Hello there! Welcome my friends to the next chapter of Light Bringer Stories: The Witcher.

Hope your going to enjoy it as much as I had writing it and now on to the reviews.

dragon rose 11: Happy you liked it. The first few chapters are going to be character development and story set-up heavy. Yes, they did visit the World were Miraculous: My Iron Skin takes place, or is going to as this story takes years before that one. Though I might have messed up the designated Earth.

Guest: Glad to hear it. I can just imagine it when Lucifer shows up at Kaer Morhen.

Eridin: "Give up, you can't defeat me."

Ciri: "I know. But he can."

Que Lucifer raining down hellfire and brimstone as he joins the battle.

Now story time.

Ciri awoke the next day, laying on her side in a comfortable bed. Her vision was a blur, and so were her memories of the night before but she could clearly see her undershirt that was draped over a lamp on the nightstand beside her.

"Oh shit..." Ciri said flatly, she rolled onto her back, she peeked under the bed covers. No underwear, no clothes, no nothing. She bolt upright into a sitting position, clutching the sheet to her chest.

"Oh God what have I done!?"

"Good morning." Lucifer said, sitting relaxed on a chair in the corner of his room, wearing a white velvet bathrobe with the upper part open to show his muscular chest, "Don't worry, my father's the forgiving sort... except when it comes to me. So triple espresso or hair of the dog?"

"No." Ciri said clutching her head with both hands.

"Right both then." Lucifer said, taking out a flask from his pocket and poured its contents into a coffee mug before handing to it Ciri. She however had other plans and rolled off the bed clutching the bedsheets to her body as she went to collect her clothes which thrown about, some were on the floor near Lucifer's piano.

"Please tell me." Ciri said, nearly begging, "That we didn't..."

"Did we ever! It was amazing! The heat! The passion! The gymnastics!" Lucifer said dramatically, spreading his arms as he walked towards the door opening, "I mean you had moves that made even the Devil blush Cirilla, and as a side note, your breasts might not be nice but you have some nice abs."

"This is bad." Ciri said, already had collected most of her clothes, "Whatever happened last night, don't tell me. I'd rather not know..."

"What don't you want to know?" Lucifer said tilting his head in amusement, "That we didn't do the nasty?"

Ciri froze on the spot at his statement, "We didn't?" she said.

"Nope." Lucifer said amused and smug with himself, "I turned you down cold."

An audible pop could be heard as Lucifer said that, he had moved to the bed and was enjoying the alcohol infused caffeine beverage.

"Y-You? The guy who's had different women and men every night I'm here, who has attempted to get me into bed more than a few time... The man named Lucifer Lux... You turned me down?" Ciri said in complete and utter surprise, "Then why am I naked?"

"You mean you don't remember the part where you passed out?" Lucifer said, swirling the contents in the cup, "Woke up again, took off your clothes screaming: 'It's too hot in this five story hellhole!' Then passing out again on my bed?"

"Not particularly no." she said shaking her head.

Ciri stopped gathering her things, and looked at Lucifer. She was still in awe at the fact he had rejected her advances, but sad at the same time that he did. She was caught out of her thoughts when she saw what had happened to her face in one of Lucifer's wall with mirrors, dropping her clothes on the floor.

"What did..." she said as she slowly approached it. She began to studied her visage. The large scar on her left cheek, she got from Skellen, the one she was very insecure about, the same one she had been hiding under her hair, it had healed overnight so it was nothing more than a average rugged scar.

"I'm not a medic, that's more Raph's thing but it turned out pretty well, if I say so myself." Lucifer said standing rather close behind her, "It's a gift from me to you. Do you like it?"

"Lucifer..." Ciri said turning around and wrapping her arms around him pulling him into a hug, "I love it. Thank you." resting her head against his muscular chest.

Lucifer couldn't help but give a little smile, wrapping his own arms around her waist. "No thank you." Lucifer thought as he rested his head on top of her head, feeling her naked breasts press against his chest, "For being my friend."

Later that evening, Lucifer and Ciri had returned from a different world for one of Lucifer's 'deals', which they had visited by Lucifer used the blade, called Paradise Lost, in his cane to shred the dimensions.

The city had been something Ciri had never seen before. People had metal in theirs heads, waged war from a distance, using things similar to megascopes and there were no horses, everyone had their own flying ship.

Lucifer had called it 'Night City'.

"I hate portals." Lucifer muttered as he leaned against the bar, placing a folded note on it.

"I know someone who hates them too." Ciri said with some amusement, "Still your problem should be gone now."

"Oh please." Lucifer said sliding the note to his bartender, "I'm the Devil, my problems are never gone."

"You're not the Devil." Ciri said gently, placing a hand on his back, "You're Lucifer."

