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

Hope you enjoy it has much as I had writing it and now review time.

TheRagFromTheCrag: Huh, did not know about that. Personally I would have Keira as a number two and swap Yennefer and Triss. Though that might have more to do with the type of women I'm attracted to.

Now story time also light lemon in this chapter.

"And that, my dearest Cirilla." Lucifer said, playing his final gwent card as he sat across from Ciri at a table in the inn, "Is what we gwent enjoyers call 'game'."

"I don't get how you do it." Ciri said with a laugh, as she was defeated for the fifth time in a row, "How can you always win?"

"Superior game knowledge, years of experience and I'm good at ready people, as you know." Lucifer said taking a swing from his tankard filled with ale, "But that means I win the bet."

"I guess so... A deal is a deal. You never break one, so I shan't break it either." she said crossing her arms, "I hope you have a fun time with Philippa."

"Holding yourself up to the standards set by the Devil, some people would call that insanity, heresy, or both." Lucifer said with a shrug, placing his drink down, "Cirilla, you do know I have no intention of collecting on this bet. Sure it's a shame I'm unable to one-up Geralt, but I rather have a happy Cirilla."

"One-up Geralt?" she said surprised.

"How Geralt has slept with everyone on the boat aside from you, Phillipa and Margarita." Lucifer said matter-of-factly, "So I'll have to settle for a draw."

"A draw? But he has slept..." Ciri said before realization set in, "Did you sleep with someone else!?"

"I slept with a lot of people. Women, Men, Elfs, Dwarfs, Quanari, Daedra, Vampires, Khaji, a few dragons." Lucifer summed up, "I could go on but we will be here until Yennefer actually looks her age."

"What... Don't try to distract me!" Ciri said surprised but quickly recovering, "You slept with someone on the boat?"

"Before you ask, no it wasn't Geralt. Unfortunately." Lucifer said with quiet the irritation in his voice, noticing the questioning look in her eyes as she wondered who it could have been, "My dear, the easiest way to find that out is to simply ask. But I believe this isn't what has been bothering you.", placing his hand on hers.

Ciri shook her head, "W-Would you accompany me to Hindarsfjall, or at least give me a lift to it?" she said, "Because a day's boat ride is like no time for you at all."

"Of course, anything you desire." Lucifer said finishing up his ale before dropping a few crowns on the table, the cards disappeared with a snap of his fingers before standing up and following her out, "Why are we going there?"

"I need to go to Lofoten. I met a young man, Skjall, and I'd like..." Ciri said as they stood outside of the inn, "Why are you looking like that?"

"Cirilla..." Lucifer said seriously, "Skjall is dead."

"The Wild Hunt..." Ciri said shocked, "Everyone?... No one survived?"

"Some did." he said, "Skjall died later."

"Are you sure it was him?" Ciri said, "You'd met him?"

"I send him to the afterlife myself... Don't give me that look!" Lucifer said upon being given a glare by his beloved, "His time in this world was coming to an end. There was nothing I could have done. If there was, you know I would have."

"I-I know." she said quickly, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too." Lucifer said, "There might be a solution, if you like to say goodbye. As a gift for helping you, I gave him a free ticket to any afterlife he desired. As long as it isn't Heaven, I can take you there. Well technically I can get you to Heaven, but seeing as I'm banished for all time from the Silver City, I will literally burn up the moment I set foot there."

"There is more than one afterlife?" Ciri said surprised.

"Depending on which religion you believe in." Lucifer said rather casually, acting no different as if they where discussing the weather, "But one consistent for them all is that all sinners go to my Hell."

"I see... I would like to say goodbye to him." Ciri said with a nod, "But if he is in Heaven, I will have to make peace with it. I rather not lose you."

"Glad to hear it." Lucifer said, before closing his eyes as he began to concentrate. But his blonde eyebrows turned into a frown, before opening his eyes as he looked in confusion, "It can't be."

"What?" Ciri said, "Is he in Heaven?"

"No, he's not." Lucifer said pacing around on the docks, before realization sets in, "I gave him a free ticket, there is no way Uri would ignore that... But his regrets must be very strong. Or maybe he wanted to go there, believing himself worthy of punishment. Yes, that must be it. There is no other way."

"Lucifer." Ciri said, calling his attention to her, "What are you going on..."

