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Father, Cleanse me of my Inequity, Wash me from Sin.

As time and space rips itself apart, we come to a scene of a young Charlie Morningstar looking at a fallen angel.

Lucifer at his fall.

A young girl watches the inferno ahead of her. Born, not condemned in the deepest layer of death. What was a child doing in a place like this?

Just like lightning, with the booming sound of fear, a man fell out of the sky.

Feathers created a circle around the girl, and suddenly, it started pouring. She looked around. What a mess. Is this hysteria?

She looked a little closer. They were angels.

The child walked to the man.

He had light, sepia-like hair that coiled up. Wings stuck out from his back, piercing through his skin. The man was tall, standing over the girl. He had a beautiful figure. Impressing those who looked in his direction. They met eyes.

He looked at her with wrath.

Then his gaze softened. What was a child doing in a place like this?

"Are you an angel?" The girl asked with a soft voice.

"Was." He replied.

She ran her small hands against his wings, slowly, and what was bird like feathers reduced to bare, raw flesh.

The man winced in pain, trying his best to look strong in front of the little girl.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Where does it hurt? I-I'll fix it I swear!" the girl panicked.

"Shh, shh, enough enough dear." he held her face.

She quickly took her hands off and looked down, covering her face. He rubbed her hair.

"It's okay." he forced a smile for her.

"My name is Charlie. C-H-A-R-L-I-E." She smiled, writing the letters in the air.

"You're a good speller, Charlie." he thought for a second. "Lucifer."

"That's a funny name, you're a funny man." Charlie giggled.

...

For a moment, Lucifer felt something he had never felt before. Was it hurt? No, he's used to hurt. But he deserved it, didn't he? Was it admiration? No, that's all he knew, To look up above God's stars, to serve.

Care.

It felt like just seconds ago when he wanted to swan dive to his demise. That's all he had to do.

Pure fucking evil. That's all he was.

...

Charlie walked over onto a cliff, where a little pink horse toy lay. "I think you'll like it here." she showed him her toy. "Do you like horseies? Will you play with me?"

Lucifer hesitated. "Yes, yes I do."

"Is it fun in Heaven? Is God really that bad?"

"I." Lucifer felt his kin crawl. "Bad? No, No."

"But why are you here?" Questions spewed from Charlie's mouth. "Are you visiting us?"

"No, I-" Tripping up like this? In front of a little girl?

You're not good enough, Lucifer.

"No, Charlie, I was cast down here." It felt humiliating, the words that came out of his mouth. "I just, God didn't want me to stay."

"Why?"

"I wasn't..."

Good enough?

Hated your own creator?

Too busy being selfish?

"I had trouble."

"Oh." Charlie snugged her head into Lucifer's chest. "You are a good person, right?"

Were you, Morning Star?

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a/n - first fic i ever posted plz give feedback i might continue this

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