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Lucifer appeared in the warehouse where Charlie’s location was.
It was kinda empty and a bit creepy. But he didn’t really say much about this as he walked inside.
“H-Hey Charlie?” He called out, “You said you wanted to talk? Well I’m here and I am so dang sorry.”
Where was she?
Then, a spotlight appeared and shone on the floor, revealing a large red X.
“Uhh… any reason for the new uh, creepy look you’ve got going? I wasn’t under the impression that this was your new uh, ‘art direction’…” He trailed off, approaching the X hesitantly.
“—not that I’m judging! You can follow those dreams however you want to, Duckling.”
As he arrived right before the X, he hesitated. “Am I… supposed to step on that? Is this like a prank or something?” He said.
Almighty, he wished he had his mask.
Come on! Stop dragging this out. Just pretend to fall for it, it’s just a prank. Probably.
“Fineeee, I’ll bite.”
He said, before tentatively stepping onto the X.
Then, he was suddenly trapped inside of a large glass cage. He knew instantly that the glass was made of an alloy using angelic materials.
Shit.
“I uh, you got me Charlie! Great-Great prank…” He said nervously. Every time he brushed against the walls of the cage, he felt his skin burn slightly. “C-Could you let me go now?”
He flinched when wires suddenly wrapped around his lumps and pulled them up into several different sockets inside of the cage. He pulled against them, but he found he was unable to.
They weren’t angelic so why couldn’t he- they were a part of a sinner.
Then, he heard Charlie’s voice, but it was wrong. “Sorry, Dad. This isn’t a prank...” A figure stepped out into the light up on a balcony. Looking up, Lucifer realized it was the TV guy from the other day. Box or something. “It’s a take over.”
“Y-You’re not Charlie...” Lucifer said dumbly. “I uh- hah. How about you uh, let me go and I won’t err.. smite you and….” He trailed off, trying to sound confident but failing miserably.
He then noticed that there was uhh.. what was his name? Alexander? Sitting over there, sitting in an office chair. Wait, why was he here?
“Red guy?” He said, his head tilting with slight confusing in a similar fashion to a bird. The radio demon smirked and waved his hand boredly.
Croc snapped his fingers to get Lucifer’s attention back on him. “Lu! Luci!” Lucifer flinched, “Come on, buddy, we’re past all that! We both know you can’t harm sinners.” The TV man said with a condescending smile.
Lucifer grimaced, his eyes narrowing, “Now how’d you figure that one out?” He said, finally voicing a question he was actually curious to hear the answer of.
Alejandro interrupted, a grin slipping onto his face. “Actually, It seems you’re a bit sloppy with your secrets! Didn’t even realize that anyone could be eavesdropping!” The red guy taunted.
Lucifer let out an annoyed sigh, “yeah, whatever. I can’t pay attention to everything- after a few millenia everything seems kinda boring. Sue me!” He said boredly.
Fox teleported with a burst of electricity between the two, “Hey! Could you both shut up? Please? This is my moment! I own you!” He walked over to Alice and pet his ears, causing a loud screech of a radio to sound through the air, “I own the radio demon,” He walked back over and tapped the glass of Lucifer’s cage.
“And there’s nothing anyone can do about it!” The sinner grinned.
Lucifer forced himself to look confident, “Yeah uh, whatever gets you off, guy. Not to uh-“ what do the mortals call it now? “-kink-shame but I am married.”
He paused, glancing over towards Aluminum, “still, I think.” He hesitated, tentatively tugging his hand slightly as he tried to get out of his restraints unsuccessfully.
“Wow that’s uh, kinda snug.” Lucifer said hesitantly.
Box grinned, “Like it? It’s angelic metal-“ Lucifer already knew that from how it was burning his skin. “-from my new friend, Carmilla Carmine.”
Bronx said that last part like it was something impressive, but Lucifer didn’t know who that was.
He felt Goldie curl around his waist underneath his coat.
“Yeah uh, nice name drop but I have no clue who that is.”
Clock’s eyes narrowed, “Well, you see, she is—“
Lucifer cut him off, “Yeah well, nobody really cares man! I don’t know what you’re planning, but it won’t work, alright?”
He sighed, “It’s the whole sort of thing with hell. You were a failure in life-“ Chains pulling him towards the gates of heaven, hands shoving him off the heights of heaven— “-and you’re a failure now. Alrighty?”
Locks’ eyes narrowed at him, before he grinned, “Oh Luci, you should be much more worried than that.”
Yeah, right.
One of the wires tried tugging at his hat as an attempt to pull it off, maybe intimidate him once his veil was removed.
Luckily, Goldie moved into the inside of it and held on so it wouldn’t be removed.
