Chapter Two :D isn`t this exciting ( it better be T-T)
Welp that was all just the intro, hope you dont mind me rushing through the emotional drama of being sucked into another dimension, anyways now the real plot kicks off. And if you`ve read the description u know tht means Lucy (Lucifer) starting on his magical journey in redemption and romanceeeeeeeee C: Esepcially Romanceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Disclaimer: So once again I own nothing v-v well actually I don`t own nothing o-o I own a laptop :D and I own paper and I own a calendar so yeah...
Anyways Enjoy.
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Ella
You see in my 23 years of being alive, I`ve been through some shit. Once I got my car towed away and it was hell getting it back, once I got arrested for speeding, once I broke my heels in the middle of a busy street with no quick way to get home. But never in those said years have I ever, and I mean ever been kidnapped by the devil. So opening my eyes to find myself in a strange looking living room was rather new to me.
The walls were a dark gray and peeling, the carpet felt lumpy and the furniture was mostly turned over or dusty. The place was a total dump, but there was a lingering smell of fresh linen that did give it a certain homey feeling. Now I would continue noting the pros and cons of the establishment, but then I realized I still wasn`t alone.
Swallowing the lump in my throat I slowly turned around to see Lucifer standing coyly, his head tilted to the side and his eyes sparkled menacingly.
"I`d like to wake up now..." I mumbled, my voice came out in shaky whispers.
"Well..." he brought a finger to his lips and tapped thoughtfully "I guess I`m stuck with you for a while."
"Wait, what?!" I almost yelled but then corrected my tone, it didn`t sound like a good idea to be yelling at Satan "What do you mean... why am I still even alive?"
"I don`t have all my powers back yet." he replied matter-of-factly "So I need to stay around that amulet until it restores me fully."
"Just take it then." I tried to hand it to him, realizing I was still holding it from when I picked it up from the ground.
"No."
I froze instantly, his voice was calm, forceful and dark, and as a matter of fact it scared the shit out of me.
"That`s not how it works idiot." he explained coldly "It needs a life force to feed it, that way it can convert your essence and use it to restore me. My restoration started with you and it`s going to end with you. So for now you just keep that thing on and once this is all over... well... guess I can leave something's to imagination."
The next thing I did was probably extremely stupid, but if there is one thing I am: it`s stubborn. Without really taking the time to think I folded my arms and glared at him, then said in my most sassy voice: "If you think I`m staying here, you`ve got another thing coming."
He raised an amused eyebrow then replied: "You do know who I am right?"
"I don`t care if your Chuck freaking Norris." I retorted "Look I`ve had about enough of this BS. I just got sucked out of my dimension, got thrown into this one, accidently opened up the cage, pulled a Sam and accidently freed Satan and then got kidnapped by the devil. So today hasn`t exactly been going as planned and I`m a bit upset. So let`s make this easy on both of us. You take the amulet and find yourself some other life force or whatever and I`ll be on my merry way. Consider it payment for freeing you."
For a moment everything was tensely silent and I slowly realized how stupid that was, but at least it made me feel brave. And if I am going to die, at least I died bravely, so to be honest I wouldn`t mind being vaporized. The silence lasted a few more seconds before Lucifer burst into laughter, he leaned against the wall for support and continued chuckling.
"The nerve of you humans." he said in between laughter "So infuriating yet amusing."
My mouth dropped and I just stared at him for a few moments, this was definitely not the reaction I expected. I watched as he recovered from the fit, taking a deep breath and standing still again, this time with a small smile on his face.
"So you`re from another dimension?" he said suddenly "Is your god better, more just, more fair?"
For a few moments I couldn`t reply, then I took a deep breath and decided I might as well keep myself amused. But I swear if I get damned for having Satan in my company, then I`m going to hurt someone.
"Same god as yours." I replied "Probably dresses better though."
He raised an eyebrow.
"Where I come from..." I thought back to a few hours ago when I was cozily safe at Quinns house "You`re just part of this TV show called Supernatural. I`ve seen everything that`s ever happened to you, I know how you got trapped in the cage and the things you did..."
"Really?" he scratched the back of his head "Was me re-escaping a part of that?"
"Well... not exactly." now I ran a hand through my dark hair "But the point is, in the end the Winchesters always won. Good would always beat evil, and the bad guys, well you know that part."