The bartender went to make their drinks as Lucifer shook his head, "I wanted to ask. I noticed that tattoo on your leg..." he said, "A red rose, does it mean anything?"

"It's a souvenir..." Ciri said, looking down to the ground, "Of someone special who's dead now."

"Oh..." he said turning away from her, "My condolences."

Despite his best efforts he couldn't ignore the slight pain in his chest, it had been years since he last felt it. It had happened with Kassandra, the first woman he loved but it wasn't until Emily that he had figured out what that feeling actually is.

Before Kassandra, in all his years of existence Lucifer had never once been jealous. After all what did the Devil have to be jealous about?

His thoughts were interrupted when the music stopped and turning into a much slower beat. He turned around to find Potato, standing on top of the black piano in the middle of the club, microphone in her small hand.

Noticing the look on Ciri's beautiful face, he held out a arm. She looked surprised for a moment, "Lucifer?" she said.

"Come on." Lucifer said with a wink, feeling happy when she accepted his arm and he guided her to the dance floor.

A calming and warm atmosphere drifted in the air as people were entranced by the song being sang by Potato, who had her own angelic singing voice, people around her were dancing close to their partner in a slow dance.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in." the small blonde girl sang, "But I can't help falling in love with you."

Lucifer and Ciri pressed close to each other, he had place his hands on her waist while she wrapped her arms around his neck.

It felt amazing to say the least, every step Lucifer took with Ciri, every breath he felt from her as they both mimicked each other movement, to when they both press foreheads together as they both look into each others eyes, burning ambers into emerald greens.

"Shall I stay?" Ciri thought.

"Would it be a sin?" Lucifer thought.

"If I can't help falling in love with you?" both of them thought at the same time.

"Like a river flows, surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, Some things are meant to be." Potato continued to sing, "Take my hand. Take my whole life too, for I can't help falling in love with you."

In the heat of the moment, Lucifer leaned his face closer to Ciri's. The princess of Cintra didn't seem to mind as she twist her head, readying to accept his kiss.

But Lucifer got a frown on his face as he was taken out of the moment. He pulled away to see that everyone and everything save for him and Potato had been frozen in time.

"Oi, Luci." Potato said annoyed at her performance being interrupted, as she pointed towards the door, "Your bliznets has come to visit."

"Great..." Lucifer muttered annoyed before walking towards the newcomer who was waiting for him at the bar.

The man's appearance is physically indistinguishable from Lucifer. He has his platinum blonde hair parted with his bangs brushed down with his bangs parted in front of his right eye. Just like his brother, he also has the same, amber colored eyes.

He wears high brown boots and black pants. A belt featuring a buckle wraps around his waist. His coat is a deep black color, with two coattails, the coat has a pronounced buckled collar and a black strap going over his right shoulder wrapping around his chest, with two silver studs on the front.

The front of the coat is also patterned individually from the rest of it, resembling a sort of deep green vest, with a zipper closed all the way up from the waist to the bottom of his neck.

"Your return to Hell has been requested." the angel said.

"Hello to you too brother. Sure, let me check my calendar." Lucifer said, reaching into his pocket and taking out his phone, "How about... The sixth of never through the fifteenth of ain't-gonna-happen? Would that work for you guys upstairs?"

But it seemed his angelic brother wasn't amused.

"Okay then." Lucifer said, putting his phone away, "Remind dad that I quit Hell because I refuse to continue to act in his play."

"I'm going to warn you." the angel said seriously, "To not disrespect father again."

"Oh how scary. But our father's been disrespecting me before the beginning of time. So it's the pot calling the kettle, wouldn't you agree?" Lucifer said smugly, "How is dad by the way? Still busy with his latest project? Jason... What was his name again? Skyblaster? Moonwalker? Moonlover?"

But his brother seemed to ignore his question as he continued on.

"I have seen what you have been doing. Visiting other Worlds, other Multiverses, spreading your corruption through the Networks and tainting even other Light Bringers." the angel said with his arms folded across his chest, "You have become a mockery of everything divine."

"Thank you, I've been really working hard at that!" Lucifer said joyfully that it hard work was being acknowledged, "Can't take all the credit though, we Lucifer's just rebel, it's our thing. I try to help them but... You know how prideful we are. Had I know what happened to cousin Morningstar, his rebellion would have ended completely differently. How I would have relished the opportunity of decking a Michael in the face again. But it wouldn't be the same... Because it wouldn't have been you."

"Enough Lucifer. Metatron and Uriel might suffer your behavior, but I won't." Michael said dangerously serious, "Your portal opening days are over. Your going back to Hell and your going to give me Paradise Lost." holding out his hand.

