Archangel Lucifer Lectures

5:00. The next morning, Lucifer went to Column Hall. He did not wake Maya, he just smacked her at the top and quietly left the house. The sun has just begun to rise above the horizon, birds chirping here and there. Breathing fresh, morning air, the archangel soared skyward. *** Have you ever attended a lecture by the Fallen himself?! I'm sure not. A brunette named Nalma, having met the other day at a disco with a demoness named Ramza, who used to serve the Luminous. Then the demoness got tired and she ran away in English. From her, the brunette learned that Lucifer, it turns out, lectures! And so she hurried, literally, to the Devil's hands, not forgetting to wake up her friend on the phone: - Wake up! It's time to go to school! - shouted the brunette into the phone. - Ramza! There was a yawn in the pipe, and a sleepy voice answered: "Go to school yourself. "I'll sleep," the demoness said, regretting that she had met such a restless one and agreed to take her to the Lord. Finally, the demoness added: - Call the director and tell him that I'm sick and I won't come today! Ramza was now very sorry to have made friends with this... sweet girl. She didn't want to see the Devil again. Especially, turn to ashes from the click of the Creator. Right away. Br-r-r! The black-eyed squinted as if from the cold. - Nalm, can I not go, eh? I have not shown myself to the Light-Bearing for a long time... and I fear him. - Girlfriend, do not anger me! - Nalma threatened her. - After all, I will get together now and join you! You have five minutes for training! The clock is ticking! And what do you order to do with such a girlfriend?! After all, you have to follow this tired lazy woman, drag her forcibly with you, or... "The last time I call you of my own free will, friend! Are you coming with me, or what?! - the brunette asked in a threatening intonation. - Nah... Ramza dropped the challenge and reached out. Threats from the mortal, black-eyed perceived frivolously. Think, shout, growl, and it will be on this. The demoness yawned and slowly rose, went to the closet and opened it. - What to choose from such abundance? - Ramz said sarcastically, tapping his fingers on the door. The choice fell on a black smoke dress, the frills of which end at knee level. Wearing ordinary black shoes, the girl stood opposite the mirror and looked at herself. Fixed dark reddish curly curls, just below the shoulders. Lepota! "Die, so with a parade and with a song!" - Ramza decided for herself. Meanwhile, Nalma was already approaching her friend's house and tried to get through to the lecturer, hoping that he could get Ramza to go with her. *** Lucifer sat in Column Hall, waiting for the students. In order not to die of boredom, the arch took a list from his pocket and ran over it with a glance. He vibrated his mobile phone on the table - Lucifer reluctantly reached for him. - Yes? - Is that Lucifer? - He is the most, - confirmed the archangel, continuing to read the list of names. "How can I help you?" The brunette stumbled. How to tell the teacher that one of his students rebelled and completely refuses to go to study? "Just say so," said Luz's calm voice on the receiver. He propped his head up with his left hand, doing his best to stay awake. Yawned. In the same tone he continued: - Come yourself, but do not worry about Ramza. I transport it myself. Nalma froze in place, almost dropping her phone. Two minutes later, the girl came to her senses, remembering that the interlocutor was patiently and silently waiting on the other end of the line, hastened to answer: - X-good. The brunette was opposite the door of her friend's apartment. Standing a little, she shuddered and ran down the stairs. *** Lucifer put his phone aside and glanced at his watch - 6:00. I decided to take a little nap and put my head on my hands folded on the table. 7:30 a.m. There was a huge crash outside the door. Lucifer started up, missed and stared in the direction of the noise. After another blow, the door succumbed, flying off the hinges and collapsing to the floor, along with Sammy, who was dead of shock. - Winchester, your mother! - the archangel flared up. - You weren't taught to knock?! What the fuck did you blow the door behind?! "Sorry," the younger Winchester rose and dusted himself off. "Dean is still mad at me for going to your lectures. He suspects you've bewitched me. The devil chuckled. After what Sammy experienced, the elder Winchester's dismay may well be considered valid. - And, by the way: I knocked on the door, Luci! - hurried to add wessel. - I must have knocked on the top of my head! She is instead of a ram, as I will see. - Not true, seethed Sam. "Really, Sammy. Really. Lucifer did not let Wessel insert the word, asking: - Is your cool bro with you today? - Yes, here he is somewhere, - Sam looked around and, not finding his brother in proximity, panicked. - Dee-in, where did you go? Lucifer also looked around. "Lost my brother, right, Sammy?" the pretext quipped. The younger Winchester frowned and looked out into the corridor. - He is not there, - the voice of the archangel