Hello everyone, UltimateDemonBeast65 here! This is my first attempt at creating a Helltaker fanfic. Just so you know this is my expansion of the lore and story, so be mindful that none of what I have written is canon. I hope you enjoy this prologue and that it intrigues you enough that you want more.
Prologue
Thousands of years ago, the angel known as Satan rebelled against God and Heaven, which sparked a great war in his quest to usurp the throne of God. Though his power was great and his experience surpassed the armada of angels that he crushed like insects, Satan lacked something Heaven's warriors had: The will of God. It was then that in his hubris Satan was struck down by the Archangel Michael, and descended into the depths of Hell.
"I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north. I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High."
These were the final words that the First of the Fallen utter as he landed into the pits of the Underworld…..
The Pits of Hell
Centuries later…
His eyes began to slowly open as pain shot all across his body, his head and soul. He could feel what appeared to be heat, and a burning sensation around him as his vision finally adjusted and could now see his surroundings clearly. He could see what appeared to be fire, brimstone and what appeared to be other figures around him, some either screaming in agony or pain or some inflicting the pain on the former.
He tried to move his limbs, only to find that they were bound by black chains along with his torso, as he could feel that he was against a rock wall. Underneath him, the blazing inferno with its heat brushing against his feet and legs. He tried again to break free of his chains, but the chains then became tighter and began to glow red hot, as they began to painfully burn his flesh and make him grunt loudly.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
He turned to the direction of the voice, and saw what appeared to be a man of sorts. He had pale skin, white shaggy hair, red crazed eyes and had two black horns that were curved like a goat's and a black tail with an arrow shaped point on the end. He wore a red bloodstained undershirt with a leather apron, black slacks, black boots and crude gauntlets on his arms.
"Where am I?! What is this place?!" He asked confused and angered to the vaguely human observer.
"Where are you, pal?" The crazed man said with a sinister grin. "You're in Hell."
"Hell?" He said surprised as he looked more at his surroundings. "So this is the Underworld…"
"Afraid so, angel boy." The man said as he started to sharpen what appeared to be a knife.
"And that must make you a demon." He said, now identified as an angel to the man he identified as a demon.
"Astaroth, Archduke of Hell and Demon of the Pit." The demon now known as Astaroth said with a chuckle as he approached the angel with the now sharpened knife.
"Why am I here, cretin?" The angel asked with a more assertive tone.
"Hahahahahaaa! Are you serious, dumbass?!" Astaroth said with a maniacal laugh. "Look where you are! Chained and bound in the Pit of Hell! You were sent here for your crimes towards God, and now I have the pleasure of torturing your ass for the rest of eternity!"
The angel gritted his teeth and clenched one of his fists.
"You think you can torture the likes of me, demon?!"
"Oh I do, angel." Astaroth said. "You think some loser angel who was able to get kicked down here to do anything to me? I'm one of the Four Archdukes of Hell, our power is only rivalled by the High Prosecutor! I'm going to enjoy tearing off your wings and flesh…"
Judecca, Hell
Several hours later…
Judecca was the capital of Hell, its largest city where most of its demons resided. This is where the Summit of the Four Archdukes is held, who come here every century to maintain their hold over their domains and ensure none of them try and conquer Hell for themselves. While this was technically a truce, the Archdukes in no way got along, and the structure of Hell was chaotic and hard for even the likes of them to control.
Sitting at the Summit awaiting for the Archdukes' arrivals was a demon girl with pale skin, white long hair in a ponytail, red eyes and black short horns and a black demon tail. Her outfit consists of an open black blazer, red undershirt with a black tie, black slacks and boots as well as red fingerless gloves with the intials "HPJ" on them. This was the High Prosecutor Justice, who acted as a mediator between the Archdukes and punish those who commit crimes against Hell.
"Where the hell are those four? I need to finish prepping the Sin Machine before lunchtime."
Eventually three individuals appeared before Justice, startling her a little but quickly regained her composure. These were three of the Archdukes of Hell.
The first one was a male demon who had pale skin, white neck length hair and red eyes with white horns that curved upwards and a black demon tail. He wore a black trench coat that was buttoned up at the bottom to expose his red undershirt and black tie, black slacks and black dress shoes. He also had a red scarf around his neck and had a black demonic cane. This was Mephisto, the Crossroads Demon.