Lucifer`s eyes narrowed and I wondered if I had crossed the invisible boundary, but then he settled back into his bored expression.
"Where are we anyways?" I asked finally.
"Nicks house." he replied calmly.
Nick was Lucifers vessel before Sam, to be honest I preferred this vessel. Nick was kind of adorable in a sympathetic way, and now that I think about it this house did seem familiar. Quietly I wondered if there was a crib lying around like in the show. My train of thought was suddenly halted by a quite audible growling sound. At first my eyes went to Lucifer but he was just staring back at me, then I glanced down and felt rumbling.
It was my stomach.
For some reason I found this kind of embarrassing, but shook of the feeling and glanced up at Lucifer.
"So I get that Satan`s supposed to be all evil and stuff." I muttered, not really caring for my choice of words "But letting a girl starve to death is beneath you right?"
"Don`t call me that." he grumbled and I suddenly noticed something I hadn`t before. He had a certain distaste towards the name Satan, guess he preferred Lucifer, better keep that in mind if I wanna stay on his not-incinerated-or-vaporized side. Without another word, Lucifer disappeared and I was alone in the room.
My first instinct was the get out of the house, obviously I wasn`t just going to lounge around and wait for him. It was simply common sense to use this as an opportunity to get the hell out of here, not that I really know what to do from then on, it`s not like I have any money or a phone with me. But still any place is better than a room with the devil, which now that I think about sounds kind of wrong...
Quickly I dashed towards the main door and tried the handle: locked, obviously. It wasn`t a big deal though since the locks were all on the inside. With ease I unchained the door and clicked the lock out of place and it fell open. Feeling devilishly clever, even though I didn`t really do anything big, I strolled through the doors. Just as my foot was about to step through the frame, something stopped me. Confused I took a step back and outstretched my hand, but it wouldn`t go beyond the doorframe.
Now a bit scared I threw myself through the door but it was like there was some invisible wall keeping me inside. Not feeling defeated yet though, I turned on my heel and pulled open the nearest window, which was pointless since it was too high to jump out of. But just to be sure, I tried to put my hand outside but was met with the same invisible wall.
Now realizing there truly was no way out, I walked back to the living room and dropped on the couch, with only one thought in mind.
"Son of a..."
Quinn
I sat at the table in the bunker waiting for Dean to stop fussing over Sam so I could figure out how the hell he planned on saving my best friend. Speaking of which, the bunker actually wasn`t as cozy as I expected either: so many disappointments. On the bright side it actually smelled like fresh cookies.
"Hey?" I sat up straight as Dean walked in, Sam nowhere in sight.
Trying to be polite, I asked what I should first: "How`s Sam?"
"He`ll be fine..." Dean muttered and went into the other room only to return a minute later with two beers.
"So um..." I watched as he chugged down the beer "What`s the plan?"
"What?" he blinked at me.
"You know..." I tried to sound encouraging "Plan to save Ella? God knows where Lucifer took her."
"Look Quinn is it?" Dean asked while gulping down more beer.
"Mhmm." I replied, still not sure if I was really having a conversation with Dean Winchester. The Dean Winchester! Dean freaking Winchester!
"So Quinn." he continued "We don`t know where Lucifer took her, and trust me no one wants him gone more than I do, but we don`t know where to start. First things first, we`ve got to wait for Sam to heal, I`ll get Cas to search for him, besides I`m sure he`ll make an appearance sooner or later. I doubt he`d want out of the cage just to hide. So now we just got to wait."
Dean took another sip and I decided I might as well too.
Quietly I pulled a loose strand of dirty blonde hair behind my ear and continued to examine the bunker.
"Just want you to know..." I began to say "I ain`t leaving without Ella."
"Awesome... " he replied "You can have one of the spare rooms. I`ll go shopping in a bit, get you all the girl stuff you need.
"Lucky me..." I muttered "You know you seemed a lot more heroic in the show."
Suddenly Dean went rigid and his brows furrowed: "What`s that supposed to mean? I`m the same Dean."
I shrugged but couldn`t help and enjoy his reaction.
"You know what, I`m leaving." he finished his beer bottle "Going to go buy some pie."
