001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

"Yes, Brenda, I know there’s only one Bennett witch left." He replied annoyed by her tone. He wasn’t a beginner, he had been working on this plan for years now and the Bennett witch was the only thing he needed. He had found the witches using expressions, he had found the vampires he could keep close to him in his ascencion to the throne. He couldn’t wait to get back to it. "That’s why I need Cecillia. She’s a powerful witch, if someone can locate the Bennett it’s her." He gestured towards Brenda, meaning she was supposed to go fetch Cecilia for him.

He pursed his lips at her question. She was smarter than he expected. He did plan to kill her before raising her family back to the dead. Because she wasn’t needed anymore to him and why would he care, she would know too much on his subject. He glanced at her. “I’ll see when the time will come. If you behave I may let you enjoy your family once they’ll be back.”

He opened the map and tapped a spot. “Last time the Bennett witch had been seen it was here, a couple of years ago. Of course she left since, but not without me getting that.” He pulled a ruban out of his pocket. It was tainted in blood. “And about the spell, you can’t blame me for the waste of blood, vampire. I didn’t create that spell.”

She turned to look at him when he explained about needing Cecilia and narrowed her hazel eyes at him when he gestured towards her. What the hell? was she like his servant now? not even in his darkest dreams. “The  door is there, you can do it yourself.” She smiled at him a forced smile, one that quickly faded and an annoyed expression took place instead when she looked back down at the map. 

Heaving a sigh, Brenda ran her fingers through her hair. “I don’t even know why i’m trusting you.” She was taking a chance with him, a big one. Maybe she should think of plan b, Cecilia won’t be much help now that Lucifer is going to use her. Maybe that Bennett witch…yes the Bennett witch. If she’s powerful enough to help him, she’ll be powerful enough to know how to bring him down. There must be a way. 

Brenda knitted her brows, concentrating on what he was saying about the Bennett witch. “London..” She repeated to herself. London was known for it’s strong witches- well among the supernatural beings not normal humans. What could a witch want in London? An idea popped in her mind and she turned to look at him. “The witches. They must know where she went.” 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

He hardly let a smile bloom on his face. He knew she was going to take him up on his offer. He had the best srouces on her subject, if she happened to be more of a burden, he had the ways to have her walked at the same pace as him and on the same path. “Very good, love, very good.” He raised his glass and grinned devilishly at her. “I love it when we come to agree.” He reached for his pocket and threw a map on the counter.

"I may need Cecilia for this. I need a Bennett witch for the spell I need, along with a couple more of things, including sacrifices." He listed quickly his need, as if it was just groceries, half a dozen of humans, same amount of witches using expression and his close circle of vampires, ready to follow him into Hell. The spell was a difficult one, one that would kill the Bennett witch, so he needed also to find some way to rpessure them. First step was collecting the blood of six dead humans, easy enough. Then the six witches along with his vampires would draw force from nature around and that way it would open the gate of Hell. There came the human blood along with Brenda’s. To open the Hell gates.

He had been thrown of his own thrown by his younger brother centuries ago and finally he was going to find a way to get it back with a powerful army. Once in Hell with Brenda, he would find the dagger. Dagger he would dive into his own heart to die and to come back to life as the Lord of all vampires and werewolves’ worst nightmare.

Yes, she just made a deal with the devil. Literally. Although many thought she was just like him and already had a deal with him long time ago. She came out so heartless and cold, filled with hatred and seeking for revenge. Were they really that alike? Probably not, he just found her weakness and is using it for her to do as he wanted. There was no way the devil himself had a weakness that could be used against him like she had. Did he? 

She ignored that grin of his and tried to focus on his little- alright not so little plan as she walked closer to look at the map he took out before listening to him. “A Bennett witch?” She arched her brow at him and chuckled as she sipped from her drink. “You know there’s only one left and she’s probably hiding in some cave in god knows where right?” Brenda was fully aware of how powerful the Bennett bloodline was. She, herself was friends with one when she was young. Their mothers were something like best friends for some reason she didn’t know. 

Brenda leaned on the counter and placed her glass done before taking a look at the map. “So basically all you need is a witch, blood, more blood and my blood?” Her brows knitted when she wondered if she was going to die just like the rest of the ‘ingredients’ in his ‘grocery list’. Turning to look at him she spoke “What will happen when you get what you want? Will you kill me?” Their deal was to bring her loved ones back not that she will stay alive. 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

"Stop asking questions, love." He ordered, annoyed finally. He had been quite pleasant and he was tired not getting any effort on her side. "Do as I am saying and I’ll get to my part of the contract." She seemed to ignore she was from a noble bloodline of hydrid and witch. Her blood would compel his new vampire servant to be sired. He would have total control on the the biggest supernatural species on Earth. But he refused to give her more reason to feel important than she already had.

