Drunken Nights

Erik watched Nat with an ache in his chest, the memories flooding back and this feeling of self-consciousness was breathing down his neck while he looked at Nanala whose eyes shone so bright, she had this light like the sun and Erik wanted to stay under it, to begin again with a full confession. Nanala watched his every move, she bit down on her pink pouting lips with those crisp white teeth, her fingers fidgeting with her cream jumpsuit, painting the deep green leaves with her fingers, her hair fell down her back and her mind was on 'what next', beautiful but different from Nat; Nanala eyes held a sense of innocent and dependant with a hint of mischievous while Nat's seemed like she knew everything, even words unspoken, and he knew that after what he has done, Nanala was only one to save him.

He ghosted her with a gentle gesture like he was approaching a wounded bird, then he presented his hand to her and held his breath. For a few seconds, he thought she would shy away from his presence because all he knew was prey and hunter, but she didn't. She took his hand and a pure smile settled on his cheeks.

He spun the ginger around to watch her hair flow through the air like red petals. She let out a giggle, which made him see a glimpse into their future. He pulled her close and prepared himself for what followed.

"I know nothing about you," she whispered into his three-piece suit. "Why is it I am not afraid?" she asked in a whimper of a voice. "Why does my mind keep coming back to you?" They looked into each other's eye 

"It's fate, my love," he said, just over a whisper into her hair of fire. 

"What are you? Why do you need me?" she asked, he dreaded to hear.

"I wish I could tell you what I am but you are not ready" he looked down at her, moving her to sit once more "but I need you to take my throne back, my mother…" he couldn't let the words fall from his mouth because that day came flooding back, he was so alone, so hurt, until he felt her hands on his own "Mother tricked me into giving up my throne, she used me to avenge her after Father kicked her out of heaven, I flew there to get her throne back but while I was gone, she took my throne and banished me to earth to die" he looked at his hands, flashes of past, his hands painted in vital "but a kingdom can't be run without its king, that alone is the only thing that keeps me strong but my power weakens and me with it." He finished looking into her eyes, except disgust, but all he got were tears.

She pressed her hand against his chest. "What are you?" she whispered, his eyes turned scared at the question "I cannot risk my life without the answer" Erik looked at his hands again. 

"I am the Devil'' he whispered over a hush as Nanala's eyes grew wide.

Nanala shook her head in disbelief, the man that sat before her, this man who was scared of the very question of being the devil himself "you can't be" she stood and moved away from him like he was a disease, he grabbed his chest at the sight of it and Nanala fell to his side immediately, placing her hand on his chest "are you ok…" she didn't know why she cared for this horror but she did. 

He whizzed a silent "I…" but a slam sounded in the cabin, Erik shot off with a very worried Nanala behind him.

Nat and Hela were wrapped in each other arms, stumbling in place with two bottles of spirit juice in each hand, Nat could barely see straight while Poppy and Jasper sat on the couch glaring at the two drunks, Hela let go of Nat, ran and jumped onto the coffee table, pulling out more bottles for who knows where:

"so" she let her eyes scan the room "anyone want a drink?" Nat raised her bottle while leaning against the couch.

She jumped down giving Poppy a kiss on the lips then ruffling Jasper's hair a bit before turning on some music and dancing while Nat tried to join in, even if she couldn't see straight….

And the night went as follows.

They sat around the table all swaying from side to side, Nat looked down at her hand and then up to the awaiting flames of Lucifer's form: he sat as tall as the roof, horns curled while his black hair fell like ringlets around his black eyes which was pulled in smirked, he grinned before slamming his hand onto the table, Nat laughed slamming down her royal flush and dancing as she grabbed the pokey sticks from the table and made out with Hela, who blushed next to her while Lucifer pulled Nat away from his sister…..

Next, she found herself standing on the couch singing karaoke, Hamilton of all things, and Hamilton does not sound good sung by a drunken woman who doesn't know the words or how to rap. She turned to her lying friends who sat with their hands waving back and forth, back and forth, back and forth until the ground came towards her and fell face first into darkness…..

Next, she woke up to Jasper's head on her lap and a sad song sung by some sad excuses for voices, she looked to see Poppy and Hela singing with tears in their eyes, holding each other for physical and emotional support as they tried to hit all the high notes. She shook her head and sat up, scamming the room for Lucifer and Nanala only to find them draped in each other's arms, forehead or forehead, in their beautiful world with music only they could hear and the world slowed down from its spinning motion of drunkenness, and her buzz was killed immediately, with it came the realization why she wanted to drink in the first, to forget, she softly moves Jasper head onto a pillow before grabbed another bottle and slipping on Lucifers big leather jacket disappearing out into the night.

The woods seem deeper and darker than earlier, the tree gave her a sense of calm and the night a sense of safety, she always loved the night, to be in utter complete darkness with only the sound of her pocket watch ticking away the hours, the souls of other leaving this life, she stumbled through the path, made by past people walking through and the only sound was her sloppy footsteps, to be welcomed by the clear night sky and glittery lake below it; she stumbled to the edge and took a big swing of Spirit juice before dancing along the edge of the water, she pushed the water with her foot as she swirled around trying so desperately to forget everything.

When a growl sounded behind her, a breath caressed her back and the sound of heaving followed it, she slowly turned to face the monster that stood behind her only to find Fire, Brimstone, and Fluffy looking down at her with those big teary eyes, whimpering responses and she threw her head back laughing before giving the hellhound a big unbalanced hug their noses sniffed its way through her hair before licking her face with affection, she struggled away from the babies, looking for a log when she found one, she managed to pick it up and throw it away towards the woods and they ran after it; she stood back to watch the dog disappear in the woods.

Before she knew what was happening, she was a knockout, and all that was she heard was a dangerous growl from her babies. A soft whimpering followed before everything went dark.

With her head hanging low and her eyes focusing on the floor that flow into a pit that looked familiar, obsidian and lava, she tried to pull at her arm but they were tied into a plank and her mouth was gagged, pain crossed her brow as she tried to feel the atmosphere in the room but got nothing, she looked up to see the stairs of throne which sat under a crown of brimstone, just like her dreams. 

She glanced up into a mist-black sky, cells cluttering the walls and struggling hands reaching out, clanging the metal, her eyes fell on the throne which sat empty but the tortures chained figure still stood behind it, she moved only to feel a piercing to the side of her neck, Nat turned to find two orcs standing straight and tall as if at attention, they face formed and deformed causing Nat stomach to turn, their wings sickly and gray but their armor was black as ink and spears as sharp as thorn aiming at her throat for any sudden movement. 

"You are finally awake"