RAVIA

Entry 29: Provoke Not the Devil

"But it is relevant. Because is and was is the difference between time standing still, and time moving forward."
- Jay McLean -

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"Okay," said Lucifer as he stood before Abbadon. "You think you're strong enough to fight me?"

"I'm positive that I am," replied Abbadon.

"Alright then," said Lucifer. He then beckoned at Abbadon. "Come at me with your best shot."

Ravia stood between Sergei and her brothers as she watched along side them for the start of the fight. She was buzzing with excitement, she wondered how she contained it all. She looked at Sergei and saw that he stood next to her looking...bored? She glanced over at Sebastien then Beel and said, "I think this is where we queue the music..."

Sergei yawned while Sebastien and Beel laughed.

"What's so funny?" Asked a confused Ravia.

"This fight won't even last long enough for you to even queue any music," answered Sergei.

Ravia looked at all three of them. "Why do you say that?"

Sergei patted her shoulder and pulled her towards a long bench. Her eyes widened at that. There were benches in...wait a minute....where the heck where they? Ravia took notice of the place they stood. She saw grimed covered cobblestoned flooring and the dark, misty atmosphere. She looked around and saw more benches, fire torches that stood as street lamps, wilted trees and grass, black silk petaled roses... Huh?

Her brothers walked over and sat with them. Ravia turned to Sergei and asked, "Are we in hell and how did get here?"

"Yes," grunted Sergei in reply.

"Trans-dimensional shift slash teleportation," joined Beelzebub. "Hell doesn't look so gloomy though. This is Abaddon's doing; always morbid and shit but I gotta give him props it does looks good in a macabre way."

Sergei and Sebastien nodded in agreement.

"If you want to know what hell really looks like....um...picture Las Vegas combined with New York but with fire and brimstones," said Sebastien.

The place really looked cool in a dungeons and dragons kinda way.

"Cool," replied Ravia, amazed as she leaned back with her arms folded. She then said to herself mentally, I need to learn how to do that when all this ends.

Crack!

Ravia looked up in time to see her father toss Abaddon in an abandoned building, the walls crumbling around. She watched as Abaddon climbed out of the rubble, his left ATM hanging limp at his side. He reached out and with a strong grip, he slipped his arm back into place with pop. If he felt any pain no one could tell due to annoyed look on his face.

"I hate when you do that," he said to Lucifer.

Lucifer laughed as he absently checked his fingernails for nonexistent dirt. He looked up with a smirk. "I know."

Abbadon lips curled into a frown. He flew up and head straight at Lucifer, his balled into fists. When he was close enough, he started aiming punches which Lucifer laughingly dodged.

"I guess you don't learn," laughed Lucifer. " I'm sure I have told you on many countless occasions that I don't believe in fisticuffs and I will not fight with you in such wild and uncouth manner."

Abaddon for the first time smiled as he brandished a short sword that had hung at his waist and stabbed Lucifer below his heart with it flew back out of his way. The sword still embedded in his body.

"I got that sword from Uncle Michael the last time I saw him," explained Abaddon. "Said it does damage to angels and technically, you're still an angel. Nevertheless a fallen one at that."

Ravia unlike her brothers and fiance found the fight between her father and Abaddon very fascinating. She couldn't wait to see what happened next. She looked back at the others as they talked about the best battles they have fought as if there wasn't a fight going on. With a shrug, she turned her attention back on the fight.

Lucifer took a hold on the swords hilt and quickly pulled it from his body, the wound closing up as it healed. He held up the sword and tossed it between both hands. He grinned and looked at Abaddon. "And you actually believed that this would actually work on me? What a fool you are..."

"Alright," continued Lucifer. "Since you're going to start pull punches and act dirty. Let's turn this up a notch shall we."

Lucifer green eyes lit up turning a darker green looking almost pitch black. Black feathered wings sprouted from his back and the suit he was wearing was changed into a brown, leather  vest like tunic and pants. His feet was void of any form of shoes. He stood barefooted, slightly raised above the ground.

Abaddon took a few steps back, his body now covered in grey, misty aura then flew up and went straight for Lucifer, striking him with lightning. Lucifer then strikes back beating Abaddon with calculated strokes. Abaddon fell on the ground, his body covered in poisonous black feathers. He stood up, preparing for another strike but Lucifer was too quick for him. Lucifer aimed burning lava at Abaddon which pealed off his skin. Ravia found this really fascinating because whenever Abaddon's skin peaked off, it immediately heals but then it is pealed off again with each blow of burning lava. That was what you called torture. You could see in Abaddon's eyes that he was feeling pain. But he was a trouper alright. He knew how to bare the pain.

Abaddon was able to get in another blow at Lucifer by striking another bout of lightning into same spot in which he had stabbed him. But that barely did anything. You could see the difference in power between the two. Lucifer was obviously the stronger of the two. Lucifer rained down strikes with a vengeance that would please Ares himself. As he was about to land another blow everything stood still. Lucifer stood like a statue of Spartan soldier beating a fellow warrior into submission. Abaddon laid still on the ground, his arms raised to protect himself.

Ravia stood confused until she saw Samael walking towards the two.

"I think that's enough," he said. "I believe Abby is over with his temper tantrum and has learned a valuable lesson."

Samael touched Lucifer, unfreezing him. He then watched as his father undid his transformation, now back to normal, dressed in his familiar tuxedo suit as if weren't fighting before.

Samael knelt beside his elder brother and unfroze him too. Abbadon lost his transformation and reverted back to the similar style as that as Lucifer's.

"I believe there's a moral to this," said Samael. "Never provoke the devil. He'll get really angry as you can see."

He then helped Abaddon to his feet and smiled. "I've got to give you props brother, the fight lasted longer this round."

Abaddon smiled.

"Come on Ravia," beckoned Sebastien, who along with Sergei were now standing. Beelzebub already walking towards Lucifer. "It's time for you to officially meet your brother."

And together with Ravia's hand in Sebastien's and Sergei trailing behind, they joined the others.