It All Comes Falling Down

Waking Up

The big guy that Lucifer had managed to piss off cracked his knuckles and took a step closer to Lucufer, who took a step back. The guy quickly took two steps forward and swung his arm to punch Lucifer roughly in the face. Lucifer dodged and quickly caught the flying punch with his hand, a smart look on his face. Then he heard the sound of impact, and bent over holding his hand in his other hand. "BITCH!" He screamed in pain. The big guy was standing there smirking. Lucifer straightened up and cleared his throat. "Good sir, I think you broke my hand. And my pride. Now if you will excuse me..." He leaned down and picked up a rickety wooden chair. "I'll be going now." He said and swung the chair over his head, and bringing it down right on the smirking bastard's skull. He let go as it splintered. "I don't have health insurance, so that's for my hand." He growled.

That was really stupid. Really stupid. REALLY stupid. As Lucifer turned to go, the man with a bleeding head roared in anger and grabbed Lucifer by the throat, throwing him into a table. Lucifer gasped in pain as he was thrown into the table, cracking it in half. It splintered around him and he was in a daze as wood rained down on him.

That was when he realized it almost looked like glass exploding and showering down on him. That was when he blacked out.

Lucifer woke up with a skull splitting headache. With clouded eyes he looked around. .... Where in the Hell was he? He tried to see through the pain induced cloud over his eyes, but gave up staring hard at his grey fuzzy surroundings. He closed his eyes and let his other senses come to him. He was cold. He was lying down on something hard. He was lying on something cold also. It was pretty quiet, excluding the persistent buzzing in his ears and the distant talking that the buzzing basically blocked out. It smelled like urine and metal. He was sticky and in pain. After this kindergarten-worthy surrounding survey, he put on his big boy underwear and began to infer. The bar? Too quiet. A hospital? Not sterile-smelling enough. Was... Was he in jail? He opened his eyes and they were slightly less clouded. Yes, he was in jail.

Lucifer sat up on his elbows as his vision spun and his head pounded. Was this from all that alcohol, or from crashing into a table? He glanced down at himself. He was covered in bruises, and covered in blood. Was his trip into the table really that bad? No, it hadn't been enough to make him bleed this much. What time was it? He patted down his pocket only to find the square of his junky phone not in his pocket. Oh yeah, they must have searched him. He wondered why he was still in his clothes though. They must have wanted him to become conscious again before he had to be stripped.

Seeming to have noticed he was awake, an officer walked over. "Get up." They commanded. It was a round, angry looking women with a man's voice. Lucifer cringed away from this unsightly women, but slowly rose to his feet as his muscles protested in pain. His head spun and he almost fell over, but fell against the bars and took a deep breath, steadying himself.

The woman wound up having him strip his clothes and change into prison clothes. She sealed all his items in a bag labeled 'EVIDENCE'. Evidence for what? What had he done now?

Hours later, Lucifer was in an investigation room. He was leaning back in his hard metal chair, his arms crossed and his lips pressed right. He looked up as a cop cane in. A pretty girl... Accompanied by a bulky, tall, menacing looking man. Dud they really not trust him to leave him be with just one cop? Preferably the female. Oh wait, he knew what they were doing. They were trying out good-cop-bad-cop. No way in hell that was working.

Yeah, I know it's really short. I've just had the majority of this written for a while and it took me for ever to get to the point where I could send it out without leaving you completely hanging in the middle of a thought. I figured I'd gotten it long enough to give you all SOMETHING. I apologize for typos, I didn't have my buddies proof read this. -Suzumi