The Morningstar Prince (Hazbin Hotel)

The Show Must Go On

When Charlie had called him Lucifer had been ecstatic, his daughter reaching out to him again so soon felt like a miracle. To him it showed that their relationship was improving and that filled Lucifer with hope; However that hope would soon wilt into nothing...

Because she told him something that threw his entire world upside down, that made him question his own reality.

Samael was an Angel...

His son...the boy he had raised with Lilith...the kid he saw as a prodigy...the young man he loved with all of his heart even if he didn't know how to show it...

Lucifer didn't know what to think, how could this have happened? What was Heaven trying to do...what was his father trying to do? Why had they made Samael an Angel, what could they possibly be planning.

But even as those thoughts started to dominate his mind, even more so did his worry for Samael. He had found it extremely traumatic to suddenly be cast from his position and turned into a Fallen Angel, he imagined it must have been similar for a demon to discover that they had the power of an Angel.

While their scars may have been different, they were scares all the same.

So when Charlie told Lucifer about what happened he wanted to help Samael, wanted to show his son that everything would be okay, that his dad was here to help him.

But he didn't know how to do that; So all he did was find himself standing outside of his son's office door rooted in place, fear wrapping its arms around him and welcoming him like an old friend, joined by its companion, shame. Both feeling's created an overwhelming cocktail of emotions that Lucifer struggled to fight against.

But he had been urged to come here by his daughter, and even outside of that Lucifer wanted to talk to Samael, to comfort him like a father should do...

Taking a deep breath, he flexed the brim of his hat and reached out to the

door and with a single rap of his knuckles a knock rang out through the hallway around him. He flinched slightly at the sound but wasn't going to get discouraged now. He was going to help his son through this no matter what.

However, after nearly a minute he hadn't gotten a response, Lucifer biting his lip as he hesitated on whether he should try to knock again or if he should wait. He couldn't let his resolve crumble this early, so sucking it up, he reached out to knock again.

Just as his knuckle wrapped on the wooden door it unlocked with a loud click, opening slightly with a tint of red, Lucifer watching it tentatively for a moment before peeking inside.

Samael was standing opposite of the door behind a large mahogany desk, his face looking out onto Pentagram City through a window that stretched far above him. His back was turned away from his father yet his voice radiated throughout the room, "Unfortunately, We'll be cutting this meeting short now, as I have a visitor..."

Samael's voice lingered, his head twisting to send a look over his shoulder. His crimson eyes caused a streak of pain in Lucifer's heart...

Because in Samael's eyes, all he saw was himself...

"But I expect you all to be there at the next meeting, am I clear?" Samael commanded.

Lucifer finally noticed that Samael truly wasn't alone, in a semi-circle on the other side of his desk 3 magical portals rested inside of which Lucifer could see 3 of the sins, Belphegor, Leviathan, and Satan.

Each giving out their own form of acknowledgement to Samael of his wishes, Samael acknowledging their answer with a swift nod of his head he said, "Dismissed."