Post by Lucifer on Nov 9, 2011 19:47:37 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1029.photobucket.com/albums/y353/shockwavesyndrome/thisiswar.png);background-repeat:repeat-y;width: 450px;height:600px;] It was cold, freezing and most of all rather lonely in a dark cell. The only body that was contained within the cell was that of a nineteen year old male. He sat at the foot of his bed the shadows downcast his features. His head was bowed and his hands were laced together neatly in his lap and it looked as if he were mumbling words. It was close to that day, his final day. This was his last night of sleep, final. Everything final. There was no turning back from what he had done. "And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...--" He paused and lifted his gaze to survey the cell's surroundings. But there was nothing there it was just him and solitary confinement. "Do finish what you started young man. Don't stop on my accord that's if you really believe he's actually going to be here with you after what you did to your mummy and daddy." A voice mused and broke the silence. "Come now...as you walk through the valley of the shadow of death." The boy stammered with his words his eyes darting an ample amount of times, "I-I will fear n-n-n--" He swallowed hard he shouldn't be after all he was a murderer, yet he had no regrets but for some reason this voice made him highly uneasy. "You will fear no what? Go on finish, I want to be humored." And that was when he showed himself to the boy. The only thing that gave the cell any sort of light was a small narrow window. And now there was a figure casting a shadow. "Who are you? Tell me!" He demanded and cut his so called prayers short. "I am a new friend with a generous offer. I can look in to your eyes and you're only scared because I am unknown. But isn't it something when you're staring at the biggest evil that HE created." The room began getting colder with each passing moment. The presence noticed the boy began shivering profusely, "What if I told you I could get you out of here tonight?" "Why would you want to do that? And what do you mean biggest evil?" The boy answered almost eagerly, his features gave the most life they had ever been given since he had arrived at this filthy rathole of a state prison. Company...communication god he missed interaction. They cut him off from everything, he was lusting for the freedoms he had once had. "Because I need you as much as you wish for freedom. You see I'm nothing more then a mere presence right now. I need a container and you're perfect. We'll be one and I will show you what true power is. Anything you wish to destroy all of your desires, I will give them to you. All I need is a yes. Who I am well...haven't you ever heard the story of Morningstar? God. Our almighty father, now let me tell you something, how are our father's any different from each other? They both shunned us away, and your mother? Must I start on that little subject or do you understand me?" "....." The male was silent for several moments, his head lowered again and his expression he found had contorted in rage. So many fierce emotions that made his blood boil. He took a deep inhalation of breath before standing up, "Get me out, get me the fuck out of here. It's YES." If the presence had a set of lips right now it would have curled in to a deep and satisfied smirk. Lucifer had his new vessel, not true but this one felt like such an adrenaline rush. He was pleased, and as promised they vanished as one from the dark mirthless cell. ((This was not written by me but by my friend Candence who did so after she heard me talk about my idea for Lucifer’s vessel, yes I got fanfic!!)) words | tagged | misc |
