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Chapter 2: Summer
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Lucifer didn’t let the triumph reach his face, instead he kept it locked away within him. He could tell Alexiel was growing irritated and waited for it . . .
“You got your dramatic exit,” Alexiel said coldly, “Now let me go.”
“Hm . . .” Lucifer beat his wings a little more as they flew, his silver eyes glowing with laughter. It was odd. He’d never felt so . . . at ease. She let out a snarl and kicked him in his shin and broke away. Her three ivory wings erupted from her back and she glared at him. “Really Alexiel, if you asked then I would’ve let you go.” He feigned hurt and clutched his chest. Her reluctant smile was warming somehow . . . This had to stop.
“Where are we now?” Alexiel narrowed her eyes a bit in an effort to see through the ultimate blackness but her eye sight failed her. They were currently making their way to Sheol but Lucifer decided to go through Hades first, just because he wanted a more scenic route. As if there was anything ‘scenic’ worth seeing. She stole a glance at Lucifer as the continued flying, obviously he knew where they were. Lucifer confused her. The man was the High Lord of Hell, a cruel calculating man who never showed an once of compassion . . . He didn’t seem that way.
This is the man whom all the angels fear? Alexiel frowned. Lucifer didn’t seem scary at all, just annoying.
“We’re almost at the gate that leads into Hades. When we get there stick close to me,” Lucifer warned. “The hounds are restless today.”
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Rosiel had entered a fit of depression.
Katan sighed and brought his master a cup of his favorite tea, complete with a lemon wedge and an extra drizzle of honey. “Lord Rosiel? Please drink something. After all that screaming your voice will be hoarse unless you do.” He held out the cup and saucer but Rosiel cast him a sullen glance then buried his face into a pillow. Katan put down the tea and sat down on the couch. Immediately Rosiel grabbed him round the waist and placed his head in Katan’s lap.
“Katan,” he said. Katan’s only response was to run his fingers through his Lord’s impossibly long hair. “Am I a bad person? Is there something wrong with me? Is that why Alexiel doesn’t praise me?”
He honestly didn’t know how to respond to that. Katan thoughtfully rubbed his chin, thinking on his words carefully. “Lord Rosiel you are not a bad person,” he said with conviction. “In my opinion ther is nothing wrong with you, but I cannot speak for Alexiel.” Rosiel sighed and fell silent with Katan’s actions and words. Ah . . . Katan knew he shouldn’t lie; lying was a sin and punishable by death. But Rosiel had looked so sad then he couldn’t imagine saying anything else. Sometimes Rosiel seemed like such a child despite the fact that he was a Seraphim and quiet old . . .
(A/N: I honestly don’t know if that’s true but bear with me.)
It worried him.
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Alexiel didn’t find Enra-Ou’s demeanor . . . Odd . . . It was just his body, or lack of. In fact, Enra-Ou turned out to be a mass of floating heads, not something you’d typically see in Heaven. Where here many things were asymmetrical and malformed, in Heaven everything was symmetric and beautiful. She could honestly say this was a nice change. Enra-Ou ruled Hades and it only took one look at Alexiel and Lucifer together to get the message. He smiled at Lucifer knowingly and permitted them entrance. Lucifer chose to ignore the smile and instead held Alexiel’s hand to guide her through the darkness, which she didn’t appreciate of course. It seemed his ‘common courtesy’ was lost on her. She snapped at him and wrenched her hand away. Enra-Ou watched in amusement as the High Lord of Hell and the Organic Angel quarreled.
How intriguing, he thought. They seem like a married couple already.
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Should I try to escape back to Heaven? Perhaps I could go to Assiah . . .
No! It’s too black, you’ll never find your way!
True . . .
Just follow Lucifer to Sheol and then ask some demon there to take you to Gehenna. It’ll be easy from there.
That’s right. But they’re demons. Not exactly known for their loyalty . . .
They are loyal to him. Tell them it’s on Lucifer’s orders.
They’ll find it fishy, after all I’m supposed t-
“Were you joking three years ago?” she asked suddenly, abandoning the conversation she’d been having with herself just moments before.
Lucifer looked at her. “Elaborate for me.”
“Do you remember our second meeting?” He nodded. “You said you’d give me my freedom if I promised to be your bride, correct?” Lucifer lifted an eyebrow and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “You were joking right?”
