MR BLUE / a death

[Luciferr]

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Luciferus was old and with that age came a very long line of heartbreak,

What was more heartbreaking was that it all happened so much quicker than it should have or needed to be - and it left scars that never really healed properly, reopened and bled far too often in fact.

But he was a bleeding heart still - and so often he took to mothering these fragile mortals where his mother had also done once, but never again did he let himself fall for one

His wife had been a spitfire, brilliant, beautiful and iridescent - a fighter for freedom, for life and for all that were under her blazing blue wings.

But for all that she had been the bright burning soul in his life, she had died just as quickly,

And with lucifer too far to do anything about it,

Too late to catch her, too late to watch her fall to naught but ashes and a burnt pendant in his grasp.

(And then later, when he’d dared again, watched yet another slip away quietly and so he did not try again, it was simply too painful)

This is one of many losses, but one that is so heavily imprinted as to never leave his mind,

Just like his mother, just like his brothers, his sisters,

His children.


Which is why when the anguished cries ring out and the running of various Roux’s cross his path, the dragon in the form of a hellion follows no less quickly, peering in on heartbreak.

He forgets you see, how fragile they all are, things like a sleeping death, quick and quiet and yet no less painful,

But Luciferus is at least glad it wasn’t painful, it’s the only thing to be glad about,

There is no hellfire and screams and struggle here

Just heartbreak

And suddenly he feels as old as the world he stands on, older still really.

So He pushes past Michael, a sad glance to lovekit - with a pug he remembers that feeling, watching your parent die, it will scar the child he knows, it scarred him after all - and moves to sit beside Goldie, offering her his support

”Goldie, come here, come here Goldie” the shadow calls quietly attempting to urge the distraught leader into a hug - he can’t take away the pain (nothing can, he knows this) but he can be there for her, that much he can do, he can be here

He can be here.