Cain

His plan didn't go as he expected, not a single bit. He's too used to demons where power and confidence gains respect or fear. Adam has never been afraid, hell Cain's saw him fight a lion that nearly ripped off his arm without a hint of fear. Given that Adam bathed the streets in blood yearly he had expected their reunion to go smoother. Cain had a habit of killing just the same after all, maybe that's what he needed to do, find some poor soul and tourcher the sinner for Adam's amusement? Somehow he doubted that would work, appealing to the man's narcissism and music taste only seemed to upset him, his bloodlust probably wasn't going to work either. Years of learning the guitar and honing his singing skills were all for nothing.

Of course the whiney perfect princess of hell was still in his presence. "I'm so sorry I didn't think he'd get so mad."

Husker looks at her with udder confusion. "What do you mean, the fuckers been nothing but angry since he's been here?"

"Yeah he's got a real stick up his ass even if he's been sorta nice a couple of times. I mean I get it with Mammon and all but still he acts like he's the only one going through shit right now." Angel Dust adds.

"Mammon?" Cainan asks, picking up on the comment.

"Uncle Mammon dropped him off calling him a pet for some reason, maybe an inside joke since he left a big bird cage too but I thought he'd be happy to see his kids again especially after so many years." Charlie explains still confused by her uncle's antics.

The four siblings look at Charlie eyes wide, and mouths opening to speak but no words fall out. Vaggie drags a hand down her face, the obliviousness of her lover both adorable and oh so frustrating. Hasker glares into his drink before downing it in a single gulp. Angel Dust pats the cat man's shoulder then notices Niffy escaped his sight. The spider rushes off to go find the maid as Husker pours himself more to drink.

A loud burst of laughter sprouts from Elijiah. "HAHAHAhahahha oh, haha, oh that rich. That's funny as hell, dad, god's perfect person sold his soul to the fucking sin of greed, and he had the balls to say we're the sad ones. Ya know what princess I take back every single insult I ever said about you, just for telling us that."

"Uh… okay?" Charlie gives him a weird look.

Cain shoots Eli a look that makes the man wince. Lowering his head and shuffling off to find himself a new bottle to drink. Cain takes a breath composing himself again and forcing a smile on his face. He may have a thought from throttling his younger brother but the other demons in the room don't need to know that.

Walking up to Charlie he offers a bow. "Well thank you for trying this idea with me. It may have been fruitless but hey no one died so I'd say this was a success."

Charlie smiles at him, happy to have a silver lining to this whole ordeal. "Now I don't wish to be rude but we need to clean up, have a nice time getting home." He continues.

The hotel residents say their goodbyes as Cain and his siblings wave them out the door. When the door to the bar shuts his smile falls, turning into a sneer. His fist slams into a table cracking and shattering it in a second. Cainan puts her hand on his shoulder more as a means to calm him than comfort. Awan continues to pack up their instruments trying to ignore the tension radiating off Cain. Eli is behind the bar shoving the staff out the back door before anything bad happens.

"Fucking Mammon… the little bitch only says this now?" Cain's hatred of the royals only seems to grow the more he knows of them.

"Relax, it isn't her fault." Cainan reasons trying to prevent Cain from destroying the place.

"Oh really? Seven months ago she was the one to meet with our father, and only recently her farce of a hotel which I can only guess is a laundering scheme was attacked by him. If that wasn't enough she made all of HELL believe he was dead in the most humiliating way, but in reality she had sold him off to fucking Mammon of all people!" Cain's more demonic form starts to take hold in his anger.

Awan pipes up for the first time. "I seriously doubt she could sell someone off given how she acts, I think she genuinely believes in what she says even if it's udder nonsense."

"Every good demon can appear sincere and if you can play dumb people underestimate you. She probably learned a few things when Mom decided to date Lucifer." Cain doesn't believe the goody two-shoes act for a second even if it managed to convince his more soft hearted siblings.

"Oh please mom left us just like dad did, neither gave a shit about any of us or each other. Hell I bet mom didn't even bother looking for us before she crawled into Lucifer's bed." Eli argues, closing the back door.

"Must you insult both our parents Eli?" Cainan asks.

Eli shrugs. "I'll stop when one of them actually tries to acknowledge us."

Cain rolls his eyes. Of course his siblings don't get it, letting out a sigh he starts forming a new plan. "Call all our contacts from the greed ring."

"You're really desperate for dad's approval huh?" Eli chuckles.

