#luciwingfic

[averywiseanimatedcat]

The ultimate reveal

OK so this has been sitting on my computer for ages while I tweak it but I’m sick of playing with it IT IS TIME TO PUT MY MINDS RAMBLINGS OUT THERE.

Summary:

My personal version of how Lucifer would eventually reveal himself to Chloe (involves drama, death...angel wings...the sinnerman...oh and a new power)  and yup. Might be a part 2 comiiinggggggg....? 

Has blood n shit, no smut (yet) 

“I think you’ve interfered with my business long enough Decker…”

Chloe swore through the rag stuffed uncomfortably in in her mouth. The Sinnerman smirked, his breath brushing the skin on her face. He raised his gun up to Chloes forehead. Just as she closed her eyes, waiting for the end,  a massive thud startled her captor. Looking around, the guards surrounding them looked just as confused, the thump came again, louder this time. It was coming from the massive metal doors that lead down into the underground of the warehouse. The gaurds all raised their weapons, forming a semi circle around the doors as the horrendous sound shook the floor. For a moment, the warehouse fell silent. Only the hushed mumblings of the gaurds could be heard. Suddenly the unmistakable sound of the hinges ripping from the concrete walls assaulted their ears. The lock held for a moment before breaking and clanging to the floor.  One contorted door creeked and slammed to the ground, flinging a cloud of concrete dust into the faces of the shocked men. The guards coughed as they peered into the darkness, the second door had vanished. It was silent for a moment, until a pair of glowing red eyes materialized from the shadow. The men fired into the doorway, and the unmistakable high pitch sound of bullets ricocheting off metal echoed around the building. The second door flew from the darkness and collected half of the Sinnermans men like bowling pins, sending them flying across the warehouse. At the same time, a huge, white blur unfurled from the gloom and swept away the others with a single, smooth stroke. Chloe tore her eyes away for a second, only to be further confused. The Sinnerman had barely twitched,  he stood with the same sticky grin on his lips, watching the chaos unfold. One word slipped from his mouth that made Chloes whole body run cold  

“Lucifer.”

Stepping out from the dark, a crimson skinned devil revealed himself.  His stride was unmistakable, he wore the same waistcoat and shoes she commented on earlier in the morning. She’d known him to be a fan of patterned clothing. He had to fold his massive wingspan to fit out the doorway, a the uncurled into the warehouse, Chloe gasped at the size of them.

“I knew I couldn’t keep you contained for long…not from the detective here anyway.”

The Sinnerman stepped infront of her, casually swinging the pistol around his finger.

A voice rumbled through the warehouse that seemed to sink into Chloes bones, husky and deep, it took her mind many seconds to realize it was Lucifer speaking  

“Don’t you touch her.”

“Oh I won’t…I mean. Who would? With you as her guard dog…”

He laughed and Lucifer grew visibly agitated.

“Look at this….the great Lucifer. The devil…the most evil creature in all of creation, reduced to what…”

“I’m not EVIL!”

Lucifers wings vibrated with rage, and his eyes appeared to sing with fire. The Sinnerman did not flinch, he tutted and replied

“Empty threats…I served you for millennia you know, did your bidding, your dirty work. Tortured the souls you wanted tortured. Went there, did this…and what did you do? Left me?

A look of recognition crossed Lucifers face

“Hell has gone to well…hell, since you left. None of the other demons will listen to me . I was their master for years, and now they treat me like one of these pathetic humans you care for so dearly!”

“I thought you would be happy, you dirty lot could do what you like. Run hell how you always wanted.”

“AH! But that’s just the thing, they can’t decide who to listen to. All they can scream is master master where is our master!

“So what, you came down here and did all this just to send me back to hell?”

“Essentially yes. Weeell…that was the original plan. Then I found this whole criminal mastermind thing quite fun.”  

Lucifers eyes flicked to Chloe for the first time, she instinctively looked away, unable to hold the burning gaze.

The Sinnerman grinned at the exchange between them, he gently caressed the gun in his hands.

“Now I know why you like it here so much Lucifer, but despite my attraction to the place, I can’t ignore my primal duty to hell, I’ve had this…itch. Since I came here, unfortunately my creation burdens me with a task, hell must have a ruler.”

He slowly brought the gun to rest on the side of Chloe’s head, tilting it over uncomfortably.

Lucifer went to move but the Sinnerman raised a single finger and stopped him in his tracks

“Ah, ah, ah little devil….you have something I want.”

The Sinnerman held out his hand, his long, thin fingers gracefully beckon at the devil. Lucifer furrowed his brows in confusion. The Sinnerman rolled his eyes and sighed

“They’re in your left breast pocket.”

