His eyes shot open. Looking around the room he got up. Everything was different. The flame from the candle was so beautiful, he just wanted to stare at it forever. Forcefully he turned his gaze to the wall. The shadows danced with the candle with synchronicity.
He wandered out of his room to see his new friend sitting by the fire with a small black book in his hands.
"William..." He said in shock.
"Call me Spike. William is a bit stuck up for my taste. Unless you call me William the bloody, but don't even bother, it's too long."
"Were you reading my journal?" Spike stood up and crossed the room to Lucifer. He put his arm around his shoulder and brought him over to the fire.
"Of course not! How could you think such a thing! I would never waste my time like that. I used the pages to merely keep this fire going." He tossed the rest of what was left of the book into the fire, smiling. "You see my dear Lucifer, you are now reborn into something much more important than past thought! Come! Let us 'seize the moment' as they say, and start anew."
Lucifer stared at his hands, flexing them and turning them over. "Alright. But must you call me Lucifer?"
Spike let out a great laugh. "I believe your father and mother have done a fine job naming you, boy. Lucifer is the name of the devil. I could not have chosen a better name myself." Lucifer nodded, his expression quite serious.
Spike patted his shoulder and went around grabbing the fine drapes and spreading the fire. He knocked over the candles and lamps and then smashed his small bottle of brandy into the fireplace. Great flames exploded and they left happily together.
"'Tis a night to celebrate!" Spike declared as they walked down the street. He snapped back a gentleman's neck and stole his cane. He started tapping it against the iron fence joyously.
"I suppose... but why must you burn down my house?" Lucifer asked, glancing back.
"I told you. You must start anew. Forget every old thing you knew as a gentleman. Now, where do you wish to go?"
Lucifer scanned the streets, nothing very exciting. Nothing really reached out to him, or intrigued him at all. Until he finally spotted his friend's home, where a magnificent party was taking place. "There." He pointed. "Daniel is having a party."
"Perfect! I'm sure all of the town's finest ladies shall be there."
They crossed the street together, up the stairs to the lavish home, and knocked on the door. A young man answered the door. He was quite skinny with short curly dark brown hair and deep brown eyes that lit up when he smiled. "Good evening Daniel."
"Lucifer!" Daniel cried. "I didn't think you'd make it!"
"I hope you don't mind that I brought a guest." Lucifer glanced at Spike.
"Oh not at all, not at all! We are all friends here. Please, do come in!" Daniel smiled and moved aside to let them enter. "How do you do sir..." Daniel trailed off shaking Spike's hand.
"William."
"William? Is that all?"
Spike grinned, "What need is a last name if we are all friends here?"
Daniel raised an eyebrow and looked at him oddly. "Ah yes, quite so."
He took their hat and coat and motioned for them to come to the living room. "Come. The party is still lively. Dance and drink until your hearts are content."
Lucifer started to walk toward the crowd, "Yes, I do believe I shall." He said in a hushed tone, letting a small animalistic growl emerge from his throat.
Spike grabbed his elbow and held him back, "Now, now. I know you're starving, but wait. Pick a good one. Not some random twit."
Lucifer scanned the room. The old men discussing politics, the women's constant chatter echoing around him, and the young couples dancing cheerfully, all called out to him. He knew every single one of them. But which would be the sweetest tasting one of all? And that's when he suddenly saw her. There she was, all made up, sitting in the corner watching everyone. Her beautiful blonde hair tied up neatly, and the long curls that teased around her neck and over her eye were all too tempting. Her cold icy blue eyes stared at the dancing couples enviously. And her sweet pink pouty lips parted ever so slightly. "Her..." He whispered.
Spike followed his gaze and smiled, "What's her name?"
"Allyson. Her and I were lovers, until the day she was forced to wed another gentleman, richer than I. Broke my heart, and hers of course. But she never shows it. It's as though she were angry with me. She wants to seem happy, but I can tell, I can see it in her eyes, they've changed. Much more cold than they used to be." His eyes flashed yellow for an instant.
"Do you love her?"
