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~In the group chat~
Everyone is online.
(Y/N): Hey guys...
Mammon: Oi, human! Where have ya been?
Satan: I do believe they went shopping earlier this morning.
Asmo: Shopping? Without me? (Y/N)! You promised to take me with you next time!
Satan: Maybe it would be more productive of you to spend your allowance on something productive , like a book.
Asmo: You act like I didn’t see you spending 1000 Grimm on cat supplies the other day! We don’t even own any cats!
Beel: Satan has a cat? Can I have a dog?
Lucifer: Satan, are you hiding another stray cat from me again? If I find out that you’ve been keeping this a secret from me, there will be serious repercussions
Levi: Keep your cat away from Henry!!!
Mammon: Oi, the human’s been real quiet don’t you think? (Y/N), wake up!
Asmo: They did say they were shopping (without me). They’re probably not looking at their phone.
Beel: I hope they’re buying some food. I’m getting hungry...
(Y/N): There’s someone coming closer
Levi: Lmaaao another lyric prank? We’re not gonna fall for that again lol.
Satan: Did you not learn your lesson last time? Please don’t joke around like that again.
Asmo: Sweetie, just hurry up and come home! I wanna see what you bought!
Belphie: If you’re going to pull a prank, let’s do it on Lucifer instead. Not on the rest of us.
Beel: Belphie, you’re awake?
Lucifer: Belphie.
Satan: I agree with that one, Belphie. (Y/N), when are you planning on coming home?
Mammon: Why do humans walk so frickin’ slow? It’s gonna take them forever to come back, so one of us should go pick them up from the store!
Lucifer: Why isn’t anyone with them? Did I not specify that they were to have an escort on them at all times?
Levi: Don’t look at me! I didn’t even know they were going out!
Asmo: I would have gone if (Y/N) invited me!
Lucifer: Whatever. (Y/N), send me your location and I will head that way. Apparently all of my brothers are idiots.
Asmo: So mean!
Mammon: I’m not an idiot!
Lucifer: Silence. (Y/N), which store are you in?
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Lucifer: (Y/N)?
Levi: (Y/N) totally got weirded out from Lucifer’s scary energy rofl lmao
Satan: It’s not hard to see how. Lucifer doesn’t know how to control himself when it comes to his temper.
Beel: Is Lucifer angry?
Asmo: You’re one to talk, Satan! That’s why (Y/N) needs to spend more time with me instead of you OR Lucifer! Besides, who doesn’t want to spend time with the most handsome demon in all of the Devildom~?
Belphie: (Y/N), ignore Lucifer okay? If you send me your location I’ll have Beel come and get you.
Beel: I’ll be happy to come pick you up, (Y/N). :)
Satan: Belphie, why are you offering for Beel to go get them? Why can’t you go yourself?
Belphie: sleepyzzzzzzzz...
Beel: Belphie nodded off to sleep again
(Y/N): He’s following me
Beel: (Y/N), we know it’s a prank. Hurry and cut it out before Lucifer gets mad again.
Mammon: Beel is right! Just admit it’s a prank before Lucifer punishes ya again! I don’t even wanna think about what happened last time...
Asmo: I’ll take your place, (Y/N)! I’ll take all of Lucifer’s punishments~
Lucifer: Asmo, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind me taking all of your skincare products for the rest of the week?
Asmo: NEVERMIND! (Y/N) COME ON AND HURRY BACK HOME!
Lucifer: In all seriousness, (Y/N). Stop this nonsense at once. You can either return home or one of us will come and get you.
(Y/N): I’m scared
Mammon: He’s not gonna do anything if ya come home right now! You’ll get to luck out on another punishment!
Beel: You have nothing to be afraid of, right? Lucifer won’t punish you if you’re coming home now.
Levi: Just came back from grinding in Doki Doki Magical Girl Heart Cafe Dating Simulator 2... (Y/N) isn’t heading back yet? Oi, (Y/N)! You said you would be back before dinner so we could play in multiplayer mode!!!
Satan: Again with the long titles...
Levi: It’s a really good game, Satan! You normies wouldn’t understand the logistics of running a tycoon based game with an influx of regular NPC’s who have a plethora of different requests and--
Satan: We get it, Levi.
Mammon: Does that game involve making money?
Levi: Of course he shows up when the topic turns to money. YOU STILL OWE ME MY MONEY, YOU SCUMBAG!!!