was heard behind his back, all this time constantly watching his vessel. Sam returned to the office, approached the blond man and looked into his blue eyes. Winged was not taken aback, immediately adding: - I don't give a damn about all the Winchesters but you, Sam, 'the arch came up to him and put his hand on his shoulder, keeping his eyes on the wessel. Sighed. - So, check the door, or I will apply my favorite methods... as motivation. Lucifer smiled innocently, patted the taken aback Sam on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the table. The younger Winchester remained in place, turning his gaze into the door lying in front of him. How to raise it now? He pulled on one side, realized that he would not move alone. Erased the sweat from his forehead. Lucifer laughed, sometimes glancing at the efforts of his vessel. "Could have helped!" Sam snapped at him. Winged showed language. - Very original, Light-bearing! - My hut is on the edge, I don't know anything! - retorted the archangel, displaying funny patterns on the sheet. Then, slowly rose, went out into the fresh air, taking with him a mobile phone. *** Eve was going to OA * as best she could, realizing deep down that she was long late. The day did not work out in the morning - then she hastily washed her hair with a washer, it is not known how she got into the bathroom. Lucky that the scalp did not lose! Bald did not want to go to the lecture at all. Somehow twisting them in the tail, the girl went to the pedestal and took an envelope from her, twisted in her hands. No sender, no return address. Nothing. Only in the column "recipient" was written for Eve (for Eve). The brunette thought for a long time whether to print it. Curiosity prevailed and the girl opened the envelope. Unfolding the letter, I read: "Woof!." I read it again and patted my eyes in surprise. What kind of jokes?! Tore and threw away the letter. The doorbell rang. Who brought there, I wonder? Carefully went to open. - What... Ah-ah-ah! - burst out of the mouth of the brunette. Sitting on the stairwell, he stared at her... blue-eyed cerberus, all the heads of which examined the girl with interest. - Woof! - at the same time all the heads gave voice. Eve's eyes rolled and she fainted, under the gaze of the cerberus. *** Having resolved the issue with one student, Lucifer returned. Seeing Sam fiddling with the door, he grinned. "The door is heavy! How much does she weigh? - swept through the head of the younger Winchester. "A couple of jerks - and the back is over!" "It weighs exactly three tons, my dear," the Devil answered the hunter's thought. Sam Winchester sped up and looked wearily at the wingman. - If something doesn't go, a grenade launcher will help you! - the archangel announced sarcastically. -Ha ha ha! You are the king of jokes, Lucifer. - Yeah, - the interlocutor nodded and immediately added: - I'm wondering who thought of you like that, um... stupidity? - Dean... 'the hunter exhaled, once again trying to lift the door. It didn't work out. - We made a bet that any of us from a fist such door will carry. - AND? - What "and"? I didn't succeed with a fist, but with all the swoop, right on... belly landed, Christmas trees! Lucifer laughed out loud. The younger Winchester built a serious grimace. Lucifer continued to laugh at him, holding his stomach. - Hear, horse! Stop laughing! - Sam harked. The hunter measured the archangel with a stern look. Lucik calmed down, looked at his wessel... and laughed again at the top of his voice. Sam decided to resort to the threat. "If you don't stop laughing, I'll cut off your wings! Lucifer chuckled. Who is this boy trying to scare?! Shook his head. "I have been threatened so many times, Sam, that I no longer take these threats seriously," the blonde mentally told the wessel. - However, on the most sacred - my wings - no one has encroached yet. Do you really want to saw them off for me?" And immediately disappointed added: "You've been boring lately, Sammy. And he himself thought: is friendship with the most evil creature in the world desalinating a simple life? Lucifer sighed. We urgently need to rectify the situation! Lucifer approached his wessel, leaned over his ear, and offered: "I can be your glitch again," giggled. And your life will regain its colors and meaning. Do you want it? Thank you, dear friend. Only life began to improve, and you again offer to plunge into chaos and madness. "Don't," the hunter politely refused. - Master-master. If anything, turn. "Absolutely," Sam grunted under his breath. There were women's screams and dog barking in the street. - What is it?! - the archangel raised his eyebrows in surprise and moved to the source of the cry. Sam was confused. Dogs?! Where from?! Cerberus have no place in the OA! All sorts of terrible creatures live here, ready to pounce on every defenseless person who accidentally got here! (Lucifer is an exception - he drives them himself!) Sam ran outside, almost crashing into the archangel. What is it? Having caught up with Lucifer and looking at him in the same place where he was, he almost cried out - the cerberus