We have a saying in Hell [Dustin]

[lucifer]

January 24, 2010

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[rocky]

Wings of the plane coasted along the winds in the sky. The flaps shifting up hauling the metal bird as it made it's preparations for departure. Dustin was on board sleeping away the hours of travel time. As the loud popping in his ears soon woke him up to the rumble of the landing. Still dazed and half asleep he could hear the faint voice of the overhead female. "Thank you for choosing coast way airlines. Please remain seated until the plan has completely stopped. We hope you enjoyed your flight." The voice coming into focus soon enough to catch the last sentence. Dustin sat up and because he had no bags on board he made a quick get away. Exiting the plane into the airport he searched for a sign. A sign of his father's presence for he could feel him within the city.

This was Sin city after all. Why not have the devil be apart of the sin this bright city was famous for. "Greed greed greed your all so greedy." Dustin mumbled to himself as he gazed the room for his father. "Another greedy human what a surprise." He said in a sarcastic tone. "Oh there's a new one, that human is obviously envious of all the rest of the greedy humans." Dustin being raised in hell had little patients for the sins mortals committed. He lacked excitement for there crimes and could care less what sort of sins they did. A gamble was a gamble and a game was just a game nothing more. No hidden meaning behind the true nature of the sins they commit. Dustin always enjoyed a bit of mystery and one of his habits was discovering the hidden meaning to things beyond his control.

Dustin came to the casino were his father was. He could hear a whisper in his head to meet him there. A feeling that this was where his dad was and untamed evil followed his father where ever he may be. "Yes father." He said out loud seemingly talking to himself. Dustin walked over to the man who he referred to as dad. Lucifer himself. Dustin made his way threw the small crowd of people until he reached the old man. "Hello father, It's good to see you on earth." He said as he came into view and into his hearing range. Dustin smirked a little bit as he knew God wouldn't have just let Lucifer walk without something in return. "Did you make a deal with God after all these years? I never thought you would have been set free." Dustin looked up at the sky as if he could see god up there. "I never thought he would let the biggest threat to his precious humans loose upon your pray."

Dustin was very much perhaps the strongest son of Lucifer. He had wits and power to back him up. The only thing that Dustin needed to have was motivation. He hated to do things that took any effort. Like most sons of Lucifer there drawn to evil and if they have any abilities its normally of the darker nature. However Dustin's mother was also an angel and her presence within Dustin caused him to have a duel ability of light and darkness. Dustin felt sympathy for his father and his punishment, He to would not have bowed down to the humans. Dustin looks upon humans as gods pets. He would treat them nicely but there still animalistic and should only be praised when they do something right. One would not bow down to there pet dog. That was how Dustin felt about an angel bowing down to the humans.

[lucifer]

[/i] long time Lucifer got sick of certain things such as the heat. Perhaps that was why his room in Hell was a bit cooler than the rest of hell. Lucifer wouldn’t admit that to anyone and no one was allowed in his bedroom to be honest. So it was his only secret to be honest. Though his father probably knew about it, but he hadn’t spoken to his father in centuries.

As Lucifer felt his son’s presence. He instructed him via telepathy that he should meet him. He was standing near a building. There were lots of buildings in Las Vegas, but this particular one Lucifer wanted to go into. However, instead of venturing off like he normally did. He decided to wait for his kin to show up. Usually he never waited for his kin. He knew that each of them knew how to find him and that was all that mattered to him. The Devil wasn’t one to wait patiently for people. Though at times he had to wait patiently especially since these mere mortals were staring at him.

He couldn’t do anything he chose. Nothing sinister in nature or his father would place him in the depths of Hell again and Lucifer didn’t want that he wanted to be free. This was his only freedom that he had. The last time he walked on Earth was before his father created those mere mortals. Those mortals that his father wanted him to bow down to. Let’s face it Lucifer didn’t want to do that and he was punished for trying to do a coupe. Life just seemed a bit misunderstood for the Devil. Lucifer wasn’t going to be misunderstood anymore. He was going to prove people wrong.