He gulped down his bourbon and poured himself another glass. Thousand years of alcohol, he could hardly got drunk anymore. “The deal is easy. You do what you’re told, starting with staying alive and I’ll bring back the useless people you call your family.” He needed to fing the witch now. Bennett witches were extremely good at hiding and, surprisingly Brenda had been easier to find than the good witch. He thought, with her, maybe the hunt would get easier. “You still have some time to think, sweetheart. Couple of days. But hurry. I have a tight schedule.”

Brenda bit her tongue from commenting another bitter comment at the man and took a gulp from her drink, she’d need way more than that to get drunk and accept the deal with the devil. Did she really want to say yes? After getting hurt so many times, does she still care so much for her family to do as he says? Pressing her lips together she walked to him and took the bottle when he was done pouring himself before pouring herself some and taking a sip. 

She felt sick. She knew deep down she wanted to say yes, no matter how well she remembered the last time she broke down. It was like she loved the pain. It was the only thing she feels after all. Heaving a sigh, Brenda tugged a piece of hair behind her ear and looked up in those addicting bright blue eyes. “Fine. I’ll do it.” She was going to regret it, she knew it but it was her last chance to see her parents again. 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

He took the glass from her hand and stared. “Be careful to watch your tone with me, Brenda. You wouldn’t like to anger me, would you ?” He took a sip from his glass and watched the door where Cecilia disappeared. “Also, you shouldn’t get rid off people so easily. It’s her bar after all.” He thought of calling the witch back but soon he was too busy focusing on Brenda again. “Won”t you take a glass with me, love ?” He grabbed another glass and the bottle and poured one to her that he pushed towards. He raised his glass. “Cheers.”

Sighing lightly, he settled his drink on the counter. Enough with games. “I’m planning on taking over the world, Brenda. There’s a spell to erase werewolves and slave all vampires but I need blood. I tried with humans, werewolf and vampires but they all died.” He tapped the wooden table with his index. “But you’re an old vampire. You would live through the spell.” He leaned towards her grinning. “I need your dead heart, love. And exchange, I will put your family back on this earth.”

At his threat, Brenda looked at him bored. She wasn’t careful with her tone with anyone before and the devil himself wont be the first one. Crossing her arms she watched him drink, trying to figure out what it was that he could want from her. “I’m not getting rid of her, you can be sure about that.” She assured him. Brenda shook her head at his question but realized it wasn’t really one when he pushed her the glass and ended up taking it and raised it before sipping from the bourbon.

Brenda knitted her brows as she listened to him explain what he wanted. She was slightly surprised that it didn’t take more to get him to talk but soon she was confused at what exactly he wanted. She could care less about the werewolves and the other vampires or even him taking over the world but the thought of being able to bring her family back to life made her even consider accepting. Trying to hide the tiny excited part of her for finding a way to bring her family back, but what was he exactly asking for? “Wait wait, so you basically want me as a blood whore?” Cocking one eyebrow at him, she then couldn’t help but grin. Who would have thought a vampire would be a blood whore. Brenda leaned towards him when he did to show him he didn’t intimidate her anymore and smiled. “One thing is needing my blood, you could easily kill me and take it yourself. So why do you need such a fucked heart like mine?” 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

It was deeply amusing to see this beautiful creature struggle to find anything about him. Maybe he should have told her he made absolutely sure not to let any clue on what he had done all over the year. And he had kept even more secretly, two other things. What he was up to and the way to kill him. He had burnt every single book, making his entire motive totally obscure and it was amusing to watch people try and fail on his secrets. He had lived for so long, he knew so much and those persons thinking they could ever take a step ahead of him.

When his eyes crossed the look of Brenda, he waved gently, even though the smile growing on his lips was sarcastic and sharp. He got up and walked far enough to disappear from her view before deportating himself at the door of the bar. He opened it, surprising everyone and opened his arms widely. “What a surprise ! Cecilia, I’m surprised you don’t remember me.” He gad a side grin. “I had another face and another name when we met, but still. You must remember my style.” He walked towards the two woman, grabbed Brenda’s hand and disposed a quiet kiss on the back of her hand. “A bit earlier than I promised, I admit but I am not looking for your reply yet.” He looked at the alcohol. “A good bourbon makes me more chatty. And it seems there is so much question our young friend wants to ask.”

Her eyes locking with his, the brunette narrowed her eyes at him when he waved at her. Was he spying on her?! What was he even doing there? Didn’t he give her a week? A sound of a door opening, Brenda was brought back from her thoughts and she instantly turned around to face his bright blue and so demonic eyes again. She watched him speak to the old witch slightly confused, but it was obvious he knew her, she was the most powerful witch in there. “Not a very good one.” She muttered softly referring to his style and tried to keep a straight face when he kissed her hand. 