chased the brunette, all the while barking and trying to grab her by the neck, then by the leg. Eve screamed heart-rendingly (Lucifer laughed and cleared his ears, and Sam blocked them tightly), ran away, but Cerberus caught up with her all the time and knocked her down Sam ran outside, almost crashing into the archangel. What is it? Having caught up with Lucifer and looking at him in the same place where he was, he almost cried out - the cerberus chased the brunette, all the while barking and trying to grab her by the neck, then by the leg. Eve screamed heart-rendingly (Lucifer laughed and cleared his ears, and Sam tightly blocked them), ran away, but the cerberus caught up with her all the time and knocked her down. "I'm going to kill that dog!" she shouted, glancing at the innocent-smiling archangel. - And then... then I'll take care of you, merry fellow! The brunette wanted to tell Lucifer a lot, but he interrupted her: "Enough for you. Cerberus fell silent and sat down, glancing with blue eyes now at his Creator, then at Eve. - Peak, you did your job. Go home. Cerberus barked and disappeared, as if he had never been here. - I love obedient dogs, Lucifer smiled at the brunette. She jumped to her feet, snorted, dusted herself off and walked confidently towards the blonde who was watching her. "I'll complain to Chuck!" the girl said loudly. –It's outrageous! Lucifer tapped his tongue and motioned for Sam and Eve to enter the building. On the way, a leaf appeared in the hands of the archangel. Winged with an important look began to study it, breaking away a short distance from the wessel and brunette. "He's weird," Eve whispered to Sam. But the girl was not at all worried about the strange behavior of the Light-Bearing, but... She turned her head, looking for someone. Where's Dean? Sam bowed his head, not deciding what to answer to such a simple question. The elder brother promised to appear in order to "straighten the brains" of his unreasonable brother. The absence of his older brother only said that he either went on a spree with another beauty and scored on Sam, which is theoretically impossible, since from an early age his father taught Dean to closely monitor his younger brother and pull him out of all sorts of troubles, or he teleported somewhere wrong and is now looking for a way back. Poor big brother. Sam came to his senses when he remembered about the girl waiting for an answer and about Lucifer looking directly at point blank range. "What?" the hunter stared at the archangel. "You're stuck," the winged man replied and immediately explained: "You think for a long time, Sammy. I started worrying about you. Eve looked at the hanging man, as if she had seen him for the first time. "What's wrong with you, Winchester?" she asked excitedly. The younger Winchester shook his head. So, calmly. What was the question? Where's Dean? Hmm... "My brother's somewhere, calm down. - That's good, said the brunette. - And then I already decided that he was missing with ends. - Have you talked? Let's hurry to the hall, otherwise the students will have to get acquainted with this unique demon themselves. The Trinity sped up without uttering another word. 8:00. "Er, Sammy," the archangel nodded at the door, which had been lying on the floor all this time. - Yo-my, - the hunter responded with an almost dead voice. - I... it completely flew out of my head, Lucifer. "Whoa!" Eve whistled, peeking over the shoulder of the bewildered brown-haired man. What happened here? "Someone overdid it," the archangel grinned, sat down at the table and for some reason put glasses on his nose. Then he shook his head, shouting at the wessel and adding: - Unfortunate Sammy. - There is power, no brains! We'll get to the waterfall like that! Yes, Sam? - the girl could not resist the joke, passing by the hunter and blowing him a kiss. The younger Winchester glanced at the brunette, who occupied the second table, in a row by the window. "I must grieve you, dear lady. Sammy's not one of those now, "the winged one giggled. The hunter measured his grief-archangel with a stern look, causing only affection on the winged face. What a lovely Sammy after all! - Hear you! - shook at him shaten. "I'm normal! The devil laughed out loud. - If Sam were different, the OA would hardly let him in... I wasn't wrong, was I? Sam darkened. Maybe stop discussing this incident?! However, Lucifer ignored the wessel's warnings, continuing the dialogue with the girl. "She said it right. "What?" Sam said. –It's true??? Goosebumps ran down the hunter's back. OA can kill?! Unthinkable! It's good that the younger Winchester is normal. Lucifer laughed, squinting at the wessel. Joker, yo-my! -Sure. Before I dragged here, I read a little about this... habitat. Haven't you read it, chestnut? - No. And I'm Sam, not a chestnut. The brunette huffed and turned to the window. The celestial guards synchronously approach each other, turn around and walk back. Guard straight! However, who they guard is unclear. There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no wind, and the sun does not fry fiercely, as on Earth, but