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So you`ll understand why I`m asking this later on in this chapter, but I`m wondering... what happens if you dial 666 in real life? Don`t try it though o-o I don`t want you guys to get murdered or anything, you know just in case the king of hell isn`t actually as loving and adorable as our beloved Crowley XD But if I can`t stop you and you decide too, let me know what happens... but seriously, I cannot be held responsible for your satanic murders :3 jk jk... sorta... not really... eh?
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Enjoy my darlings, this chapter probably going to be one of my favourites C:
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Ella
I stumbled backwards, trying to put as much distance as I could between myself and the red headed knight, but I guess it didn`t matter. I was dead either way. Before she could get closer, a hand closed around her chest, holding her in place as she screamed out. I noticed blood pooling in the center of her shirt, and there was a disgusting ripping sound as the arm released her and she fell.
She wasn`t dead. That much I knew. But she was definitely hurt. Standing over her writhing frame was none other than the devil, one of his hands coated with Abbadons dark blood. Did he just tear through her stomach with his bare hands? Eh, probably.
"Lucifer..." Abbadon coughed up a bit of blood, gasping as she struggled back onto her feet "What was that for?"
He didn`t reply, instead he glared at her, and gosh I had never seen him look this pissed. His expression was unreadable and his eyes were on fire with undeniable rage. I could feel his dark aura spreading through the room, burning and suffocating me as the atmosphere thickened. I couldn`t help but shudder in fear myself.
"Oh please..." Abbadon rolled her eyes "Don`t tell me you`re upset because I tried to kill your little play thing? Look what she`s doing to you... it`s that amulet, it`s ruining you. I`ve seen everything through her eyes, I know how you`ve been freed and I understand why you needed to keep her alive. But that`s not important anymore, you don`t need her anymore, so explain one little thing to me... why won`t you tear her head off?"
Still no response, but I could swear I felt the earth shake.
"You and I both know she needs to die." Abbadon slowly moved towards me "The effects of that amulet is making you hesitant my lord... but I`m not hesitant. All you need to do; is let me kill her."
For a moment I saw doubt cross Lucifers eyes, he wasn`t actually considering listening to Abbadon, was he? Luckily the hesitation didn`t last long, and he was back to his cold but fiery gaze.
Challengingly, Abbadon strutted towards me, but I didn`t move, I trusted Lucifer, I trusted him to protect me. I`m probably stupid and wrong to do so though, you`re not supposed to trust the devil. Why? Mostly because it never ends well.
"Abbadon..." Lucifers voice was quiet, calm even, but every word made the ground shake: quite literally "Touch what belongs to me, and I swear you will be wishing you weren`t immortal."
Abbadon bit her lip in hesitation but then turned back to me.
"I`m going to count to three." he growled.
"You`re kidding right?" she challenged again.
"One."
"She`s just a human!"
"Two."
"What`s wrong with you, how can you be protecting her?"
"Three."
Abbadon screamed out in frustration, then turned to glare at me. Suddenly she clenched her fist and I felt my insides tighten as a searing surge of pain flowed through me. What did she just do? What`s happening? Before I knew it the pain turned into pure agony and I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out.
"ABBADON!" Lucifer yelled, and the ground-shaking became violently unbearable, heck even the lights blew out and I could hear thunder overhead.
The last thing I saw was Abbadon disappear, before I blacked out from the pain.
Quinn
I was currently on the phone with Dean, who was more than pissed when he heard I went solo hunting. I didn`t want to tell him anything, but after Castiel healed me: he demanded I let the Winchesters know. And gosh, it`s a lot harder arguing with the stuck up angel then it seems in the show. So now we were in a small cafe, and by the looks of it, it was morning. Was I really unconscious throughout the whole night?
"Look Dean..." I grumbled "I`m fine, I can handle myself, I even took care of that witch."
"No, you need to shut up and listen to me." Dean didn`t seem convinced "If you ever go on another hunt by yourself, I swear I will lock your ass up for a month."
"How can he lock up your ass...?" Castiel mumbled absentmindedly "Is it not connected to the rest of your body? Won`t he have to lock up all of you?"
"Shut up Cas." I rolled my eyes, stupid angel hearing "Anyways, Dean I-"
"Wait, Cas it with you right?" he interrupted "Just get him to zap you over here, now."
"I believe humans need to recover their strength before travelling." he glanced at the untouched waffles on my plate.
"Cas says I need to eat first." I told Dean since he probably couldn`t hear the angel "And frankly, I`m in no rush to see you Dean Winchester. So, bye."
