Clary pov
*dream*
"Clarissa I've kept an eye on you since you were a baby. You always strikes me as odd. And powerful. And beautiful. When your father summoned me for a task that involved you I couldn't do it. It involved killing you. Killing you because He hated the fact that you were always your mother's and she chose you over him and Johnathan. he hated you for it. But I couldn't hate you. I made him believe I killed you so you would survive and one day become my my bride. The angel for me, my angel and I will have you, I will. I will come for you my love."
**end of dream
I woke gasping for air. I get out of bed careful not to wake Sebastian. The room felt oddly cold? A hand went over my mouth. I kicked and thrashed until it pulled me down on it's chest. The persons lips on my ear.
"Shh. It's Okay I'm here." It said. I look over my shoulder and see someone unfamiliar to me. He has jet black hair. A pale beautiful face, his lips a dark red color. I look over to here Sebastian was supposed to be but He was gone.
"He was never there darling, it was just a hallucination honey. I made you see it." He let go of my mouth.
"Where is He?" I asked.
"In the kitchen. Preparing your breakfast. He'll be expecting you soon." He brushed some hair from my face, and flipped me over so that I would be sitting in his lap facing him.
"Who are you?" I asked as He planted a kiss to my neck.
"Don't do that. Now answer me, who are you?" I demanded.
He cupped my face in his hands.
"You are beautiful." He said.
"And you asked my name. My name is Lucifer." He grinned not like Sebastian, worse.
"Sebas-!!" I couldn't get his whole name out before Lucifer's hand went over my mouth once again. He pushed me down and was now on top of me.
"Don't scream." He demanded.
"He can't save you." He said.
Sebastian pov
Eggs, Bacon,toast, and pancakes, that is what I'm cooking for breakfast. Clary hasn't come down in a while. She must be tiard. Then I heard a scream,
"Seba" but then it was cut off by something over her mouth.
Clary I whisper and dart upstairs. I kick the door in only to see Clary with someone on top of her.
"Let her go" I hiss through gritted teeth.
"I don't think so Johnathan." The man replied. Nobody calls me Johnathan. He flicked his wrist, red sparks shot from his fingers. The last thing I remember is Clary screaming my name before the world went black.
Clary pov
"Sebastian!!" I screamed as He slumped to the floor.
"Is He- is He dead?" I sob.
"No my love." Lucifer replied, "just temporarily knocked out, so I can get you out of here." He said. Flames engulfed us. But the flames weren't hot?
"They won't be hot, as long as I have you in my arms." He said as if reading my thoughts. When the flames died down I noticed we were in a ballroom. I looked Down to see I was in a flame red dress that ended barley at my ankles. I wore red heeled pumps. I looked at Lucifer, a few feet away, He was wearing a black tuxedo, with the collar of his tux folded down, so was the wrists. But He had no tie. His shoes were a formal kind, pointed at the end, but also black. Clary had just noticed that her hair was in a ponytail and she had makeup on. She dabbed her fingers on her lips, they came back red. Lucifer approached her in a swift elegant walk. He placed his hands on her waist. She had hardly noticed the sweet music in the back, or the few guest that were in the room also. He spun her around, a smile on his face. They were gracefully dancing and swaying to the music. He picked her up, Her feet out, so He spun her around over his head, and gently set her down. It felt like hours they were dancing, never breaking eye contact. The song ended and He diped her backwards, her head close to the ground and her leg ridding up his waist. He pulled her up, removed his hands from her waist. He gently brushed the back of his hand across her cheek.
She was to memorized by how gentle Lucifer was to notice anything else. He leaned in and brushed his lips with hers ever so gently. She pulled away from him and smacked him hard across the cheek. Everyone turned and looked at what I had done. Some looked amused and some worried. He straightened his posture, laughing. He was laughing. Soon the whole room was erupted in laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" I demanded.
He looked at me, clearly trying not to laugh. The room died down just as Lucifer begun to speak. His voice ecoimg off the walls.
"You are a spitfire Clary." He said and took my hand, and the fire engulfed us once more. Now we were in a elegant dining room. A long table in the middle of the room, but only two chairs. One at both ends of the table. The table filled with numbers of food. Chicken, potatoes, gravy, steak, Turkey, peas, corn, and so much more. To much, it wasn't likely to be finished today. Lucifer pulled out one of the chairs, motioning for me to sit-in it. I did. He pushed the chair in, and sat in the one opposite from mine. Although all the food was clearly untouched on the table, a plate was made for me. Mashed potatoes and gravy, corn, a chicken leg, and peas. There was a lining of silverware, a bowl, and a saucer around my plate. In the bowl was a soup, and the saucer was a desert, strawberry cake. It was all mouthwatering.
"Eat." Lucifer demanded. So I grabbed my fork and began to eat.
"Clary do you want any wine? You look dreadfully parched." Lucifer asked. I nodded my head. Just as I did a girl came in with a bottle of red wine and poured each of us some in our empty glasses. I grabbed my glass and downed half of it.
"Thirty I see Clary." He smiled.
"Yes I actually was, as I was hungry." I replied matter-of-factly.
When we finished out plates and downed almost half a bottle of champagne, Lucifer stood and walked to my end of the table. He pulled my chair out, I stood. He grabbed my waist and, again, flames engulfed us.(instead of a portal He uses flames, I'm so creative Lol)
Now we were in a bedroom. The room had red curtains and a king size beautiful bed. It had red sheets. It was elegant enough for a noble king. I look down to see I wore a silk red nightgown and no shoes. My hair was down, and I had no makeup on. On the bed lied Lucifer in a black shirt and shorts. He looked over at me with his shady black eyes.
"Come here Clary." He ordered. I seemed to be in a trance near him, I obeyed everything He said, Well almost. I walked to the bed and lied down next to him, He was propped on one elbow looming over me with a smirk on his dark red stained lips. His pale features gave off a glow in the dark room. He leaned down and kissed Clarys neck.
"Stop, don't, not tonight." She pleaded.
"Tonight we sleep my love, after a long day. Tomorrow we have fun." Lucifer said.
It all just seemed like a dream. Few words were spoken, although I knew Hed had me for hours. And I felt in a trance near him, it was difficult. His touch was soft, unlike Sebastian who forced most things on her, Well He used to. She hoped this was a dream. She wanted to be back in Sebastians arms by the time she woke. But will she?
OMG I hope u loved it. I got some feedback that asked which was Lucifer after Clary, Well now u know, He fell in love with her, and has since then. And it was Valentine's fault, He wanted her dead. So plzzzz comment what you think and vote.
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