carefully warms all the inhabitants of this... Hell. Interesting. Eve locked eyes with Fallen. The winged premile smiled at her. - I'll tell you about the features of this Hell in a separate lecture, okay? - What about?.. But what about... "Eve, not now," the archangel interrupted. - All questions after. The brunette fell silent, bowing her head. The devil came up to her and said affectionately: -No offense. Standing a little near the table, Lucifer slowly turned around and headed for the heavy door lying on the floor and the hunter standing at a distance. - Look, - says arch wessel, taking his hand and directing him to the first table, in the middle row, - as a professional acts. Sam chuckled. Professional, yeah. From God. The hunter did not sit down, but simply turned his back to the table, leaning slightly against him with his lower back and crossing his arms on his chest. Come on, pro, demonstrate the wonders of archangelism. Winged sharply turned to his unsuspecting vessel, threw him a generous slap in the face (the brunette screamed and pressed her head into her shoulders, turned her gaze into the table lid), then turned back to the door and, with a wave of her hand, the door slowly rose and hung in the air, waiting for further manipulations. Lucifer smoothly pointed the brush at the door frame and the door dutifully obeyed and fell into place as expected. - F * * * off! 'exclaimed Sam. Why didn't you do that right away? - I was le-en, - Lucifer lazily stretched, the wings behind him also stretched out and quickly gathered (but did not disappear!) Behind his back. "I really wanted to make fun of you. Sam rolled his eyes. The Fallen is not the Fallen without his trademark mockery, jokes, etc. A typical Devil. In the corridor there was a crash and a three-story mat of the fallen. Sam raised his eyebrows in surprise, Eve shuddered and startled her eyes, and Lucifer laughed. Of course, after all, his older brother collapsed, who rarely, but did not swear at all! And then... - Your mother! - Dean swore more culturally, getting to his feet and dusting himself off. - What other jokes? He walked along the corridor, turned into the hall where Eve was, pouring with hysterical laughter, Lutz and Sam, all this time trying to shut up laughter at least with something. - Here you are, grumbled Dean Winchester as he looked around the trio. And by whose grace did I fail here, eh? The Trinity looked at each other, then stared at the hunter incomprehensibly. Lutz looked the least like a misunderstood, as he laughed very loudly and was red like cancer. "According to mine," answered the archangel, unfolded his booming wessel with his back to Dean, tied his hands and imprinted his forehead on the table. - Freeze, Sammy! You can't talk to your brother properly! The brunette giggled as she watched the fight between the archangel and Sam. Dean shook his head. He was always against communicating with creatures like Lucifer, preferring to kill them. However, this harmful blond knows a lot... and only he, if anything, can help. Damn it! The elder Winchester shook his head, driving these thoughts as far as possible. "You're right about help, Dinny. I'm priceless! The elder Winchester gushed. All "I" yes "I"! How hard it will be with this anchor in the future! Oh... So, calmly. This is Lucifer. He is always like that, even after an illness. 8:15. - I need to urgently call, - Lucifer announced to everyone present, left the wessel alone, having previously tightly tied to the table in such an absurd position and quickly retired into the corridor. Sam remained... on his stomach... facing Eve and backwards towards Dean. This situation did not suit the hunter, and he decided to free himself before the arrival of the teacher. Grunted, puffed, but zero sense. Sighed. - Dee-in, - Sam plaintively called his brother, finally exhausted. "Help me free myself. The younger Winchester hoped to the last that his older brother would help him out, however, he passed by, looking askance at the tent and saying: "He's bound you with charms. So, lie back and rest. - No-no, "the younger Winchester pleaded. - No! - the brunette stretched out and both brothers stared at her. 'Why is Sam lying facing me and not... his soft part? Such a good look disappears! Dean choked and Sam let out what sounded like a whimper. Time in OA is going damn slow. This brunette understood when she looked at the clock. It's noon Earth time, probably, but here the Sun has just risen into the sky. How hard it is to expect the rest. Eve folded her hands on the table and lowered her head on them. - Waiting kills, - with these words, the girl covered her eyes and dozed off. *** 8:30. Blond, meanwhile, called his lover. A lecture without it is not a lecture at all. Maya answered the phone. "Hello," she yawned. - My sun, get up! Today is an important day! "It's too early, dear. "It's not too early! Come, otherwise I can't cope with my own vessel, - complained the archangel. - Behaves very badly! - If I help you, then from Dinyakha I will rob. - Run to me right away so that Belkin gets the answer. I'm waiting. And dropped the challenge. Ramza and Nalma remained. 