The Returned Assassin

Hell

Ever heard of the saying, 'I look like I've been dragged through Hell and back'? Well, that quite literally is me. Minus the back part, I can only hope I'll make it back. For Xavier...

Hell was a weird place, I never would've expected it to be like this. But, it was; it had people, just regular old people standing completely still all over a broken and dry land. The only thing they're doing is breathing, and occasionally blinking.

"They're all in their personal hell." Lucifer's voice says out of no where.

"Okay... where are we going? I can't see anywhere we could even go." I say raising an eyebrow, while turning my head. I only see rolling dry grassy hill covered in people just standing. It was eerie, how quiet and stoic the whole thing was.

"We are going to the city. We had to stop here, it has the weakest point in the veils between worlds." He says re-grabbing my arm and starts tugging.

"Dude. There is literally no place to go-" there is a gust of air when suddenly I'm surrounded by noise; growls, hisses, grunts, and occasional conversation. I look around to see a pitiful replica of New York City. There is a brownish red tint to the whole city as buildings crumble. "New York? Really?" I ask looking at Lucifer with raised eyebrows.

"Hey I didn't make it. Hell is a loose copy of Earth, where your most heavily dense places on earth is what break through. Like New York, or LA, or Tokyo and London." He says looking at me as if I was dumb.

"Well sorry I'm not a fücking Hell expert." I say with a glare.

"Watch your tone." He growls out. Demons around us steer clear at the sound of Lucifer's angered voice.

"Oh fück off you äss hole, I can-" a sharp stinging pain flows through my cheek. "D- did you just slap me?" I ask incredulously.

"I said watch your tone you stupid whore." He practically yelled.

"You shut the fück up you stank äss cöck sucking prick!" I yell back, my fist swinging. It connects with his face with a small crack, I smirk with satisfaction as I see his nose bleed.

"Oh that is it!" He growled. His hand wraps around my neck, blocking the oxygen trying to get to my desperate lungs.

"Lucifer. Let her go. She's got the information you need." Says a seductive voice coming somewhere around me. Lucifer lets go but back hands me, his ring cutting my lip. I taste the metallic taste before I spit it out and stand back up. Growling at the demons who became way more interested in me once they sensed my blood. I spin around to see Lucifer sucking the face off a beautiful woman.

"A succubus?" I say laughing once more before spitting again to get the last of the taste out. The two pull apart, Lucifer's shoulders are so tense it looks as if he was gonna break. Unfortunately, the female simply trails her hands over his shoulders and immediately he is calmed. I pout.

"So you are the infamous Moon's Assassin; the one who defeated Darkness and sacrificed herself in the process only to be given a second chance at life, yet she throws it away with another selfless act." The woman says with a sneer.

"Ah yes and you are- uh sorry who are you again? Oh-" I chuckled a bit meeting her black gaze. "Oh yeah you're Lucifer's whore." At my words I'm once again found with a hand wrapped around my throat.

"Sister, you heard yourself. Lucifer needs her." A deeper seductive voice says. I look over the Succubus' shoulder to see her counter part, an incubus. "She wants you guys to kill her. She's practically dating you too. Because if you kill her you'll never know what will kill you. And if you don't know you can't prevent it." The man says laughing a bit at the end. Lucifer groans before walking over I my struggle for life and rips me out of her grasp.