The Sinners

Chapter Seven

Nate strolled down the huge corridor with his brain set on one specific individual. It had been a very long time since he strolled through these lobbies. Nate smiled softly as he recalled chasing after Olivia threatening to throw her into the lowest pits. Upon arriving, Nate could hear the sounds of screams nearby which made him roll his eyes in annoyance. As Nate prepared to walk into the large room, something caught his attention. 

“Look who has come home!” Someone exclaimed. Turning around, Nate smiled at the buff male. He was dressed in black from head to toe with a pair of gigantic black wings on his back. 

“Bubblebob!” Nate greeted, causing the man to shoot him an angry look. 

“You’ve just arrived and I’m already excited to see you leave.” The man replied. 

Nate chuckled. “Where is my father, Beelzebub?” 

Ignoring the question, Beelzebub continued. “Where’s the rest? Are you here to take your rightful places in Hell? It’s your time to take over.” 

“Father said we didn’t have to take our places until we were ready to do so.” Nate responded. 

Holding his hands up in defense, Beelzebub spoke. “I’m not rushing. Welcome back to Hell!” 

Without saying anything else, Nate strolled towards the enormous dark entryway prior to pushing it open. Nate looked forward as he saw a figure remaining on the balcony looking after the city. Everything looked precisely the same as it did when Nate left. The huge chimney sat toward the side of the room with fire enriching it, the bed sat against the wall and had been made up perfectly, the dark curtains that covered the huge windows and balcony doors had been pushed back as the perspective on smoke and fire grabbed Nate's eye. 

"My Son, it's great to see that you've returned. I was starting to believe that you had failed to remember me." The man said without turning towards Nate.

"My sincerest apologies, father." Nate earnestly apologized. Lucifer turned around as he laid eyes on his son. Smiling brightly, Lucifer left the balcony and entered the room to get a closer look at the boy. 

“No need to apologize to me.” Lucifer started. “You’re here now. Where’s the rest?”

Nate sighed as he plunked down in one of the seats nearest to the chimney. "Hosting a gathering." 

"Harold's idea, I'm assuming?" Lucifer inquired. 

"Mine." Nate addressed honestly. "Father, I'm here on the grounds that something has occurred. On Earth, there's a gathering of young ladies who appear to not be ordinary."

"There are a considerable amount of odd individuals on Earth, child. This is the same old thing." 

"Indeed yet one of them is totally insusceptible to hellfire." Nate uncovered. "Initially, I considered them to be demons that you sent yet it changed when two of them responded to the heat."

"I see." Lucifer answered. Nate realized that his dad didn't have a lot of interest in the discussion yet he had to know more. 

"She isn't pure, father. At the point when I contacted her, I detected fiendishness." Nate uncovered. "She has murdered."

Lucifer plunked down as a grin gradually ran over his face. "There she is." 

"Who?" Nate inquired. "Would it be advisable for me to return later?" 

“I’ve told you the story of the seven deadly sins many times. At the point when you requested to join your siblings on Earth, I disclosed to you that I had no worries with you doing so." Lucifer started. "I realized that you'd meet each other eventually. While wandering the Earth, I met someone. She was an exceptionally unique lady and disclosed to me that she had gotten away from her home because of pressing factors."

"Who was she?" Nate inquired. He looked as Lucifer grinned significantly as he seemed to be deep in thought. 

"At that time, she was Princess Marie of Runne. At the point when I saw her once more, she was Queen Marie. I discovered that her marriage was falling apart after the birth of her first child so she and her better half had chosen to not carry on with their relationship. All things being equal, our relationship developed. I needed to return to Hell so I disclosed to her that I needed to let her go." Lucifer uncovered. "Indeed, even in Hell, I was aware of the presence of my youngest child."

“Child?” Nate exclaimed as he stood from the chair.

"The child is associated with a significant number of the spirits here. They've been attempting to speak with her for some time now and soon she will be able to communicate with them but Hell isn't the place for her." 

"Is there any valid reason why it wouldn't be?" Nate inquired. "Assuming she is your child, wouldn't it be easier on the off chance that she lived here?"

Lucifer shook his head. "There isn't anything simple about the child’s life, son. She is a Princess of Runne." 

"She is a Princess of Hell as well!" Nate shouted. "She is the seventh sin!" 

“Son.”

“We’ve been traveling through time and have remained in the 80s since 1987!” Nate said. 

"For what reason do you imagine that occurred?" Lucifer inquired. "You and all of your siblings are drawn together and associated. It was the fundamental motivation behind why you needed to dwell on Earth with most of them. You were attracted to Chester, California during the 80s on the grounds that your sister was there!" Lucifer uncovered. "The other 2 with her are basically her relatives. They don't have anything to do with any of us here. They're Marie's little girls with her significant other."

Acknowledgment hit Nate like a truck. He had totally failed to remember that the whole conversation happened in light of the fact that he needed to talk about Zoie. Slowly, Nate moved in an opposite direction from his dad who remained there with an unreadable expression on his face. 

“There’s good within her.” Lucifer started. 

"Zoie is our sister. She's Wrath." Nate muttered to himself. 

"Which is the reason she can't live here." Lucifer completed as he arranged to leave. 

"She has slaughtered." Nate murmured brutally. "You realize that I have an evil sense. Well Father, I detected her malevolence."

Freezing, Lucifer remained there as he pondered what Nate had uncovered. Virtue could never make due in the profundities of Hell. However, the information on his youngest child living up to her title satisfied him.

"Bring her home." Lucifer requested. After bowing his head in respect, Nate left the room leaving Lucifer to stand there alone. With the snap of a finger, a woman appeared in the room behind him. Smiling softly to himself, Lucifer turned around as the woman stared at him with fear. 

"Escaping heaven is serious however my father is an extremely sympathetic man. Fortunately for you, I am feeling liberal today." Lucifer said. 

Shaking her head, the lady put her hands together as though she was arguing for leniency. "Please, my lord." 

"My little girl is at last assuming her legitimate position on the throne yet I realize that she won't descend without a fight. To reassure that I have good intentions, I will revive you and you shall return to Earth." 

“Thank you!” She cried.

"I highly suggest that you live with kindness and ask my father for absolution during your lifetime or we will meet once more." Lucifer expressed. 

"I will, my lord.” She cried once more. 

"Farewell Alice."