Thread: Chaos Reigned(foxwriter/lady

RE Chaos Reigned Lucifer , the Lord Demon of the under-realms was standing in front of his mirror, applying the last touch of makeup and magic to his face. mostly it was a dark, smokey kohl but he was also applying makeup tot he scar that ran down his face, subtly making it softer, not as harsh. he was a vain creature after all, and he wore the scar with pride. the Angel who had done it, he had given it a prize, as far as he knew, that Angel was still in heavens history books, though there had not been an Angel who had laid strike against him since. it was a mark to be proud of, a single show that he wasn't as untouchable as people would think, something he showed off and he smirked at himself in the mirror, head tilted to make sure he looked perfect. one must look good for battle after all. he turned and looked at Wrath, his second in command and his best friend. though, he supposed he shouldn't think of the other man as Wrath, it was a title after all and Stryker had saved him in more ways than one over the years. Hmm. Virgins are much less interesting than sluts. at least sluts know what they're doing. Lucifer admitted. do you think i should wear the earring today? The Earring, was a symbol. it was the crystallized solid form of an Angel's soul he had captured eons ago and experimented with. the Angels despised it when he wore it and he usually only took it out for special battles. but, the herald call of a brand new Warlord Angel was a pretty special day so he smiled to himself and took out the box anyway and popped it open. it was a perfect dewdrop and glowed a heavenly blue color with white streaks of power. the soul inside, always straining to be free, swirling in it's special crystallized form. sometimes, when he was feeling particularly wicked, he would take it out and whisper her name, taunt her for letting him capture her. someday, he supposed, he might let her go.for now, he would slip the earring into his ear and wear her like the prize she was. Well. he mused, grabbing his Bow, his sword and his whip and headed for the doors. i never underestimate them Skylar, as you well know. he admitted, grinning as he touched the scar across his face. but, you know how dearly i adore a good challenge. he admitted. yes, the sooner this is done the sooner those asses can congratulate me. Lucifer huffed, wrinkling his nose. she will make a fair wife to be sure, i'm sure we would both be much happier though if we where not to get married. why must i listen to the generals again? he wondered to Skylar. i suppose i should birth an heir sooner or later, i am getting slightly on age. he grumbled, stepping between the realms with a barely a pause and stopped to stare at the Angel on the battlefield. beautiful. he wanted to add her to his collection. it wasn't often he was instantly ensnared like this. the Angel on his ear and the one who had marked him where the only two who had ever managed to truly catch his attention in his entire 3.5 billion years of life. he moved his hand, the harsh sound of hell speech was a bare whisper, but every Demon in this half realm heard and obeyed, sliding away from the Warlord with shrieks and growls and turned their attentions to the other angels, leaving the Warlord to the Demon Master. I would congratulate you on your advancement, Warlord. Lucifer said, handing his bow to Skylar. as i am sure you know who i am, i will not bother to introduce myself, though i do hope that you will grace me to the sound of your given name? he asked, a smirk playing his lips. a direct challenge to her. inviting her to approach and begin a fight that she woud truly have to work for.