Mammon: I don’t have the money right now! I can’t give you what I don’t have!
Levi: YOU PROBABLY WASTED IT ALL GAMBLING AT THE CASINO!!!
Mammon: It wasn’t a waste! I was about to hit the jackpot!!
Levi: SURE YOU WERE, FRICKIN’ NORMIE. WORST OF THE WORST. ABSOLUTE TRASH.
Beel: Don’t mind them, (Y/N). I’ll make sure no one is arguing when you get back. Is that why you’re avoiding the chat?
Beel: (Y/N)?
(Y/N): I’m onfdskhg
Lucifer: ?
Levi: ghdlgjfdsln
Mammon: Sksksksskksks? Cha-ching? Money making machine?
Belphie: Stop spamming the chat with gibberish.
Satan: (Y/N), did your hand slip or something?
Levi: I thought they might respond again if I keyboard smashed, but I guess I was wrong RIP
Asmo: (Y/N) Dearest, where has my darling (Y/N) gone?
Mammon: Your darling? I was THEIR FIRST, ya know! Have some respect!
Satan: I checked their location status, but it was turned off.
Beel: (Y/N), I think you’re taking this prank too far. Lucifer is already getting upset.
Levi: They turned it off? Sounds like something they would do for the sake of a prank. Can we get an F in the chat for (Y/N)’s soul when they get back from this lololol?
Belphie: F
Beel: What does F mean?
Levi: Sigh, normies will never understand.
Lucifer: (Y/N), why did you turn off your location services? Lord Diavolo told you to never turn it off, remember? Are you going against his word?
Belphie: It’s always about Lord Diavolo, isn’t it?
Lucifer: Belphegor, hush. (Y/N), you understand why we keep it on, right? It’s for your safety. Turn it back on so we can see where you are.
Satan: I mean, if I found out that Lucifer was stalking my location 24/7 I would turn it off in a heartbeat. Just saying.
Asmo: (Y/N)~! Just tell us where you ran off to~! I promise Luci-chan won’t be mad at you!
Lucifer: Don’t make promises for me. And don’t call me that.
Outside of the chat, you were on the verge of giving up your cry for help. You wanted to be subtle about it; sending short, quick messages was the easiest way to NOT draw the creep’s attention.
You had resorted to sending quick messages with one hand, the other latched firmly on the buttons trailing down from your shirt collar. Your eyes peered at the demon before you as you took a few steps back.
“Why don’t we talk outside?” asked the demon. “This clothes shop must be boring for a little human like yourself. I can treat you to much better than this ol’ thrift store.” As he spoke, he waved a clawed hand over his head, gesturing to the little clothing store you had stepped inside.
You were farther from the House of Lamentation than you felt comfortable with. It was on the far side of the downtown area.
I knew I shouldn’t have come here alone, but sometimes I want to shop by myself! You thought, your back thumping against a rack of clothes.
Glancing at your phone, eyes fleeting between the newest messages and the demon before you, you couldn’t believe that no one was taking you seriously.
Considering the prank you had pulled merely a week or so ago, it wasn’t surprising. But if you had known the situation you were going to get yourself into at the time, you would never have pulled a prank like that.
“No thank you." (Y/N) couldn’t back up any further. “I’m actually about to head back home.”
“Where do you live? Surely an attractive human like yourself doesn’t live around these parts. It’s dangerous around here for a frail human.” As the demon said this, he licked his lips and eyed you up and down.
You didn’t know what to say. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and anxiety was making your legs shake.
Wait! My pact!
“Hear me, denizens of the darkness, you who are born of shadow and--” Before you could finish the spell, (apparently the demon realized what you were up to), the demon quickly grabbed your wrist and yanked you forward.
“Not another word! Now let’s go!” In the process, you dropped your phone.
You lamented over the abandoned DDD as the demon began to pull you away. Apparently the demon noticed this, and chose to turn around. He didn’t loosen his grasp on your wrist as he pocketed the device and hurried out of the thrift shop with you in tow.
~In the group chat~
Beel: I’m hungry. Who’s turn is it to cook again?
Satan: It was (Y/N)’s turn, but it’s already starting to get late. Are they not home yet?
Beel: Nobody was in the kitchen when I went there to get a snack.
Asmo: Eating a snack right before dinner isn’t healthy! Anyways, (Y/N)’s probably on their way back! When I come back from shopping, my arms are always full of bags so I can never text!
