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 story time.
The streets of Oxenfurt where bustling as Lucifer and Geralt made their way to the Borsody Auction House, right off the city's main road in the nicest district, occupying an impressive 2-story building. However, these auctions were only held every three months and always on a Friday, making people show up in droves.
"I thought you didn't lie." Geralt said suddenly.
"I don't." Lucifer said, wearing his long, gold buttoned white coat with three separated coattails. Purple sleeveless waistcoat styled vest with gold accents and black pants with long boots.
It was the outfit Geralt had become accustomed to him wearing.
"The note you left for Ciri, you claimed you would just be out." Geralt pointed out, "You didn't say you would be helping me."
"It's not a lie, it's selective omission." Lucifer said as he showed his invitation to the auction, "Get it straight, Geralt."
Arriving on the second floor, where the guest where enjoying the food and drink provided before the auction had gathered. Lucifer got a few stares from people something he barely paid any attention to as he and Geralt walked to the banquet.
"Seems we have some time before the auction start." Lucifer said, picking up a glass of wine, "Lucky us."
"Lucifer, this is a banquet." Geralt said with a look of displease on his face.
"You don't say." Lucifer said sarcastically, smelling the wine, getting a grimace on his own face before placing the glass back down on the table, "What of it?"
"I detest banquets." Geralt said with a growl, "Vacuous conversation, food portions fit for a mouse, drinks that taste like piss..."
"Ah, thank you. I thought I was the only one." Lucifer said, picking up a small snack from a plate, "Remind me, why don't we get along?"
"Because your fucking my daughter." Geralt said, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "What'd folk come to bid on? Any idea?"
"Valuables, rare weaponry, exotica... All sort of rubbish. Let's go see who is attending this auction." Lucifer said as he took a bite from the snack, "Geralt! You should try these, they are quite tasty!"
Lucifer and Geralt walked around for a bit, at some point getting separated. While being talked up by some of the younger ladies, Lucifer spotted the witcher talking to an woman, a countess he believed. Every so often the White Wolf would send looks at Lucifer, who had to endure the flirting from the two ladies.
"I'm sorry, while I used to jump at the chance to fulfill my carnal desire..." Lucifer said with a charming smile, "But I'm spoken for."
"Oh, but she doesn't need to..." one of them started.
"I'm sorry, my dear." Lucifer said, "But my father-in-law needs me." he turned his back to the disappointed ladies, who definitely looked like they wouldn't be giving up.
At the entrance leading to the balcony, he found Geralt standing there, currently in a conversation with a woman much older than the once Lucifer had just been talking to. With this woman, you could actually see her age, unlike Geralt or Yennefer and definitely unlike Lucifer.
"...Forgive me, I..." the woman had said, "God, this is so embarrassing!"
"Oh believe me." Lucifer said as he comes walking over, "He really doesn't care.""
"Having fun?" Geralt said as he noticed the women Lucifer had been talking to earlier still staring at the blonde Devil.
"Not really, these women won't leave me alone." Lucifer said, putting his hands in his pockets, "Anyway, what where we talking about?"
"Do... Do you know Vesemir?" Countess Mignole continued, "He was a tinge shorter than you, wore a mustache..."
"I think I had sex with him one time." Lucifer muttered, quickly noticing the confused glare Geralt shot him, "I'm not hundred percent sure, but I'm pretty sure I was a woman at the time."
"Ignore my son-in-law, Countess. He was dropped on the head, believes himself to be the Devil." Geralt said, "But I know Vesemir. The man taught me everything I know."
"Which isn't a lot." Lucifer said dryly.
"What?" Countess Mignole said surprised, "How is he, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Don't mind at all." Geralt said, "But before I answer, I also wouldn't mind knowing how you knew each other."
"Ten Crowns that they met in secrets for nights of passion." Lucifer whispered to the witcher, "Stories like these always involve sex."
"It was the winter of 1234. A beast prowled the streets of Oxenfurt. A fleder, I believe." the countess recounted, "A contract was issued, and a witcher appeared. Vesemir. Of the School of the Wolf. He came through our estate, tracking the beast. Our eyes met, something sparked. I wrote him a message, asked my governess to deliver it. He visited, under the cover of night, night after night."
"Called it!" Lucifer said with a satisfied smirk, "Watch it, now the parents found out and Vesemir had to flee, leaving something behind."
"That did happen. My father heard something and Vesemir had to flee, so quickly he left behind his gambeson." Countess Mignole said, "How did you know?"
"Maybe I was in the area at the time." Lucifer said with a roll of his eyes, "Or maybe I just heard stories like this so many times before I no longer care to keep count. Who knows, my dear?"
"Vesemir's fine, the picture of health." Geralt said, "And he still wears a mustache."
"I'm relieved to hear it." the Countess said, immediately perking up, "Did he... Did he ever find a... a mate?"
"No. Haven't seen him with a woman in five decades." Geralt said, "Me and the other witchers, we often wondered what his story was."
