Hell can sense the presence of the Archangel when she arrives,; sometimes, Michael likes to come down and join in on Aziraphale's physical torture. The demon Yachempusa looks around and she grabs two of the other demons she knows Crowley trusts: Tishmah and Joronwa. Tishmah is one of their seductive demons and Joronwa is sneaky.
"What do you need, Yachempusa?" Joronwa asks. They look up and down the halls to be sure no one else is coming. They know that Crowley trusts them because they're always alert and looking around to make sure they're alone.
"I need you, Tishmah, to the demon guards," Yachempusa says. "Mulon and Aebos are on Satan duty. The others lining the hall. The Angel guards have went with Michael and Heaven's torturer to the chambers."
"And me?" Joronwa asks.
"You're talking to Lucifer to see if he'll help us free Aziraphale," Yachempusa answers and the demon perks up.
Joronwa is a huge fan of Lucifer. They've respected the devil since he rebelled against the Almighty, God.
"Okay!" Joronwa replies eagerly, nodding their head. "We have to act fast. Aziraphale's pain tolerance is basically gone. Michael and the Torturer will grow bored soon. Tishmah, we have our jobs."
The two demons walk away as Yachempusa takes her post.
*******Satan stares at Joronwa as they step inside his cell. Joronwa looks at the chains that are hooked to Lucifer and to the walls. Hell's walls are why Lucifer hasn't broke free.
"Whoa," Joronwa murmurs. "I'm really here."
"And if you want to speak to me before the Angels return with Aziraphale, I'd hurry," Lucifer says. "You can be a fan another time."
"There is something in motion to get Aziraphale out of here and back to Earth," Joronwa says. "We were wondering if you'd help."
"They're coming back early," Lucifer says. "Go. I'll let you know."
Joronwa nods their head and flees. Lucifer watches as the Angels come not even six minutes later and they literally throw Aziraphale into the cell and slam it shut. Michael glances over at Lucifer and she looks... sad.
"I'm sorry that God put you down here," she says falsely. She just wishes he were in the prison bin Heaven with Judas. She turns to glare at Aziraphale, who bows his head, and she finally sighs. "Pain and psychological torture are useless now. Now, he will just rot." She leaves with the torturer.
Lucifer watches as Aziraphale pulls his legs up to his chest and winces in pain. "What did they do this time?"
"Oh, they brought a whip that was made by Hayyel," Aziraphale replies.
Lucifer winces. Hayyel is the Angel who makes any and all weapons for Heaven while Hell has Lafur. They hired Hayyel about two decades before Lucifer rebelled, so he does know how good those weapons usually are.
"I deserved it," Aziraphale murmurs and Lucifer watches him. "I'm a bad Angel."
"You're not a bad Angel," Lucifer says. "I was. Even Crawley was a good Angel. He just asked questions. God is just very peculiar. I rebelled. I failed. I was sent here. But people tend to respect me here or they stay away. If they call me Samael, I kill them. Trust me. You're talking to the actual Devil, Aziraphale. You're not bad."
"I am," Aziraphale says argumentatively. "I am." He buries his face in his hands.
Lucifer focuses and he sends some thoughts to Joronwa.
"I'll help you."
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Good Omens
FanfictionThis might consist of my own version of Season 3, which is taking way too long to come out!