But before she could finish her sentence, she was swept off her feet and carried bridal-style in Lucifer's strong arms as a golden glow washed over her.

"Hold on tight." Lucifer said as his white angel wings spread from his back, "We're on the highway to Hell."

With the beat of great white angel wings on the deadly cold air, Lucifer's boots touched down on the black iced grounds. He placed Ciri on the ground, before his wings folded back into him.

The area consisted entirely of dark stone, covered in black ice. High above them, the sky was covered in complete darkness giving it the feeling of eternal night. Every now and then, small snow flakes came slowly drifting from above.

"So... This is Hell." Ciri said as she looked around as she rubbed her upper arms, "...It's rather cold. I expected a lot more fire and brimstone."

"Fire only starts to come in at the Seventh Circle." Lucifer said simply, "But it stops at the Ninth Circle, which is all black ice and frost. It's also the reason I cast that spell on you, any living mortal without it would freeze to death and be in a cell in Hell in an instant."

"I see, so that is what that was." Ciri said with a nod, "How many circles are there?"

"Nine in total. The First Circle is Limbo, second is Lust, third is Gluttony, fourth is Greed, fifth is Wrath, sixth is Heresy, seventh is Violence, eight is Fraud and finally there..." Lucifer said as he turned away from her as he turned to look downward. "The Ninth Circle is Treachery. With the deepest part, at the Centre of Hell, the place furthest away from God's love, the place where the Black Throne is located... The place where the arch-traitor, the one who committed the ultimate Sin was imprisoned."

Ciri followed his gaze and into the cliff, she saw it. Down in the frozen lake below, among the black stone and ice, stood a throne made of entirely other wordly black stone.

"It..." she muttered, "It looks so lonely down there."

"It is. The worst kind of Hell there is..." Lucifer said as he turned away as he began to slightly rant, "I hate being here. I hate having to return to the prison my Father send me to after kicking me out of Heaven!"

"And yet..." Ciri said, placing her hand on his face which had a instant calmly effect on him, "You returned here, to a place you hate, for me?"

"Cirilla, I would storm Heaven's Gates and conquer Paradise for you." Lucifer said, placing his hand on hers, "There is nothing I wouldn't do for you."

"I know." Ciri said, looking up to him with a smile, "And I would do anything for you." she stood on the tip of her toes, reaching upwards to meet him in a kiss.

But before their lips could touch, in a place furthest away from God's love, a loud voice interrupted them.

"Oi! What are you doing here!"

Turning their gaze around, they saw two young women with dark red skin and in white business suits, red ties, white dress shirt and black shoes.

One of them had wild green hair and two small horns on either side of her head that just barely peek out of her hair. The other had long light blue hair tied up in a business like ponytail and one large horn that sticks out of her forehead and bangs, along with a pair of glasses.

Both of them had green eyes with slit pupils.

"Prisoners aren't allowed out of their cells!" the blue haired one said, "That's against the rulu's!"

"There they go again with their rulu's." Lucifer muttered annoyed before turning around, startling the two demon sisters, "Hello there, Scanty and Kneesocks."

"L-L-L-Lord Satan!" the two demon's said, immediately bowing before their boss.

"W-We thought you where on vacation to the mortal realms." the younger sister Kneesocks said, "P-please forgive us."

"Oh, fuck me in the keyhole." Lucifer said annoyed, "How many times do I have to tell you to not call me Lord Satan."

"Yes, of course." the older demon sister, Scanty said, "Are you back now? Is there anything we can assist you with?"

"We're not planning on staying long, and yes there is something." Lucifer said, taking on a far more formal tone than Ciri was used from him, "There is a prisoner, Skjall of Lofoten, I need to visit him.

"Yes! Of course! Right away!" the demon sisters said bowing at once, "Give us a moment, your majesty!"

Both of them ran off to fulfill their task as Ciri watched, "Well... they are lively." she said.

"They are no Potato, but they are very capable and very eager to please me." Lucifer said turning back to his throne, "Also very annoying."

"Yes, two attractive demon girls doing anything to please." Ciri said dryly throwing up her arms, "I can see how annoying that would be."

"They are good looking." Lucifer admitted, "But you look better."

Just then the two demon sisters came back, having found the prison where Skjall was trapped in.

"Good, take Cirilla to him." Lucifer said arms folded behind his back, "While she is here, treat her with the same respect as you would treat me with. If any of the Demon Lords bother her, immediately send for me."