Taking her hand from him, she sighed and crossed her arms. “Cecilia, would you mind leaving.” She asked the woman even though it was more like a command while keeping her eyes on him. It was better being alone with him. Who knew what he’d decide to do to her and she still could use her. He was obviously not going to tell her his weaknesses and she needed to have something against him, that’s how she survived. When Cecilia left, Brenda moved to the bar and poured him a glass of bourbon before handing it to him. “Speak. I want to know what you want from me, why you want me and for how long.” 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

In all honesty, he didn’t have much to do in London and he grew quite bored of the city after a couple of days. He hung out with cocaine drugged addict, and looked at them die of OD just because it was fun. Then, he had made a visit in all the hospitals of the city, no one should have seen him bu a young kid did. As he passed beside him he felt a hand in his. Horrified, he had stared at the kid who just smiled at him.

His soul had been sweet and light to take from his body, a bit like a cloud. He had felt thankful for it.

And finally he knew what he was going to do. Even though he ahd decided not to interact with Brendo, nothing would keep him from keeping an eye on her. Tracking her down had been quite fun but he was confident on finding her. He had been right. After only twenty hours, he was sitting at the top of a building looking down on a bar’s window. She was a curious one, this Brenda. He liked it.

Brenda was getting bored at how much time it was taking for Cecilia to find something about Lucifer. How hard could it be. The brunette looked around the room filled with potions and strange rocks. These witches and their collections, she thought. Heaving a sigh she walked over to the table where Cecilia sat and scrolled through the pages. “Come on hurry up, i need information.” She exhorted the woman and sat over the table. “All i see for now is that he’s a fallen angel tempting human to sin.” Cecilia spoke softly her eyes still on the papers. Brenda let out a chuckle and pushed her hair back. “That’s not my problem, first i’m not a human and second i made enough sins without him. Plus that i can even find that on Wikipedia, look deeper.” Getting off the table she stood besides the woman and leaned forward trying to see what there was on the book but all she could understand where the pictures. “Do you have anything that could help understand what he wanted?” Cecilia closed the book and grabbed another one. Biting her bottom lip, Brenda tried to remember their conversation a few days ago. “He said he wanted my heart…” She slightly knitted her brows. “In what way?” the witch looked up at her. “How would i know?! he barely answered any of my questions, if he had had i wouldn’t be here wasting my time with you, would i?” She snapped and walked away from her. It was killing her, not knowing who was after her and what he wanted. She needed to know or else he’ll be taking advantage of her. “Can you track him?” Brenda turned to look at her as an idea came to her mind. The woman inhaled deeply tightening her scarf around her, knowing very well it wouldn’t be so delightful inviting the devil to her bar but it was either that or Brenda killing her right there. “Do you have anything from him? a hair? a teeth? even a piece of jewelry could do.” Brenda groaned and crossed her arms. “No i don’t, all i remember was the smell and the feeling he gave me. That dangerous and-” Realizing something, Brenda stopped and turned around to the windows. “What’s wrong?” Cecilia asked confused and Brenda gritted her teeth. “He’s here. I can feel him.” 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

He grinned, rubbing his nails on his coat. At least, she was smart not to believe a stranger’s words. “You’re so young and so confident.” Glancing up at her, he quirked an eyebrow. “Believe the old man standing here just in front of you.” He straightened his self up and opened his arms widely, as an invitation. “You haven’t tried everything. If you had, I would have seen you begging while I sat on my throne.”

He shrugged, finally dropping his arms. “But after all, this is your choice.” Staring at her, he used the witchcraft to make her yelp in pain, creating aneuvrisms in her brain again and again. “This is your choice, I have waited long enough I can wait a little more. But trust me. I am the only chance.” He stopped the pain and turned his back to her. “But maybe you don’t love your family that much. I’m going. I’ll check on you in a week or so. You’ll have a smart reply to give me then, won’t you ?” He flashed a grin above his shoulder and disappeared.

She kept quiet and narrowed her eyes at him when he called her young. Pressing her lips together she crossed her arms not daring to even take one step towards him when he opened his arms. Could he really help her? Was he really the so called the prince of darkness? If so why would he help her? What could he need from her that he didn’t have? 

As she started feeling a sharp pain in her brain she groaned in pain, holding her head with her both hands. It felt as if he was cutting her brain in pieces with his own eyes. When the pain stopped she fell to her knees and breathed heavily, trying to recover from that horrible pain. Brenda continued to listen to him, she wanted to speak, to say something but she was too shocked from the pain. Being able to move she slowly looked up to see his wicked grin and disappear. Great, attacked her and left. Brenda sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, pushing it away from her face and looked around. What will she do now?!

