Lucifer: Devil's Desire

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Chloe looked at Lucifer who was talking with Amenadiel, and was about to go and greet her boyfriend when a small bundle slammed into her. "Hi Mom" Trixie squealed with joy. She looked down, and was about to greet her daughter, quite confused, when the scene faded, and she was left standing in darkness. She wasn't sure if she was awake or dreaming, though it didn't matter. She still shivered when she heard the cold voice, with the same accent as Lucifer's, but a completely different looking man. "Such a lovely daughter" he said. If Chloe wasn't trapped in some mental plain and had her gun, she might have given this person the Michael treatment. "Don't lay a hand on her" Chloe warned darkly. The man just laughed, obviously not taking her threat seriously. "What happens if I do? You ran out of your special bullets from my sister's blade and you have no powers!" he said, and Chloe just glared. It was as she glared at the... thing... that she came up with an idea. In dreams, anything was possible, theoretically anyway. She wasn't sure how he knew this, but she decided to try it anyway. Chloe threw her fist at him, smashing him across the face and sending him flying with her punch. He was standing again quickly enough, though still seemed stunned. "I've squared up against an Archangel, demons and the former God himself, as well as lived with a demon. Throughout all the time I've lived with the craziness you celestials bring I've learned a few things, namely that the rules I thought existed didn't always apply. So; who the hell are you!?" Chloe demanded. The man smiled, his face already healed, but an almost feral respect in his eyes as the world shifted to normal. Either they were no longer in dreams, or something else had happened. "Humanity has known me by many names. Lets give you a clue to one of them" he said, and Chloe tensed briefly as he spoke a phrase that would chill anyone who heard it. "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn." He said. Chloe knew what it meant yet couldn't bring herself to speak. He simply smiled. "Say it!" he demanded coldly, and Chloe suddenly found herself compelled to do so. "In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulu waits dreaming" Chloe whispered with pure terror. The creature smiled an unnatural smile. "Not quite. Fortunately for you though, I prefer my 'God given' name. Abaddon."

Chloe glared at Abaddon. "Where are we? What the hell do you want!?" she demanded. "You know whats funny? Your little Human scribe got his little story inspiration from me. Even imprisoned a Demon Prince has a lot of power, more than enough for a quiet little whisper here, a nudge in a certain direction. Enough of them and people might feel... compelled to write certain things down" Abaddon mused, ignoring Chloe's question. "Yeah, you're a real hero for pop culture. So whats next? Convince someone to buy the rights and get yourself in on the licensing?" she asked sarcastically. Abaddon did the strangest thing at that. He laughed. "Tempting Miss Decker but no. I am the Demon of Chaos. I live to cause it, and humanity have been far. Too. Ordered, of late. Your people thrive on chaos and so do mine. Ergo, your world is going to be forced to return to its more... natural state" Abaddon explained simply. "Lucifer won't let you, and I may not know much about Demonic politics but I know there's far more to your little venture than just causing chaos" Chloe snarled, and the Demon took a step towards her. She so very much wanted to step back, but forced herself to stand her ground. "Please, Lucifer could barely contain me at the height of his power and he hadn't been brought down by the weaknesses of a human making him mortal. Even if that's passed him he's nowhere near as strong as he once was and we both know that!" Abaddon replied smugly. "It doesn't matter how powerful you are, or even how powerful Lucifer is. He has more allies than you! He has Maze, me, Amenadiel and others! Your obsession with chaos is going to cause everything to come crashing down on your head!" Chloe said simply. "Now where are we and what do you want!?"

Abaddon sighed, and held his hands in a peaceful gesture. "A nice little pocket of reality suspended from the universe. I must admit you put together just how different the rules are here very quickly. Serves me right for underestimating you" Abaddon explained as he started to circle Chloe, who tried to keep her fear hidden. "And my second question" she prompted, keeping her voice level with great effort. "Oh pick your poison!" Abaddon said with loudly with glee. "Revenge, world domination, power. You have so many options but the answer is so much simpler than you think. I want war with Heaven. Earth, humans, Lucifer, you? You're all just a means to an end." Chloe tensed her fist, and Abaddon raised a warning finger, stopping his circling in front of her. "Its very possible you defeat me in this dimensional pocket but I'd strongly advise against it. For one you can't be certain you can keep up with me in a fight and I doubt you can trick a demon at its own game of lies and deception. If that's not enough for you though, kill me, and you cease to exist. I am your only way out of here" Abaddon said with obvious amusement.