Lucifer glanced at Spike. "There is no love. Love doesn't exist. Only lust." Spike's smiled widened, very impressed. Lucifer left him and graciously crossed the room and stood before Allyson. Spike left the room and went around by himself roaming the house.
"Lucifer." Allyson gasped. She offered her hand politely and placed the other over her chest, which heaved at a rapid pace because of her nervousness.
He kissed her hand and smiled, "It has been awhile hasn't it?"
"A pleasure as always."
"Of course. How are you my dear? Where is your beloved husband? Is he not here?"
She gave him a quick threatening look, then sighed. "No, he is not here, on some special business all night. He wouldn't tell me what it was." Lucifer restrained himself from taking her right there. Her bare neck was overwhelming. "Out with his mistress no doubt." She muttered under her breath.
"Pardon me?" He asked, sitting beside her.
"Did you know that I'm bearing his child?" She said quickly. Lucifer opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He finally managed to mumble flustered congratulations and warm regards. Allyson laughed mockingly."Oh dearest Lucifer. You need not lie to me. You are as happy about this pregnancy as I am."
He took her hand gently. "Please, let us talk in private. I do not wish others who are not involved in the matter to overhear."
Her cheeks flushed deeply, "I suppose, if you believe it best."
They walked together through the rooms and Lucifer could hear her heart rate quicken. Spike came down the stairs as Lucifer and Allyson were going up. Lucifer and Spike exchanged glances for a split second and Spike nodded knowingly.
Lucifer found an empty bedroom, lit a few candles and took hold of Allison's trembling hands. Her heart was pounding madly. "Allyson, you look as though you were about to cry." He touched her cheeks sympathetically. She shut her eyes and shuddered.
"I don't know what on earth gave you that idea." She opened her eyes slowly and stared up at him.
Lucifer grabbed her aggressively around her waist and pressed her to him. He kissed her passionately, pushing her onto the bed and he ripped her dress to expose her large plump breasts. He kissed her neck seductively and then trailed his lips from her cheeks, down her neck and to her breasts, letting his hands roam free. Allyson tilt her head back, "Lucifer, please stop. We can't. You mustn't." She gasped. He crushed his body on hers and kissed her cheeks and jaw line,
"You beg me to stop, and yet you do nothing to stop me. I don't believe what you say. You want this more than anything. It's just screaming inside of you." He started running a hand slowly up her thigh, but this time she really did try to stop him, and wriggled beneath him.
"Lucifer no!" She cried. "Stop it!" Lucifer growled and snapped her shoulders back violently. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
"What is it my beloved?" He asked her, his face full of concern.
"Lucifer, you...you frighten me."
Lucifer loosened his grip on her shoulders and sighed regretfully. "Then kiss me once more and I shall end it." She stared into his eyes, trying to find truth to his words. He smiled, "I promise." And with that, he kissed her soft sweet lips gently. She seemed to calm down as he ran his hand through her hair, "See? No more tears." He lowered his lips to her neck and kissed her. Then he viscously bit down hard and drank hungrily, loosing himself in sweet ecstasy. Allyson whimpered and soon drowned in darkness.
***
Spike knocked on the door softly, "Lucifer?"
The entire house was in complete silence. He slowly opened the door and entered the room. "Lucifer."
Lucifer lay on the bed, gazing at a corpse. It was the young girl he mentioned earlier. Spike leaned against one of the back corners of the four poster bed. "Lucifer, it's been 4 hours since I last saw you. What have you been doing here all this time?" Lucifer ignored the question and ran his fingers against Allyson's soft cold cheek.
"I want her back."
Spike sat beside the corpse and lifted her arm. "You can't my friend. She's as dead as a doornail." He let go of her arm and it plopped down beside her. "Come on, the party is over. Let's go home."
Lucifer got up and left the room in a panic. "Why is it so quiet?"
Spike came up behind him. "Oh don't worry. Everyone is just sleeping."