“What makes you think that? I’m actually surprised you remembered at all.” He seemed to look at her in a whole new light then and Alexiel wanted to cringe. “Since you remember we can move the wedding up . . .”
“THERE WON’T BE ANY WEDDING!” she screamed in outrage.
“What are you talking about?” he asked. “Of course there will.”
“No.” Alexiel said distinctly. “I’m not marrying you.”
He stopped flying and used one hand to grab her shoulder and the other to force her chin up so she’d look at him. At that moment she could see why the angels in Heaven feared him, feared the Demon Lord Lucifer. His eyes seemed no longer silver, they were obsidian, so black, just like his expression. When Lucifer spoke his voice was positively glacial, “You’ll marry me, I promise you that, because you and I made a deal in that little prison. I get you out you marry me in exchange. Didn’t I keep my end of the deal? Didn’t I?”
She wanted to say no, just to spite him. It was true, he’d kept his end and a promise was better kept than broken . . . But she didn’t want to be chained here. Being in Hell like this would be no different than being in Eden all those years before . . .
Alexiel huffed and gave him silence.
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They reached Sheol without complication, and without conversation.
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When they arrived the first person to greet them was Mad Hatter. She swept the large yellow and black joker hat from her head, it’s bells making light ringing sounds, and made a sweeping bow to the floor. “Welcome back my lord,” Beliel gazed at Alexiel through her lashes. “And welcome Organic Angel Alexiel.” She straightened and donned her hat. Alexiel couldn’t take her eyes off the reception that greeted them. Mad Hatter wore a ruffled shirt, shocking yellow, a long black coat with the ends cut to resemble the tail of a swallow, loose slacks and shiny pointed shoes that reflected the light from nearby lamps. “I’m sure you are both tired from your journey. Lord Lucifer your rooms are ready and waiting.”
Lucifer nodded and took Alexiel’s elbow to lead her. She may be tired but she wasn’t that tired.
“You lead,” she said as she pried his fingers off her arm. “I’ll follow.”
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Beliel was left alone and she smiled smugly.
Barbelo’s got some real competition now doesn’t she . . .
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Lucifer was fuming inside from what Alexiel had said. Not be his bride? Like he’d actually let her go after getting her so far into Hell, not a chance. He glanced back idly and saw her glare at him menacingly. If looks could kill he’d already be on the floor with a hole through his back, her eyes displayed that much fire. He simply smiled at her and Alexiel seemed to double her anger.
“Why are you so angry?” he asked.
She scoffed. “As if you don’t know.”
“Enlighten me.”
Alexiel said angrily, “You’ve taken me to this place to become your bride and I don’t want to marry you.” She turned her back to him and added, “It doesn’t matter anyways. I’ll get out of here soon enough.”
“You think so . . .” he said coldly.
“I do.” was the answer.
“I don’t doubt,” he said carefully. “That you could kill my demons, and my Satans, but I don’t think you could defeat me. In Heaven I held higher rank than you, in Hell it is no different.”
“What makes you say that?” Alexiel asked sweetly. “You don’t think I can beat you?” She walked over to him and ran a hand up his torso, her fingers tracing the muscles of his chest. Lucifer didn’t react and Alexiel slid her body against his as she moved her hands to his back. “Aren’t I strong? Don’t I have power?” He didn’t answer and stared instead at her lips. Alexiel stood on her toes and brought her lips an inch from his, to almost kiss him-
But then Lucifer grabbed her arm and yanked himself away from her. The knife dropped from her hands and she cursed. She’d been so close! “I’m not stupid Alexiel,” he admonitioned.
“Obviously,” she said, without emotion or guilt for her attempted murder.
Lucifer kept walking through the maze of hallways and Alexiel followed silently, thinking.
That was a bit thoughtless on my part . . .
Yes, it was. No more spur-of-the-moment plans.
I need something full-proof now. He knows I’m going to try and escape anyway I can, he’ll probably tell his associates to watch me . . . Probably have somebody spy on me . . .
It’s your own damn fault for being so careless.
I know, I know . . . Now what?
“We’re here.” Lucifer’s voice jarred her and Alexiel found herself in front of two black stone double doors, they loomed over her and had delicate engravings of cypress trees and narcissus flowers. He pushed open the door and revealed a beautifully decorated bedroom, almost all black, complete with a gigantic bed smack-dab in the middle. Her eyes must’ve given it away because he said, “Yes, we’re staying in the same room.”