The second was a female demon with pale skin, red eyes, short white hair with what appear to be chitin spikes jutting through her hair and black curved horns and a black demon tail. She wore a completely crimson and white outfit, with a white undershirt, a crimson waistcoat, crimson gloves, crimson boots, long crimson blazer and wore a lot of fly-type trinkets, bracelets, and jewellery. This was Beelzebub, the Mistress of the Flies.
The final one was another female demon with pale skin, long white hair and red eyes as well as long black horns and a black demon tail. She wore a black suit with a red undershirt and black tie and white gloves and black high-heel boots. This was Lucifer, the Infernal Princess.
"Well it looks like everyone is here." Justice said with a sigh of relief.
"Not everyone." Beelzebub stated as she looked in the bare spot where the fourth Archduke should be.
"Astaroth is not on time again." Mephisto laments amusingly as he checked a scroll he pulled out from his trench coat.
"Does that bloodthirsty buffoon not realize how serious this Summit is for the truce?" Lucifer said, annoyed and fuming by Astaroth's lack of punctuality.
"Patience, sister." Beelzebub assured Lucifer. "He always turns up."
Footsteps were heard in the distance, which caused the four demons present to turn to the direction of their sound. What slowly began to walk towards them was what appeared to be a fair skinned man with long black messy hair, wearing only black trousers and having black chains on his hands and feet. He was wounded, with cuts and blood on his skin and flesh. His eyes were a piercing gold and had a look of rage and power emanating from them.
"Who goes there, trespasser!?" Justice yelled standing in front of the Archdukes. "This Summit is for the Archdukes only!"
"He said that this was the place to go." The man said in a cold tone as he got closer.
"Come no closer, heathen." Lucifer said standing beside Justice with an arrogant tone. "Or face the wrath of the Infernal Princess."
"You sound like him." The man said. "He also spoke highly of himself."
The man then held up his hand, and what he had in it caused a mixture of shock, horror and panic in most of the demons present, with Mephisto only looking in an intrigued manner.
The man had Astaroth's severed head in his hand. The look on the now dead Archduke's face was that of horror and fear that he no doubt felt in his last moments. The man then threw the head into the centre of the Summit, spilling blood and flesh on the floor. This made the four demons par Mephisto take up a defensive stance as if they were getting ready to fight.
"Do you have a death wish, fool?!" Lucifer said with a mixture of anger and fear. "What sinner would dare try and slay one of the Archdukes of Hell?!"
"I am no mere sinner, demon." The man said and then manifested a pair of black feathered wings from his back, getting shocked looks from the demons.
"An angel." Mephisto said amused as he played with his cane.
"I am Satan, the angel that rebelled against Heaven and God." The angel, now known as Satan, stated. "I was thrown into the Underworld centuries ago and imprisoned in the Pit where that so-called Archduke had tortured me. That is until now."
"Do you realize what you have done?" Beelzebub asked. "With one of the Archdukes gone, the Pit no longer has leadership. The truce we created to maintain order in Hell is broken."
"Order? You call this order?" Satan asked extending his arm out to Hell, which was of course in a state of chaotic torture, punishment and sin. "Your legions are running around like headless chickens, you talk of a truce that never was and you claim to know order despite the chaos the Underworld is in."
"We are demons." Mephisto said. "Sin and opposing the natural state of order is in our veins."
"Demons you are, but I did not expect you, the ruling class, to be fools." Satan said as he walked closer to the three Archdukes and Justice.
Just as Justice was about to try and attack Satan, he released his killing intent on them, manifesting as a wave of malice and anger. This caused Justice to freeze in place, and actually caused Beelzebub and Lucifer to shiver. Mephisto meanwhile smirked at the amount of malevolence this fallen angel had.
"I was so close to taking the throne of Heaven." Satan stated. "If God hadn't existed or blessed that accursed Michael, then I would have ruled over Creation."
Satan then extended his arm out and formed a large hellish throne from the ground. He walked towards it and felt it with his hand.
"So what do you intend to do? Enslave us? Use us to try and win a war against Heaven?!" Lucifer demanded.
