fear in the creature's eyes. But it was momentarily and quickly replaced with a sly look. "Queen Belial was right," the creature stopped struggling and let its mammoth arms fall to its side. "You and the usurper do share a temper."

Michael let his eyes flash, to prove the creature wasn't wrong. While his twins' eyes would flash red with hellfire, his would flash blue with divine light. "Do not test me belialzen, I can and will end you."

This caused an un-nerving sound to rise up from the creatures' throat. It sounded like boulders rubbing together and it took Michael a moment to realize it was laughing. "What is so funny?"

"You are." The creature's eyes flicked behind Michael and too late he realized his mistake. The jab at his daughter's safety had been a distraction. He had been so focused on the creature in his hand that he hadn't heard or sensed the one behind him. There were not a lot of things that could rendered an archangel unconscious, a club made with Hell forged metal was one of them. The blow took him on the right side of his head, causing him to drop the first belialzen and fall to his hands and knees. The second blow took him in his side and Michael felt a few ribs crack. The broken ribs would be no big deal, he would heal quickly, but right now they hurt like hell. And now there were two belialzen demons he needed to deal with. He tried to locate the second belialzen but there was blood running in his right eye, and it seemed like the first one now had the same weapon as the second. He felt the club come down on his back and his hands slipped out from under him, causing him to face plant onto the concreate.

"Oh, silly little Michael," the first creature was leering over him. "You have no idea what is going on now." Another blow, this time to the left side of his head, the force of it causing him to flip onto his back. Giving the second creature access to his abdomen, which he took full advantage of. What little air there was left in his lungs, left him. It was now impossible for Michael to see anything other than red. "Do not worry. We know better than to go after your brother. You were the target, although I am surprised how angry you became when the usurper was threatened." The creature slammed the club into his side and Michael flipped again, landing heavily on his chest.

Of course, the threat had been against Lucifer. This actually made Michael feel a little better. It meant Sara was safe from these despicable creatures. He on the other hand was in trouble.

While still trying to catch his breath, he felt the creatures pull his arms painfully behind his back, clamping something onto his wrists, causing them to burn. A swift kick to his unprotected head and Michael's world went black.