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“So? Are the rumors true?” Astarte asked.
Beliel smiled coyly. “Very much so. Alexiel is,” she added emphasis because Barbelo was also present. “Very beautiful. There is probably no rival in Heaven or Hell.”
Oh that made Barbelo mad. She stalked out of the room and headed for Lucifer’s chambers. She needed a way to vent her anger and sex was a perfect solution.
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“You can’t be serious.”
Lucifer shrugged out of his jacket. “I am very serious.” He loosened his belt and began taking it off while adding, “You’re already naked,” he looked her over appreciatively as she scowled and turned away from his exploring eyes. “It won’t hurt much if that’s what you’re wondering.”
Alexiel balked. “I’d die first before I did anything like that with y-”
She didn’t get a chance to finish as she was roughly grabbed and thrown onto the bed. It was soft and she sunk into the silk sheets beneath her. In a flash Lucifer was beside her, half-naked from the waist up. “You don’t really mean that.” Lucifer said. He grasped her wrist and idly drew circles on her arm. Alexiel yanked her arm away and scooted towards the edge of the bed.
“I do.” she replied scathingly. “Don’t touch me.”
He smirked. “You didn’t tell me no in Eden, what’s different now?”
“It’s-” She didn’t have an answer really. It just was. “Leave me alone!”
“You’ll be my wife anyways so why prolong the inevitable?”
“I will not be yo-”
“Lucifer.”
Alexiel looked at the woman who‘d entered the room, half startled by her sudden presence. Needless to say Barbelo was not happy by what she saw, Alexiel naked in Lucifer’s bed, the things she could only imagine. Lucifer gazed calmly at her thunderous expression and asked, “What do you want?”
She was taken aback by his curtness and hissed, “I would like to see you outside Lucifer.”
Alexiel watched the exchange and inwardly sighed a sigh of relief as Lucifer turned to leave the room with the mystery woman. She was safe for the moment. The balcony windows were open and a chilly wind blew through the long drapes. Her fingers were slightly cold and she decided to rummage around to find something to wear. Being naked all the time might give Lucifer more ideas.
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“What is that b***h doing in your bed?” Barbelo screamed/asked.
“Nothing you don’t do every night.” he replied dryly. “Didn’t Beliel tell you to stay away?”
“I’m your wife!” she hissed. “Beliel doesn’t tell me what to do.”
“She does when I give her a direct order.” he said coldly.
She wanted to slap him. “That little angel brat will bring Heaven down on us, and it’ll be all your fault if Hell falls.”
“I’ll take my chances. I need a strong bride for an heir.”
That cut deep for her, those eight little words said everything at once. She was supposed to give him an heir. Her. Barbelo. He didn’t think she was strong, he didn’t think she was worthy of producing his son. Barbelo snarled, “And that b***h is?”
“Alexiel was probably the strongest angel in Heaven before I took her here,” he said thoughtfully. “So yes I think she qualifies.”
“You’ll regret this Lucifer, I promise.”
“Hate me all you like it won’t change a thing.”
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Alexiel had one leg over the balcony rail before Lucifer’s hand shot out and grabbed her.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” he asked, his voice filled with anger.
“Out to Sheol, I want to see the city.” she said lightly, calling a bluff. Alexiel swung her leg back over but the black shirt she’d found earlier caught on the railing. Lucifer absently got it off and glared at her. “Don’t lie to me,” he said. “I hope you know if you escape I’ll find you, where ever you are in Hell.”
She grimaced. “Not in Assiah or Heaven?”
“You’ll never make it that far.”
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Alexiel bit her nail and gazed at the model of Hell, Heaven and Earth.
The blue planet floated in the middle and the seven layers of Heaven above it and Hell below. Mentally she calculated how long it would take her to make it to Gehenna, from there she could barge passage to Assiah and be free from Lucifer’s stupid wedding plans. Though . . . This was where her better sense got the best of her.
I radiate power, she glared at the human world sullenly, He’d find me in a second with his abilities. It’s not hard to hide my aura from the humans but from Lucifer . . .
“First I have to cross the river,” she said quietly to herself. “I need to get Charon on my side . . .”
