Post by Bene Elohim on Feb 8, 2024 13:31:22 GMT -8
~[Reader discretion]~
~[This series contains mature content and situations which may make some feel uncomfortable.]~
~[Read at your own risk]~
~[This series contains mature content and situations which may make some feel uncomfortable.]~
~[Read at your own risk]~
The call had gone out wide.
Ashley Kenyon needed to speak to him. Immediately.
The twins, Ramiel and Ananiel, had done their part informing their Lord and God that the Kenyon woman had reached out through the underground channels. When he got the message, Lucifer was sitting in the home of Xaria Linette with the little girl Penny seated on his knee, happily playing with the small tablet sitting on the table beside them, while Lucifer held a plain brown folder in his right hand, using his left to flip the pages of the documents inside.
As the two sat contently the door opened and a man entered. He wore his brown hair in a buzz cut and wore a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The man approached the pair and leaned down, whispering into the seated man’s ear.
Lucifer slowly closed the folder and looked up into the man’s eyes.
Lucifer: “How?”
Demon: “The Right Hand was contacted this morning, M’Lord.”
Lucifer: “And it concerns Asmodeus?”
Demon: “Yes, Sire.”
Raising a hand and giving a faint little dismissive wave was enough for the man to turn and leave the room without a word, closing the doors behind him. Lucifer leaned back putting his knuckles to his lips in thought. The tiny girl seated on his knee looked up and smiled that disarming smile.
Penny: “Mike, who’s Ahs-mo-dee-is? Your friend?”
Lucifer: “Something like that.”
He admitted and gently removed her from his knee and set her feet on the floor beside him.
Lucifer: “Go and play with your brothers.”
Penny: “But...they’re boring!”
Lucifer: “So? Go and bug them. Make them less boring.”
Suddenly, a wicked grin crossed the four-year-old girl's face and she turned, bolting from the master bedroom, past her mother who was just entering the room. Xaria smiled and opened her mouth to say something until she saw Lucifer lift a hand for quiet with one hand and pop his phone open with the other.
The line rang as he set the phone down on the table beside him and leaned back in the chair. Xaria approached wordlessly from behind and laid her hands on his shoulders, rubbing gently and watching the phone.
“Hello?”
Xaria’s gaze shot from the phone down to him in shock when she heard the voice of Ashley Kenyon. Out of respect, she continued to remain quiet.
Lucifer: “You wanted to speak to me?”
Ashley Kenyon: “God help me, yes, I did.”
Lucifer: “I was informed it concerned Asmodeus? I'm listening."
Ashley Kenyon: "She finally started talking. She said those that did it were Demons and that this time there was no Abaddon to stop them."
Xaria glanced from the man to the phone and back, a confused look on her face. However, Lucifer’s expression was different. His lips thinned into an angry line and his eyes narrowed. The knuckles of his right hand were white from the force he gripped the chair.
Lucifer: "She said Abaddon wasn't there this time? Those exact words?"
Ashley Kenyon: “Yes…”
Lucifer: “Thank you. I'll deal with it."
Ashley Kenyon: “She’s split in two, but whatever they…”
Before she could even finish the sentence, Lucifer reached out and snaps the phone closed. He leaned back, brushing his hand over his scruff-covered chin and cheek.
Xaria: “Abaddon? What did she mean, mon Seigneur?”
Lucifer: “She means I know who did it now.”
He pushed himself up from the chair and grabs the white fur-lined coat from the closest and his glasses.
Lucifer: “And I need to see my Sons.”
~[Several hours later]~
It took several hours before Lucifer reached his destination. The Twins and their crew had set up shop in a little farmhouse in the middle of nowhere. When he arrived and began across the lawn, he found himself greeted by the beautiful Asian woman known by the world as Sariel, but he would always know her as Sara.
His first daughter.
She came down the stairs with a slow grace that was almost hypnotic, the white gown flowing behind her. When they met she lowered her eyes and dropped into a kneel. There was such homage and love in her aura as she looked up, eyes filled with tears of joy.
Sariel: “Lord Lucifer. I have missed you, my Lord.”
Lucifer: “Come to me, my child.”
Sariel wasted no time as she rose and threw her arms around her God’s shoulders in a tight embrace, resting her head against the side of his cheek. He embraced her in return, losing a hand in her long soft brown hair.
Lucifer: “Where are they?”
She stepped back and turned her eyes to a large barn sitting on the back edge of the house.
Sariel: “They are below, preparing for your arrival.”
His gaze followed her own to the barn and he spoke without ever looking back at her.
Lucifer: “Bring the others. I want everyone.”
Sariel: “Thy will be done.”
While Sariel turned and began back toward the house, Rivers went for the barn.
On the outside, it was a normal barn, but instead was a hidden door leading into the ground beneath it. The ground was soon replaced by the metal walls of some kind of bunker type structure. At the bottom of the ramp leading into the earth, the strange structure opened up into a large round room with doors leading in all three directions.