Lucifer felt his son’s presence in the casino. Lucifer than folded his arms and waited for his son. Lucifer had many sons and Lucifer didn’t favor anyone. He was a man of pure evil and sinister nature. He was kind of a person who liked himself better than his offspring. Lucifer heard Dustin’s voice. “It is good to be on Earth,” Lucifer said as he turned to his son. “Let’s just say that I got out on good behavior I finally realized that I should bow down to these mortals,” Lucifer said as he looked up to the sky and then used his telepathic ability, “Just lying of course, son play along?”[/b] Lucifer said into his son’s mind as he looked down and glanced at the people around them. “They are just corrupted – but let’s just say I’m not here for your grandfather’s precious mortals I’m here for those evolved humans who think that they are gods”[/ul]

[rocky]

The frosted windows of the outside city seemed to be painted in ice blue and white specks. The snow on the ground was melting but still visible. It was as if the people of the town had sprinkled glitter on the roads for a few snowflakes sparkled in the lights. Then there was a sight only Dustin could see. He looked into the windows of the shops and from its reflections he saw the people passing by behind him. However when he looks at a reflection he automatically sees how they would die or what they are going to look like dead. Most of them dieing of old age he sees them elderly walking around. Some died threw more horrid means. The purple veins of drug addicts and foam at the mouth. Some bullets in the hart or the head. It didn't really matter. Dustin could loose himself staring at the reflections of others. It brought him great joy for some reason. Dustin walked passed more and more windows but he tried to to stair as most people thought he was looking threw the windows and not looking at the reflections themselves.

Lucifer didn't like the heat in hell but Dustin has a different take on in. Since growing up in hell Dustin's body has adapted itself to the temperatures of its realm. Causing his body to rise to inhuman temperatures. He calls it the breath of the underworld. Having his skin always hot when touched he normally never wears to much clothes. This time Dustin was wearing his normal attire. A wife beater with a few slits on the sides showing off his abs. Dustin was really not concerned with how he looked but he was unique in fashion sense. The man had on black fingerless gloves to restrain his abilities to see other people deaths if he touches them. Pants were dark black jeans and just plan white shoes will do for Dustin. Dustin had a large chain draping off one leg of his jeans. On the end of it were the numbers 666 to symbolize his loyalty to his father. Whom was now in his sights.

Dustin wanted his father's thrown one day. He wished to be the ruler of Hell when his father decided to retire. Of course Dustin will never ever challenge his father to a battle but in the depths of his soul he wanted his tittle and his position. Dustin smiled at his dad once he found him and drew closer to him. He said that it felt good to be back on earth. Dustin looked around. "I hate what the humans have done to it. They polluted the air and overgrown in population, Crafted such large homes and useless places such as these casinos. I want them all to just..... " Just before Dustin could finish what he had to say his father told him to play along telepathically and then he looked to the sky. It was clear that he was under watch from god. Dustin nodded his head in agreement. He couldn't send a message back to his father. It was like a one way phone line Where Dustin could receive messages but couldn't give them out.

"Good behavior is a new one for you." Dustin said with a statistic tone. But he knew that it would soon be reviled that Lucifer was anything but good. Dustin put on black sun glasses. Dustin was pleased to hear that his father was after these evolved humans. The humans who possessed abilities and thought that it was some sort of gift from god. Maybe it was who knows but it begged the question. "Why would god give them powers? I don't understand his logic. If these humans start thinking there gods then they wont need to worship my grandfather anymore. They will worship themselves and each other. Or is the existence of these powers a reminder to them that god exists and that he is kind just giving away gifts to mortals such as themselves? Gahhhh I don't get him at all!" Dustin shook his head trying to understand why they would have powers given to them by god to make them stronger. Dustin wished that they wouldn't have gotten so strong. So full of themselves that they think there gods now. "Tell me father, What do I have to do to win your acceptance? What do you need me to do to become your favorite son. To be chosen as your heir to the thrown or hell?" Dustin asked willing to do what ever Lucifer wanted him to do.

[lucifer]