A fiery red chain appears in Cain's hand, the collar of it locked around Eli's neck. With a yank he drags Eli over the bar, choking him until his harpy-like brother is gasping on the ground before him. "I'd watch your words more carefully little brother, because I don't know how much longer I'm willing to tolerate your attitude without ripping out your tongue."

Eli avoids his eyes but Cain knows he wants to fight back he always does, even when Eli sold his soul he was still trying to fight him. Eli probably didn't expect Cain to keep such a hold on his soul much like all of their other siblings that came to the oldest sibling for help, or the countless other fools who believed Cain of all people genuinely wanted to keep them safe. The chain dissipates as he pulls Eli to his feet. The prosthetic one lets out a small metallic clank, it might be dented now. Cain switches to false sweetness smoothing out the feathers and wrapping his hand around the back of Eli's neck pulling him into a hug.

"If you hadn't come from the same womb as me I would have torn your soul to shreds centuries ago." His voice is sweet in contrast with his threatening words. "Now, show me why I should keep you around and do as I asked."

Eli stiffly nods, still refusing to meet Cain's gaze and shuffles off when released. Awan is staring at him with a hesitant look in her eyes as she guards her own neck, but she remains quiet knowing she is helpless to do anything. Cainan wraps her arms around Cain's back nuzzling into his neck, she's always quick to placate him when he digs up a contract or deals with their siblings. He needs to make a plan some way to get his father out of Mammon hold then his father will be indebted to him.

Adam

Adam's nightmare is a terrible amalgamation of his fears. Starting with the memory of how he and Eve died. Eve's last child, the big one hundred he had joked. Eve was always tired during pregnancy but this was the worst he's seen in their nine hundred and some years of life. When she kneeled over in pain as her water broke he was used to it, and wrote the excessive blood and coughing off as just a harder labor than normal.

His daughters surrounded their mother comforting her as he sat between her legs helping deliver their child. Eve was slower than normal, her screams and grunts not quite as loud as if she was too exhausted to even notice her own pain. He instructs her to push one last time as he catches his new child, a boy that cries so loud he wonders if he'll go deaf. He looks up to Eve holding up their baby but she's passed out, not that uncommon so he moves past his girls cradling the baby and gently shaking Eve to wake. She doesn't. He gave a harder shake. Still nothing.

"Eve! Common hon, he needs to eat." His shout does nothing, he's starting to panic normally she would wake easily even if exhausted.

Handing the baby to one of his girls he leans over Eve's chest listening for a heartbeat. He hears nothing. Frozen he stares at her body, his daughters are talking probably asking what's wrong but he can't bring himself to speak. Abruptly he stands walking out leaving his girls to find out what happened on their own. By the time he's out of the house he can hear his girls scream and wail inside but he just keeps moving. His sons looking confused he isn't holding their new sibling.

Seth runs up to him as he goes to grab a spear. "Dad? What are you doing, where's the new baby?"

"What's it look like? I'm going to the mountain." Adam checks over the spear tip. It's one of the newer ones so it should be fine.

"But you… oh it was a stillbirth huh." Seth lowers his head then clasps his hands together, sending a silent prayer for the dead.

"No, the baby's fine." Adam clarifies, devoid of emotion as he looks through the scrolls for the map that directed him back to where he buried all his fallen children.

Seth looks at him perplexed. "I-if the baby is fine then what's wrong?"

Adam takes his son's hand leading him to a bench then sitting him down hoping to ease the information in some way. "Eve… Eve didn't survive the birth."

Seth's mismatched eyes widen and he jolts up frantically like he's been forced into battle. "WHAT?! NO! No that-that can't be!"

Adam holds his wrists forcing him to sit again. He shifts to a tight hug to keep his son from doing anything rash, rubbing circles into his back in hopes to calm his distraught son. Seth resists trying to shove his father off and go see his mother with his own eyes, but is beaten by Adam's hold. His other children and grandchildren are starting to take notice, honestly it could be more than grandchildren at this point most didn't seem to live as long as him or his immediate children.

"She's gone brother." Aclima says walking out with the newborn cradled in her arms. Her eyes are red, as tears still cascade down her face despite her relatively calm voice.

Seth's expression turns crestfallen, he nestles into Adam's chest clutching his father and hiding his tears that begin to flow. "No, nonononon."

Adam strokes down his back trying to sooth his child. He opens up some room for his daughter to come hug him for comfort as well. Aclima shakes her head putting up a brave face, with one hand she wipes away her tears best she can. "My sisters are cleaning her and preparing her body for burial as we speak."