Lucifer ran down the stairs and entered the living room. Every single guest was tied up to a chair with cloth stuffed in their mouths. "Well, I should really say tied up and gagged." Spike smiled proudly. "So, what would you like to do with them?"
He wandered out of his room to see his new friend sitting by the fire with a small black book in his hands.
"William..." He said in shock.
"Call me Spike. William is a bit stuck up for my taste. Unless you call me William the bloody, but don't even bother, it's too long."
"Were you reading my journal?" Spike stood up and crossed the room to Lucifer. He put his arm around his shoulder and brought him over to the fire.
"Of course not! How could you think such a thing! I would never waste my time like that. I used the pages to merely keep this fire going." He tossed the rest of what was left of the book into the fire, smiling. "You see my dear Lucifer, you are now reborn into something much more important than past thought! Come! Let us 'seize the moment' as they say, and start anew."
Lucifer stared at his hands, flexing them and turning them over. "Alright. But must you call me Lucifer?"
Spike let out a great laugh. "I believe your father and mother have done a fine job naming you, boy. Lucifer is the name of the devil. I could not have chosen a better name myself." Lucifer nodded, his expression quite serious.
Spike patted his shoulder and went around grabbing the fine drapes and spreading the fire. He knocked over the candles and lamps and then smashed his small bottle of brandy into the fireplace. Great flames exploded and they left happily together.
"'Tis a night to celebrate!" Spike declared as they walked down the street. He snapped back a gentleman's neck and stole his cane. He started tapping it against the iron fence joyously.
"I suppose... but why must you burn down my house?" Lucifer asked, glancing back.
"I told you. You must start anew. Forget every old thing you knew as a gentleman. Now, where do you wish to go?"
Lucifer scanned the streets, nothing very exciting. Nothing really reached out to him, or intrigued him at all. Until he finally spotted his friend's home, where a magnificent party was taking place. "There." He pointed. "Daniel is having a party."
"Perfect! I'm sure all of the town's finest ladies shall be there."
They crossed the street together, up the stairs to the lavish home, and knocked on the door. A young man answered the door. He was quite skinny with short curly dark brown hair and deep brown eyes that lit up when he smiled. "Good evening Daniel."
"Lucifer!" Daniel cried. "I didn't think you'd make it!"
"I hope you don't mind that I brought a guest." Lucifer glanced at Spike.
"Oh not at all, not at all! We are all friends here. Please, do come in!" Daniel smiled and moved aside to let them enter. "How do you do sir..." Daniel trailed off shaking Spike's hand.
"William."
"William? Is that all?"
Spike grinned, "What need is a last name if we are all friends here?"
Daniel raised an eyebrow and looked at him oddly. "Ah yes, quite so."
He took their hat and coat and motioned for them to come to the living room. "Come. The party is still lively. Dance and drink until your hearts are content."
Lucifer started to walk toward the crowd, "Yes, I do believe I shall." He said in a hushed tone, letting a small animalistic growl emerge from his throat.
Spike grabbed his elbow and held him back, "Now, now. I know you're starving, but wait. Pick a good one. Not some random twit."
Lucifer scanned the room. The old men discussing politics, the women's constant chatter echoing around him, and the young couples dancing cheerfully, all called out to him. He knew every single one of them. But which would be the sweetest tasting one of all? And that's when he suddenly saw her. There she was, all made up, sitting in the corner watching everyone. Her beautiful blonde hair tied up neatly, and the long curls that teased around her neck and over her eye were all too tempting. Her cold icy blue eyes stared at the dancing couples enviously. And her sweet pink pouty lips parted ever so slightly. "Her..." He whispered.
Spike followed his gaze and smiled, "What's her name?"
"Allyson. Her and I were lovers, until the day she was forced to wed another gentleman, richer than I. Broke my heart, and hers of course. But she never shows it. It's as though she were angry with me. She wants to seem happy, but I can tell, I can see it in her eyes, they've changed. Much more cold than they used to be." His eyes flashed yellow for an instant.
"Do you love her?"
