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Battery
The smell of burning flesh suddenly assaulted me, choking me; suffocating me.
“Luc-… ifer,” I gasped in horror.
“Sh, a few more seconds.”
My lungs shriveled without fresh air.
“Lucifer,” I urged breathlessly.
He let out an annoyed huff of breath.
He pulled his hands away from my skin, forcefully throwing my arm into my chest, and I felt mild relief then. I gulped down air rapidly, squeezing my eyes shut. The pain was overwhelming.
“You know, for an angel battery, you’re unbelievably weak.”
I watched him suck his fingers, licking the blood off his hands and wiping them on his shirt. My stomach turned with horror. I cradled my arm to my chest, grinding my teeth, seething with pain and anger. My eyes flooded with tears, hot with hatred and anguish.
It’s good enough for you, I thought.
Tonight, I was running away or I was dying.
The end game was always death. I knew that all along. And, I was ready to go.
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This one shot stems from a weird dream I had. Couldn't get Lucy out of my head for days so I figured I'd write something. Let me know what you think. Might turn this into a story someday.
Set after Season 12, after *redacted* comes to Earth 1 and kills *redacted* using *redacted's* body.
Rated R for a language, a little physical and emotional abuse here, and a little sexual violence there.
Thanks for reading!
“Luc-… ifer,” I gasped in horror.
“Sh, a few more seconds.”
My lungs shriveled without fresh air.
“Lucifer,” I urged breathlessly.
He let out an annoyed huff of breath.
He pulled his hands away from my skin, forcefully throwing my arm into my chest, and I felt mild relief then. I gulped down air rapidly, squeezing my eyes shut. The pain was overwhelming.
“You know, for an angel battery, you’re unbelievably weak.”
I watched him suck his fingers, licking the blood off his hands and wiping them on his shirt. My stomach turned with horror. I cradled my arm to my chest, grinding my teeth, seething with pain and anger. My eyes flooded with tears, hot with hatred and anguish.
It’s good enough for you, I thought.
Tonight, I was running away or I was dying.
The end game was always death. I knew that all along. And, I was ready to go.
-
This one shot stems from a weird dream I had. Couldn't get Lucy out of my head for days so I figured I'd write something. Let me know what you think. Might turn this into a story someday.
Set after Season 12, after *redacted* comes to Earth 1 and kills *redacted* using *redacted's* body.
Rated R for a language, a little physical and emotional abuse here, and a little sexual violence there.
Thanks for reading!