Most of his essence was well and truly stuck in a cage. Yet some of Lucifer's essence had escaped into Sam Tenaz last night. After the boy had expelled him, he felt drawn back toward the cage, to his self. Still, he was stubborn. He held out. And he found his way into his throne room, where enough of him was imbued into everything that made up this place that he managed to manifest.
Not quite, of course, only just. He was the Morningstar, he was an angel once. Born of fire and it was fire that showed his outline now, standing before the throne of Hell. Looking right at the so called King.
There was no denying that it sent him right into battle stations. He got out of the throne immediately and wished he had something at hand. He had blades he could use but this wasn't Lucifer. It was like a weird ghost Lucifer that he had no idea how to get rid of. He was getting stronger. He needed to do something and fast.
"How are you doing this?!"
Fuck. He was so glad he was alone in here, he did not need his subjects to see the second coming.
"I'm the Morningstar," Lucifer said simply as if that answered every question. He felt it did. Pride might have come before the fall, that didn't mean it vanished after. He held his hands up as he looked at Aleister, enjoying the look on his face. Fear was always so flattering. He had missed watching people be afraid of him.
"Relax, baby girl. Daddy's not here to spank you." He straightened up, as he quoted from the bible. " Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people."
Somehow, he was just the grossest thing in the world. A world that included Bobby's wardrobe. He really wished he'd stop calling him baby girl but he had no idea how to navigate that without making it worse so he wisely chose to not address it. Ever. "You never bring any joy, you're just a pain in the arse."
He frowned, trying to focus on what was happening and not on his increased heartbeat. "You shouldn't be able to do this. Either there's an issue with the cage or..." Oh. Bollocks. "Sam is in hell..."
"Ding, ding, ding. Aren't you a bright young thing?" Lucifer smiled and gave him a thumbs up before deciding that it was time to get a little more serious. For one very obvious reasons. "My joyous news is that reports of the Archangel Raphael's death have been greatly exaggerated. I found him within my vessel, kind of making me feel gross about the sloppy seconds involved. I don't know how I feel about brothers double dipping in the same vessel."
That could wait for later deliberation. "He's being held here. Seven years, according to his very bitter words."
"An archangel was in hell for seven years? That was -- before I was king." Or just as he became king. He did the math in his head and then frowned. He did wonder how he could have missed it but he supposed there was so much going on at the time and so many different energies in hell. He looked at Lucifer, curious. "An angel in hell. I'd be surprised if he's coherent. Not exactly a heavenly place, is it?"
But who would have a pet angel? And why? "I can't see them being ideal pets. Either someone is kinky for debasing angels or ... he's a weapon?" But how? Brainwashing? Manipulation?
"He was coherent enough to be mad at me. That is just my effect on people. I draw out the passion." Lucifer shrugged, idly trying to estimate for how much longer he would be able to keep this up. It wasn't exactly draining as such, it just wasn't going to last forever. Eventually this would fade and all of him would be stuck in that cage again.
He'd have to make it count. For his little brother's sake and also to prove said brother wrong. Lucifer was not just a monster. Also a monster but not just.
"I don't know for sure, but, at a guess? Grace. I don't know how it'd be for you. You used to be human, didn't you? But for any demon that has fallen, grace could give them that taste of the divine. For any demon made by me, might do the same."
"Taste of the divine. With... with the benefits of being angelic. As in strength. Power. Ah." Well. Didn't that just explain an unsettling little mystery he was avoiding looking into. He sighed and decided it wasn't worth pretending any more. If he was going to sort this mess out before it blew up at him, he needed to get some information.
"What do you know about Lazar? Prince of hell. He used to be one of the weakest of the bunch, now he's top dog and stronger than he has any right to be." And he had to assume that weird fucker would keep a pet angel. Kinky bastard.
"Lazar. That's the name on your mind." Should have known, somehow. Only so many demons that had even the potential to rise to any kind of prominence. Sucking dry an archangel though? That was worse than he could have predicted. "He's good at torture. Even for a demon. Subtle when need be and a true sadist."
Lucifer tried to remember his creation to the best of his knowledge. "He's not strategic the way you are. Not for big schemes. To get the most out of torture though, he's good at that. Patient. You lack patience."
"I do but I usually get things nice and fast when I put my mind to do so - is it really a flaw?" Aleister asked with a playful grin, he didn't think it was such a big deal. If he could command the world to work how he wanted then his flaws didn't really exist. After all, he was king and this was his kingdom. "So a bone-headed torturer has been sucking grace from an archangel for seven years? Well. That's just no fun, is it?"
