Previously on Lucifer's Queen

I mopped the floor and dried it. Scrapping all the left overs in into the garbage dispenser I took up my bag, my plate and walked down to my old room, the basement.

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I looked at the basement. On the ground laid my old dirty mattress that I once slept on along with my small tattered blanket that was too small to cover my body as a child.

They was nothing else down here. Walking over to the matress I placed down my bag and started to devour my supper. The brunt rice got hard ever now and again but it wasn't so bad with the gravy.

After finishing it all I placed the dishes on the floor beside my matress and made myself comfortable as possible. A small draft drifted in the room making me shiver.

Reaching over and into my bag I pulled out a jacket and a long skirt to cover myself. The skirt covered from my feet up to my stomach while the jacket covered from my stomach upwards.

If I was at home the fireplace would be providing warmth and so would Lucifer's arms even if he doesn't thinks I'm not aware that he cuddles me every night. It was something I figured out that he did whole we were with the dragons.

A small smile covered my lips as I slipped into slumber.

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I could my skirt and the bottom of my dress being shoved up onto my body making the cold basement air greet my legs. Opening my eyes I blinked a few times then rubbed them to see better.

My step father sat on my mattress shoving up clothes. His cold fingers then began to rub up and down my leg. "D-dad what are you doing?" My eyes began burning and tears leaked out.

"Sh... I'm not your real dad and I want to have some fun with you." I kicked both my feet out and his hand fell off.

I tried pulling my legs to cuddle in my own body as a protective mechanism but he was faster. His dropped his whole body on top of mine. His hand found my neck and his face was directly above mine. "I've been watching you for a very long time now," The smell alcohol on his breath assault my nostrils. It was clear he wasn't in his right mind but a drunk mans words were always a sober mans thoughts.

I could feel my body shaking as I heard him fondle with his belt buckle. Eventually he began thrusting. "Oh your so nice and warm Beth." I could feel his penis between my legs. My panty was still on and for that I was thankful. But it didn't stop the feeling of disgust from taking over.

Obviously his coordination was off. He continued to hump between my legs. "Uh fuck, your mom is never this good." His pace began to increase as I laid there not knowing what to do or how to react. I wanted to hurl.

"Uh god..." Between my legs currently felt wet. Tears were falling from my eyes since the beginning of this whole ordeal. " Sh... Don't cry baby there lots more where that came from." He placed a tongue filled kiss on my cheek as he must have thought it was my mouth.

After he was finished he got up and buckled his pants. "I'll be back another time." He stumbled and would his way out the basement.

A new set of tears sprang to my eyes as I sobbed silently into my hand. I felt so used and disgusted even if he didn't fully rape me. Gripping the skirt and riped it off my body. Folding up some of it I began rubbing between my legs. I rubbed between my legs as hard as I could trying to get the memories and everything else along with it as far away from me as possible, however it was hopeless. I threw the skirt on the floor and cried even more.

After hours of crying slowly I reached for my bag and pulled out another skirt this one more thick and sturdy. On wobbling legs I carefully made my way to the top of the stairs leading to the rest of the house and clicked the lock into place. If only I had remembered it earlier.

When I got back down the steps I took up my long skirt and found a new corner leaving the mattress stranded. I threw the skirt over my body and curled up in my corner trying to fall asleep once more. It was daybreak before that happened. I now felt like what I truly am, garbage.

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It had been three whole days and my demons where yet to find her. The continents of Europe, Asia, Antarctica, Australia, South America and Africa though unlikely she was there have been thoroughly searched. The only continent left was North America. The demons were moving slower than expected.

The fear dripping off the humans had also increased. Some of my demons jumped from body to body leaving their hosts with slight amnesia.

In large numbers demons moved like plagues. Some humans had thought judgment was upon them. A darker smoke thick fog would cover the sky as my demons passed through and searched.

"Lucifer!" Rapheal's voice boomed through my corridors. The doors to the throne room were shoved open banging against the wall. "You arrogant low life. How dare you release such a quantity of demons on the human population?"

"Hello as well brother." I was not in the mood for my family's company.

"Explain yourself Lucifer. Why is their such a large number of demons on Earth?"

"I'm looking for something and until I find it my demons are going to be their until I say other wise."

"Searching-" He stopped talking and a devious smile crossed his face. "She left didn't she and now your looking for her?" My face gave nothing away. " That must be it. Oh Lord this is good," He smiled showing all of his teeth and turned to leave. "Oh and Lucifer, if we find her before you do she's ours." He soon disappeared leaving a white and slightly golden feather like all angels do.

We've searched the last continent and found her. She's in a community called Haven.

Why would she go back to that disgusting place. A place where nobody liked her as a child. What was she thinking?

Feeling slightly pissed I called for Adramelech. He has tended to my wall robe for the last three hundred centuries. He was not to be taken lightly. I had instructed him to stay out of my room while Elizabeth was here.

"Yes Lord." He knelt down before me in the form of a human. He too had been on the search it seemed.

"Get me a suit we're going to Haven."

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I had been with my family for a total of twelve days now. Today was Grace's wedding and everyone from the community was present. Her entire theme was copper sunset and white.

The table coverings, seats and carpet were all copper sunset with white flowers made of cloth as decor. The entire community was seated and was awaiting the bride.

I had locked the door to the basement every night since. So far my father was no longer a threat at night but during day time was a completely different thing.

He would caress my bum if I was bending over and washing the plates or whipping the floor. I slapped his hand away once and for that he slapped me across the face. I still had the bruise on my cheek. It wouldn't go away no matter what I did. Plus that wasn't the only one I had.

My mom threw hot water on my hand and punched me in the mouth on the fourth day when I burnt her scarf. Grace had dug her nails into my shoulder when I wouldn't fetch her some tea and Grandmother wacked me with her cane whenever she thought no one was looking.

I would sneak showers ever now and again when I could. I still had the money but it seemed as if I had no use for it. I went into town to purchase a few items but every store ran me out because I the demon child now woman Elizabeth was back.

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