Her Deal with the Devil [Book 1] (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 17

"I won't let you have her," Lucifer growled.

"That's my line," X smirked. Making a fist, Lucifer punched X in the face. Taking the impact, X kept his smile. This only made Lucifer more pissed then he already was. "Would you like me to tell you how it feels to do an angel?"

"Bastard," Lucifer gripped X's collar as he yelled pulling his enemy towards him.

X chuckled, "Her insides were hot and wet, so lewd. I could believe she was an angel to begin with." Clutching his teeth together Lucifer couldn't believe want he was hearing. "Her sweet cries where so arousing, I could help but thrust into her."

"Shut up," Lucifer whispered.

"The way she called out your name for help. I will never forget it. I made sure she saw only me," he laughed.

"Shut up!" Lucifer yelled raising his fist in the air and punching X right in the face. Lucifer couldn't help but punch him again and again until his fist was covered in blood splatter. "I'll kill you!"

X laughed once more, "You can't kill me. I'm a God."

With a single punch, Lucifer put all his strength into. The moment Lucifer's fist hit X's face, X was thrown to the other side of the room, stuck into the wall. "I'm not done with you," he whispered taking a step forward towards X.

Lucifer

Lucifer's eyes widen as he heard his name being called. He knew the voice well. Turning away from X, he found Spirit with her head down. He was surprised at what he was seeing. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time. "He needs me?" her voice was shaking. Before his eyes he watched her pure white wings expand. Lucifer couldn't help but smile, thank god, thank god I didn't lose you, he thought.

He expend his arm out her for her take as she gave her a gentle smile, "Spirit!" he yelled, lifting her head she stared at him. It's alright now, he thought, take my hand. Let's go home. He watched tears stream down her cheeks and he could help but smile more gently then he already was.

Slowly her gentle crying face became hard as she showed fear in her eyes, "Lucifer," she cried.

As if time slowed down, Lucifer made a slow one eighty. As he did do half way make the one eighty he say a bright light and a white feather covering his view. His eyes widen in fear as he completed the one eighty. He held his breath. It felt like forever as time stopped. Large white wings covered his view, he never seen such beauty in his life. There, were the wings meet, the white feather began to change red.

"No," he muttered. Before him was Spirit, shaking, she stepped backwards towards him. Quickly he took her in his arm and held her. As gentle as he could he lowered himself down as held the tears. "Spirit, why?"

With a smile, "I knew you would come save me," she tried to laugh but it only made her cough out blood.

He felt this pain in his heart. Something he didn't feel in a long time. A feeling he didn't have since his father banished him to hell. He left the world was crashing down around, why, why would she do this? "I don't understand."

"I... I had someone... help me understand... this is not what I wanted," she coughed.

Taking her hand in him, "shh, save your strength."

"Lucifer... I... love you. I'm sorry," she said letting her tears fall down her cheeks.

"Don't talk. You'll be alright. You'll be alright," he squeezed her small hand as he bent his down and placed it on her forehead. Lucifer was trying everything not to cry, to just hold her for as long as he could. "Damn it," he whispered rubbing his forehead gentle against hers.

Her little hand squeezed his as she tried to speak once more, "Luc..." she never finished as her little hand had slowly loosen in his. Lucifer's lower jaw shivered, and the tears streamed down. Taking a deep breath, violently throw his head back as he let out a howling cry while squeezing Spirit's hand.

Lowing his head gently touched her cheek with his fingertips as if he was scared that she would disappear before him. "Spirit," he whispered. Lucifer's body felt like it was shaking, he felt so lost and alone. This was the first time he truly felt alone. The word alone was not enough for what he felt.

"Well, that's was not supposed to happen. Oh well, I guess it can't be helped," X's tone of voice sounded almost like he didn't care. As if Spirit's life didn't matter to him. The one person who gave him life, a second chance and he didn't give a damn. "She will be missed," Lucifer picked his head up to see X smiling, looking a Spirit still body. Slowly, Lucifer laid Spirit's body gently on the floor. "Is this were you get you revenge, how ironic," he laughed.

Stepping in front of X, Lucifer spoke coldly, "Yes, how ironic indeed." Lucifer forcefully trusted his fist into X's body. "Tell me," Lucifer watched X cough out blood, "what do you fear more than death?"

"I fear nothing," he said spitting in Lucifer's cheek.

"Not anymore," he smiled thrust his other hand into X. Slowly he pulled his arms away from each other stretching the wound. Lucifer took in the sweet pain cried bring him into a laugh. With all his might he torn X's body in half as he yelled over X's painful cry. "I'm not done with you yet! We still have eternity to go!"