Levi: Typical Asmo. (Y/N), can you hurry up and come home? We already missed the multiplayer event on Doki Doki Magical Girl Heart Cafe Dating Simulator 2, but we can still make the final episode premiere of My girlfriend was turned into a witch but now she doesn’t know how to control her powers and I think she started the apocalypse so now I have to fix it! season 2.
Satan: I don’t even want to know.
Mammon: I don’t understand what Levi said at all!
Levi: You all suck!
Lucifer: I called (Y/N), but they didn’t answer. Has anyone heard from them since they tried to prank us earlier?
Beel: I haven’t heard anything.
Belphie: I dozed off but haven’t gotten any messages from them.
Asmo: Like I said, they’re probably carrying a bunch of stuff!
Lucifer: I would hope not. They forgot their wallet at home.
Levi: ?!
Asmo: ?!
Satan: ?!
Mammon: >:)
Lucifer: Mammon.
Mammon: JUST KIDDING!
Beel: I’m starting to get worried. Why won’t they answer their calls?
Belphie: Maybe their phone is dead and they got lost?
Mammon: Wouldn’t they use one of their pacts?
Levi: Hold up, Mammon actually has a point for once. If they were lost, they would definitely summon one of us to take them back home.
Lucifer: I will go out to the shopping area and search for them. Maybe they panicked and forgot about our pacts.
Levi: It’s unlikely they forgot, it’s drilled into their head almost everyday at RAD lmao.
Satan: Our pacts are really important to them. They wouldn’t just forget about them. Maybe they would forget about YOURS, Lucifer. But definitely not MINE.
Lucifer: I will ignore your remark for the time being until I get back, Satan. I will keep the chat updated if I find them.
The nameless demon brought you to his home, which looked more like a sewer than a house, but nevertheless...
You tried summoning your pacts several times, to which the demon finally got fed up and tied a cloth around your mouth to prevent you from speaking.
With your mouth, hands, and ankles tied, you could do nothing but sit on the floor (and occasionally wriggle to try and escape your restraints).
Apparently, this demon was very talented in tying ropes and the like, so it didn’t seem like you would be getting out any time soon.
The brothers don’t know where I am... Will they ever find me? Will he keep me trapped here until I die? You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to the worst possible scenario. Usually one of the brothers was with you to prevent a situation like this from happening in the first place.
I’M SO STUPID! I should have invited Asmo or Mammon to come along with me...’ Tears welled up in your eyes, and without any way to wipe them, they strolled down your cheeks.
The demon seemed to appreciate the horrific gesture.
“Those tears of yours look tasty.” Yanking you up by the collar, the demon licked the stream of tears protruding from your eyes before tossing you back to the ground. “I want to make you cry for me even more.”
Your stomach sank, and a cold chill shivered down your spine.
The demon grinned and kicked you in the ribs with a terrifying speed. One kick. Two kicks. Three. Four.
As each blow knocked the wind out of you, you couldn’t help but whimper from the pain. You also knew that would probably lead him on further, but how could you help it? After the demon’s assault had seemingly finished, he decided to take a break for the time being.
“You really wear me out, human!” Grinning from ear to ear, he ruffled the top of your head as if he didn’t just land several blows to your midsection.
His soft grip, however, soon turned into a tight yank, and you were dragged across the floor by your hair towards the other end of the room. The demon stomped on a particular switch, from which an underground passage emerged from two of the floor panels.
“Aight, I’ll be back later. Have fun, okay?” Without warning, the demon let go of your hair, allowing you to tumble down the concrete staircase with no way for you to brace yourself.
Against the cold concrete floor, you ached in pain from the concussion you had most likely endured, among other injuries from your tumble.
~~~
Several hours into the night, the House of Lamentation had heard nothing back from their beloved human.
Lord Diavolo had already been made aware of the issue as soon as it began to get dark, and currently had three search parties deployed.
“Don’t worry about it, we’ll have them back safe and sound,” Diavolo had said, although now those words sounded like false hope.
“This better not be a joke.” Of course, Lucifer was locked up in his room, hands clenched under his chin as he rested his elbows on the coffee table. He was deep in thought, wondering where you could have run off to.
However, a quick series of knocks tore him from his train of thought, and he stepped over towards the door to see who was asking for him at this hour. He rolled his eyes as he opened the door and found Mammon on the other side.
“You will not be using this chaos to get ahold of my credit card.”
