Touch of the Morning Star: Chapter One
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emeraldsnakesStory Title: Touch of the Morning Star
Fandoms: Supernatural/Criminal Minds
Characters: Lucifer, Aaron Hotchner, mentioning of others
Rating: R
Warnings: Mentions of rape
Spoilers: Supernatural: 5:19 “Hammer of the Gods” Criminal Minds: 4x10 “Brothers in Arms” - 5x08 “Outfoxed”
Disclaimer: I own neither Supernatural or Criminal Minds.
Chapter Title: Puppet Monkeys
Monkeys, all of them. Little puppet monkeys doing what I want them to. It was always so amusing too, playing with them. They were my Father’s beloved but they were so pathetic, so easy for me to manipulate and corrupt. They behave exactly how I knew they would, twisted and broken and breaking my Father’s heart. I’d told Him, I’d told my brothers and sisters but only a few listened, only a few refused to bow down along side me. I was showing them now. Oh, how fun it was.
I’ve played with these humans for thousands of years and it never gets old. It never ends. They have the capacity to do so much cruelty and they do it, and I will never know why my Father loves them so much. They’re mine though, my humans and my demons. They’re my toys to play with.
Playing with the Phoenix Police, I hadn’t expected the Commander to call in the FBI. I’d had to coax and train Animal for several months, I’d just gotten him to where I wanted and in strutted Agent Hotchner and his team. The Phoenix citizens thought they were here to save the day, the Police thought they were butting in and trying to take over. They were just some more monkeys for me to play with.
I hadn’t expected them to be so good at hunting people. In a few short hours they knew more about Animal than I would ever have guessed. They were good, I had to admit that. If only I had the opportunity to take the time to crush them one by one, break their spirits, their stubbornness and their infuriating ability to wheedle out the false information and profile. But I didn’t. Apocalypse and all, and I had to get back to persuading my true vessel to say yes once I was finished here.
I tried to throw them off. I fooled the officers thinking it was Playboy at first. Then I had one of my demons possess Diablo and kill the cop who’d sent him to jail. It could have been perfect, but Agents Hotchner and Morgan were so sure of themselves. They didn’t just want it to be over, they wanted their profiled killer caught, and not just someone who seemed to fit. They couldn’t be fooled, but that was okay now. This had evolved into a new game.
This was a chance for me to study these humans hunting. It was intriguing, the way they hunted. They knew their race in a way that humans didn’t. Watching them was interesting, it was an experience I didn’t expect to get, and I was going to remember them for later. I was going to play them.
I was going to play with Hotchner and Morgan.
Chapter Two
Fandoms: Supernatural/Criminal Minds
Characters: Lucifer, Aaron Hotchner, mentioning of others
Rating: R
Warnings: Mentions of rape
Spoilers: Supernatural: 5:19 “Hammer of the Gods” Criminal Minds: 4x10 “Brothers in Arms” - 5x08 “Outfoxed”
Disclaimer: I own neither Supernatural or Criminal Minds.
Chapter Title: Puppet Monkeys
Monkeys, all of them. Little puppet monkeys doing what I want them to. It was always so amusing too, playing with them. They were my Father’s beloved but they were so pathetic, so easy for me to manipulate and corrupt. They behave exactly how I knew they would, twisted and broken and breaking my Father’s heart. I’d told Him, I’d told my brothers and sisters but only a few listened, only a few refused to bow down along side me. I was showing them now. Oh, how fun it was.
I’ve played with these humans for thousands of years and it never gets old. It never ends. They have the capacity to do so much cruelty and they do it, and I will never know why my Father loves them so much. They’re mine though, my humans and my demons. They’re my toys to play with.
Playing with the Phoenix Police, I hadn’t expected the Commander to call in the FBI. I’d had to coax and train Animal for several months, I’d just gotten him to where I wanted and in strutted Agent Hotchner and his team. The Phoenix citizens thought they were here to save the day, the Police thought they were butting in and trying to take over. They were just some more monkeys for me to play with.
I hadn’t expected them to be so good at hunting people. In a few short hours they knew more about Animal than I would ever have guessed. They were good, I had to admit that. If only I had the opportunity to take the time to crush them one by one, break their spirits, their stubbornness and their infuriating ability to wheedle out the false information and profile. But I didn’t. Apocalypse and all, and I had to get back to persuading my true vessel to say yes once I was finished here.
I tried to throw them off. I fooled the officers thinking it was Playboy at first. Then I had one of my demons possess Diablo and kill the cop who’d sent him to jail. It could have been perfect, but Agents Hotchner and Morgan were so sure of themselves. They didn’t just want it to be over, they wanted their profiled killer caught, and not just someone who seemed to fit. They couldn’t be fooled, but that was okay now. This had evolved into a new game.
This was a chance for me to study these humans hunting. It was intriguing, the way they hunted. They knew their race in a way that humans didn’t. Watching them was interesting, it was an experience I didn’t expect to get, and I was going to remember them for later. I was going to play them.
I was going to play with Hotchner and Morgan.
Chapter Two