In a wave, the crimson colour in Lucifers face and eyes melted away. The wings remained, but once again the Lucifer Chloe knew stood before them. He suddenly seemed very weak as he reached under his jacket. Pausing, he locked eyes with Chloe. After all their cases, the near death experiences they’d been through, the ridiculous events and emotional trials…after all that she could not read the feeling that passed between them in that moment. But it pushed something inside her, something desperate and urgent, like it was something she should know. Ripping his gaze away, he presented two strange, curved blades from his pocket. He started to step foreward, but the Sinnerman tutted again and approached himself. The exchange of the knives was careful and suspicious, but neither party acted. As he retreated, 3 of the gaurds who had managed to recover  surrounded them. They all trained their guns on Lucifer. The Sinnerman chuckled and admired the hardware in his hands.

“Such craftsmanship…I knew you would bring them. But I think you’ve been away to long…you’ve forgotten…I’m not like you, I don’t care much for deals…”

“NO!”

Lucifers voice bellowed through the warehouse, the seconds seemed to melt into hours as the Sinnerman gripped the pistol in his hands, aiming it at Chloes head. Whatever sound travelled through the air, Chloe did not hear it. What she saw played out silently like those action movies Trixie and Maze loved watching together. In the split second after the Sinnerman raised his hand, Chloe saw Lucifers face travel through a thousand emotions, she watched on helplessly as the 3 gaurds braced their weapons  against their shoulders. Time appeared to slow, and what transpired would be something she played over in her head, again…and again… Lucifers wings arched like a bird about to take flight, his whole body curled down into a crouch. As his hands met the floor, a blinding light sprung from the ground, as it blinded her a force catapulted her backwards. Still strapped to the chair, she landed painfully on her side, her head connecting hard with the concrete. Still unable to see, she struggled, only to find her arms and legs had been freed. Lost on her hands and knees, her vision began to clear and she could see her hands spread out on the floor, bruised and bleeding from her fall. Standing, multiple dull thuds pierced the ringing in her ears, she could see the Sinnerman standing a few feet infront of her. At her feet, one of the knives…snatching it up she did her best to run before he noticed her. With all the force she could muster, she drove the knife into the centre of the Sinnermans back. He whole body went ridged, contorting, his dropped the pistol in his hands.  A ghastly, wheezing sound escaped his lungs before he fell to the floor. She quickly retrieved is pistol, unsure if he was dead or alive. But it was empty…Looking up, she realized that she haddn’t just fallen, she’d been throw halfway across the building. And back where they had started, a lone body lay lifeless on the floor, white wings stained red.

“Lucifer!”

It took her only a second to reach him,despite the dizziness threatening to knock her over a second time. Kneeling beside him, she worked quickly to find some sign of life.

“Lucifer?!”

Cupping his chin in her hands, skin still radiated warmth against her palms. There was no pulse…no breath…his eyes were closed. Blood had pooled bellow his chest, and that patterned waitcoat she had thought so unusual for him was ruined by bulletholes.

Clutching his hand, she sat back trying to swallow to sob in her throat. He couldn’t be gone, not like this. Not when she had just learnt the truth.

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Lucifer woke to the familiar drone of screams and creaking rock.

“Bloody hell…”

Opening his eyes, he found himself lying on the cold, grey floor of his win kingdom.  

“…literally.”

There was no one around to laugh at that,  and there wouldn’t be again. Demons didn’t have much sense of humor.

Getting to his feet and dusting himself off, he somehow knew Chloe would be safe. As the Sinnerman fired his final shots, Lucifer had seen Chloe closing on him with the knife. All the other guards would’ve at least be knocked out by whatever it was he had done. Nothing like that had ever happened, but he would have millennia to think about it now.  

Hell looked very much the same, nothing ever changed here. He went to go and find his old quarters; no doubt some of those pesky demons had taken it over for themselves, squabbling over who would wear the throne since he was gone. His mind void, he walked in silence past the various doors and entrances to the prisons people created for themselves. There was a strange cramp in his hand that had worsened ever since he woke up. Flexing it, he tried to shake the feeling and after a visual expectation it seemed to fade. I’m gong crazy, he thought. If I haven’t already.

The door to his throne room was up ahead, he stopped and gazed at the magnificently decorated doors for a moment. One door was ajar, he snorted and thought about how he hated leaving them like that, letting any old demon walk in as they please to pester him.

He went to take a step but was jolted back suddenly, like someone had tied a rope around his waist. Suddenly spinning, the world was not still, disorientated, he tried to right himself but got stunned backwards again. Staggering, his vision faded to black as he hit the floor again.