However, when Mammon said nothing, Lucifer took a closer look at his younger brother. It appeared as though the second born hadn’t registered a single word Lucifer had said.
Mammon’s chest heaved up and down, his hands barely gripping onto his DDD.
“L-Lucif..Lu...er.” Through jagged, shaking breaths, Mammon looked up into Lucifer’s eyes with a wide, scared expression. It had been a very, very long time since Mammon had come to Lucifer looking this disheveled.
“Mammon?” Lucifer pulled Mammon into his room and shut the door behind him. “What has gotten into you?” His tone came out more worried than he had intended.
“Luc...Luci..” Unable to control his breathing, Mammon choked on air, and a crackled sob forced its way out of his mouth along with several tears.
He shook his head, as if trying to erase something from his memory.
Lucifer was almost unsure of what to do. He was not the best demon at comforting people... Why didn’t he go to someone like Asmo? Or Beel?
“Tell me what happened,” said Lucifer.
“I- It,” sniffle, “I, I s-saw them,” involuntary sob, “th-they, Lucif... you, and...” as Mammon’s words flowed together with the sounds of his panic attack, Lucifer realized that he was not going to get an answer this way.
“You saw them? Who? (Y/N)?” Lucifer shook Mammon’s shoulders, as if doing so would snap him out of it.
“I cou-couldn’t! T-They!” Mammon broke down into tears again, and if Lucifer hadn’t been gripping his shoulders he would have crumpled to the floor.
Lucifer felt all of Mammon’s weight begin to fall into his grasp, and he lowered him down to the floor.
“Mammon. I need you to look at me,” Lucifer’s voice was unusually soft, as he only ever used this tone of voice with you.
Mammon looked up at him, DDD momentarily forgotten next to him on the floor.
“Whatever has happened, I will take care of it. Do you understand? You are not in trouble.” A rare statement indeed from the Avatar of Pride, but right now he needed information. And he needed Mammon to stop panicking.
Mammon clenched his eyes shut, gripping onto Lucifer’s shirt and burying his face into his brother’s chest. His own chest still heaved up and down, as he was unable to control the breaths that forced their way in and out of his lungs.
With a shaky hand, Mammon grabbed the DDD from the floor and slapped it into Lucifer’s palm.
“Your DDD? What about it? I don’t understand.” Lucifer pushed Mammon back and stared into his reddening and swollen eyes, as if they had the answers to why Mammon was acting like this.
“I-I was... I was sleepin’, and...” Through ragged breaths, Mammon tried his best to explain what had happened, “...and a-and... a call, and (Y/N), and they were there! AND SOMEONE ELSE WAS THERE, AND I COULDN’T SEE THEM AND THEY CALLED FOR ME AND I-” He broke down again into Lucifer’s arms.
“(Y/N)? You talked to (Y/N)?”
“Somethin’ happened... somethin’ bad... t-they were bleedin’ and they couldn’t call for us...” Mammon mumbled, the mere frustration of the situation overwhelming his very soul.
Lucifer said nothing as Mammon’s story began to process in his head.
“They... They were there... and these demons were hurting them...” he continued. “They laughed at us.”
Looking up at Lucifer like a small child separated from his mother at a grocery store, Mammon cried, “Please, help them.”
Lucifer glanced down at Mammon’s DDD. When he unlocked the screen, the first image that appeared before him was a screenshot of a recent DevilTime video call.
As he peered at the image before him, Lucifer felt as though someone had stabbed him directly in the chest.
You were in the image, your face badly beaten and bruised. Your eyes were swollen (most likely from crying) and there was a demon holding you up by your hair.
The demon’s face was partially cut out of the picture, but still within the frame.
~In the group chat~
Lucifer: We fucked up.
Levi: Huh? What do you mean?
Satan: Did you hear back from (Y/N) yet? What do you mean we fucked up?
Belphie: Beel just woke me up... Did (Y/N) come back?
Lucifer: Levi, I am going to send you an image, and I want you to find the location where it was recorded.
Levi: ?
Levi: Oh, I just got something. Lemme check...
Beel: An image?
Satan: I’m guessing someone saw them? That’s a relief.
Levi: Lucifer, this...
Lucifer: I know. Please, Leviathan.
Belphie: Since when does Lucifer say ‘please’?
Levi: It will take some time for me to pull up the coordinates.
Mammon: Levi,
Mammon: Hurry. Please.
Levi: typingwithonehand, i’mgoingasfastasican!