"Bring me a slice?" I requested.
"Nope, sorry, don`t care how beautiful you are, mean girls don`t get pie."
I chuckled at how he thought I was beautiful, then decided I really wanted that pie: "Fine, I`m sorry Dean, bring me some pie please?"
He glanced at my pouting face then smirked his classic smile and continued to walk out, promising to bring me pie too. Well, all my life missions are officially complete.
Lucifer C:
This truly was beneath me.
I should be out working on the apocalypse, ordering around demons and slaughtering insufferable humans. But instead of doing any of those productive things, I`m stuck fetching take out for that little brat. It would be much, much easier to just kill her and get on with my plans, but the stupid amulet just needs to take it sweet time. Gosh, I`m pissed.
As I walked into a Pizza Hut (which I presume is where humans go to eat) I noticed a small homeless person sitting against the wall holding up a sign that said: 'Well, you asked for a sign. -God'
I couldn`t help but feel a little amused as I walked inside. Once inside I was greeted by a line. This was unacceptable. I am above all these people, I shouldn`t have to wait in a line! With a snap of my fingers I could turn every single human here into a mushy pile of blood... but I won`t, because I don`t feel like it? Not because I can`t.. because I definitely can... I just don`t want too? Stupid restoration time.
As I waited for the line to shorten I couldn`t help but notice how the humans were also complaining. They`d groan and mutter to one another as they grew restless of waiting, as always I was once again proven to be correct. Humans are flawed, flawed and impatient. Nothing like my kind, we were perfection and purity. There was nothing wrong with us, we were all that was needed. But then God decided he wanted to add a new addition to the family, and he expected me to accept that?
How could I let him waste his time on these flawed murderers? All I had ever done was love god, and because of that love he threw me aside. Ignored my warnings and replaced me with these insufferable creatures. But I was right, in the end these beloved humans of his have already begun to destroy one another and his precious earth.
Wait a second, it`s been like six minutes and there are still a dozen people ahead of me. Why do humans have to be so slow? So much time going to waste. Augh, can`t they hurry up? Stupid human girl just had to get hungry.
Ella
I was lying on the couch and toying with my chain when Lucifer suddenly appeared and a delicious warm smell consumed the room. Instantly I sat up and watched as he dropped a pizza box on the dusty coffee table in front of the couch. For some reason he seemed tired.
Slowly I opened up the box and glanced at the pizza, by the looks of it, it had every possible topping on it.
"I don`t like mushrooms." I complained.
"Just. Eat. The. Damn. Pizza." he growled out each word, his tiredness clearly showing.
"Didn`t know grabbing a pizza was such an exhausting job?" I scoffed, not as scared as I should be by the tone of his voice.
"Let`s just say humans are extremely slow." he muttered, crossing his arms "And really impatient."
"You do realize by complaining about how slow they are, it`s you who was being impatient." I stated.
He just blinked at me for a few moments then shook off whatever feeling had distracted him.
The rest of the day went by quietly, Lucifer sat on the couch, a fair distance away from me and just waited. Sometimes he would close his eyes and tense up and I couldn`t help but wonder what he would be thinking of. Regardless, I ate three slices of pizza before realizing I couldn`t take another bite. Only one thing remained, I was thirsty, and the satanic genius over here forgot water.
"Ahem." I cleared my throat to catch his attention.
His eyes fluttered open and for a moment he looked peaceful and open. His body was relaxed and there was a solemn but honest look on his face. It didn`t last though as he regained his menacing twinkle and rigid posture.
"Mm?" he groaned.
"I`m thirsty."
"In which way?"
I just blinked at him, did Lucifer really just make a dirty joke? What`s the world coming too.
"In the get me water, or drop me back at the Winchesters way." I retorted, giving him my all business look.
"Alrighty." he sighed, getting up "Let`s just hurry this up, I`ve got things to do later."
"Like what?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh same old." he mused "Torture some folks, kill a few others, get the apocalypse back on wheels and perhaps annoy Sam while I`m at it."
"Maybe you could oh I don`t know, drop me off to my dimension while you`re at it?"
He didn`t reply, instead he smirked at me devilishly and I shuddered at the sinister cold in his eyes. Gosh, scratch everything I ever said, this guy is definitely scary.