In just a few hours she’d found out all she’d need to know from the books in Lucifer’s room. Most of them were about Hell, the political matters, inhabitants and inner workings. She’d found a map and looked at it for a while, gathering in the layout of Sheol. It’s buildings we’re built in spirals, semi-circles here and there to prevent breech by the enemy and to slow them down if they did manage to make through. Brilliantly planned and built.
It’ll take me a while to get through, I’ll need a distraction.
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Lucifer noticed the slightly happy gazes of his Satans and cocked an eye brow in question.
“When do we get to meet your bride?” Asmodeus asked while lighting a cigarette.
“Soon I suppose,” he answered and he watched Barbelo’s hand tighten and shatter the crystal glass she held in her hand. The shards fell when she opened her hand the ones that were lodged within her skin dropped and the skin repaired itself. “She’s not exactly thrilled about the idea of getting married.”
Asmodeus nodded in understanding. “We expected that.”
“Once you get her in your bed she’ll be more than happy to comply though, correct?” Astaroth asked.
“Perhaps,” Lucifer said wryly. “Beliel I want you to keep and eye on her, make sure she doesn’t escape.”
She bowed and transformed into a orange and black monarch butterfly. “Understood.”
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God was asleep, Adam Kadamon was imprisoned, though nobody knew it and would never find out, so the highest angel in Heaven was Rosiel. From the day Alexiel was taken from the Garden of Eden something in him had changed, turned his twisted love into cold malice. He took his anger out on the angels beneath him, they cowered at his power and obeyed his every whim. Sometimes his sanity would return, give him better judgment and more compassion, but it was not often.
The order in Heaven was conflicting and Assiah paid the price. Vegetation withered and a long drought took over the entire world. No water for the thirsty, no food for the hungry.
Katan watched these chain of events unfold sadly.
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Alexiel pressed herself against the alley wall to avoid being seen. The black clothes she wore aided her, and the fact that they were Lucifer’s and that she was getting them dirty added to the satisfaction she felt in running away. Screams and happy yells of the demon children lightened her heart somehow; young and innocent no matter what race. Something within her felt heavy, she’d never had such happiness. Instead of running in the opposite direction, towards Gehenna, she walked towards the alley opening to watch the children play. Covering up her aura was quite simple so no one noticed her.
They were dressed simply, just pants and shirts, loose things that wouldn’t hinder them in their game. All they had was a red ball they would kick around and try to catch. How could they have such fun with such a thing? Perhaps she was undereducated in the ways of ‘play’, after all she’d never seen, or done, anything like this before in Heaven. It did look quite entertaining . . . Something within her felt happy at seeing the smiles on their faces.
“Cute aren’t they?”
“How’d you find me?” she said quietly.
“Remember I’m a Satan,” Beliel smiled. “Besides, I’ve been following you for a while, but you knew that already.”
“Lucifer sent you?”
Beliel nodded and leaned against the opposite wall of the alley. “Are you coming back on your own or do I have to drag you?”
“I could kill you,” Alexiel threatened.
She smiled and shook her head. “Nope. Your power is wild and it’s unfocused sometimes. If you tried to kill me those children over there,” she pointed, “Might get hurt. Wouldn’t want that now would you?”
Alexiel scowled and glared at her feet.
“He’s not a bad man,”
“I believe that.” Alexiel said sarcastically.
“Just rough around the edges, you know? I think he really cares about you, give it a try.”
“Not a chance.” she said flatly.
Beliel sighed deeply. “I’m gonna have to take you back.”
“Try me.”
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In the end Beliel did drag her back, clawing and screaming, very unladylike in all manners. Alexiel was in outrage, and disbelief. How did she have that strength? All the noise and racket gathered a large audience, many snickered and Beliel dropped her in front of Lucifer’s door.
“If you don’t want a repeat then just behave yourself.” was all she said before walking off.
She growled and pushed the door open to reveal Lucifer. Last night she was too angry to notice his wonderful physique, but now . . . It was very nice. Her eyes traveled to his toned chest and his arms, the whole of his torso was magnificent. Calmly she turned around and closed the door with a deafening slam. Alexiel leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. Somehow just looking at him did something funny with her body. She could feel heat travel up, it was almost like she was-
“That blush on you cheeks is lovely.”