Chloe was trying to wipe the tears from her face, she didn’t want the backup team to see her in such a mess. Suddenly there was a gasp and a rush of air. She was knocked backwards before scrambling up again to a sight that made her want to scream. Lucifers eyes shoot open and his body was contorting, causing his wings to thrash wildly. Gulping for air, he franticly pawed at his chest in confusion while he cried out  

“Chl….Chloe?!”

Coughing and spluttering, he spat up blood and tried to get to his feet. But his legs fell out from under him, causing him to land awkwardly on his side with a grunt, Chloe ducked under a wing and rushed forward to help him.

“No! No, stay down!”

He sat up as Chloe ripped open his vest and shirt, using her jacket, she wiped away the drying blood and found…nothing. No wounds, no scars… dropping the jacket she sat back on her knees in shock whispering  

“That’s impossible…”

Slowly, her eyes took in the sight before her. Lucifer sitting, unharmed with his massive angel wings spread out on either side. They seemed to glow with a divine aura.. Clearly dazzed, his eyes were wild as they darted around the warehouse

“How did I get back here….”

He looked at Chloe with an accusing stare

“What did you do?!”

Chloe struggled to make words and stuttered

“Nothing….I….you were dead…you got shot!?”

“Yes…I noticed.”

He looked down at his ruined outfit and sighed heavily. His wings folded back and disappeared. Chloe shook her head in disbelief and breathed

“How are you here?”

Her eyes showed fright, but her voice was happy and shivering. A fresh flood of tears fell from her eyes and she threw her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her shaking body and buried his face in her shirt, breathing in her smell and letting her cry into his shoulder. Eventually she let go and asked

“Can you stand up?”

Lucifer nodded and she helped him to get to his feet, which were weak and struggling to hold his weight. Without even thinking, Chloe lent up and kissed him hard on the lips. Just as quickly, she withdrew in shock at herself, but kept her hands on him at all times. Lucifers mind was a mess, foggy from the being dead for about 3 minutes thing, but did Chloe just kiss him? Resolving to talk about it later, he shook his head and suggested they find a different shirt for him because everyone would wonder why there’s blood all over his and 3 holes for gunshot wounds. Chloe agreed and swapped his for one off the guard. He shriveled up his nose at the cheap material but kept quiet. Chloe noted the large scars on his shoulder blades she’d seen in his apartment long ago as he shrugged on the fresh shirt had gone.

‘No that’s where I cut my wings off…well Maze did, I told her to.’

Backup arrived soon after and they were separated to be checked by the ambulance staff. Lucifer complained bitterly but sat while he was checked over. Chloe had allot of cuts and bruises, a mild concussion and rope burn. The second she was let go, she found Lucifer, who was still being held by the ambulance staff who were completely bamboozled by the amount of blood on him without any wounds.

“Ah, finally Detective can you tell these morons I’m FINE and they can stop groping me.”  

Chloe gestured to the paramedics, they seemed unconvinced but retreated into their ambulance. Chloe and Lucifer stared at each other for a minute, the events of the day spun around in Chloes head and she suddenly felt dizzy again. Lucifer quickly grabbed her arm and she steadied herself.

“I’m fine…just…actual devil thing…”

Lucifer quickly snatched his hand away and retreated, she stopped him and gently touched his forearm

“No…it’s alright. I mean…it makes more sense than any of the other ideas I had.”

“And what were those?”

“I don’t know…lunatic…son of some criminal mastermind.”

Lucifer smirked

“Not entirely untrue.”

Chloe smiled and nodded

“Oh…right. Yea.”

An awkward silence fell between them before Lucifer offered

“I think you need to go home, rest. You took a nasty fall.”

“I did. I’m probably not ok to drive though…”

“I’ll drive you.”

The journey to Chloes place was silent, pulling up, the lights were all off. Trixie must’ve been with Dan. Maze was never able to be pinned down lately. Before Chloe got out of the car, she looked at Lucifer, who seemed to be avoiding her eye.

“You know I’m not going to be able to sleep anyway…why don’t you come in. We can talk about it.”

“I really think you should rest…”

“I don’t think lying in bed all night thinking about how my partner has been the actual devil this entire time counts as rest.”

“If you insist, Detective. But I think I’ll go home first and change…”

“Alright. Aslong as you promise to come back.”

Lucifer paused, looking like a cornered animal. Eventually he smiled, the first genuine smile of the day.

“Promise.”

And now she knew he wasn’t lying. Sure enough, he stuck to his word. And 20 minutes later he knocked on her door in fresh clothes. No trace of the drama that unfolded visible.

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