"One, never going to happen as I already told our lovely siblings and you. And two..." Lucifer said smugly as he summoned the cane to his hand in a flash of light, "If you want it, you'll have to take it. But you already knew that."

Suddenly Lucifer was picked up and thrown against a wall by his brother. With his back pressed against it, he was held off the ground by a black feathery wing sprouting from Michael's back pushed him there and held him up by his throat.

"Go on, Mikey. Do it." Lucifer taunted with a smirk, "Give in and fall just like I have."

But it took just a moment for Michael to collect himself and calming himself down, laughing before retracting his wing, looking like a normal if handsome man again, "Defeating you like this, without your wings and reduced to a fraction of your divine power, would have no meaning." Michael said, "Just so you know, Father will not be merciful for much longer."

And just like that, Michael had vanished and time returned to normal. Lucifer rubbed the front of his throat as he looked concerned.

"Lucifer!"

He was brought out of his thoughts when Ciri came walking up to him, "We we're dancing and suddenly you vanished." she said getting a look of concern, "What's wrong? What happened."

"It's nothing." he said turning away from her, "I'll be in the Penthouse."

It was some time later, that Lucifer was standing on the balcony of his penthouse, leaning on the railing and a glass of whisky in hand as he stared down to the city down below.

"Lucifer?"

He turned around to see that Ciri had joined him upstairs, "Are you sure your okay?" she said with some concern in her voice, "You seemed really disturbed downstairs."

"Just a visit from my much less handsome identical twin. Wants me to go back to Hell." Lucifer said as he turned around to look up at the full moon, "Honestly it ended much better than it usually does. But then again he's on an Elysium so he couldn't hurt me without facing dad's wrath."

"Hold on." she said looking at him as if she was inspecting his face for a joke, "Your identical twin brother?"

"Much less handsome twin but yes." he said turning to his casually, "I'm surprised they send him, he's normally up there leading the Archangels and the other Angels. It's usually Metatron who comes down to talk."

"Metatron?" she said curiously.

"Dad rarely talks to humans who havent't peaked his interests. So he sends Metatron to act as his voice. Any documented occasion when some yahoo claims God has spoken to them, they're speaking to him. Or they're talking to themselves." Lucifer said stroking his chin, "He actually looks very much like Alan Rickman, come to think of it...You have no idea what I'm talking about?"

Ciri slowly hook her head as she looked at him.

"Fine. The Silver City is populated by many angels which can be sorted into two groups. There are the Archangels, the six most powerful beings in existence, aside from dad of course, and the others." Lucifer explained, "Well there used to be six, it's five now. Even the Archangels could be separated into two groups. It used to be Michael and the sixth and the others. But now it's just Michael and the rest."

"It used to be?" Ciri said, "Who was the sixth?"

"The sixth Archangel... He was me of course. Before my failed rebellion and loss of my wings, when I was still Archangel Lucifer." Lucifer said with some bitterness in his voice, "With them only Michael is my equal with only dad above us. Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel and Metatron stand above the other angels but it's up in the air who is more powerful among them."

As they talked Lucifer and Ciri had moved to the living room, sitting down on the sofa. He had removed his blazer, and filled another glass to the brim with whisky. She had kicked off her boots and was now treating her sword as she sat next to him.

"I haven't said it before, but that is a good looking sword. I mean, it's no Paradise Lost but it's a good one." Lucifer said, "You take good care of it."

"A Witcher can forget to eat, to drink, to breathe, even." she said, looking up from what she was doing, "But a Witcher never, ever forgets to care for his blade."

"Vesemir told you that." he said, remembering a prior conversation between them.

"That he did." she said returning to her work, "So Lucifer... About what happened before your brother interrupted us."

"Oh, that..." Lucifer said, remembering what had almost happened as he scooted away from her, "It was nothing..."

"Oh..." she said, a bit disappointed.

He was about to brush it off, but he was sure what he had felt and what had happened when he ignored it with Kassandra because he was convinced the Devil couldn't feel that particular emotion, and he assured himself then and just like he tried it with Emily, never again.

"No, actually it was not nothing." he said turning to her making her perk up, "Cirilla, I..."

"Oi, Luci!" Potato said as she popped up from behind the sofa, "Someone has been attempted to summon you, using the olden ways."

"That's... unusual." Lucifer said, putting his glass down as he stood up, "Well, that person must be dying to meet me."

"You won't get away that easy. I'm coming with you." Ciri said, placing her sword in her scabbard as she stood up, "And when we return, we will finish this talk."

"I would love nothing more." Lucifer said and with a gesture of his hand, "We need to get dressed for the occasion."

Another portal opened with Ciri now in the outfit she wore when she arrived, stepping out as she followed Lucifer now wearing a different outfit.