I hung up and Castiel continued to stare at me.
"What?" I finally blurted, avoiding eye contact.
"You seem upset."
"You think?" I raised an eyebrow "I just got burned to a crisp by a witch and now I`m here eating waffles with an angel of the lord."
"I`m aware of that... but there is something else? Isn`t there?"
"Fine." I folded my arms "I wanted to prove myself as a capable hunter, now the Winchesters won`t ever trust me on my own."
"Well, I for one, believe you handled yourself well against that witch." he commented.
"Thanks." I managed a smirk "Why don`t you go tell Dean that?"
Suddenly Castiel disappeared, and I felt a surge of disappointment. Quietly I brought my attention to the waffles in my plate, I should probably eat? But before I could lift my fork, I heard wings flutter. Castiel was once again sitting across from me.
"I have informed Dean." he said bluntly.
"Wonderful." I couldn`t help but laugh a little.
"What amuses you?" he looked confused again.
"You." I replied bluntly, almost smirking as he timidly shied away. I could now see why Ella had such a hard time choosing between this guy, he`s stupidly adorable.
"Alright angel boy." I took a bite of my waffle "You can go back to whatever it was you were doing. I`ll be alright now."
"I understand." he nodded firmly "I shall, as the humans say it: see you later."
Lucifer C:
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit and shit.
How could I have let this happen? I could`ve ended Abbadon with a single gaze, so why didn`t I? Why was I so hesitant? Unfortunately I already knew the answer. A part of me wanted Ella dead, it wanted her gone, a part of me wanted to go back to the way things used to be. When my ideals were straight forward and my plans were merciless. Heck, I spend most of my day lounging around and reading magazines, some devil I am. Pretty sure even priests would be disappointed.
Carefully, I laid Ella back on the bed back at Nicks house. Yup, I was back here. Why? Because I am most certainly not letting her recover in hell.
Her body was getting colder by the second, Abbadon had really messed up her insides. And what`s worse is the fact that I had taught her that move. It could be undone though, but it`d take time, time that she didn`t currently have.
Once again I found myself hesitating, a part of me still didn`t want to save her...
But luckily for her that part wasn`t dominant, so nervously I glanced down at her lying figure. I was going to do seriously horrible things to Abbadon once I found her. But for now, I had to save this little brat. I placed both my forefingers on her forehead and tried to heal, it wasn`t enough, but at least she woke up. Her breathing was raspy and her eyes were wide with confusion.
"What?!.. Augh! Ah... it... it hurts." she writhed in pain.
"I know." I managed, holding her arms down so she wouldn`t accidently whack herself as she squirmed and thrash "Calm down, listen to me... I can heal you but I need you to say yes to me..."
"What do you.. agh... mean?" she groaned.
I only gave her a look, if she said yes to me I`d be able to possess her and it would be a lot easier healing her from the inside then it would the outside. And by the way she returned my look: I knew she knew that too.
"Augh I swear if you go snooping around..." she took a deep breath, but winced in pain "Yes, Lucifer yes."
That was all I needed to hear before quickly siphoning my soul out of my vessel and taking over hers. I needed to be quick, if I stayed too long my soul would tear away at her body until she`d be nothing but shreds. She wasn`t at all strong enough to hold my full power, heck even Nick wasn`t until the amulet fixed him up. Speaking of which, I wouldn`t have to worry about Nick, considering he`s actually dead and now nothing more than a meat suit.
Well not many humans survive getting bullet to the head.
As soon as I felt myself take control of her senses, I instantly blocked her out, letting her lose consciousness; at least this way she won`t feel any pain.
Oh and if I haven`t mentioned it already; this is freaking uncomfortable.
Ella
I wasn`t sure what was going on, one second Lucifer's talking about possessing me, and next thing I know everything`s black and I`m apparently at Quinns house. Which makes no sense because Quinns house is back in our world and we`re... wait no... am I back in my dimension?! Oh please no... I have no idea how I`m suppose to cope with being a normal fan girl again.
Instantly I stood up panicking, my first instincts forcing me out the front door and into the calm streets around Quinns neighborhood. All her usual neighbours were passing by, waving and smiling like nothing was wrong. Quickly I yanked out my phone, realizing it was the one I owned, not the one Dean got me. Helplessly I dialled Crowleys number, hoping for anything that would prove it was all real, that the world I had spent the past month in wasn`t just a dream.
My phone easily told me the number didn`t exist, and helplessly I started walking through the streets. Maybe I could find Quinn, maybe she knows what`s going on? As soon as I thought that, Quinn was by my side, also smiling.
