Into The Hands of A Fallen Angel (Lucifer X OC)

Chapter Five: Familiar Voice

The meeting went as horrible as it could get for Charlie, that much Soleil can see.

With Adam being a whole other level of asshole and Lute even backing him up and shortening the date of the extermination day into just six months from now.

Horrified, Charlie looked at Soleil many times, but Soleil couldn't even glance her way, too irritated to face the desperate expression of the Princess.

Soleil wanted to smack Adam for the love of God. He almost said her name one too many times if he didn't feel the intensity of the glare under her mask. He'd go from "So... Slut" in under a few seconds and falls silent until he felt the glare go away, shrinking onto his seat.

He breathed a sigh of exasperation when the meeting and Soleil's glaring finally came to an end.

"That was reckless, Sir," Soleil said, voice monotone and scolding.

"C'mon, even you know her idea is bull! A sinner? Redeemed? They had their chance when they were alive!"

Lute snorted to support Adam's statement.

"And they exactly aren't that innocent either. You'd be fuckin' stupid if you believe that," Lute spat out, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest. "If you think all sinners, including rapists or serial killers deserve to be redeemed, you must have some shitty moral code."

Soleil sighed and nodded.

"While I can't argue with that simply because it's true, it still doesn't mean we have the right to decide when the extermination happens and disapprove of the Princess's idea. We should've consulted the higher court first. Or even just Sera."

She sighed solemnly.

Lucifer had also tried his daughter's redemption project once upon a time, only for it to fall on deaf ears. He wasn't even given a chance and Soleil almost chuckled bitterly when she realized that the same thing is happening to Charlie. Why must fate be so cruel to the Morningstars?

She could only roll her eyes and turn away when they started their silly theatrics earlier, refusing to be any part of their condescending musicals against Charlie.

"Sera doesn't do shit! She just leaves everything for us exterminators to decide so we'll be the ones to be blamed whenever shit goes wrong and that her "dear Emily" won't be mad at her. Why do you think Sir Adam is free to do any crap even when she knows what's happening, huh?" Lute argued, hissing out every word like venom as she glared at Soleil across Adam who just sat quietly to let the two women argue without getting shot in the cross-fire.

Soleil rubbed her temples with her fingers, sighing defeatedly, too tired to even argue a pointless argument. She must've done that a million times by now. What's even worse was that Lute's right. Sera's only the one who holds the strings. That's half the reason why she hates the tall seraphim.

"You got a point there, fine. Not like I can really do anything about it at this point anyway."

"Not like you even would."

Soleil paused her breath, looking at a smirking Lute blankly.

"Excuse me?" Soleil asked quietly with distaste, obviously offended as she put a hand on her chest, making Lute laugh loudly.

"That's right. You're just like Sera herself. Acting like a big shot when you're just a nobody who can't even act for herself! All bark no bite?"

Before Lute could say anything more, Adam was already beside her, holding back what seemed to be a small angelic dagger that was close to being buried in her face. His fingers bled gold as he held the blade's sharp edge with a tired sigh.

"You should've let it hit her ugly mug, Sir," Soleil spat out, still in her throwing position before she straightened her back. "She doesn't need your protection anyway. We're angels." Each word was venom dripping from her otherwise kind mouth.

Adam gave Soleil, who's still glaring at Lute, back her dagger with a groan and slumped down his chair once again.

"You two... I don't like my best girls fighting! Kinda hot but still!"

Lute grinned at her triumphantly beside Adam, making Soleil narrow her eyes and growl lowly in disdain.

It wouldn't be the first time Soleil lost her cool on the arrogant exterminator. She only ever did when Adam was there because she knows he'll be the middle man and actually prevent Soleil from hurting Lute too much. She didn't really have the longest temper in heaven, after all. In other words, picking a fight in front of the man would always be her best choice if she didn't want to get kicked out of heaven for violence against a fellow angel.

Hurting Lute without Adam there to stop Soleil would just end up with Lute going to Sera, being the dog that she is, and snitch on her without letting Adam know.

Adam was their middle man. One that would prevent the them from doing too much to the other that they may regret. She uses that to her advantage.

After all, she's not ready to be kicked out of heaven yet.

"Ya cunts done with your little cat fight? Anyway, let's turn this hologram thing off. We've been here long enough and I'm missing my lunch."

Soleil just huffed and turned away.
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"They weren't even listening to me Vaggie! Well, two of them at least..."

"Two?" Vaggie asked, turning to Charlie as she brushed her long hair in front of the vanity mirror in their shared bedroom.

Charlie sat on the edge of the bed with her hands on her face, close to screaming on her palms. She groaned tiredly.

"Yeah. The other one wasn't exactly.. supporting me, but she didn't shut me off immediately either. Mostly a neutral company?"

Vaggie hummed thoughtfully at her girlfriend's rant, turning to her with a soft smile.

"W-Well, at least you know that some angels are willing to listen.. with your best efforts, I'm sure things will go our way!" She encouraged with a shaky voice which Charlie didn't seem to notice.

Charlie smiled weakly.

"And... That specific exterminator really sounded familiar..."

Vaggie tilted her head, curious.

"What do you mean?"

Charlie sighed and plopped down to the bed with her arms spread out.

"That's the point. I don't know. She just seemed so familiar to me. It's impossible, right? I've never met any angels in my life until today."

Vaggie raised her brow.

"And its not like I ever snuck off to heaven when I was a kid! As if dad would even let me... Am I just assuming things really badly or am I actually seeing something here?"

Vaggie sighed and smiled at her girlfriend's ranting, standing up and walking up to her before sitting beside Charlie. Offering her a comforting hand on the thigh, Vaggie leaned and spoke in a soft voice.

"Charlie, sweetie, I'm sure she just reminds you of someone here in Hell. If it's giving you another thing to stress about, maybe it's meant to be thought of for another time."

Charlie hummed and sighed, nodding and smiling as her girlfriend squeezed her thigh gently before pulling her carefully into bed with her.

"Maybe you're right, Vaggie. C'mon, let's get some sleep. Tomorrow's another big day for the hotel after all!"

Vaggie chuckled and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

"That's my girl."
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A/N:

In this fanfic, Adam's chonky. Yes. We love a chonky little bitch. I don't want that skinny Adam some fanartists make him to be so he could be hot. Villains can be chonky AND hot! Give my man his beer belly!

Good days and happy reading~