Good snake.
Lucifer rolled his eyes at Box, “Yeah, well, you see, there isn’t really anything you can do to kill me— trust me people have tried.” He said.
Instead of being intimidated, Knox only laughed.
“Oh, I’m counting on it~”
Wait that sounded ominous—
Then his cage was lifted up into a machine, and Lucifer’s body shook when he felt a tingle of electricity go up his spine.
Oh crap.
___
Lucifer didn’t know how long he had been in here.
He thinks that it’s been a few hours, but it’s already been blending together.
He didn’t know if it had been even a few hours or if it had been a week.
Sometimes, Lucifer would be startled by weird tickles reaching his wrists or the angelic metal burning his limbs.
He was thankful he was alone. Sure, he still had his veil, but it could so easily be removed that he didn’t feel secure without his mask.
Lucifer sighed as his tail absentminded wrapped and uncurled from around his leg, trying to pass the time.
Goldie slithered up his body and nuzzled his cheek in an attempt to comfort him again.
He blinked and he was confused. Wasn’t he just crying in his nest? Why was he in this weird glass cage—
Oh right! Charlie had called him and—
Wait.
No.
It was the one guy pretending to be Charlie.
What was his name?
Lucifer thinks there was an X involved in it somewhere.
He.. cant remember.
Oh yeah! He saw the red guy too!
Al.. Ala.. Alastair?
Wait no, that’s not right…
Alastor?
Yeah that sounds about right.
Why had he been there again?
Alastor had been tied up right? Maybe TV dude kidnapped him or something.
Wait- TV dude?
Lucifer didn’t remember meeting any guy like that so why was he just—
How did he get in here?
“H-Hello?” He called out weakly.
Goldie’s eyes seemed to look sad as it watched him, seeming to know something Lucifer did not.
There was no response.
___
At some point, Lucifer awoke with a start as he felt whatever machine he was in move.
What was going on?
He heard pounding on the metal of the outside from way above, distantly hearing, “Can the angels come out to play?”
Then, he felt it.
It was small at first, a little tingle.
“Wait- what’s happening? This tickles, nothing should be—“
Then it continued, currents of electricity flooding through him. He suddenly felt so tired.
Why couldn’t his eyes stay open for so long.
He could hardly move his tail right now.
He felt like the life was sucked out of him.
“…what’s happening?” He said weakly.
His wings were pressing against the glass of the cage, their feathers smoking a bit from the contact with the holy metal.
When did his wings come out?
Goldie floated through the air and pressed in between his eyes as an attempt to keep Lucifer up.
He smiled weakly to the snake before he then promptly passed out.
___
When he woke up, Lucifer was confused.
“What’s going on?” He said nervously.
Why was he here? What’s happening right now?
“How did I get in this spooky box?” He chuckled nervously as he looked down at Goldie who was curled up on his shoulder.
Charlie must have called him back by now, but he wouldn’t be able to respond since he was trapped.
“Oh boy this is bad. Charlie’s gonna be so mad…” Lucifer trailed off, his head tilting to Goldie.
He shifted slightly in his stands and he felt his wings burn and sizzle. He quickly retracted them to his body, his eyes startled.
Why had he brought his wings out earlier? He was- is so obviously trapped.
What’s going on?
How did he get in here?
He was just in the hotel, then Vagatha came to talk to him so how did he—
Why… cant he remember?
___
Lucifer didn’t know how long he’s been in here for.
Every time he tries to remember his brain just feels fuzzy and like soup.
Lucifer was snapped out zoning out when he heard a loud banging from outside.
Then he flinched when he heard the loud sound of metal screeching, only for a person to drop down from a new opening.
“H-hey uh, Charlie’s girlfriend…whatcha doing down here?” He manager weakly.
She paused, seeming surprised to see him. “Uh, saving you, apparently. Do you have any idea of what you’re even attached to?” She asked.
Aw crap. The one question he didn’t really know.
“Yeah uh, nope. I honestly can’t really remember how I got down here- but I’m sure it’ll work itself out.” Lucifer chuckled weakly.
Almighty he was lightheaded. Wait- he remembered something!
“Also uh, is Charlie still mad at me?”
Charlie’s girlfriend didn’t respond to the question, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you out… once I figure out how…”
It stung a little when she didn’t answer.
It was just a simple question why would she answer—
Wait, what was the question?
Why was he in this weird box thing—
Oh! There’s Charlie’s girlfriend!
At least he’s not alone.
Then, Lucifer jolted when he felt another short tingle coming from the machine.
Ragtime used her spear and poked at the cage fruitlessly.
Then, Lucifer winced as he felt a jolt of electricity run through him, his angelic energy being sapped out of him. Yeah.. that was not a pleasant feeling.