Adam nods, pulling away from his son who is starting to regain composure. "Thank you, it'll be a week or two's walk to the mountain cave. Tell the others while I'm away."

As Adam goes to stand Seth grabs him. "I'll go with you!"

Adam wants to say no that he needs his second in command protecting the others but the desperation in Seth's eyes makes him reluctantly nod, allowing him to come with on the journey. Looking at Aclima she nods understanding she's in charge while he's away. Adam stands instructing Seth what he needs for the trip and his son rushes off to make himself useful.

"So what is his name?" Aclima asks, holding the baby in her arms.

Adam stares at the child who took his wife's life with resentment. Taking a closer look at the infant he takes in its details, blond tufts of hair, rosy red cheeks, pale as porcelain skin. The baby grumbles in its sister's arms reaching for him on instinct. Its pale blue eyes squint in the harsh sun. Adam contemplates names in his head but one that's more of an insult than a name seems to fit the most.

Glaring at the child he tries to keep the contempt out of his voice. "Lucifer."

Aclima looks at him unsure if she heard him right. "Lucifer?"

"Yes." He moves back into the house before she can question him further. Eve is already wrapped in cloth and his daughters are huddled around each other in comfort as he picks up her body.

With a bow and spear for protection Adam and Seth head away from their home. Seth hunts and makes food, almost having to force Adam to eat each day. Adam holds Eve's body even in his sleep unwilling to even let Seth hold Eve even if it would lighten his burden. Eve smells more of frankincense then her normal scent but it's far more preferred then the stench of rot. The two pass towns and cities of the sections of family that left or stayed when they moved to a new area. They pay no mind to the people and are returned with the same indifference. Finally they find the mountain, a small steep trail leads up to the burial cave.

Rocks tumble under their feet the higher they get. The mouth of the cave is guarded by a large stone, most would just pass it by as it hides the true nature of the mountain. Moving it shows the crypt of their family wrapped bodies of the lost members line the walls with their names carved into the stone. The cave smells of decay as Adam finds the spot he'd made for him and Eve. Carefully he places Eve's stiff body down, he doesn't want to leave her saying every prayer he can think of just to find an excuse to stay by her side. Seth places a hand on his shoulder after many hours pushing him to leave and let Eve go.

Adam complies gently kissing Eve's cold hand before he turns to leave. Seth is silently ahead of him as they walk down the mountain. Adam isn't paying much attention anyway his head is clouded with a weird numbing grief, one where he wishes he could scream and beg god for reality to change or curse out every higher being for toying with him only to constantly punish him for the one mistake he made.

Then the rocks give, his foot slips off the side of the mountain and he isn't able to think clearly enough to save himself before it's too late. He falls hitting rocks along the way to the bottom. He thinks he can hear Seth scream chasing after him as safely as he can. Then he lands hard on his back neck impaled by a sharp rock and legs crushed by the rocks he loosened on his fall down. Blood is gushing out of new wounds and he's coughing up the iron taste as his lungs struggle to gasp up any ounce of air. He can't move, only able to stare up at the sun, as his body struggles to stay alive.

He hears Seth kick up dust trying to get to him before he sees his son's tearfilled eyes. He wants to reassure him that everything will be fine but only manages another bloody cough, so he smiles instead. Seth is talking but he can't hear, it's all muffled. The sun seems to grow impossibly brighter as pain starts to numb, he's dying. Weird, God had enough of him, huh? So is this it? Or is there an afterlife like he'd been promised? Will he go to heaven or hell? It's not like he gets a choice he'd never had one, this is all God's plan after all. The sun grows brighter until it all turns dark.

Adam wakes with a cold sweat, hastily sitting up. A hand reaches for his neck checking if he's really fine. His breath is erratic as he looks around trying to comprehend where he is. The piles of ducks only confuse him. Feeling pressure on his wings he looks to see Lucifer peacefully sleeping on it. The first thought Adam has is to kill the demon right here and now with his guard so low he's practically begging to get beheaded. Then memories of last night paired with a hangover headache flood into his mind.

Looking down his body is covered in bitemarks and his hips have bruises in the shape of hand marks. "Great as if I didn't have enough reasons to cover up." He grumbles to himself causing Lucifer to stir in his slumber.