He was wearing a long, gold buttoned white coat with three separated coattails. A gold lining runs across the edges of the coat. A purple sleeveless waistcoat styled vest with gold accents and black pants with long boots.

"Fucking portals." Lucifer muttered, closing the portal behind him. He glances at Ciri who to his surprise looked deadly afraid.

He looked around to find an unsettling sight. They stood at a crossroad, the moon being blocked by a floating longship made of deadmen's claws. Beings wearing skeletal shaped black armor stood around them. A large one stepped forward, seemingly the leader.

He moved his hand to remove the skull mask of his helmet, showing his pale skin and pale blue eyes, a sign of respect among them.

"Lord Lucifer, the Light Bringer." he said as he bowed his head, " I am King of the Wild Hunt, Eredin Breacc Glas. It's the greatest honor."

"Uh yeah..." Lucifer said subtly puts himself between Ciri and Eredin, "So you went through a great deal of effort to summon me. So what is it you desire?"

"I desire the woman behind you." Eredin said gesturing with his free hand to Ciri, "And I'm prepared to exchange anything you wish, Light Bringer."

Lucifer looked between Eredin and Ciri, realizing this had been the Wild Hunt that had been hunting her, all because of her Elder Blood.

"I cannot say 'I'm sorry to say' because that would be a lie, and I don't lie." Lucifer said seriously, "Cirilla is not indebted to me, therefor I cannot give her to you. Even if, for the sake of argument, I would give her to you, she would not be obligated to stay, since she owns me no favor. I suggest you request something else."

"You don't understand, Shining One." Eredin snarled invoking another of Lucifer's titles, "My world is facing a dangerous threat known as the White Frost..."

"Yes, yes. The White Frost, end of the world, bla, bla, bla. All very biblical, Eredin." Lucifer said annoyed, "But the fact remains, you will not lay a finger on Cirilla. Any who attempts will have to face me."

"Unbelievable. The Devil protecting a human?" Eredin said moving his hand back to place his mask back, "Kill him and take the girl."

"Guess we are fighting our way out of here." Lucifer muttered, holding Paradise Lost in a reverse grip, "When you see a opening, open a portal back to Morning Star. Don't wait for me!" as the Wild Hunt closed in.

"I will not abandon you!" Ciri said, drawing her own sword.

The duo stood back to back as the Wild Hunt, one of their soldiers, initiating two brief, unsuccessful strikes at Lucifer's torso as he deflected them with his cane.

The Wild Hunt member attempted to use an overhand power attack to overwhelm Lucifer, but he blocked the attack, maintaining a one-handed reverse grip on his weapon. Lucifer was pulled into a blade-lock which he broke by casually throwing Nithral to the ground.

Imlerith then engaged in an aggressive series of attacks however, Lucifer soon counter-attacked drawing the blade of Paradise Lost, depriving him of his weapon with a quick flourish.

Lucifer then threw a wave of invisible energy out of his hand, throwing Imlerith back as he returned his sword back to the cane, a wave of slashes washed over the Wild Hunt and their Beast as his attack ripped them apart.

It was that same sensation he felt when Ciri used her powers, he turned around just in time to see Ciri lose control of her teleportation power, removing her from this World and out of danger.

Seeing no more reason to fight, Lucifer slashed a rift in the dimension, creating an portal which he entered. One of their Hound's attempted to follow him through the portal, only to have it head chopped off when it closed behind Lucifer.

Lucifer stepped back into his penthouse, the head of the Hound landing beside him. Giving it a look of disgust before he turned around.

"Well, that could have gone better." he said, returning his sword to his cane, "Cirilla! You there?"

But he received no response, he called again but again nothing. A feeling of panic formed in his lower stomach as he rushed through the house, throwing open every door and looking into any room for her. To his anger and worry, there was no trace of Ciri anywhere in his penthouse.

"Potato!" Lucifer shouted as he came back into the living room.

"Luci!" the girl shouted back as she appeared next to him. She looked around as if she too was looking for someone, "Where is Cirilla?"

"We are going to find that out. Use any favor I have build up through the eons and through the Omniverse." Lucifer said as his eyes narrowed, a fire burning behind the,, "I still have something to discuss with her."

That's the chapter, hope you enjoyed.

Many thanks to everyone who read, reviews, favorites or follows this, you beauties.

Forgot to put it earlier, but these are the voice actors for my OC's, or just how I imagine them sounding.

Lucifer Lux - Tom Ellis (Lucifer from Lucifer)

Potato - No idea really, just a cute sounding Russian accented voice.

Michael - Daniel Southworth (Vergil from Devil May Cry)

I hope you will join me next time. Still need to think of a sign of quote.