Then, Charlie’s girlfriend was leaving, “I’ll come back for you!”
“Wait—“ He called back but she was already gone.
He was alone.
Goldie nudged him.
Okay, he wasn’t totally alone.
___
Lucifer didn’t know how long he was there alone.
He had tried counting in his head for a while, but he realized quickly that he would forget what number he was on.
Then, he felt the machine begin to charge up, all the lights inside turning on.
Then, he heard the sound of whatever was above him moving. Then he felt the tingling again.
It was not too bad at first, like before. Sure he felt a bit tired but it wasn’t the worst thing he went through.
Then he heard the sound of whatever it was firing, and the screams of thousands of sinners being completely incinerated.
He let out a small gasp as he felt all of the souls passing on.
Shit.
He felt so light headed.
“D-don’t let me pass out.” He muttered to Goldie, knowing the snake couldn’t really do much but he was still hoping.
He blinked furiously in order to remain awake, thankful he had his veil still.
Gosh he was pathetic looking.
Then, tons of wires came out from the ceiling and stabbed into him, opening tons of small wounds across his torso.
“Eugh— that’s not good—“ he was cut off as the machine powered up again.
Then the machine continued to drain him.
And drain.
And drain.
It wasn’t stopping.
His eyes grew heavy and he began to pant heavily, he felt like all of his energy was being sucked out of him.
His wings were forced out of hiding as he was drained, even his pair on his ears and his face shifted to something more monstrous as a last futile attempt at halting the drain.
It didn’t work, of course, it just left him stuck with all of his features on display as his energy left him.
His wings shifted slightly, then he realized he had accidentally smooshed Goldie against there glass.
“S-Sorry gol-Goldie.” The snake shook off any harm it felt and floated back up to Lucifer, wrapping around his neck as an attempt to comfort him.
He stood there panting heavily, trying to remain awake. Then he heard faint voices from above singing. He looked up, confused.
“w-what are they doing?” He slurred, his eyelids heavy.
Then, he was hit by a wave of exhaustion as he felt an explosion via angelic energy above.
His restraints came undone and he fell to the floor, all of his features still on display.
There was a crater now above him instead of a ceiling.
He reached his hand to touch his face underneath the veil.
It came back wet with golden blood which had been dripping from his hairline and out of his red eyes.
Oh! That’s probably not good!
He slowly pushed himself up, barely having enough energy to move.
Tentatively, and very slowly, he was able to crawl out of the hole and walk weakly outside of the machine.
Lucifer then spotted Charlie, his eyes lighting up.
He heard her call out. “Dad?”
Oh it was so nice to hear her voice.
He coughed, laughing weakly. “Don’t go down there… it’s uh.. a place of pain.” He chuckled deliriously before he fell forward.
Charlie rushed and caught him, looking at him with concern.
“Dad, where's your mask? Wait— did Vox take it?” She asked worriedly.
He managed a weak chuckle, it sounded distorted though with how his form was closer to his full seraphim form than his regular one, “yeahhh, he took it during the uh— whasit called again?”
Goldie flew out from under his coat, immediately darting off to wear Vox’s corpse was and finding the mask hidden on the inside of his jacket.
The snake flew back, carrying it. And Lucifer went to grab it from the snake before he turned away. He then proceeded to puke, it mostly being full of golden blood.
Eugh.
Then, he heard the sound of that one snake sinner from a while ago talking. It was the one that died right?
Charlie lit up, but didn’t want to leave her father at first.
“Go ahead, duckling.. I’ll be fi-fine.” He reassured, slowly pulling himself off the floor and giving a weak thumbs up.
She gave a hesitant look to him, before she and her girlfriend ran off closer to the screen, smiling widely.
Leaving Lucifer there alone again with Goldie.
He turned away, and let out a small pathetic whimper as he moved his hand to summon a portal, falling forward through the flaming circle and into his room.
___
Lucifer appeared in his room in the hotel, which was stripped bare of everything but a mattress and some blankets.
He slowly made his way to the bed, noticing the note he left Charlie was gone. Oh, she had actually checked his room since he left.
She didn’t hate him.. he thought.
He flopped forward onto the bed. Lucifer pulled all of the blankets toward him and sloppily pushed and placed the blankets in a messy nest.
He sighed and curled up into a ball, finally returning his features to somewhat normal, but he kept his wings out.
He threw off his hat and Goldie placed his mask down next to him in his bed.
Lucifer closed his eyes, his wings wrapping around himself protectively as he tried to relax.
Goldie slithered onto his chest and curled into a matching ball, the two laying there quietly before Lucifer’s breath finally slowed and he was awake no longer.