The Devils Diaries

Diogenes Alexopoulos

Chains. That was all Diogenes could feel. 

Chains on his wrist, his ankles and neck. 

Link by link he was chained to the stone cold wall of the Dungeon cell he was in. 

The demons that dragged him here said he was luck but the looks on the other prisoners faces said otherwise. 

The cell was cold and wet and... sticky? Diogenes lifted his fingers and felt the wall. White sap like moisture covered the cracks and made small puddles on the floor. An off smell stuck to the sap causing his fingers to reek with the odor. 

Confused and tired Diogenes closed his eyes causing unwelcome memories to make his way to his eyes. A woman screaming, blood on the ground, a child lying lifeless on the floor, temples crumbling to dusts and the painful cries of his friends and family fill his ears. 

Diogenes slouched against the bricks, "Where did I go wrong?" 

"I don't think you asked yourself the right question friend." A voice from the shadows called. 

Diogenes lifted his head and tensed, "Who's there?" 

There was no response except from the painful screams of the other tortured souls around him. 

Diogenes sighed, maybe he was going crazy already. Oh Lord Zues what happened to you and your brethren?  

"Oh nothing happened to them Alex, you just saw a side of them together as one." The voice from the darkness whispered again. 

"Where are you demon? How do you read my thoughts?!" cried Diogenes jumping up from the floor. 

The voice laughed quietly to itself, each cackle sounding more corrupt then the last. 

"I am everywhere and no where child." the shadows sinister tone rung through Diogenes's head. He shivered, his skin plagued with goosebumps. The voice spoke again, quietly but almost as if it was in his ear. "I know everything Alexopoulos, son of Athena." 

Diogenes stumbled backward, hitting the stone wall and have the sticky white sap cover his back. "H..how..?" He stuttered.

"I know all child." The voice whispered again, this time a cold breath shot down Diogenes's neck and frost formed on his shoulder. 

Diogenes became paralyzed, from the cold or the fear he didn't know. 

"Your gods were never how you believed them to be." The shadow sneered, "Your Mother does not exist the way you might believe she does."

The child of Athena's heart rate rose to an alarming rate. 

"Your Mother is the mother of creation," the voice echoed through the shadows and around Diogenes's head, "She is God." 

Diogenes could no longer feel his spine and his mind was blank. No plans, no ideas, nothing. He became dizzy and his vision slowly faded. The voice cackling around his head. Diogenes slid down the stone cold, sticky wall before falling into a puddle of white sap on the floor. 

"Welcome to the Dungeon child." 

*A few hours later* 

A cold splash of water and the crashing sound of a tin bucket was what Diogenes woke to. He bolted up and became tangled in the iron chains. A faint chuckle echoed around the cell, "Good morning little Greek." cooed the familiar voice. 

Diogenes flinched, Not her, anyone but her. He looked up and shivered. 

There she stood, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. Wearing a crown of black thorns and black robes that glittered with small specks of gold, she looked terrifying. 

"Looks like someone is happy to see me." Lucifer sneered as she sashayed towards him. 

Diogenes scrambled to his feet and braced himself again the wall. This was it. He might be dead but this demon of a woman was going to kill his soul. 

"Aww look at you. Your scared of me." Her psychotic smile crossed her lips, "You're cute when you're scared." Lucifer ran her hands up his body, across scars and muscles. 

"Tell me little Greek, what was the cursed reason you came to be in my kingdom? A fight? Betrayal? A long life as a thief? Tell me." Lucifer's eyes glistened with gold and red. 

Don't look at her she's trying to manipulate you! Diogenes screamed into his brain. 

But he looked, and he was mesmerized. Her eyes were a sea of changing colours that varied from the brightest yellow to the darkest brown. Swirls of reds, golds, pinks, purples and blues faded in and out. With every blink, the pattern changed. 

Diogenes lost control of his body, his hand gently cupped her cheek and his other hand rounded her waist. Pulling her closer to him, he noticed more details of the Devils beauty.  Aphrodite might be the goddess of beauty but this woman here is stunning. 

Diogenes closed his eyes but instead of darkness he was met with her  face. His eyes shot open and he pushed against Lucifer, causing her to stumble slightly back. 

No I won't become that. I am better. I will find a way to see you. 

"So that's it." Lucifer cackled. 

Diogenes starred in confusion.

"The reason you only committed 6 of the 7. Your fatal flaw. Of course why didn't I notice." Lucifer's multicolored eyes moved slowly up and down his body. "Oh yeah, that's why I didn't notice." 

The white sap became stickier then Diogenes remembered on his back. 

"It's okay little Greek, I'll have you breaking that little issue of yours soon." Lucifer slurred seductively, but the psychotic look in her eye made the sentence less pleasurable. 

Lucifer launched her body at Diogenes causing him to trip and fall to the ground. Lucifer landing on top of him, mounting him. Her sharp nail stroked the defined muscles of his stomach, moving up and down his torso fluidly. 

Lucifer moved her arms up from his chest, to his shoulders and then to his head letting her fingers dance through his hair, leaning down against him ass she went. "Don't worry little Greek, I will only hurt you a lot." 

With that Diogenes let out a painful cry as Lucifer dug her nails into his head. 

"Now I want you to listen closely little Greek," She whispered harshly into his ear, "We are going to play a fun game I like do call, Do exactly as I say or I'll tear your soul to shreds." 

Diogenes froze in fear and did exactly as she said. 

Never saying anything but scream of pain and fear. 

The perfect music for the Queen of Hell to dance to.