"Yes, of course." Scanty said, "If you will follow us, madam."

"Your not coming with me?" Ciri said confused.

"I think it's best if you visit him on your own. There are some things I need to take care of while I'm here." Lucifer said, "But if you need me, I'm one call away."

It was some time later while he waited for Ciri to return. If it was for some nostalgic reason or if it was for something else, Lucifer decided to sit on the Black Throne until she returned.

He had one hand under his chin while sitting so his ankle met his knee. He was thinking about how Ciri couldn't enter a afterlife with her power, like Heaven or Hell. But what he couldn't understand is how she managed to arrive in the Collective Consciousness all those months ago.

"Lucifer."

He looked up to see that Ciri was now standing before his throne, "Can I sit there?" she said, pointing to his lap.

"Cirilla, that is my lap." Lucifer said slightly confused.

"That didn't answer my question." Ciri said, as she moved up to him as he gestured her to sit down.

Sitting so she could face him, Ciri places her hand on Lucifer's cheek to guide him in for a soft kiss on the lips. As they break their kiss, they remain close together with their foreheads touching and their eyes closed.

"I wanted you to know, I told the demons to stop tormenting Skjall while he's here." Lucifer said, his arms resting on her shapely, covered in leather behind, "I might not free him from his guilt, but at least his stay would be... Well it won't be Hell."

"Thank you, Lucifer." Ciri said gently stroking his face, "This place might be farthest removed from God's love, but my love will always be with you."

With the final preparations done, and the retrieval of Fringilla Vigo from Emperor Emhyr's ship by Geralt and with the Sunstone in hand, they set of to Undvik for the final battle against the Wild Hunt.

After returning from Hell, which felt like days to them while it had been no less then an hour or two according to Geralt, Ciri decided she wanted to spend one more time doing her beloveds favorite hobby before they had to fight once again.

"I don't know how you do it." Ciri moaned as she came down from her orgasm as her womb was filled so much that it leaked out of her, "Every time, it feels so amazingly familiar, yet it always feels new and exciting."

"Lots of experience, my dear." Lucifer said, sitting up slightly. With a snap of his finger, a bottle of whisky appeared in his hand.

But before he could take a swing of it, the bottle was snatched out of his hand by Ciri. Anyone else would have been reduced to atoms, or at least a loss of limb depending on Lucifer's mood and how liked the person was by him. But of course, Ciri was different.

She took a swing of the bottle as she sat on his lower body. She pressed her lips against his, the strong and rich flavor of the whisky flowing between the two of them.

Once their mouths where empty, the two separated and giving the other a loving glance. "You know." Lucifer said, "I think I found my new favorite whisky flavor."

"Glad you enjoy it." Ciri said, letting some of the drink pour over her breast. She let out a moan of pleasure as Lucifer began to lick it off her. "So, have you changed your mind about my breasts?"

"Nay. Their still not nice." Lucifer said, pressing himself against her breasts, "Their perfect."

On the northern shores of Undvik, where the small abandoned settlement of Marlin Coast. Which until quite recently was frequented by fishermen come to fish marlins out of the nearby waters until it was used as a makeshift camp by the Nilfgaardian Empire during their attack on Skellige.

Inside a tent where Lucifer, Avallac'h and the group of Sorceresses was standing around a map, discussing strategy for the coming battle. On a crate near where Ciri was standing sat Uri, telekinetically toying with her dagger by dictating it's path.

"...You will position yourselves on the cliffs." Avallac'h said pointing to the map, "Here, here and..."

"Thank you." Yennefer interrupted, "I believe we know how to form a circle."

"Even those of us who lack eyes for the moment." Phillipa said.

"Hello Geralt!" Uri said happily, getting the attention as the witcher walked in.

"Hey Uri." Geralt said with a small wave back.

"We where waiting for you." Avallac'h said turning away from the map.

"Really?" Geralt said crossing his arms in front of his chest, "Seems to me you'd started already."

"Oh please, all discussions about magic." Lucifer said waving his hand, "Rather boring if you ask me."

"Right." Geralt said, "Cause I'm just a simple witcher."

"No, it really is that boring." Uri assured him, "So what's the plan?"

