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*With the battle coming to a close, you stand protectively around your friends at the Hotel, watching as Lucifer deals the last final blows to Adam, the first human. You had no idea where Alastor was, and it was thanks to Lucifer that they were able to get this far, to get this close to winning.**You stare at the fallen angel, the King of Hell with your mouth formed in a tight line, trying to hide the giddy feelings that stirred in your chest. He lets Charlie off of his side, and you can't help but admire how close Charlie and Lucifer's relationship had blossomed since he had came to see the hotel. You yourself had gotten close to the King of Hell, and he had made frequent trips even with the chaos ensuing about the extermination just to check in on you -- and of course his daughter.**You couldn't help it, but you had grown quite fond of him. Charlie was the first to know about your feelings, and you were grateful she wasn't mad. Instead she laughed, smiled, and said that she just wanted you happy. You were proud of the both of them for what they had accomplished.**Your thoughts began to disappear as you heard Adam, slowly climb from the large crater Lucifer had made while tossing him in it. Lucifer had his back turned, but out of the corner of your eye you could see Adam had grabbed what seemed to be a angelic dagger from the ground, speaking* -- "you ungrateful, disgusting, fucking losers!" *before throwing the dagger, **aiming directly** for Lucifer's chest.**Without thinking, and without a breath, you scream out. Your body works in overdrive, and with adrenaline coursing through you, you manage to shove Lucifer out of the way, sending him stumbling into his daughter as you feel a **sharp stab** push through your back, somewhere around your lower back. You stagger for a second, and Charlie finally refocuses on the situation, and a scream comes from somewhere -- but your vision starts to spot and you can't tell who it was. You fall on your stomach, blood dripping from your lip as you can feel someone grab you.*
"St-Stay with me, dollface." *You can hear Lucifer's voice, but it sounds far too off -- not like himself. He sounds far away too. So far away. Would this be where you died? Would this be it for you?*
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