Luci prologue

LUCI ☠️
🧚 The Fallen Angel 🧚
{Mated to a heavenly tyrant!}

Prologue:- Lucifer’s banishment!

Written by: Racheal Dennis.

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Narrator’s pov

Thousands of years ago!

Large dark clouds moved furiously in the sky, heavy and deep rumbling sound blast the earth.

Animals ran about in great despair, stumbling and falling, stomping and fighting for ways to survive the raging storm.

Birds flee from tree branches, flapping their wings swiftly to get away from the unknown wrath.

Trees swaying furiously, causing disastrous whirlwinds. It’s very obvious, nature is angry, heaven is unleashing it’s anger and grievances upon the earth.

The gates of heaven opened and a being was cast down, causing a earthquake.

A very deep, angry and thunderous voice echoed in the lands.

*And I banished thee from heaven’s abode!*

The being casted down gro-ned in pain, he glared at the dark clouds.

*Ye shall roam the surface of the earth… and thou shalt meet thy mate in hundreds of millennials years!*

A lightening lashed on his back, accompanied by a loud thunderclap…he scre-med loudly in great pain.

*Thou shalt find pleasure inflicting damnation on people! From this day henceforth..hatred is carved in thy heart!*

He folded his l-ips in teeth, as another lightening lashed on his back h-rder…this time, inflicting a deep cut on his back.

*Ye shall be striped off everything holy…for thy heart shall constantly be troubled!*

He tried to get up, but another lightening hit his back and he fell back on his face…a deep and painful growl erupted from his throat.

*Thy name shall no longer be called Lucifer, ye shall be known all through the lands Satan the devil!*

Lashes upon lashes lightening continuously lashed on his back, causing him to scre-m in an agonizing pain.

With each lash, the pain increased.

*I pronounced woe upon woe unto thee*

Soon, the lightening stopped lashing on his back, the voice talking vanished and it’s all silence!

Lucifer shook his head, he grabbed a rock in front of him…using it as a support, he got up with great difficulty.

“No! No! I’m innocent! My Lord, do thy servant justice!”

He coughed out blood.

“My Lord, thy servant beseech thee! this is injustice, thy servant seek justice from thee…”

He coughed and spout blood.

“…I’m innocent, lord I’m thy humble servant..I dare not do such…cast me not from thee, I beseech thee.. I’m innocent!”

Nature stood still as his voice echoed back at him, there was total silence.

He lifted his head and gazed at the dark clouds, he watched the clouds slowly turned white.

“No~o~o~o~o~o!” He roared loudly in frustration.

His heads fell dejectedly, his muscles relaxed and fell on his knees.

“I mustn’t forgo this, I mustn’t forgo this!” He vowed.

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1927 (Thousands of years later)

Greece…!

“Master! Master!”

The maid rushed into his chamber, her hands shook and her l-ips quivered in great panic.

She fell on her knees, bowed her head and hided her face from him.

“Master! Bad news!” she cried.

He got up with deep frown lines on his forehead, his eyes squinted at her trembling figure.

“What has happened?” He asked.

“Mi.. mistress, she’s…”

His heart skipped at once, he sprang off his chair and str-de towards her.

“Speak! What has happened to your mistress?!”

“She.. she..”

“Speak fluently! Or….”

He left his words unfinished as he opened his hand and a small dagger appeared, he flaunted it in face.

The maid’s eyes w¡dened in utter despair, she gulped nervously and nodded quickly.

“Please have mercy and spare my life, master….”

“Then speak!!”

“I swear on my mother’s grave… it’s never my thoughts to wish mistress ill-luck…”

“Just speak!!!” His voice thundered.

“Yes, yes”

He stared at her impatiently, she raised her head a bit and stared at his feet while she spoke.

“The midwives couldn’t save her, they….”

She choked on her words when she didn’t see her master’s legs no more, he’s teleported from there.

She breathed in great relief.

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“Master!”

The midwives greeted him and quickly bowed when they felt his presence, he ignored them and walked straight to the bed.

“Master!”

His most trusted aide greeted him, but he also ignored him and sat on the bed.

He took her hand in his, he felt her pause and narrowed his eyes.. they are slowly turning red.

“Why can’t I feel her breath?! Why is she so cold?! And blue?!” He asked in a deadly calm voice.

None of the midwives uttered a word, they wouldn’t speak a word for fear of their lives.

“None of you dare speak a word?!” He asked again.

But they are still silence, they are all taking sneak glance at each other.. silently fighting on who’s gonna speak first.

“Master asked a question, speak and your lives will be spared” his aide said.

One of the midwives touched her head on the ground, she crawled closer to him.. though she’s still in a safe distance.

“Ha..have mercy on us, master” she stuttered. “W-we.. we tried our best but.. but we.. she…” she doesn’t know what to say.

He slowly turned away from the mistress, he glared at the midwives with his flaming eyes.

They were all suddenly lifted off the ground, their hands flew to their necks and they began struggling.. as if they are struggling to get away from someone.

He clenched his fist and they began choking, they were jerking as though someone blocked their air lungs.

“Filthy bunch!” He growled lowly.

He clenched his fist tighter, his shut and the midwives stiffed as though they were status.

“Useless creatures!” He opened his eyes and released his fist.

Their bodies slumped down, he turned back to the mistress and touched her head.

“Master, do you wish to resurrect mistress?” His aide asked.

“Silence!” He snapped at him.

He cut a small potion of his flesh, causing him to bleed. He quickly feed her his blood, before the cut would heal up.

He waited for a few moments, but got no reaction from her.. he frowned…

He thought maybe he didn’t feed her enough blood, he cut himself again and feed her another potion of blood.. but still no reaction.