Alexiel turned, startled, and gazed wide-eyed at Lucifer, still half naked, in front of her. She didn’t even hear him come out of the room, how? In an instant he had her hands locked in his above her head. Alexiel stared at him in surprise and tried to get away.
“You should take Beliel’s advice and behave.” Lucifer leaned in and pressed his lips against her neck.
“Get away from me!” she screamed as he laughed darkly.
“Careful, wouldn’t want someone to hear you and come here . . .”
“What are you talking about?” she snapped.
Lucifer smiled. “It’d tarnish your reputation, seeing how easily you’re within my grasp.”
She opened her mouth to retort but then he pressed his lips against hers. It was a wonderful kiss, one which sent delicious feelings through her body. When he licked her bottom lip for entrance she didn’t deny him. Her lithe body was pressed flush against his and he seemed to be enjoying it as much as she was.
Despite her body’s reaction her mind was at war:
This kiss is so amazing . . .
Where is your pride woman?
Gone out the window.
I am disgusted.
Lucifer’s mouth left hers and traveled to her neck, placing small kisses at the hollow of her throat and her shoulders.
He’s the very first person to kiss me this way.
Where is your sense?
What do you mean?
Don’t you know who he is?
Lucifer?
Your jailer!
Alexiel’s passion drained out of her then and she pulled away.
Lucifer stopped and gazed at her passive face. “Something wrong?”
“Let go of me,” she snarled as she tried to knee him between the legs.
He jumped out of the way in time and smirked. “First you threaten me, then you kiss me, now you attack me. You’re so interesting Alexiel.”
Alexiel growled in response.
“I’ve got business to attend to right now, but tonight I expect you to join me for dinner,” Ignoring her protests he added. “Don’t be late.”
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Lucifer tied back his ebony hair with a ribbon and stared at the documents before him with a critical eye. Over all everything seemed to be going well in Hell, as well as it could be anyways, what with all the demons going at each other everyday.
His thoughts kept returning to Alexiel and the kiss they had shared earlier. He’d kissed her to make her mad, he hadn’t expected her to react the way she did, and with so much enthusiasm! It had been a welcome surprise, one he wished hadn’t ended so soon. Perhaps at dinner tonight they’d do more than kiss . . .
Lucifer chuckled to himself. Not likely.
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Alexiel turned sullenly as the door opened, Beliel stood in the doorway.
“Even when you’re sad you’re beautiful. Come Alexiel, you need to dress for dinner.” Beliel motioned her over, and like a child, she came without hesitation. The jester began opening various chests and drawers, riffling through possible choices for the night.
She’d almost forgotten about dinner. Since she’d come to live in Hell she hadn’t touched any of the food, determined to refuse food or water and starve herself in protest. Her waist was slimmer but the rest of her looked ‘radiant’ as ever. No sallow skin, no weakness, no nothing. Alexiel felt fine, even though she’d thought she would immediately fall onto the floor without any strength.
It must be the angel thing, she thought.
“Here we are!” Beliel made a few dramatic sound effects before finally revealing the dress she’d chosen.
Alexiel could honestly say it was gorgeous. It was a deep turquoise dress with threaded golden leaves embroidered along the dress starting from the right side. It had no real sleeves but a see-through material that would rest about an inch from her shoulders once she wore it. When Beliel moved it here and there to show her the back the dress’ material rippled and it turned cerulean here and there. What would Lucifer think of her in it? She immediately banished that idea. What did she care if that b*****d liked it or not?
“I take it from the shock on your face you like it?” Beliel laughed, “Try it on.”
“I don’t know . . .” Alexiel said warily.
“Try it, try it!” she egged.
She gave in and took the dress. After a few minutes she had it on and was desperately trying to pull up the swooping neck line, which dropped drastically to her breasts.
Definitely hadn’t noticed that . . . Alexiel scowled.
“You look stunning,” Beliel exclaimed. “He won’t be able to take his eyes away for a second tonight!”
“I don’t think I’ll wear this,” she said.
“Why not?”
She tugged up furiously. “This neckline is way too low.”
Beliel laughed. “It’s supposed to be that way silly.” And she tugged it back down.
The way the dress was, it hugged her form in all the right places and emphasized her breasts by exposing quite a bit of them.
“But it barely covers me!” Alexiel said in protest.
“The more skin the better,” she said simply.
