Double-crossed

Untitled Part 1

Everything happened so fast.

Lucifer and Marcus were at each other's throats, and the devil was actually winning...

Maze, in the struggle, whips out her hell-forged blade and stabs Lucifer's side. Lucifer is stunned and lets go of Marcus, looks at his demon in utter disbelief.

He pulls the knife out and then turns his gaze back to his General with a broken expression. But then his lips upturn and he just nods.

"Well played, Mazikeen," And hands her the blade. She stares in confusion and tears start to form in her eyes, realizing what she had done. Lucifer vanishes in the blink of an eye.

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He lands on the balcony of his penthouse, spent, bleeding all over his marble floors as he limps his way through the bathroom.

Clothes removed, he could see the nasty wound caused by the blade and tries to clean it up or stitch it. But he knows it's futile. He'll die in a few hours if he's lucky.

He puts on a bandage around his torso and puts on a shirt and finally sits, and rests his head on top of the couch. He would've wanted company but he knew he couldn't give them the satisfaction if he's this weak.

And if the situation could get any worse, Chloe barges in the penthouse and starts to berate him for assaulting Marcus. He lets the Detective reprimand him and doesn't make an attempt to defend himself because he knows she wouldn't believe him anyway.

He was standing the entire time from the moment she arrived, gritting his teeth to forget about the painful injury which was made worse by her presence.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Chloe's fuming mad as she continues her tirade.

Lucifer merely shrugs, because what else could he say?

Sorry for wanting to make sure you're alright? That you're safe?

Sorry for trying to save you from the first murderer who's using you as a means to an end?

Sorry, I let it happen in the first place?

In the end, he settles with the words, "I'll tell you what you want to hear," He says softly, "Sorry I kick Pierce's arse," He gestures with an air quote and continues "But if you're asking if I feel some remorse, then sorry to disappoint. He deserved it, and more."

The sound of her slap resound in the vicinity and Lucifer closes his eyes to try to dull his senses.

He probably deserves her wrath, he thinks, proceeds to nurse the afflicted cheek and tells her,

"Yeah, okay. I got the message. You'd rather believe I've lost my mind than trust me as your partner, who's been with you for two and a half years," He keeps his voice even, "But you're right, you can't trust me because I'm the devil. The devil cannot be trusted." He clenches and unclenches his fists and calmly continues, "Do whatever it is that you need to do, Detective. But, I am begging you to be careful because I won't be around to protect you this time,"

"You're unbelievable," She shakes her head in utter dismay and leaves for the lift, jabs on the buttons forcefully in a rush to get out of the place.

The cabin door closes and Lucifer almost lose his footing, having endured the pain as best as he can, but he rights himself at the last minute.

It won't be long now.

He goes to the balcony, sits in the corner, and sprawls his legs. He looks up to the sky and says,

"My wish is still the same. Keep her safe, and I'll be what you wanted me to be. You have my word, Dad,"

The devil closes his eyes as he draws his last breath and bows his head down. He knew he was back the minute the ashes fell on his suit.