As the days passed, Brenda didn’t waste time and looked for answers. Obviously from him she wont be able to get them so a witch would do, but it was very hard to find a really good witch that knew about the devil. She’ve seen quite a few witched and they knew nothing, but this one had to be it, she was the strongest in London from what heard. Knocking the door to the bar down Brenda walked casually inside and smirked at the frightened bartender staring at her from behind the bar. Taking slow steps towards her she brushed the dust off her clothes and then looked up to her. “This could be easy or hard, you go call your lovely boss and then i’ll kill you or you can try to run away, i’ll kill you and go find your boss myself.” The girl quickly nodded and ran to the back. Brenda knew the girl was probably going to try and escape from the back and followed her. Seeing at the door she chuckled and flushed to her grabbing her by the neck. She knitted her brows together and looked in her eyes “It’s very rude to leave a costumer hanging. Especially when they’re a very mad vampire.” Flashing out her teeth she leaned forward and dig them into her neck, draining her completely from her blood. Letting the lifeless body fall to the ground, Brenda licked her lips and turned around to see an old woman holding a stick to her, trying to seem brave but ended up making Brenda chuckle. “That stick won’t help you, i can easily turn it around and it’ll be your end. But hi, you must be Cecilia, Pleasure, i’m Brenda Castaneda and i need you to answer a few questions.” 

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

His lips pursed. So it was true. She was still sensitive. She wasn’t totally dead inside. His hand slided in his hair and he shrugged her question of. “Second question-” He pointed a finger, faking casual attitude to ehr face. “Don’t try to run away, Brenda. I’ll find you and I might not be so inclined to forgive you for wasting my time.” He crossed his arms once again. “Second question, what would you do to get back your family ?”

He didn’t really like to bargain, what he wanted he took. But he needed her total loyalty, not an half-ass promise to do what he wanted her to. And even if he was disappointed she was still caring, he could still use the weakness to get her in his side. After so many years to plot for his rise to the throne of the world, he couldn’t lose at this moment. “Oh.” He bowed sarcastically. “You may call me… Lucifer.”

Brenda rolled her eyes at his threat, was he serious now? it was more like he was wasting her time not the other way around. “Yeah i figured that out already” She muttered annoyed and placed her both hands on her sides. When he asked his second question she looked at him confused. “You cannot…bring the dead back.” She stated, there was no way and she knew. She spent ages trying to find a way but there was no way. 

Watching him bow and say his name, Brenda cocked her brow, not being able to hold back a grin. “Is this some kind of joke?” She shook her head side to side as she chuckled. “Look, i don’t have time for games. What you’re asking me is irrational , you can’t bring my family back trust me i know, i’ve tried everything. And you also can’t have my heart, for whatever reason you need it to. Can i go now?” Her expression was serious now. He was trying to use her soft spot in her heart that still cared for her loved ones against her and she didn’t like it, not even one bit.

001 | “Let there be light” - Lucifer&Brenda

 

His hand slided from her chin to her neck, holding it tightly to keep her in place, grinning widely but not replying. She wasn’t ready for the truth yet. He needed to see if she would be with him to the end or if she would run away. He licked his lips and stared down at her lips. The possessiveness he felt towards her was overflowing, he could hardly hold it. He suddenly let go of her, as if her skin burned him and took a step away.

He leaned back on the tree, crossing hs arms over his chest. “Remind me how your family died ? Lycans, I think .” The tone was casual but he knew where to press to hurt. Despite all the years since the death of her family, somehow she had kept this tuny part of her heart human, enough to grieve them. He had heard it at least. Rumors were so fickle.

Finding it hard to breath as his hand slid down her neck, his touch burning her skin and making her mouth dry. Why was he making her feel like that?! Brenda didn’t dare to move, she knew that one single move and he would rip her throat open. Although from what she understood from his wanting her heart statement, he needed her. She still didn’t quite understand why he wanted her heart and he didn’t seem like he was going to answer her questions right now. In fact, he wasn’t answering any of her questions.

When he suddenly let go of her neck, she placed her hand over it slightly massaging it while her eyes scanned him. At the mention of her family’s death, her brown eyes widened and there she felt it again. As if someone just stabbed her heart right there. More than thousands of years alive and she still didn’t find a way to numb the pain at the mention of them. It had no cure.  ”I’m not interested in discussing my family’s death with you.” She bit out and glared at him. Of course he knew how her family died, he also knew her name where she lived, god knows how much he knows about her, yet she still had no idea who he was. “Who are you?” 

dear cas,