"A pity... A pity our story didn't end differently." the Countess said somberly, "I might have... I should have ridden out after him."
"Well, your story hasn't ended yet." Lucifer said, "Things can change before the last page is turned. But it's you that will have to reach out and seize the opportunity."
Some time later, Lucifer and Geralt took their seats down in the fore, a few rows in the back as the auction was about to begin.
"Didn't realize you believed in love." Geralt said as they sat down on their wooden chairs.
"I do not. What most mortals think is love is just a chemical reaction in their brains." Lucifer said, "But for a few, for those few lucky chosen, they get to experience true love. It's clear she is deeply in love with Vesemir, or at least a version of him from long ago."
"Do you even know real love?" Geralt said, "Uri said your kind doesn't fall in love."
"A common believe among the Archangels, which obviously isn't true." Lucifer said, leaning back into his chair, "Because I'm madly in love with Cirilla."
"So how is this auction going to work?" Geralt said turning his gaze to the stage.
"They will bring out three lots to start with." Lucifer said cross his legs to his knee met his ankle, "Once they've sold, or not, there'll be an intermission. That is when we will talk to Borsody."
"Out of curiosity, is there anything in particular your interested in buying?" the witcher said, "Going by how you decorated your house, you seem to be a collector."
"There is something to that." Lucifer said with a nod, "I guess you could describe me as a wonder seeker."
"Wonder seeker?" Geralt said.
"Well, also drugs, debauchery and certain extinct whiskeys." Lucifer said as their attention was drawn when the sound of hammer hitting wood was heard.
"Esteemed ladies and gentlemen! Welcome back!" the auctioneer said, "I hereby open the auction!"
The auction went on, the first one didn't seem to interest either Lucifer or Geralt all that much.
It was a beautiful statue which was suppose to have a clue towards a large treasure which once belonged to some famous guy or something. But it was the second lot that drew the attention and even the fury of the blonde Devil.
It was of a painting, supposedly portraying a dark spirit called 'Satanael' tempting the brave warrior known only by the nickname of 'Eagle Bearer'.
"Starting price of thirty Crowns! Anyone tempted?" auctioneer said, "Number five offers an advance! Do I have..."
Lucifer held up his bidding plate, which of course was the number 69.
"My! Haven't we livened up! Forty Crowns from Mr. Lux! Going once! Twice! And we have fifty Crown from master Yaromir. Sixty! Sixty now with Mr. Lux! Any advance on that!? Going one, twice, trice... and sold! 'The Dark Arisen' goes to the enigmatic man!"
"So, got a nice painting out of it." Geralt said at the start of the intermission, "It seem to piss you off."
"You don't say." Lucifer said in a low voice, "Right there is Horst Borsodi."
Geralt turned around to see a bald man dressed in an velvet red tunic embraided with gold pacing as two of the auction house guards watched over him.
"Alright, we need to keep a low profile." Geralt said as he began to formulate a plan, "Can you take this seriously?"
"You got it partner." Lucifer said giving a two finger salute, "This is going to be epic!"
"Lucifer, I'm not joking around." Geralt said sternly, "A friend of mine helped me researching Horst Borsodi. And your the exact type he would interact with. Just do your thing."
"...Wait." Lucifer said looking between the auction house owner and the witcher, "You mean make a deal with him?"
"Exactly." Geralt said, "But he spooks very easily, if..."
"Horst!" Lucifer interrupted loudly.
The blonde Devil was already walking towards the auction house owner, who's guards where already on alert once his name was shouted.
"Hello!" Lucifer greeted, "I'd like to talk to you, if I may."
"I don't know you." Horst said immediately.
"You don't. So let's fix that, shall we?" Lucifer said with a smile, holding out his hand as he ignored the guards, "The name is Lucifer Lux."
"And what would a man like you need from me?" Horst said, ignoring the outstretched hand.
"Oh, it's just my grumpy friend here has need for Maximilian Borsodi's House." Lucifer said casually, "Now I'm here to arrange a..."
"What!?" Horst interrupted him, "Where did you learn of it!?"
"Well my friend here learned about it from some ginger cunt." Lucifer said, "Now we have need of it and money isn't an..."
"Guards! Escort this man and his companion out!" Horst ordered, "And neither are to enter, not alone, not hand in hand with Hierarch Hemmelfart!"
"There is an Hierarch named Hemmelfart?" Lucifer said as he grabbed the arm of the guard who had reached for him before throwing him to the ground, "Now, now Horst. There is no need for that..."
Lucifer approached the auction house owner, "I am a Devil of endless wealth." he said as one of the guards attempted to strike him, but Lucifer moved his head out of the way, striking the guard hard enough through his armor with his elbow to make him stumble to the ground.
As the guard attempted to draw breath, he felt Lucifer's boot press down on his throat. "And I have connections to get you anything you want." Lucifer continued as if he hadn't just been attacked while he stared into Borsodi's eyes, "So tell me, what is it you truly desire?"
