Purgatory

Chapter 41

Ella cried out in pain as she hit her head on something, hard.  She looked around, her vision blurry.  She saw everyone else in roughly the same condition.  Anastasia was nursing a sore ankle, Lust was unconscious, and Kat spat out a tooth.  Kat's pupils were vertical and her gloves were off.  Ella took in all her surroundings, her eyes wide.  She was on some form of black rock, and there was lava everywhere.  Ella listened and found out in horror that she could hear the screaming of tortured souls in the distance.  She looked back at Kat, and saw her frozen at an unnatural angle.  She looked up and saw a man who was tanned, with blonde hair and tan skin.  He flashed a blindingly white grin at the group.   

Ella stared at the man in the pink polo shirt, khakis, and Sperry's.  Could this really be Lucifer?  Lust groaned, opening his eyes.  He looked over at Ella, Kat, George, and Anastasia, then back at Lucifer.  Lust stood up, brushed the dust off his jeans and smiled a perfect smile at Ella.  He stroked one of her filthy cheeks lovingly before whispering in his velvet voice.  "Sorry honey, this is where our story ends."

Ella felt her heart break in two as she watched Lust walk up to Lucifer and take his place at his right side.  Lust brushed off Ella's pathetic look with a shrug of his shoulders.  "It was fun, honey, but come on, I'm Lust.  What would a pathetic girl like you have to offer me anyway?"  Kat shot Ella a knowing look as she balled her hands onto fists.  Ella looked down, at battered knees peeking through the holes in her jeans.  She tried to hold back her tears, but they just kept coming, wave after wave.  Eventually, she found herself curled up in a ball, all out of tears but still heaving.  Anastasia wrapped her arms around Ella, rocking her softly and murmuring comforting words.  Kat sat with her legs crossed on the black rock, her demon eyes narrowed at Lucifer, Pride, and Lust.  There was going to be one hell of a fight, once the waterworks died down.  

Lucifer watched as Ella broke down and Anastasia tried to comfort her.  Kat sat alongside George, forming a small wall between him and the girls.  As if they could stop the ruler of hell.  It was amusing to watch the drama unfold.  Lust was loyal to the highest bidder, and no one trumped the devil.  Lucifer sighed and clapped his hands, calling forth a wave of demons.  Humans were funny, but enough was enough.  Kat might be a problem.  It had taken a whole fleet of demons to run her down before, and the only ones left in hell were the new recruits.  Over half of them had only killed people in video games, and that wouldn’t really help going after a squad of trained angels.  He looked over his ranks, frowning.  

These guys looked tough, but they would fall like a card house if Kat or Mr. Army over there so much as ran in their direction.  At least he had Lust and Pride.  Lucifer looked at his lieutenants and formed a quick plan.  Lust would be able to take out Weepy and the Russian, and with Pride's help, the army could probably take out Mr. Army.  Kat would be his.  He thought he disposed of her 50 years ago, but she managed to escape.  Lucifer wouldn't make that same mistake twice.