Charity Amoretto (endureth_all) wrote in nevermore_au, @ 2012-11-07 01:08:00 |
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Current mood: | mischievous |
Entry tags: | charity, lucifer |
WHO: Charity & Lucifer
WHEN: Soooo... I'm not quite sure where in this whole thing I should be setting. Just... at some point after Agatha and Patrick have lost their souls? But, pfft, who cares, it's an excuse for Lucifer/Charity fun!
WHERE: Lucifer's apartment
WHAT: EEEEEEEBIL CHARITY! (Yes, that is a contradiction.)
WARNINGS: tba? Sex? Violence? Basically everything that wouldn't usually be in a Charity scene? It'll depend! (This is the longest and most babbling intro...)
The world was a corrupt place. People still loved but it was hard to find true Charity anymore, not the way it had meant once. The pure love of god was forgotten and humanity fought amongst themselves. For years Charity had watched it and silently lamented but only in the last months had she come to truly understand.
Patrick gave away his soul. Agatha gave up hers.
Charity felt them go out like lights, like organs torn from her body, and with each saint that fell she retreated into herself further. The voice of god, if she had ever heard it at all, began to fade. And one day it was gone completely. There was no answer to her questions oh why? and the moment she spoken His ineffable name her own light was torn from her and replaced with something dark. Love didn't leave - love just turned dark, possessive, demanding. Before when Charity had given love, now she took it, seeking to replace that hole that had been left inside. But no matter how much she took, that darkness couldn't be filled.
Three days after Charity had fallen she went to Lucifer's apartment building. She had not seen him for a long time, not since the saints had begun falling, and she didn't know whether or not he was aware that something had changed within her. She was, however, curious to find out.
She pressed his buzzer and in a kind voice almost unfamiliar to her, unused now, she said, "It's Charity? May I come up?"