Lucifer glanced at Spike. "There is no love. Love doesn't exist. Only lust." Spike's smiled widened, very impressed. Lucifer left him and graciously crossed the room and stood before Allyson. Spike left the room and went around by himself roaming the house.
"Lucifer." Allyson gasped. She offered her hand politely and placed the other over her chest, which heaved at a rapid pace because of her nervousness.
He kissed her hand and smiled, "It has been awhile hasn't it?"
"A pleasure as always."
"Of course. How are you my dear? Where is your beloved husband? Is he not here?"
She gave him a quick threatening look, then sighed. "No, he is not here, on some special business all night. He wouldn't tell me what it was." Lucifer restrained himself from taking her right there. Her bare neck was overwhelming. "Out with his mistress no doubt." She muttered under her breath.
"Pardon me?" He asked, sitting beside her.
"Did you know that I'm bearing his child?" She said quickly. Lucifer opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He finally managed to mumble flustered congratulations and warm regards. Allyson laughed mockingly."Oh dearest Lucifer. You need not lie to me. You are as happy about this pregnancy as I am."
He took her hand gently. "Please, let us talk in private. I do not wish others who are not involved in the matter to overhear."
Her cheeks flushed deeply, "I suppose, if you believe it best."
They walked together through the rooms and Lucifer could hear her heart rate quicken. Spike came down the stairs as Lucifer and Allyson were going up. Lucifer and Spike exchanged glances for a split second and Spike nodded knowingly.
Lucifer found an empty bedroom, lit a few candles and took hold of Allison's trembling hands. Her heart was pounding madly. "Allyson, you look as though you were about to cry." He touched her cheeks sympathetically. She shut her eyes and shuddered.
"I don't know what on earth gave you that idea." She opened her eyes slowly and stared up at him.
Lucifer grabbed her aggressively around her waist and pressed her to him. He kissed her passionately, pushing her onto the bed and he ripped her dress to expose her large plump breasts. He kissed her neck seductively and then trailed his lips from her cheeks, down her neck and to her breasts, letting his hands roam free. Allyson tilt her head back, "Lucifer, please stop. We can't. You mustn't." She gasped. He crushed his body on hers and kissed her cheeks and jaw line,
"You beg me to stop, and yet you do nothing to stop me. I don't believe what you say. You want this more than anything. It's just screaming inside of you." He started running a hand slowly up her thigh, but this time she really did try to stop him, and wriggled beneath him.
"Lucifer no!" She cried. "Stop it!" Lucifer growled and snapped her shoulders back violently. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
"What is it my beloved?" He asked her, his face full of concern.
"Lucifer, you...you frighten me."
Lucifer loosened his grip on her shoulders and sighed regretfully. "Then kiss me once more and I shall end it." She stared into his eyes, trying to find truth to his words. He smiled, "I promise." And with that, he kissed her soft sweet lips gently. She seemed to calm down as he ran his hand through her hair, "See? No more tears." He lowered his lips to her neck and kissed her. Then he viscously bit down hard and drank hungrily, loosing himself in sweet ecstasy. Allyson whimpered and soon drowned in darkness.
***
Spike knocked on the door softly, "Lucifer?"
The entire house was in complete silence. He slowly opened the door and entered the room. "Lucifer."
Lucifer lay on the bed, gazing at a corpse. It was the young girl he mentioned earlier. Spike leaned against one of the back corners of the four poster bed. "Lucifer, it's been 4 hours since I last saw you. What have you been doing here all this time?" Lucifer ignored the question and ran his fingers against Allyson's soft cold cheek.
"I want her back."
Spike sat beside the corpse and lifted her arm. "You can't my friend. She's as dead as a doornail." He let go of her arm and it plopped down beside her. "Come on, the party is over. Let's go home."
Lucifer got up and left the room in a panic. "Why is it so quiet?"
Spike came up behind him. "Oh don't worry. Everyone is just sleeping."
Lucifer ran down the stairs and entered the living room. Every single guest was tied up to a chair with cloth stuffed in their mouths. "Well, I should really say tied up and gagged." Spike smiled proudly. "So, what would you like to do with them?"