Lucifer's POV:

The one who knew me annoyingly too well clasped her hands together and placed them on her chin.

And more annoyingly, her eyes glared at me, like she meant serious business.

" You don't know your name? Is that the truth, the Angel who fell from heaven?"

I nodded with a bit of concern over my life. She emitted an aura that I didn't like.

But she smiled that same smile which made my brain freeze again, with a bit of mischief mixed in.

" Let's get your name created, shall we?" She showed those pearly whites of hers.

" Oh no. I'm blinded. Oh no this is bad. JUST GET THIS OVER WITH"

I simply nodded, wondering what kind of weird name I was gonna get as I waited as she started to turn her head in all kinds of ways as if trying to get that thought out. 

After making me feel scared for my life in the next few moments, she stopped.

" You sure you fell from heaven, right? From where in heaven?"

" Heaven..." I whispered under my breath while looking at her dead in the eye. She looked at me with a slight bit of surprise and she whistled.

The look she brought out was one of pure evil.

" Oh no..." I the cogs finally began to turn.

" This is bad."

" Lucifer"

I whipped my head up with a look of panic, as I started to yell at her without any restraint, " HELL NO!"

" But,why not? You're like my guardian angel and you say you fell from heaven! Why not Lucifer!?" She threw her hands in the air with the expression," What am I gonna do with this guy?"

" I'm good! Not like that guy! And he fell for possible treason! Not for trying to protect!"

" Well you fell..." She stated. As if that negated all the counter facts that would agree to disagree with her.

But with a lot of pouting and persuasion in contrast, I finally obliged to her wish. " All right! Fine! I'm Lucifer from now on! Happy?"

" Why not? The Devil himself. For this airhead's smile."

She grinned, wide eyed once again and a part of me was also happy that I could satisfy her and got on the same track with this girl whose name I still didn't know.

" What's your name? Give me a name..."

But she was more than elated.

Her hands went to throw themselves hands around me as her mom kicked into the room with a plate full of cookies. " Snacks, anyone? I got cooki-" And the mother saw us and flipped a bit.

" OH! Sorry for the inconvenience! I'll leave you two alone!" Ms.Madison Jr yelped at her voice as she pushed me off the bed, taking my place and in the next second, I found myself sprawled on the floor and her scramped under her bed sheet.

I would say not in good way...

" Note to self: Target is found to be the shy type in groups."

" Go a-away mom!" She yelled in a loud voice from beneath the sheet which shook the fabric as it escaped as a mumble.

Her mom smiled at me warmly, placing the plate on the table before walking out the door with a giggle, winking at me as her daughter yelled again.

" AND KNOCK THE NEXT TIME!!"

" Why is she flustered?"

I looked at the plate filled with cookies and I reached out as I took out one and shoved it in my mouth, the first piece of food I ate after my not-so-dramatic entry into the Overworld.

" Holy f*cking shit this is good! WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE LORD DID SHE MAKE THIS FROM?!"

I dismissed all sense of my surroundings and drained myself in the bliss that these nuggets of dough gave me.

" MAYBE SHE'S ACTUALLY A WITCH WHICH SURVIVED?! OH MY GOODNESS THE NURSE HAD CLAIRVOYANCE!"

And after this joy-gasm played out, I noticed that the creature which creeped into the cot still didn't speak.

And after a few voiceless moments, she peeked out from the sheet when I called out to her.

" She gone?" She asked, her cheeks flushed with colour.

I nodded as I stuffed another cookie in my mouth with a " Mhh Hmm. These are good you know?"

" This is officially my favorite thing in the world."

And as soon as I said that, this ferocious beast reaped back and threw the blanket off herself as she pulled me up from the comfortable which I was happily on and slammed me onto the bed once again beside her.

While I couldn't help but notice that something about her had changed while she tugged on my shoulder.

" Do you accept the name given to you, Sir fallenfromheavenandgothitbyatruck?" She asked, her voice making me immediately want to say no right there and then.

" Why did you choose this name of all of them?" I asked her, as I somehow felt something plain wrong at that moment.

Like a voice at the back of my head warning me to not go down the path that was given to me.

Some sort of premonition of bad feelings that would lead to demise if not set straight.

" It suits you. You fell from heaven. Literally. And I ki-" She paused, stopping her lips from motion as if she had a sudden sneeze.

Still, even after a few seconds, she didn't move at all.

I mean, not at all. Like the sneeze was frozen and she was fighting in order to take it out.

" I had a bad feeling...but this soon?"

Feeling alarmed, I turned myself around the room and saw that it was silent. Too silent, the fan that ran with a whir that just settled in had stopped.

I heard the sound of footsteps approaching the opening nearby, as my body reacted before my mind and I walked over to the door and opened it.

Following those were my feet pacing towards the front door, where I heard the faint thud of feet grinding against the floor, as if the being behind it was in a confusion and was hesitant.

The legendary chef herself had just closed the oven, taking the last tray of godly food and was in the motion of placing it down.

Feeling hungry once I saw it, I helped myself to another piece and crunched it down.

" No taste..."

I felt like I was driven into a corner like a rodent and once the animal like instincts kicked in, I swiped a knife from the tabletop that was about 7 inches and walked towards the door.

As a cornered savage does, I began to retaliate against the force that would oppose me down.

I groped for the knob, twisting it and opening the door, feeling it happening right in front of me...

It was the Devil.

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