54- Russian Roulette - Part 2

Third Person

-Labyrinth-

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

The sound of something hard hitting something soft all but ringing through the air of the Labyrinth until the voice of Lucus could finally be heard, “ENOUGH!” Halting in the assault upon Lucifer’s body does Marco move to pause, Lucifer all but panting heavily as he attempts to control his breathing.

His body now dangling by the ends of his wrists as chains all but sat painfully tight around each of his wrists. The chains in which were connected to none other than the ceiling as Lucus and the others had all but stripped him of his clothing minus his boxers as blood slowly began coating every inch of his rich olive skin, bruises of many different shapes and sizes slowly making their way known as Marco had all but taken a harsh leather whip that had been soaking in pure vinegar to paint a very gruesome yet pretty picture all along Lucifer’s back.

Lucus as well as Alex all but sitting in thrones as they sat watching the grueling scene slowly unfold before them, Marco as well as six other guards all gathered within the room as each of them moved to access the damage they had already portrayed upon Lucifer himself. Eyes swollen as well as a broken nose among other things broken does Lucus move to speak yet again.

“Where. Is. Our. Principessa? (Princess)”

Shaking his head, Lucifer refuses to say, knowing he was now a dead man either way only gave him more hope that if he should die tonight that at least these assholes would never know of her location, taking that bit of information with him to the grave gave him the strength that he needed to stay silent.

Frowning, Lucus moves to snap his fingers. “I see how it is, Fine. Be that way.” glancing at Marco he moves to nod his head, “AGAIN” Not needing to be told twice, Marco goes back to taking his aggression out on Lucifer’s back until it was all but shredded skin.

For Whack after Whack, Blow after Blow, Lucifer is given little to no reprieve as agonizing screams all but fill the air, each hit, every blow was like a knife to the heart as Marco continued for being the closest to Lucifer was like losing that of a friend as both had worked together for years without so much as an issue only to learn that his once closest friend was none other than the mole they had been searching for.

Feeling betrayed, Marco felt like it was his responsibility to notice and yet he hadn’t, making this punishment much more personal to him than anyone else as he would make sure that Lucifer knew it as well.

Panting, Marco moves to swing the whip again, only for Alex to shout into the vast open space, “STOP!” Covered in blood, Marco all but moves to halt, his chest now heaving slightly as he moves to catch his breath, Alex now making his way slowly to them as he did.

“Tsk, Tsk. You know, this can all stop. No more pain, no more bloodshed, it can all just go away, if you only just tell us her location” comes the soft yet deadly voice of Alex, a man who thrived on the pain of others now stood silently before him as his eyes continued to watch that of him, knowing the moment Tony had caught him was the moment his life had come to an end.

Shaking his head yet again, Lucifer attempts to speak, his mouth now tasting of blood as he moves to speak softly, “I-I can’t….”

Feigning disappointment, Alex moves to frown as he continues to look at Lucifer, “Sorry, but not the answer I was looking for” grinning, Alex’s face now slowly turns to one of sin as he moves to hold out a hand, “TORCH” panicking, Lucifer all but tries to beg for his life.

With eyes glinting dangerously low, Alex all but moves to light the torch, the heat as well as the orange and blue flames all but blazing, Alex moving to try yet again, “Where. Is. She?” Now battling within himself, Lucifer all but caves in giving them the information they sought.

Smirking, Alex moves to try a different approach, “Alright then, pick a number, any number, between 0 and 60”

Remaining silent, Lucifer knew he slowly losing consciousness, only for Alex to snap yet again, “FOR FUCK SAKE, PICK A NUMBER!” Swallowing, Lucifer moves to pick, “20” unsure of the reason for picking a number until finally Alex explains.

“Perfect. You have exactly 20 minutes to tell me where our Principessa (Princess) is or I send direct orders over to my men and have them capture your sweet little Angelina, a bullet then buried deep within that pretty little skull of hers as she lays in a pool of her own blood.”

