Somthing I wrote based on the idea of lucifer raising Harry. A bit long
If there's one thing Lucifer hated, it was people using him. Be it in name or action, everyone always blamed the devil.
*the devil made me do it! * as if he had any desire to make them do anything.
Desire, that was the key to everything. Good and bad. The problem was, he only got the credit when they acted on the bad ones. Oh yes, whenever someone got caught in some vile act it was his fault. But any other time they ended up praising his father instead.
thank god, they'd say. Please, as if his father cared. It was all him. But they'd never give thanks to the devil when, after that one night of kinky debauchery resulted in a little bundle of joy. oh no, little Billy got called an angel. Or a little miracle.
He, lucifer, did more for humanity than they would ever know. And what was his reward? To be stuck lording over hell, vilified by those he helped and worshipped by cultists and those most vile, the dregs of humanity that he despises.
And don't even start on the goat thing.. Whomever was responsible for that travesty held a special reservation in hell..
Still, he had his fun. The occasional jaunt here and there to earth. A few favours, the odd deal, just to keep the spirits up. Humans were fun to mess with, and magical humans even more so.
"oh hello. Another one of you is it? Charming, the robes are still a bit much, I always say you can't go wrong with Armani, I mean, just look at me"
His words were met with silence. This happened every now and then, some magical, or a group of them, would find some dusty book on demonology and then one baffoon would inevitably try and cast the ritual to summon a demon. So of course lucifer would go instead, so the idiots didn't get themselves torn asunder, along with earth itself.
The motley crew in front of him gradually got themselves together. The leader coming forward to give the usual spiel.
"let me stop you there old chap. I'm sure you had a lovely speech planned, no doubt somthing about global conquest, my bowing down to your might, helping to rub your feet, blah, blah demonic servant, and so on. Unfortunately I'm quite busy with hell at the moment, just popped in to take this back," lucifer stepped forward, taking the book the old man was holding..
"for your own safety really. You'll thank me later." giving a wave to the dumbstruck group, he unfurled his mings and disappeared..
It was a while before anything like that happened again, in fact it'd been so long lucifer began to hope he had confiscated the last of those infernal books.
So, the Lord of hell was understandably irritated when he was suddenly forced to abandon his current.. Activities with Maze, to answer the call.
"for dad's sake. This better be more important than the last one. I was in the middle of some positively sinful sex."
His irritation faded, when he finally got a look at the woman who had dared summon him.
A gorgeous mane of red hair, a pair of mesmerising green eyes. And a figure lucifer suddenly wished he could die for.
" I want to make a deal "....
Later..
"Mazikeen!" lucifer called
"you're back, you want to pick up where we left off?" the demoness sauntered up to him, pausing, dumbfounded when he held somthing out to her..
"what the hell lucifer! Why do you have a baby!?"
"I don't" the devil grinned, pushing the infant into his lieutenants unwilling arms. "you do, I made a deal. That this boy would be protected and cared for. His mother was.. Quite insistent he have a mother figure, so, congratulations Maze, you're a mum"
"I'm a what?" she growled..
The baby. Harry, giggled