"Y-You fail to understand. Scrolls, documents, the will in there..." Horst said, falling under the Devil's intimidation, "None of that can land in strange hands. Not for any price!"
"Oh, but there is a simple solution to that problem! All we need is the house, it's contents are of no interest to us!" Lucifer said with a smirk, "Now how about we strike a deal?"
"I-I see." Horst said, "The wolf leaves sated, yet the sheep lives on."
"More or less." Lucifer said, conjuring a piece or parchment out of thin air, "I believe this sound like a fair trade for the casket."
Handing the parchment over to Horst, the man looked at the paper and his small beady eyes widen in shock. "More than fair." the auctioneer said with a nod, "We have a deal Mr. Lux."
"Ah, reason prevails!" Lucifer said, before he looked down at the guard still under his booth, "How long have you been there?"
Touching down in Lucifer's Penthouse, both men holding a object acquired from the auction. Lucifer dumped the painting on his sofa as he went to the bar fix the both of them a drink.
"That's one task down." Lucifer said as he held up a bottle of amber liquid in one hand, "Two more to go." holding up a pair of crystal glasses in the others.
"Yeah, now we got to show a ghost the time of his life." Geralt said, "Any idea how we can do that."
"I got a few. But we have a different problem to solve." Lucifer said, pouring two glassed before walking over to Geralt, "First we have to find his grave. Got any idea's for that?" picking up a glass and handed it to Geralt.
"I have a friend and her assistant look into where Olgierd von Everec's brother was buried." Geralt said, taking a seat on the sofa.
"If he was buried." Lucifer said dryly taking a drink before walking to the hall, "You mortals have so many ways you can perish."
"Yeah, shame we can't all be immortal like you." Geralt said dryly, "Any idea how we can summon a ghost?"
"Well, we got a few options. For one, I got this sister, she's my favorite, you might have met her, who is literally Death." Lucifer said as he came back carrying a large jerrycan filled with petrol and a water tub, "Or we can use this ritual I know of. I am prepared to slit my wrist and dance around naked around his grave."
"Please don't do that." Geralt said, having had an eyeful of naked Lucifer to last himself a life time, "What are you doing?"
"Doing a bit of cleaning." Lucifer said as he unwrap 'The Dark Arisen' placing it down in the tub before pouring the petrol over it, "And now for the piece de resistance." he picked a lighter from his pocket.
With a single click a fire comes out before he threw it into the tub. As the painting began to become consumed by fire Lucifer walked over and slouched down next to Geralt, "I know I could just snap my fingers to start a fire, but sometimes I like to do thing the Muggle way." he said.
"Muggle way?" Geralt said.
"It's a word for people with no powers, specifically those without magic." Lucifer said, "It comes from Britain, lovely accent on that island. I had a few accents over the centauries but this one is the most successful."
"Right." he said as the flames licked around the wooden frame and began to consume the canvas, "What did you do that for?"
"I hate that painting, not all but just this one." Lucifer said, "I have lost count on how many I have burned it before and yet it keeps popping up in the Worlds."
"Let me guess..." the witcher said, "Your the Satanael in that story."
"Yes, and the Eagle Bearer I tempt and corrupt with my evil is Kassandra." Lucifer said irritated at how his relationship with his first love was bastardized like that, "Load of rubbish that is. For one I never made anyone do anything they didn't want to do! Mortals like to pretend that I whisper words in their ears, all to excuse their own evil deeds! As if I have nothing better to do than sit on their shoulders all day!"
"Never seen you this angry." he said.
"Please, you have never seen me angry." Lucifer scoffed as he finished his drink, "When I get angry, planets explode and entire multiverses will be erased." before pouring a new drink.
"Just make sure I'm not in one." Geralt said dryly, finishing his own drink and immediately find his son-in-law refilled his glass, "So back what you said to the Countess... You can change your gender?"
"Yes, I can." Lucifer said, putting the bottle down on the table.
He stood up and moved his hand over his face as he threw his head back and when he looked back Lucifer had indeed turned into a female version of himself.
His face had become more feminine and slender, his hair now reached just past his shoulders and his right eye was hidden behind his bangs. He received a well endowed bust, perfect hips and a nice shaped behind.
"Honestly, I'm still surprised how you people keep being surprised at the things I can do." Lucifer said with a roll of her eyes, "See something you like."
"I only met two, but now your definitely the second prettiest Archangel I met." Geralt said dryly, "Your easier to look at if nothing else. Can't you stay like this?"
"Oh, Uri's going to like hearing that you called her the prettiest Archangel. And I can stay like this." Lucifer said as she repeated the movement and she returned to her usual male form, "But I won't."
"So... is that a thing all angels can do?" Geralt said as Lucifer sat back down on the sofa, "Changing between a male and a female form?"
"Nope, that is an ability exclusive to me and Michael. There is no male Uri or female Meta." Lucifer said finishing his drink again, "Well mum and dad can appear how they like but they don't have a true form. Being all the omni's and everything."
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