And now he had Sam. How on Earth did one even begin to fight a demon hopped up on angel juice. "I'm surprised your brother is alive. Wouldn't you have to replenish often?"
"It replenishes over time. It does for any angel. My brother is an archangel, there is a much deeper pool to begin with. An ocean compared to a paddling pool. You can't even begin to imagine how much power any archangel could wield." Lucifer wondered how much longer it would be before he could make sure Aleister knew exactly how much. Before he'd make him grovel at his feet. Ah, what a fun thought.
"He has his fingerprints all over the Tenaz boy's soul. If he dips into that, on purpose or not, his grace will replenish faster. You know the powers of souls. Which means that if Lazar figures it out, he's just gotten a serious power upgrade for his battery."
"I don't know, I hear archangels are all powerful but you're in a cage, your brothers are dead and one of them is in hell, the bitch of a low level demon." He was just saying. And yeah, he was seeking to piss him off but he liked Lucifer's impotent rage. It fuelled him. Like a beautiful, burning fire of pettiness.
"Look, I'll pass the word on and I'm sure the other brother will probably sort this whole thing out. Sam will be gone, you'll be back in your cage and we'll see what's left of your brother." Aleister smirked at Lucifer, content with his lot. "But good tip on the archangels. Good to know they're such a boost. Like little energy drinks."
"Not for you, baby girl. Human stock." Lucifer smiled serenely, pressing down on his rage as best he could. He'd have his revenge cold. It tasted better that way. "Although I don't know anything. It's never been tried. Come and try some time. Come to daddy and drink me up. Let's see what happens, shall we?"
"I'd rather have the good stuff, thank you. Not some knock off brand. I mean - is it really angelic? I have doubts."
Lucifer was fading in front of him and he smirked as he walked up to the fading image and watched it. He defeated Lucifer. He sat on the throne. He was better than any idiot angel. "Toddles, darling."
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Not quite, of course, only just. He was the Morningstar, he was an angel once. Born of fire and it was fire that showed his outline now, standing before the throne of Hell. Looking right at the so called King.
"Ugh. You look awful up there."
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"How are you doing this?!"
Fuck. He was so glad he was alone in here, he did not need his subjects to see the second coming.
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"Relax, baby girl. Daddy's not here to spank you." He straightened up, as he quoted from the bible. " Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people."
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He frowned, trying to focus on what was happening and not on his increased heartbeat. "You shouldn't be able to do this. Either there's an issue with the cage or..." Oh. Bollocks. "Sam is in hell..."
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That could wait for later deliberation. "He's being held here. Seven years, according to his very bitter words."
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But who would have a pet angel? And why? "I can't see them being ideal pets. Either someone is kinky for debasing angels or ... he's a weapon?" But how? Brainwashing? Manipulation?
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He'd have to make it count. For his little brother's sake and also to prove said brother wrong. Lucifer was not just a monster. Also a monster but not just.
"I don't know for sure, but, at a guess? Grace. I don't know how it'd be for you. You used to be human, didn't you? But for any demon that has fallen, grace could give them that taste of the divine. For any demon made by me, might do the same."
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"What do you know about Lazar? Prince of hell. He used to be one of the weakest of the bunch, now he's top dog and stronger than he has any right to be." And he had to assume that weird fucker would keep a pet angel. Kinky bastard.
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Lucifer tried to remember his creation to the best of his knowledge. "He's not strategic the way you are. Not for big schemes. To get the most out of torture though, he's good at that. Patient. You lack patience."
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And now he had Sam. How on Earth did one even begin to fight a demon hopped up on angel juice. "I'm surprised your brother is alive. Wouldn't you have to replenish often?"
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"He has his fingerprints all over the Tenaz boy's soul. If he dips into that, on purpose or not, his grace will replenish faster. You know the powers of souls. Which means that if Lazar figures it out, he's just gotten a serious power upgrade for his battery."
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"Look, I'll pass the word on and I'm sure the other brother will probably sort this whole thing out. Sam will be gone, you'll be back in your cage and we'll see what's left of your brother." Aleister smirked at Lucifer, content with his lot. "But good tip on the archangels. Good to know they're such a boost. Like little energy drinks."
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Lucifer was fading in front of him and he smirked as he walked up to the fading image and watched it. He defeated Lucifer. He sat on the throne. He was better than any idiot angel. "Toddles, darling."