Belphie: Don’t tell me (Y/N) is in danger...
Satan: Mammon, is that true?
Mammon: ...
Satan: MAMMON, TELL ME.
Mammon: We fucked up.
Satan: WHERE ARE THEY? LEVI, DID YOU FIND THEM YET? HOW COULD WE HAVE BEEN SO DAMN STUPID?
Belphie: Someone is going to die tonight.
Beel: We should have listened to them, even though we thought it was a prank...
Levi: *coordinates sent* I have the coordinates. I can assume we’re all going to go?
Belphie: Fuck yes. I’m going to tear the limbs off of the demon who took our precious human.
Satan: I’ll torture them slowly and painfully.
Asmo: We found (Y/N)? I’m coming! This is slightly more important than my beauty sleep!
Beel: I’m already waiting in the foyer.
Lucifer: Mammon, will you be joining us as well?
Mammon: ... Ye. The Great Mammon has to teach these guys a valuable lesson.
You groaned as the evil demon dug his claw into your side, tearing a sharp bloody line across your flesh.
“I’m starting to get a bit hungry, ya know? These small dollops of human blood aren't’ doing it for me anymore.” The demon licked the blood that was dripping down your waist. “I’m so tempted to just take a bite!”
Licking his lips, the demon added: “Human blood is the best! It’s so damn sweet!”
At this point, the fear that you felt had started to make your senses go numb. Of course, every attack was excruciatingly painful, but it was as if the max amount of terror had been met long ago.
That’s it... Nobody is going to come for me... I’m going to die here. You thought, submitting yourself to another set of fresh tears. Considering how dehydrated you were, you were surprised you could shed them at all. At least I got to see Mammon before I die... I must have spooked him, though...
“Who the FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” The sound of various familiar voices jostled you from your thoughts of death, and you opened your eyes to find your seven saviors standing before you.
Mammon tackled you in the biggest hug he had ever given anyone.
“(Y/N)...” He sobbed into your shoulder, forgetting to remove the restraints beforehand. “(Y/N), you’re okay.”
You chuckled softly. The hug pushed up against your various cuts and bruises, but you were thankful nonetheless. You nodded weakly, your body gaining a growing sense of heaviness as the seconds marched forward.
“Take their restraints off first, idiot!” Asmo’s voice wailed from behind them.
The Avatar of Lust gently removed the magic ties from your mouth, wrists, and ankles.
“Oh dear, your beautiful skin...” Asmo ran a finger across some of the exposed bruises lining your arm. “I’m so sorry...”
The sounds of torture echoing through the room made your skin crawl, and goosebumps formed on the back of your neck. Satan, Belphie, and Lucifer had surprisingly teamed up to take on the kidnapper.
Of course, the trio were three of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. There was no issue in terms of strength, but as for how long they could keep him alive before they could force him to endure a slow and painful death, that was another story...
“Here...” Beel sat next to you, a bottle of water in hand. “Drink some. It has electrolytes so your strength can come back.”
Pressing the tip of the bottle against your lips, he looked a little relieved when you began to drink the liquid.
“Ah... thank you Beel.” Your voice was so fragile and quiet that Beel wanted to cry. How long had you been screaming for your voice to end up like this?
“(Y/N), I’m sorry. We didn’t know...”
You shook your head slightly, the mere action making you dizzy (probably from the concussion).
Levi was awkwardly standing off to the side, unsure of what to say. He too had been a part of the masses; he too had failed you. Would you even consider him a friend after this? It would make sense.
Finally, the screams of torture were put to a halt as the kidnapper demon passed out.
“We aren’t done with him yet,” Belphie said, “but for now, we’ll leave him tied up here so Barbatos can teleport him to the torture chambers.”
The rest of the brothers accepted this without question.
Lucifer, having gotten most if not all of the anger out of his system, felt hollow. Slowly stepping over to you, he bent down to one knee. One of his gloved hands tilted your chin upwards so that the two of you were able to lock eyes.
He noticed the bruises. The scratches. The injuries. The blood seeping from your shirt on your right side.
“I’m truly and deeply sorry.” Lucifer looked down, as if bowing down to you. “I will not ask for your forgiveness. We have failed you.”
You shook your head, a rough set of coughs erupting from your core and sending the vertigo back into motion.
“Thank you... for rescuing me...” Your words were as fragile as a thin piece of glass, and it shattered Lucifer’s heart.
“You’re safe now, (Y/N). I promise.”