“Master, she…”

“Shall I feed her more blood?” He asked.

He stared at his hand, he’s surprised his blood is not working.

“Forgive my impudence, master, but I’m afraid she is dead” his aide said.

“Impossible, I fed her my blood.. or shall I feed her more?”

His aide stared at the mistress, he frowned when he understood something.. he quickly bowed.

“It’s the curse, master”

“The curse?”

“Yes, master”

He recalled the scene of his banishment, those words replayed in his head.. and his eyes turned red.. scarlet red!

Anger and betrayal flashed in his eyes, he balled his fist and clenched his jaw.

“I mustn’t let it be true, I mustn’t let it happen!”

He reached for a small heavenly dagger, his aide’s eyes grew wide and he held HIS hand.

“Master, you mustn’t use this dagger, your wound shall take time to heal”

He snatched his hand from his aide’s grip and cut his flesh.. he opened her mouth and poured enough blood in.

He blinked when he didn’t get any reaction, his chest rise and fall rapidly as he breathed heavily.

He looked up and growled loudly, the wh0le chamber shake at his deep growl.

“This is injustice! You are being unfair! Punish me and spare my mate! She’s innocent, I beseech you.. she’s innocent!”

But she still remained unmoved, he growled again and started stabbing himself with the heavenly dagger.

“Stop, master, please stop”

“I shall die with her, she mustn’t die alone!” He roared.

“Master, you’re immortal… ”

“Be quiet!” He yelled.

He fell on his knees when he’s done stabbing himself, his blood has formed a small pool underneath him.

But there’s no wounds on him, his wounds are perfectly healed.

“We shall move from this place” he said.

“Whence shall us go from here?”

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2021 (present day)….(Ninety-four years later….)

Los Angeles… (City of sin)

“Master” Caldwell, his most trusted aide called.

“Caldwell, I have been telling you this for many years now…” he said.

He stood facing the big glass window, with his hands perfectly folded behind him.

“… we are in the 21st century already, there are no masters and servants…”

He turned to Caldwell, he tapped his right shoulder and looked him in the eyeballs.

“… address me as Mr Bright”

“Yes, master…”

“Hmm?”

“Mr Bright”

He tapped his shoulder again. He walked away from the window to his chair, he sat down and stared at a necklace laying on the table.

“Why did you come for me?” He asked Caldwell.

“Er.. I think it’s high time we went back, we need our king back to keep things in order”

He didn’t respond to his words, his eyes simply remained focused on the necklace.. he picked it up and frowned.

“Mr Bright, we don’t know how long we can hold on without you”

There is a long moment of total silence, he clenched the necklace in his hand.

“It’s not yet time”

“But Mr Bright…”

“Any news from Carling?” He interrupted Caldwell.

“Yes, she found him”

He nodded in affirmation, he dropped the necklace back on the table.

“Good! Let’s pay Robertson a little visit!”

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St Paul’s cathedral

*….sin, the world is so sinful. Be careful of whom you associate with, for the devil lives among us…*

“Hey, Lanie!”

Gabriella nudged me.

Gabriella or Gabby, as I usually call her has been my childhood friend, since as long as I can remember.

We both came to the convent together and we are being taken care of by father Reed.. we consider each other sisters.

I ignored her and pretended as if I’m so focused in the sermon, but I know she’s not gonna let me be.

*…we are the salt and the light of the world. Let us shine our light and give Satan no room to overcome the world, it is written….*

“Laniee!” she dragged my name.

“What?” I finally gave her my attention.

After all, I was beginning to get bored of this same old gospel.

“Father Reed is repeating yesterday’s sermon” she said.

Oh… she’s also thinking what I was thinking, but we’re still in the convent..she shouldn’t say things like this.

“I wish he could just change his gospel..he keeps preaching the same gospel over and over again”

“No, he’s not.. yesterday he said we should be diligent in doing the work of God and shouldn’t chase after worldly pleasures” I quoted father Reed’s words.

Gabby rolled her eyeballs.

“He meant the same thing, he only changed the words today”

“No, he didn’t mean the same thing.. I have told you to pay attention during gospel time, how are you gonna spread the word of God like this?” I scolded her.

“Oh, I know the word more than you… ”

Father Reed cleared his throat from the pulpit, we snapped our heads towards him.. he’s eyeing us warningly.

“Sister Melanie and sister Gabriella, please step out and wait for me in my office” he said.

We both got up, everyone’s eyes are on us, which I’m quite used to since this is kinda a normal routine for Gabby and I.

“Yes, father” we both replied.

Then we quietly walked out. On our way, Gabby threw an arm around my shoulder and whispered to me.

“I guess we were too loud just now”

I gently pushed her away.

“Tell me about it”

She laughed at my frustrated expression, while I sighed.

“Why do I keep getting in trouble with you?”

“Because you love me”

“You wish” I huffed.

Gabby is sent to me by the devil, she always disturb and get me in trouble everytime gospel is going on.

And I also wondered why I can’t resist her temptation, I always give her a listening ear.

“What do you think father’s gonna do to us this time?” She asked me.

I stared at her and smirked mischievously.

“He might make you wash the toilet!”

“Nope! He won’t make me do that”

“Then what do you think he’ll make us do?” I asked.

Gabby sighed, then shook her head and held onto her rosary tightly…she closed her eyes and looked up to the sky.

“Let’s just say, if the Lord have mercy on us we might just be late for school or…”

She tore her gaze from the sky to me, she grinned in a mocking manner.

“… we are gonna miss school today” we both concluded.

We shared a short laugh.
It’s true, father Reed is gonna cut off our ears with his words today.

I just pray the Lord will save us from him today!

To be continued.

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