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A monarch butterfly made it’s way into the room and perched itself lightly on the chair. Lucifer glanced at it absently and loosened his hair from the ribbon that confined it. It was almost twilight so he’d have to join Alexiel for dinner soon, and he couldn’t wait. He’d sent Beliel specifically to dress her, and he knew his Mad Hatter wouldn’t disappoint.
“My Lord,”
“Yes?” said Lucifer.
“She’s waiting in the hall.”
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Barbelo spotted Alexiel easily in the hallway. There seemed to be a soft white light surrounding her at all times and it made her quite conspicuous in the dark recesses of Hell. She had to admit that she was jealous of Alexiel, of her beauty, and of her status, most of all her beauty. Even as an angel, long before she could remember, she’d never been so beautiful, always plain Bal.
“Alexiel,” she whispered.
Alexiel turned around cautiously and glanced at her curiously as Barbelo motioned for her to come closer.
“Yes?” Alexiel asked, she recognized the woman from the night before.
“You are Organic Angel Alexiel, correct?”
“I am. You are . . . ?”
“Barbelo, but we don’t have time for introductions now. I know you do not wish to stay here, so I’ll make you an offer: I’ll help you reach Gehenna.”
Alexiel couldn’t believe her ears. Escape? Yes, yes, yes! “What? Why would you do that? Lucifer is your Lord, you wouldn‘t want me to escape,” she said skeptically.
“I’m not as loyal as you think . . .” Barbelo said cryptically.
“I can see that . . . Is there a catch?” she inquired.
“You have to stay away from Lucifer.”
“Done.” Alexiel answered automatically.
Barbelo was a bit stunned at how easily she said yes, at least this hadn’t been difficult. She whipped her hand around and a box appeared out of thin air. It was a black and white checkered box with a large circle indentation with symbols painted in red on it. A small wrought iron key lay upon it and a key hole materialized in the center.
“This is Pandora’s box. It’s actually a gate way between Gehenna and Sheol. Use the key to travel there, once you place it in the hole the door will immediately open for you. It’s Hatter’s way of seeing her ‘princess’.” Barbelo snorted.
“This will work?”
“I’m positive.”
Alexiel warily placed the key into the hole and turned it. A flash of black light erupted from the center of the box as the checkered cubes pulsed outward, expanding quickly, thus making the black light greater. She gasped once before she disappeared. The box snapped shut and the key dropped loudly to the ground, the sound echoing off the walls. Barbelo smiled in satisfaction, Beliel did have her uses. Once everyone found this there’d be no question as to who had helped Alexiel escape, after all, who else had Pandora’s box?
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Kurai eyes widened in surprise as a familiar black light appeared in her sanctuary.
“Hatter!”
Instead of usual Mad Hatter a beautiful angel dressed in blue stepped out from the light.
Ok, not Hatter.
She was immediately onslaughted by the pure power emitting from the angel that had just appeared and covered her mouth with the sleeve of her long shirt, thoughts of vomiting running through her brain. The angel woman was beautiful on all accounts and definitely powerful . . . But Kurai wondered why she has here, in Hell of all places. “Shouldn’t you be in Heaven angel?” she asked.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed little evil?” Alexiel replied.
Kurai scowled, if anything she hated being thought little. “I’m fifteen for your information!” she answered curtly.
Alexiel smiled. “My mistake. Where is this?”
“Gehenna.”
“I made it,” Alexiel said softly to herself, Kurai heard her still.
“Where are you going?”
“Assiah.”
She picked up on the tension immediately. “Running away from someone?”
“An unwanted fiancé.”
She was deeply interested in this predicament and Kurai asked, “Who is it?”
If they found out exactly who they might never help her. “No one important.” she said evasively. Alexiel looked at her new surroundings closely, trying to attain anything useful. It was a room made out of stone with a deep blue pool at one end and an artificial forest on the other. The young evil was tan, with sparkling silver hair and light blue eyes. Alexiel thought her quite pretty, though a bit on the young and rebellious side. Instead of wearing something, girlish, the evil wore a man’s shirt and baggy pants.
Kurai blanched. “This guy must be really horrible. Did he steal you from Heaven?”
“Yes.” she lied. “It was terrible and I need to get out of here.”
“It’s not possible now, Enra-Ou’s closed off the gateway,” said Kurai offhandedly, “Apparently it’s on Lucifer’s orders,” She didn’t notice Alexiel’s widened eyes, “So no one can get through.”
