Beautiful Fuck Ups

The Past - Enoch

Eight Hundred Years Ago...
Enoch's POV
Ducking, I automatically swing my left leg around and take out the person behind me before standing back up and taking a step forward, drawing my sword at the same time.

Lucifer chuckles at me from his dark corner as one of his minions step forward to be my next victim. I wipe the blood and sweat off my face as I swing my sword, frowning as I hear the vertebrae in the vampires neck sever. This is the final one, this is the final one. "My boy, stop. You're anger blinds you." Lucifer laughs at me.

Where the fuck was I? Who am I? What the fuck?! "Stop fighting!" Lucifer snarls. How do I know his name? "Why?" I shout, "why am I fighting?" I ask finally falling to my knees when I see not a single minion left. Sheathing my sword I look back at Lucifer but my blood doesn't boil like it did with the others. I didn't need to fight him. Yet. "You're an angel, like I once was. However, you've been sent to fill my shoes, since I broke His sacred rules," he rolls his eyes, and I furrow my brows. "Why am I sent in your shoes?" I ask standing, raising to my full height and I get the feeling that I was taller than most usually, however, we were the same height.

"Because I did something that's frowned upon. I went against my best friend's wishes, and I was damned, but I created the damned so, there's not much that can be done about that." He grins slyly. "I was revoked of my powers though. I was a taker. Death, if you will. Now, you fill my place. Obviously you'll need to report to one of us. Me." He states. I just level him with an impassive look. If what he's saying is true then I won't be reporting to him.

"What do I do?" I ask. He sighs and leans against the desk behind him, he places his right hand right in a pool of blood, he looks down at his hand, his blue eyes turning red, his almost white hair turning an insidious black and I notice that his incisors lengthen. He smirks at me before taking a long lick up the side of his hand, I take a step back in disgust, I barely had the stomach to look at the blood. He rolls his eyes as his features change back. "Being a taker means you can be all forms, you'll crave all the things those forms do, you better understand this now."

"You're lycan side and your demon side have a very high sex drive, it's a perk of the job, if you will, let's you off with having to follow all the laws. I'll help you get on your feet. You bring me souls and I help you out? Hmm?" He asks.

I know I was chosen for a reason and although I don't understand how'd I gotten here, I wasn't willing to put in any trust in this guy who was a self admitted sinner. No trust would be given. "No, thank you for the offer but I'll figure it out on my own, I do not wish for us to be enemies so please do not cross me. I understand, even in my confused state that we will need to work together." I say holding my hand out. He stares at my hand for a few minutes before he smacks my hand away and shoves me away.

"Stupid boy, you have no idea, the power I hold over your life. I'm going to kill the one you're destined to. I already know who she is and you don't have the slightest clue. Don't. Fuck. With. Me." Lucifer states calmly looking me in the eye. I snort. "No. I'm above you now. Know you're place. Boy."

He smiles maliciously before flashing his fangs at me. "I'm going to kill her, break her and make you watch." He says before rushing at me before I have time to unsheathe my sword, so I shift and the everything that follows is retribution.

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Hey guys, sorry if this was boring but I wanted to explain why Lucifer and Enoch didn't like eachother.

Thanks,
Dreams