At the mention of his daughter, Lucifer all but pulls at his restraints making Alex laugh darkly at his reaction. “Did you honestly not think we wouldn’t know? Who do you think we are? It’s our job to know, and you attempting to hide her only proves that you're either incredibly stupid or incredibly smart” grins Alex, his eyes still on that of Lucifer before purring, “She’s what now, 8? Maybe 9?”

Enjoying the sight that hung before him, it was no secret to any of them that Lucifer had a daughter, for Marco had come to them that day when Lucifer had let it slip during a night of random drinking a few years prior that he had a beautiful little girl. Curious as to what she looked like, it took Tony and Grant all but 10 minutes to locate her as Lucifer had gone the extra mile to create an alias for her birth certificate as well as setting up a trust fund in which he deposited lump sums of money into each and every year.

Seething, Lucifer all but moves to snap at Alex, “DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING TOUCH MY BABY GIRL”

Grinning, Alex moves to bring the now lit torch slowly to Lucifer’s side as he slowly begins to count. “1” angling the torch, Alex moves to singe the skin, turning it almost black as Lucifer moves to cry out in pain, the heat against his skin almost unbearable.

“2”

Circling slowly towards his now blood soaked back, Alex moves to singe the skin all along the exposed flesh, repeating the notion for 3,4,5,6,7,8,9 until his back was all but black and smelt of burning flesh, Alex enjoying bit of his game as he moves to speak yet again.

“Still nothing?” teases Alex, impressed by his dedication to remain silent even while knowing his daughter’s life hung in the balance.

“10” repeats Alex now moving towards his left side, deciding on using a pocket knife instead as he moves to hand Marco the torch, his knife now slicing through skin as he moves to drag it across his wrists, arm and shoulders, only to dig the blade painfully slow into a vein all while hitting a muscle in the process.

“11” draws Alex now moving back to his right side, repeating the process with his blade.

Enjoying the saying that misery loves company, Alex all but chuckles at Lucifer, knowing it wouldn’t be long until Lucifer caved, for it was only a matter of pressing one's buttons as he moves to stab him in the leg, “12.”

Watching in silence, Marco eventually has to avert his gaze as do most of the men within the room while Lucus on the other hand all but watches, his expression neutral as Alex continues with his method of torture, still finding ways to taunt Lucifer as he did.

“I gotta say, your daughter is a beautiful sight to behold. Maybe once we’re finished with you, we’ll bring her here and raise her like one of own, while her mother works for us in the kitchen, a slave to your failure as we watch her struggle with life's tough choices” probs Alex, knowing that he had finally won when Lucifer all but hung his head in defeat.

“13” removing the blade Alex moves to stab the other leg.

“14” as Alex now moves to slice him across the belly, a smirk now gracing his features as he moves to turn his attention to Marco. “Rally the troops, we have a tiny Princess to collect”

Not wanting to risk the safety of his child, Lucifer finally caves once and for all, knowing his body was losing a battle he could no longer win as he moves to reveal the location of Isabella to those within the room.

“Silverton, Colorado”

“I beg your pardon? What was that again?” asks Alex who all but pats Lucifer across the cheek in an attempt to speak louder, Lucifer now fading in and out consciousness.

“SILVERTON, COLORADO I SAID” all but screams Lucifer, his body ready to accept the darkness as it slowly moves to take over his form.

Rising from his seat, Lucus can’t help but feel a smile begin to tug at his lips as he moves to finally speak, “Thank you Lucifer, may you find eternal peace now” was all that was heard just as Alex moves to whip out his gun and shoots out a bullet, a bullet in which hits Lucifer directly between the eyes, killing him instantly as Alex moves to address those within the room.

“Clean this shit up. I want everyone for miles to know of this traitor, make sure his head is in a place where all can see it. The traitors pike” motions Alex as he moves to stand back next to Lucus, the other guards doing as told as they move to handle Lucifer’s now dead body.

Whipping out his cellphone, Lucus moves to call both Tony and Grant, a smirk now dancing dangerously low as Tony moves to answer the phone. “Saddle up. We have the location. Let’s go get our Queen.”