"Quinn!" I grabbed her by the arms "What`s going on? Why are we here?!"
"What are you talking about Ella?" she furrowed her brows, and forced my hands off her arms.
"We were in their dimension a second ago.." I explained "You know... with Dean, Sam, Cas and Lucy?"
"Alright, alright, chill." she rolled her eyes "It`s just a show Ella, I think you`re finally losing it."
"Quinn... don`t you remember?"
"This is what you get for crushing on Satan." she smirked "Come on, we`re going to be late for work."
"No..." the panic was growing stronger, this couldn`t be happening. It couldn`t have all been one dream... I didn`t want it to be. Desperately I buried myself in the memories I had, hoping, pleading, begging for them to become real. I remembered dropping that amulet on the grass; that one little accident starting all of this. I remembered the way I felt when I saw Lucifer for the first time, looking at me like I was an awe struck mortal: which I very much was. I remembered how sassy I was when he kidnapped me, I remembered the pizza, the sign, the almost getting hit by a truck, oh heck I even remembered him trying to blow me up. The shopping trip, the snowball fight, getting sick, escaping, the reunion, Christmas, the kiss... and even baking rice crispys; which should`ve been this morning.
So why was I here... why didn`t anyone believe me... what happened?
As if on cue, I felt a new sensation, and the world twisted and turned until finally I could breathe again. I was on a bed, a familiar bed, Nicks bed. Gasping, I sat up, glancing around wildly. I sighed in relief when I saw Lucifer lying on the floor next to the bed... wait a second.. he isn`t moving.
Quickly I crouched down beside him, feeling for a pulse which wasn`t there. Was that normal? I shook him but he didn`t get up. Oh my... well only one thing to do now.
"Wake the hell up!?" I smacked him on the face and suddenly a shining white light flowed out of me and into his body, finally he shot up.
"What was that for?" he grumbled, rubbing the cheek I had just slapped "Just saved your ungrateful ass."
"Oh... you`re alive." I noted "That`s too bad... I was thinking about picking you out a nice grave spot, perhaps under a highway?"
"That`s lovely and all, but if you slap me again I promise they won`t be finding your grave... or body for that fact."
I slapped him again.
"You are very... very... rude." he scowled and I couldn`t help but smirk.
"Yeah, I know." I managed, then suddenly I couldn`t help myself: I hugged him. Tightly. And he seemed fairly surprised "Thanks by the way... that was one hell of a nightmare."
"Oh well err.. eh.. you`re welcome?" he managed as I still wasn`t willing to let go of him, It really was a terrible nightmare, but at least it was just a nightmare and not real. Hell if it was real I think I`d just kill myself, I can`t live in a world like that, not anymore. Not when I know this is all here.
"What exactly happened.." I asked nervously.
"Abbadon played around with your organs, you were dying." his voice was serious and grim now "I couldn`t heal you normally, but by possessing you, well that gave me an advantage..."
"You don`t say..." I now realized I was literally curled up against him, but despite the embarrassment, I didn`t want to back away. For some reason I thought that if I turned away from him for a single second, he`d disappear and I`d be back in my world with people telling me it was nothing but a dream.
"Well." suddenly he smirked "At least I`ve officially been inside you."
"That sounds so wrong." I stated, giving him an unimpressed look.
"I know." his grin grew devilish.
Okay screw it, I pulled away from him, sitting against the bed and putting a little distance in between us. I folded my arms and rolled my eyes while he continued to smirk smugly.
"Aw, I was just starting to get comfortable." he complained, pretending to look disappointed.
"So Abbadon huh?" I decided a subject change was necessary "What happened to her?"
"She`s on the run." he shrugged "But don`t worry about it, I know exactly where she is, the whore thinks she can hide from me..."
"Whore?"
"You have no idea." he got up "I can take you back to the bunker? Then I`ll catch up with Abby, you won`t have to worry about it."
First whore, now Abby? What type of history to these two have exactly...
"Wait." I said before he could zap us out "Can you just stay for a while...?"
He raised an eyebrow but sat back down across from me, his gaze curious and menacing as always.
"So what were you up too?" time to get the discussion started "You know, while I was getting murdered by Abbadon?"
"Interior decorating." he said in all seriousness.
"Of course..." I couldn`t help but smile "What are you decorating?"
"Crowleys old office." he replied "My new office."
"Oh, can I help?"
"It`s in hell though."
"Great, always wanted to go."