Carefully he rolls Lucifer off his wing and stumbles to the bathroom, collecting his clothes on the way over. The bathroom also has ducks in it filling up the tub. Lucifer may have an unhealthy obsession with the animal but he's not the one who's going to ask. In the mirror he sees that the bites thankfully stop at his collar bone so his normal clothes should hide any evidence of what happened last night. It could be just his imagination but his skin appears darker, almost grayish, and the bags under his eyes are so dark they almost look like cheetah markings. Ignoring that he splashes water on his face trying to truly wake up, quickly dressing himself and smoothing out as many wrinkles he can.

Carefully he makes his way through the room trying to avoid the ducks and not wake the sleeping king. Carefully he steps out the door only to notice Angel Dust in the hallway. The sinner looks at him then peers into the room behind him then back at him with a knowing smile. Adam glares at him miming that if he says a word he won't hesitate to kill him with a swift motion across the neck. Angel mimes zipping his lips but his smile stays. Adam is satisfied with that enough to head to his room, not that Angel Dust leaves him alone no the spider follows him.

"Just one question." The spider sounds downright giddy.

Adam stops at his door, turning as he leans down to the siders height. "What is it?" He doesn't hide his harsh tone.

"Who was the top?" The spider's smile only pisses him off more, he walks into his room and slams the door in the sinner's face. "Ah! I see." He hears through the door.

Adam takes a long hot shower trying to keep his wings out of the water so he won't have to dry them as much. It's nice just focusing on the water running down his body, but it also lets him think. Not about Lucifer, no he'll cross that bridge when he gets there, but about what he needs to do. Mammon will be back for him in a day or so and Heaven isn't an option at the moment, so what can he do? Playing the part of a pet is probably the best and least harmful thing he can do. Maybe he can bide his time, get back in shape and fight Mammon when he least expects it. So getting in shape, what did he do in life to be in shape? Farm? Raise kids? Pave the way for humanity to survive? A combination of all that really but his kids were all grown and he couldn't help humanity survive when he is in hell. Oh no, he may have to actually exercise like Lute always tried to get him to do.

He leaves the shower with that terrifying thought dressing in now clean clothes and heads to the lobby with his guitar. He ignores the smile from Angel Dust flipping the man off as he plants himself firmly on the couch. He begins to stum his guitar wondering what he should do. An hour or two passes before someone decides to bother him. A plate of pancakes comes into view as Lucifer leans over the top of the couch.

"Hungry?" The former angel asks with a wide smile.

Adam thinks for a second. "I could eat."

Lucifer beams, moving Adam's legs and sitting on the couch with him. Stabbing a fork into one of the syrupy food he breaks off a part holding it up for Adam to eat. Lute usually fed him when he was composing a song so his mind didn't really register the action as weird. Adam clears the plate fast and Lucifer is gone for a moment to drop the dish in the sink but returns with a book, happy to lay on Adam as he strums at his strings. Charlie eventually comes to the lobby excited to announce a new idea she has but stops for a second seeing her father and Adam getting along. She smiles thinking it's due to her 'help' not that either man would correct her.

"Okay everyone for today we will be… drum roll please!" Vaggie drums her fingers against a wooden table, and Charlie continues. "Charades!"

Adam doesn't seem to be the only one against this idea watching Husker, and Cherri's eye roll. A plan presents itself so he takes it. "I got a better idea."

Vaggie glares at him. "Doubt it."

"No, hear me out. Why not start a farm?" Adam suggests mainly out of selfishness, if the other hotel residents are doing it he'd have an easier time getting in shape with a passable reason.

Everyone looks at him confused but waiting for him to continue. "Look, heaven doesn't give a shit without obvious results, a healthy farm speaks for itself. It shows that sinners are diligent, caring, and are capable of maintaining and protecting something else's life long term." He doesn't believe for a second what he's saying but he tries to make it sound reasonable.

"That… actually sounds like a good idea." Husker comments like it's a surprise.

Charlie thinks a hint of sadness her plan isn't the popular one for the group but also happiness that Adam decided to participate. "Alright, are you willing to show us how to do that Adam?"

"Bitch I invented farming, just get me the seeds, dirt, and tools and we're golden." Adam feels a pinch on a bruise near his thigh from Lucifer for calling Charlie a bitch but ignores the pain with a glare and a grunt.

Charlie smiles. "Alright give me a list and an hour and I'll get everything you need."

Adam plucks one of his feathers for a pen and flicks Lucifer for some paper, scribbling down all the tools he remembers using in his farming days. "Pick whatever seeds you want." He hands her the list and goes back to strumming strings as the other residents discuss what plants they want to grow around him.