Damn! Alexiel thought. He knew!
“Well, may I stay here?”
Kurai eyed her warily. “We’ve never had an angel here before, but I guess so. Hatter would never send someone through Pandora’s Box unless it was important . . . Just don’t get offended when the other evils try to eat you.”
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Lucifer slammed his fist into the wall and felt the stone give way underneath.
There she stood, glorious in a turquoise dress and waiting for him, no doubt on Beliel’s orders. There was just something . . . Off . . . Lucifer couldn’t place it but ignored it casually as they both made their ways to the dining hall. Alexiel stared at the ground as they passed through hallways and under high-archways. He frowned, normally this was good, so screaming or fussing, but this was Alexiel. She should be yelling at him or trying to escape this, or something along those lines. Perhaps Beliel deserved more credit for what she did.
“Alexiel.” They stood outside the room and he grasped her shoulders and pulled her in, melding their bodies and he gently pressed his lips against hers. The immediate response surprised him enough to stumble back a step. Alexiel snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her hand against the back of his neck so he wouldn’t pull away. She kissed him forcefully, ran her tongue around his mouth and urged him on when he ran his hands down her body.
Forceful Alexiel? Lucifer liked.
But something was definitely wrong now. He released her lips to kiss his way down her neck, she moaned in pleasure and Lucifer pushed her away.
“What’ve you done to Alexiel?” he demanded coldly.
The illusion melted away, the mahogany hair became a mane of wild blonde and red lips smiled. “She’s in Gehenna now Lucifer, probably on her way to Assiah as we speak.”
“Barbelo,” he growled. In a nanosecond he had his hand wrapped around her neck and had crushed her to the wall. She gasped for air and dug her nails into his hand, Barbelo could feel her windpipe begin to give way. Lucifer squeezed harder and heard a satisfying snap sound; he’d broken her neck. “I know you’re too strong not to survive this,” Lucifer dropped her limp body an blood pooled around her lips, “But never, ever, do this again.”
He still bristled at the memory. Barbelo had made a fool out of him and he hadn’t been smart enough to see it. Lucifer tugged on a black leather glove and prepared for flight; he had to get his bride back.
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“So here you are.”
He was standing over her, hands on his hips. A dark figure against the blue sky, creating long black shadows that stretched across the grass. A cold fury covered Lucifer’s face and inside Alexiel jumped for joy.
But then realization hit.
How did he find me?
Behind him Alexiel could see Kurai’s figure, shaking her head helplessly as she glared at her. Her short stay in Gehenna had been wonderfully entertaining, besides the constant attempts on her life and the superstition that eating an angel’s flesh would drastically prolong life. Other than that it was wonderful. Arachne winked at her from behind Lucifer and mouthed something silently while pointing to him. Alexiel narrowed her eyes in confusion. Huh?
“I spent an hour looking for you in Gehenna, I must’ve been down every damn alley in the place.”
“Worried about me?” she sneered.
“What do you think? I thought some other demon might’ve eaten you.” he snapped.
“Funny,” Alexiel hissed. “I didn’t think you cared.”
He didn’t say anything for moment and then, “You’re coming back with me Alexiel. Now.”
“I don’t think so.” Alexiel answered automatically. Like hell she was going back.
“Fine, then I’m staying here.”
Her brown eyes widened considerably and Alexiel sputtered. “B-B-But you have to go back.”
“Not necessarily, the Satans can take care of things for a while.”
“You don’t want to stay here.” she said desperately. Why wouldn’t he leave her alone?
“On the contrary,” he said coyly. “I find their hospitality quite wonderful.” With that said he turned on his heel and walked off, leaving Alexiel fuming in his wake.
“I’m so sorry Alexiel!” Kurai cried. “Really I am! Lucifer said-you never mentioned Lucifer was your fiancé! ”
Arachne smiled. “What are you going to do now Alexiel?”
Alexiel gazed after Lucifer’s disappearing figure, anger burning it’s way through her system in her blood, but there was something else . . . Happiness? Excitement? Anticipation?
“Oh Alexiel,” Arachne laughed. “Girl, you are in trouble.”
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Summer: End
 one hundred nights · Thu Jul 16, 2009 @ 05:57pm · 0 Comments |
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