Within The Ash

Chapter 41

Zero's POV

"The way it's done is, I dip this blade in my ink and I get a heavy rock and slam the rock onto the top of the blade. That causes the blade to stab into your skin making the ink permanently enter the skin, it's a long process, but that's how I did all my tattoos"

I laid down on my cot inside of my fort and Lucifer climbed on top of me to where he was sitting on my lap. He shined a flash light and rigged it to where it hung from the top of my fort.

He glanced down at me and a smile grew upon his face.

"Hey baby, you're looking sexy as fuck" he said as he traced his finger down my face.

I rolled my eyes and laughed at his joke.

"Buy me dinner after you fuck me" I joked back as he cracked his neck and began with rubbing alcohol on the spot he wanted to start with.

"Give me an image you want me to create" he said as he cleaned the tip of his blade with the same alcohol.

"Give me a goats head, goats are bad ass" I said as I lit a cigarette and covered my eyes with my right arm In order to relax better.

Lucifer dipped the ink and quickly started pounding the rock on the top of the blade.

I squeezed my eyes shut at the pain and I felt my muscles twitching from the weight of the rock beating down.

"Geez man, this hurts like fuck" I said through a painful moan as his smile grew with pride.

"Suck it up buttercup, we're gonna be here all night" he said as he continued.

"How did you get your name if you don't mind me asking?" I asked as he brought his face close to my skin as he pounded the rock over and over on top of the needle causing me to shut my eyes with pain.

"A friend from my childhood named me Lucifer because of my beauty, the arch angel, Micheal, was a beautiful being and God of music. I'm not a conceded man, however I've been told that I am beautiful, and have been told the name Lucifer fits my beauty" he said as he payed close attention to where he placed the ink in his art.

I found myself starring at the length of his hair and he knew my question before I asked it.

"You seem really interested in my hair, you do know your hair is just as long right?" He said with a laugh

"My hair isn't as long as yours" I said with a smile as my cigarette hung out of my mouth.

"I've never believed in cutting my hair, when it gets hot out I let it dread up and than I tie it up at the top of my head, honestly dreads have been such a pain in the ass, they get heavy"

He tied his hair in a bun and continued to tell me more about himself in detail. Lucifer and I already knew each other quite well considering the cell we shared back when we were in prison.

"Back before I had my dreads, I was still mistaken as a Viking because of my face tattoos" he said as he pointed to the Tattoos that resembled Viking ink.

"My parents were Vikings, so I guess I have Viking blood if you really want to be exact with it. But Vikings are violent by nature, I'm not a violent man, the only Viking part of me is I've always liked my meat so rare to where it's raw. I don't eat cooked meat because the fire takes away all the juices, I prefer it all raw"

The night seemed to go by really slow and I felt every bit of pain that needle caused right though my soul. It's definitely a pain that you don't ever forget. It was a pain that didn't feel good but yet at the same time it was soothing. It was an addicting kind of soothing.

For the entire night with Lucifer and his art, I was focused on myself instead of on Violet, and even when I did think of Violet, my mind finally allowed myself to have total peace with the memories.

The memories of our relationship was bittersweet. But the tip of that needle made them feel numb. Numb like my feelings for her.

I didn't love her, nor did I hate her and became simply comfortably tolerating her.

I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to meditate for the first time in months. Meditation is something that I learned as a child in order to safely escape into myself.

Lately I feel like meditation is a requirement to keep myself alive.

The night went by slower and slower but I knew a lot of time has passed because I only glanced down for a second and saw that Lucifer was still wide awake and I had already had several Tattoos that perfectly painted an image of my soul.

It seems like Lucifer has the same abilities as me. He's able to see somebody for who they truly are without having to spend a lot of time with anybody.

I glanced down to look at some of the art that he was either not finished with yet or completely finished with.

I saw the face of a wolf, the goats head, a lightning bolt and a band of fire that circled my upper arm.

He lit a cigarette and let it hang from the side of his mouth as he started on my other arm.

I had no idea how many tattoos he was planning on doing tonight, but he didn't seem to have any plans on stopping any time soon.

I kept shifting in and out of sleep the entire night as he smoked cigarette after cigarette.

It was around 5:00 in the morning when I spoke through tired whispers.

"You don't have to continue if you're tired man"

He glanced down at me with surprise that I was awake.

"That's fine, I'm actually not tired. Art is a big passion of mine and I kinda don't require much sleep to function" he said calmly as his cigarette still hung from the corner of his mouth.

The brightness of the sun shone through the window of my fort and through my squinted eyes I saw Lucifer sleeping in the corner of the fort with his head leaned against the wall.

I glanced down at my arms and noticed that he had added crows a detailed image of the moon, the evil eye and he even added my zodiac sign which is Aquarius.

I smiled as I looked at his art all over my arms. And I than noticed that his eyes were just barely open now.

"I hope they all represent you well, I used my best judgment" he said quietly as he glanced out the window from the corner of his eyes.

"You did an amazing job man, I'll forever cherish them" I said as I began to get up to go outside with the others who sat by their tints in peace of the morning sun.

"If you want, I can come by tonight and do more" he said as he slipped one of the shirts he brought with him over his body.

"Yea sure, I actually really enjoyed the sensation" I said as I walked out of my fort.