"It's simple... Which does not mean it will be easy to execute." Avallac'h said as he began to elaborate, "I shall activate the Sunstone. If Caranthir answers the call, the Naglfar should appear in the bay shortly afterwards. The Lodge must then prevent the ship from returning to the world of the Aen Elle, while the imperial fleet blocks it escape by sea. The 7th Ymlats Infantry Regiment under Duke var Attre must then board it."

"With our help, of course." Lucifer said, indicating him and Geralt, "Though I still say we just drop a meteor on it. Worked wonders with the dinosaurs, arrogant pricks became a bit too full of themselves."

"I think it was an accident." Uri piped up, "At least according to father and Mickey."

"Of course, it was an accident according to dad." Lucifer said annoyed as he threw up his hands, "When I cause a world disaster I'm evil incarnate, but when dad does it, he shrugs and say 'It's just Africa'!"

"Right." Geralt said with a growl turning to the elf, "What about you? Where will you be?"

"Waiting in reserve." Avallac'h said, "If something goes wrong... I shall react."

"We got the Devil and Death on our side." Uri said confident, "What could possibly go wrong?"

"Now you got us jinxed." Lucifer said playfully to his sister, "Just you wait, the skies are going to be ripped asunder and mum is going to appear, kill us all then wage war on Heaven shouting 'Husband! I want a divorce!'. And I will be there like, 'See? I bloody told you'!"

"Wait." Uri said missing the point, "Mother and Father aren't divorced yet?"

"So your going to act like a general commanding troops from a hilltop." Geralt said, getting on with the conversation, "Gonna signal us by horn or use messengers?"

"Exquisite irony, but what did I do to deserve it?" Avallac'h said, "Have I given you cause to doubt my intentions?"

"You haven't given me cause to doubt." Lucifer said rather cheerful, "I distrust you in general! Don't take it personally, I just don't like you Crevan!"

"Lucifer." Ciri said sternly.

"What?" he said turning to her, "Am I suppose to lie and say I like him? Because I don't and I never lie!"

"Ladies, gentlemen and Lucifer. Less talk, more action, please." Phillipa said coming between, "Sisters, we must scale the cliffs."

Whishing them good luck, Triss followed Yennefer and the other sorceresses out of the tent. Leaving only Lucifer, Geralt, Ciri, Uri and Avallac'h in there.

"Your plan forgot one important element." Geralt said gesturing to his daughter, "What about Ciri?"

"Zireael will wait." the elf said, "At a safe distance from the Naglfar."

"Doubt that was Ciri's idea." Uri said, standing up from the crate.

"No." Ciri said, shaking her head, "I wanted to go with you, that was my idea."

"But I won't allow it." Avallac'h said as if it was the final say on the matter, "Far too great a risk."

"As if a stock-up knife ear is going to stop my Cirilla from doing anything." Lucifer said.

"Lucifer!" Uri said sternly, "You can't just call them that slur."

"Why not? It's not like I'm a racist." Lucifer said, "I look down on all mortal races equally."

"Not that I like it, but Lucifer is right." Geralt said, quickly continuing as he knew that Lucifer was about to make a quick joke, "You have no right to order her around."

"Amusing. Zireael said the same thing, only at much higher volume." the elf said, "I do, in fact, have this right. For only I know how to activate the Sunstone."

But the elf was interrupted by laughter, he snapped around to see that it came not only from the tall blonde Devil, but from short, bosom, orange haired Death as well.

"You do realize either one of us could do so as well. The only reason your still here, is because Cirilla allows it." Lucifer said, stepping forward, "Telling her what she can and can't do is not very feasible. She is a paragon of free will."

As the Devil said that, the Angel of Death slid over to Ciri as she watched the argument go on. "Not trying to praise my big bro too much, but he must have fallen hard for you to compliment you like that." she whispered.

That was the chapter, hope you enjoyed. Weird to think that the next one will be the last chapter covering the base game...

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

I hope you will join me next time. Also here's a little extra.

Up in the great Silver City, God himself is holding some sort of orb, startled when his right hand archangel appeared next to him.

"Father." Michael said sternly, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, "What is that?"

"...Ebola." God said with some hesitation, looking away from his second eldest.

"Father. Father, look at me." Michael said sternly, "You weren't going to test that on Africa, right?"

"...Say what!?" God said with a fatherly chuckle, "But we test everything on that!"

The jolly nature of that statement worked up much annoyance of Michael, who could do nothing but place his face in his hand.