The Devils Diaries

Pain

*400,000 years ago*

The floor was cold against her finger tips as she braced for another strike. 

The hilt of his sword came crashing down on her, making contact with her skull.  The sickening sound of her celestial bones cracking met her ears. 

"Never defy me again." The calm voice boomed filling the room. 

She starred at the ground, watching, waiting for the oh so pleasant darkness to surround her vision. 

"You will do as you are told or next time," The voice said to her to close for comfort, "I will end your life." 

Her muscles tensed and her vision dimmed. He wouldn't kill her. He couldn't kill her. She wouldn't allow it. 

The darkness came and she felt the peace within the black hole of nothing. The door slammed and then there was nothing. 

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Lucifer dusted her hands as she left the Dungeon, her face grim with disappointment. 

He didn't break, he didn't even crack. Diogenes will be a hard one to torture but... she hasn't had a challenge like this since the Aborigines started showing up. 

But even then she found a way to destroy them. 

Lucifer looked up at the fortress she called home. "I think," she said to herself, "I'll walk back today." 

The road back was long and had many tortured souls and demons through it but Lucifer liked it. 

As she walked ideas filled her head, trying to work out how to break him. Diogenes was a demi-god, that she worked out from the scarring on his back and the way he moved. His soul was brighter then most souls that wound up down here so that was a give away. 

Her question is how did he manage to end up in Hell.

Lucifer rounded a bend and came across a garden. The only garden in Hell. She stopped in her tracks and starred at the inviting entrance. 

She knew what the garden truly was and she had vowed never to use it again. Not after last time. 

The souls of the damned tended to drift here more as it is the only reminder they have of their once humanity but they could never get inside. 

Lucifer stiffened. What would it be like if things were different? What would it be like if she choose differently? Who would she be if she choose Her?

She could walk through the garden, she could see what it was like. 

But she stayed still and frowned. 

No. 

The garden was just a horrible message to her that she can never go back. That she is never welcome back. And that She never wants to see her again. 

Lucifer turned on her heel and continued up to the fortress. She hated that place with all her immortal being. She wished to burn it down and build a stature of herself in the bones of the ones she tortured personally. 

But she couldn't. The garden was to important and to magical. Fire could never harm it and only someone with a pure soul could even pick a leaf of one of the hedges. 

She stomped away from the entrance and passed the old wooden sign that was fading slowly as the years went by. 

The Garden of Eden - Home of Humanities Conscience 

The corner of her mouth tugged upwards as she remembered that day. The day She thought it was a good idea to let a snake in a garden. 

Eve was so much fun back then. The sound of her laugh filled Lucifer's ears and the old dance they had lingered on her toes.