Standing in the room, waiting for him were three men. The twins, Ramiel and Ananiel, and a third man. The third man had long blondish hair with a scruff of a beard that had slowly begun to grey with age. All three of them inclined their heads in homage when Lucifer appeared.
Ananiel: “You honor…”
Ramiel: “...us, Father.”
Lucifer smiled a happy smile, laid a hand on the side of each of their heads, and pressed a kiss to each of their temples. Affection he didn’t often show, made more powerful because of it. Lucifer turned his attention to the third man, and he dropped into a kneel.
Valdemar: “Welcome home, Sire. I have been waiting for your call for months.”
Lucifer: “Vald.”
There was no warmth in his voice when he spoke to the third man. The love and affection in his tone when speaking to Xaria, the twins, Maiko and Sariel absent.
He was only a Demon after all. One of the first to join them, with years of service under his belt but a Demon nonetheless.
Ramiel: “Vald has...”
Ananiel: “...been assisting in…”
Ramiel: “...the recovery process, M’Lord.”
Lucifer: “Bring me the capture list.”
He barked, and the blonde man inclined his head again and turned to cross the room. He pulled a clipboard off a desk in the corner and returned, passing it to Michael.
Valdemar: “We are at about sixty percent, Sire.”
Lucifer: “Ruvik, H. Taylor, M. Scott, K.”
As Rivers listed off the names, the blond man scanned the names and each time he shook his head.
Valdemar: “All still unaccounted for.”
The Twins, however, both shot their gazes to their God and their eyes widened in horror and fear.
Ramiel: “You cannot..."
Ananiel: “Mean they…”
Ramiel: “...hurt Mother…”
Both: “Again?!”
Lucifer simply nodded gently, unwilling to put the horrible truth to words. A large teardrop fell from one eye of the twins, one from the left eye and one from the right as they mourned for what they now knew.
Ramiel: “We will…”
Ananiel: “...find them, Sire.”
Not responding to the promise, Lucifer snatched the clipboard from the Demon’s hand and began to look it over himself.
Lucifer: “You grouped them together by transgression?”
Valdemar: “Yes, Sire.”
Ignoring the blond man, Lucifer turned his eyes to his sons instead.
Lucifer: “Give everyone in group C a permanent solution.”
Ramiel: “Permanent..."
Ananiel: “...Sire?”
Lucifer: “You heard me.”
The twins both nodded in agreement but the blond man looked on horrified. Horrified...and angry, but he said nothing. Lucifer flipped the page to the second page of the list and continued to scan the name and offenses in silence.
Lucifer: “...And release everyone in group A.”
Valdemar: “RELEASE?!”
The twins each shot the man a hard, silencing look and nodded in acceptance of their orders. Though they did look up curiously after.
Ramiel: “May we…”
Anamniel: “...Ask why…”
Both: “...We are letting them go, M’Lord?”
Lucifer: “The Children of Nephilim have a new philosophy. Education for the lesser offenses and permanent removal from society those who cannot be educated.”
Valdemar: “You’re letting them go...?”
There was something dangerous about the blond man’s tone as he asked this simple question. He stepped forward to stand between the Twins and God and looked him straight in the face.
Valdemar: “You can’t... You cannot let them go. You know what they have done!”
Lucifer: “And some of them don’t deserve to be here forever, Valdemar. You? Your late wife? You two deserved better…”
Valdemar: “WE DESERVED EVERY SECOND!”
The man bellowed in rage and hate.
Valdemar: “Every. Single. Bit. They all do. You have to see that, Sire. They are evil. I was evil. They prey on the weak and soak in the blood of children! You can’t do this! I won’t let you!”
Lucifer’s eyes narrowed, but it was the newly arrived Sariel coming down the stairs who acted. She crossed the room and in one fluid motion connected a right cross with the blond man’s jaw and shoved him away from her Father.
Sariel: “Do not EVER speak to your God that way, Valdemar! Remember your place, Demon!”
Valdemar was shocked by the blow, staggering back and yet remaining on his feet. Lucifer looked from the blond man to the Twins.
Lucifer: “Do as I command.”
Ramiel: “Thy will…”
Ananiel: “...be done.”
The Twins turned and each took a separate door to do as their God commanded. Lucifer turned one of the housing documents over and scribbled three names. Henry Ruvik. Matthew Taylor and Kevin Scott. When he was done, he shoved the clipboard into Vald’s chest.
Lucifer: “Find them.”
Without warning for the man to answer, Lucifer turned and ascended the stairs with Sariel while the others moved around the blond man and into the doorways to assist their brothers in arms with the relocation.
Valdemar stood alone in the room, his arms shaking and his eyes staring at the empty dark ramp leading back up to the surface. One thought echoing through his mind.
He’s not God.
He never was.
