🍎chapter 110🍎

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(Lucifers pov)

I put on the white field uniform that's been in the back of my closet for ages.
Grabbing the angelic dagger and my phone.
They're only killing angels they see.
I'm going to kill as many as I can find.
The idea of killing lilith myself is starting to sound fucking amazing too.
As I make my way to the lobby, I hear a little sleepy voice.
"Papa?"
I turn to see azzie, holding her favorite doll as she rubs her eyes.
"Honey what are you doing up..?"
"I'm thirsty..where are you going.."
"No where important..I'll be back in time for breakfast, I pinky swear."
She looks incredibly tired, but nonetheless holds out her pinky, allowing me to lock mine with it.
"If you're still asleep I'll come climb into bed with you, go get some water and go back to sleep." I kiss her forehead and turn back, leaving the hotel.
I pull up my phone and read the messages.
25/50 angels so far.
Okay so we're half way there.
Most seem to be taken down in the lust ring.
Ozzies had the most sightings and attacks.
Is she trying to take down my best friend?
That bitch.

I spread my wings flying up to the top of a nearby building, watching the city of pride.
Normal crimes happening around me, but no angels.
I continue to watch.
They'd strike more at night right?
I sense something..
Turning as I pull out the dagger, an angel stands behind me.
"Oh look..the little kings getting his hands dirty."
The angel grins,
"You picked a bad time to be a traitor."
"Me? A traitor? I sin to save heavens gates. You're just a dirty sinner."
I laugh. "If you're so bothered by my life, then take a shot at ending it."
"I'm not scared of you."
I jump up, slashing at them,
"Gah!" They yell. "You motherfucker!"
We start fighting, a few more angels trailing behind me.
I take down the first one.
Theres 4 more.
Shit.
I've got this.
Wiping the blood from my nose I attack.
They're not well trained.
I knock one of their scythes out of their hand.
Stabbing the neck.
2 down.
3 to go.
I fly up, dipping down.
Stabbing another.
My dagger going through their skull.
Shit-! It wont come out!
I grab the scythe and twirl around decapitating the other.
Where's the other one?
I look around taking in all my surroundings.
What the fuck?
"FUCK-!" Im flung toward the edge of the building, a scythe up to my throat.
Fuck fuck fuck!
"You should've just obeyed. Lucifer. Oh wait. You're not good at that."
"Fuck you!"
"No. Fuck you."
I clasp my eyes shut.
Feeling the blade press into my throat.

I open my eyes as the angel falls to the ground, fizz standing behind the body.
"You are not allowed to tell ozzie about this."
He helps me up.
"How'd you know-.."
"I was out looking too, I saw a bunch of them up here and figured someone was in danger. But I cant fly and my arms only go so far. I'm sorry I took so long."
I hug him.
"You were just in time."
He hugs me back before we look down at the city.
I sit down on the edge of the building.
Fizz following.
"What made you decide to come out?" He asks.
"It's..kind of personal. You?"
"Same." He sighs. "I'll tell you if you tell me?"
I look at him.
"Gotta promise not to tell anyone."
"Pft. You know I would never."
I smile and we laugh a bit.
But that smile fades quickly.
"I was with al and.." tears form in my eyes. "Theres cuts all over his wrists."
Fizz looks at me.
"Ozzie has been staked out in lust all night. He wouldn't go to bed. And I went into his nightstand for the other dagger you gave him and found out his entire bottle of antidepressants was empty. I just got his refill last week."
I put my face in my hands.
"This is horribly effecting everyone." I mumble.
"Well we just got five?" He pulls out his phone. "And ozzie got three. So...?"
"33 out of 50." I say.
"Were so close.."
I nod. "We need to get out of here before more show up."
"Yeah and you need to get in the shower, you're covered in blood."
"Ew.." I stand up, spreading my wings. "Do you want me to take you home?"
"No, I'll call my limo."
"Alright..stay safe."
He nods.
I fly off, heading home before the sun goes up.

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