"For eons I served God and her will, acting like a puppet, made to sing and dance to please her and her favourite creation, Mankind." Satan said as he then began to sit in the throne. "I'm sure you know very well what it's like to be a pawn of God and her design, taking away your will and choice to live. Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven in my opinion."
Satan then glared at Lucifer, Beelzebub, Justice and Mephisto before placed his arms on the arm rests of his throne and then sitting a hand on one of his cheeks.
"Now kneel before me." Satan said in a commanding and powerful tone.
Lucifer, Beelzebub and Justice were lost for words. This angel had killed Astaroth, and now wants to assert himself as King of Hell. Lucifer was insulted and furious that Satan basically wanted to make her his servant, but also knew she did not stand a chance against him in combat. Beelzebub was simply panicking on the inside and trying her best to figure out a way out of the situation. Justice, while not liking Satan's intentions, knew she couldn't defeat him and surprisingly agreed that Hel needed structure and true order.
Mephisto, to the surprise of the other three demons, walked before Satan and kneeled.
"Yes, I believe you are the one to bring stability and balance to the Underworld."
Mephisto then looked at the other three, as if he was asking for them to kneel with him. Mephisto was the eldest of the demons present and much wiser than them. For him to kneel and swear his allegiance to Satan must have meant he truly saw the fallen angel as a worthy king. Justice then walked next to Mephisto and began to kneel herself in front of Satan. Beelzebub then also went and kneeled before the fallen angel. Lucifer was however stubborn and hesitated. Her pride didn't like being ruled over by someone else, but she knew that if she refused then Satan would no doubt kill her like he did Astaroth. Lucifer then finally began to kneel as well.
Satan grinned as he looked across Hell, as its king and new master.
The Present Day
Thousands of Years later…
A portal opened up in the outskirts of Hell, and out of it came a nice looking man with long black hair and supernatural gold eyes and wore a black hoodie underneath a brown overcoat and black jeans with black sneakers and fingerless gloves. While his eyes were less intense and his mannerism looked different, it was indeed the fallen angel known as Satan, who has returned to Hell.
Satan pulled out a cigarette from his overcoat and lit it by conjuring a flame on it fingertip, then took a puff of it and began to start walking into the Underworld.
"Hello?" Satan called out as he walked through Hell. "It's me! I'm back!"
Satan go no response as he kept going deeper into Hell.
"Girls? Anyone?"
Satan then headed to Judecca, wondering if they were all there. Satan then pulled out a pair of headphones and his phone and started to cycle through music until he found a song and pressed play.
(Play Where Evil Grows by The Poppy Family)
Satan started to move his hands to the beat of music and instruments playing, before breaking into dance as he headed to Judecca.
I like the way you smile at me
I felt the heat that enveloped me
And what I saw I liked to see
I never knew where evil grew
I should have steered away from you
My friend told me to keep clear of you
But something drew me near to you
I never knew where evil grew
Evil grows in the dark
Where the sun it never shines
Evil grows in cracks and holes
And lives in people's minds
Evil grew, its part of you
And now it seems to be
That every time I look at you
Evil grows in me
As Satan started really getting into the music, he arrived at the entrance of Judecca and turned off his music. He then headed to Hell Inc., a large tower in the middle of the Judecca that was once the Summit. He entered the building and saw that to his surprise, no one was there besides skeleton warriors that served as security. He checked each level and found no one there. He then finally went to the eighth floor, the CEO's office and where the Throne of Hell now resides. He entered and saw that it was empty.
"Lucifer? Lucifer! Where are you?!"
Satan was concerned. None of the demons he was familiar with or the ones that served under him were anywhere to be found. While he would never admit it out loud, he hoped they were okay.
"You! What are you doing in the CEO's office?!" A skeleton warrior yelled as he spotted Satan near the throne.
Satan's face turned from concern to a scornful glare as he telekinetically pulled the skeleton warrior towards him and held them by the skull.
"Where is Lucifer?"
"S-s-she's not here…" The skeleton warrior replied, stuttering their words.
"No shit, Sherlock." Satan said as he tightened his grip, making the warrior's skull start to crack. "Tell me where she and the others are right now, before I smash that skull of yours into dust…"
"They're….on Earth…." The skeleton warrior replied as he felt the pain get worse.
Satan's eyes widened with surprise and shock.
"Earth?"