8:45. Nalm did not have to be accompanied. When Lucifer looked into the hall, the girl was already there and was angry with her friend for not deigning to come. One here. Where's the second one? The devil dialed Fenritz's cell number and when he answered, demanded that he find and bring Ramsa with him. "All right, Lord. I'll deliver at my best. See you later. 8:55. Lilo-eyed did not deceive - he delivered the black-eyed fugitive on time. Nalma immediately pulled the demon along and arranged it at the third table, in a row by the window. Maya also came, sitting this time at the teacher's table. The rest of the students were housed themselves *. Sam was released. They laughed together, but were released. 9:00. "Finally, everyone gathered," the Devil began to say, pacing the hall and looking at the students. - Didn't expect my brothers to come and... redhead, did you come too? I'm so glad! Well... let's start. Lucifer folded his hands behind his back, pacing slowly along the rows. - We take pens and write the first name - Sammitas. All silently recorded. The witch wanted to clarify something, but the winged one interrupted her, continuing: - Semmitas (Sammytas), aka Mnem, aka Zoltan. - Three names?! Does it happen? - Sam was surprised. Why does he have three? The devil stopped and slowly turned to the interlocutor. Arch picked up the right words for a minute. - Sammitas he was called angels, Mnem - demons, and Zoltan - people. Over time, the last two names were forgotten and only the first remained - Sammitas. - Comb it! 'to say Dean was in shock is an understatement. Why did he pursue my brother? The devil met his eyes with the elder Winchester. - What did Sammy tell you when Sammitas first appeared? - He said that... "They look alike, Belkin," a quiet chuckle rolled through the hall. "Very similar. - How strong? Rowena asked, rummaging through the pouch. "Maybe I can beat him. For Sam's sake. "100%, redhead," the archangel snapped coldly. "You certainly won't win that. Sammitas is a clone of Samuel. Strong clone. I have no idea how they managed to clone Sam if he was constantly in my sight? Mary and Dean looked at each other, Bobby said something like "Goonies! How did you manage to allow this?!" - Lutz turned away for a moment, and during this time, the demons managed to take measurements from his wessel! - Gabriel joked at the wrong time. - You need to watch your vessel better, brother! The devil suddenly turned out to be next to the joker, generously heating him on the top of his head. Balthazar pressed his head into his shoulders, fearing a rake from Mikhail, who showed signs that Baltu would be kayuk if he jerked something like that, and at the same time, was afraid to get from Lucifer, so he sat silently. 10:00. "What was he wearing?" asked Charlie. - Well, what is the usual clothes on it? Or is he copying Sam, again? "That demon tends to be red. Blood demon, after all. I saw him in the clergyman's red cassock. But his hair is maroon, his height and physique are the same as Samuel's. The eyes are dark. - So! - the red witch rose and stepped forward. Lucifer sat down at his table and began to whisper something to Maya, while simultaneously watching the witch. - Who will come with me to catch this... clone? Silence hung. 10:05. "I'll go," Sean replied. "I'm a witcher too. "I'm with you," Julieta said. - I hope Rowena won't throw out some unpleasant surprise while we are busy searching? "I'll follow her, don't worry," Sean assured her. Lucifer supported his head with his hand. The voluntary victim unit is ready. We must stop it! - Even if you all go, you still can't beat him, guys - the Devil blocked the exit, leaning against the door jamb and crossing his arms on his chest. - You can try, of course, but... you'll die before you can get within striking distance of it. Sammitas won't let you near, believe me. Luz stepped away from the door. 11:00. - What then to do? Lucifer thought, thought and suggested: - Samuel needs to talk to him and find out what he wants. - Me?! - the younger Winchester's eyes darkened. He'll kill me! I'll take my guns and go... - No, Sam! You'll go to him like that, "Lucifer insisted. And without Dean! - But... - No, I said! 'Fallen barked at him. - Why?! - Wessel answered in the same tone. - Because he's IMMORTAL, your division! NOTHING will take it! He is not just a demon! He's an EXTRA DEMON! You see, no??? Maya approached Lucifer from behind and hugged him, smacking him in the neck. The archangel rolled his eyes and calmed down a little. 11:15. - You understand: with such demons it is easier to be friends than to fight. I checked... 11:20. -You don't say... Everyone fell silent and stared at the intruder. The jaws of many fell... in horror, and Rowena's bag with personal belongings fell out of her hands. - Why are you shouting here? - the voice came again. Lucifer closed his dead lover and slowly turned to his voice. Red cassock, burgundy hair, dark eyes... Is that so! "Sammitas?" asked Lucifer, almost in a whisper. "Yep," he nodded as he passed him, patting him on the shoulder and Maya, smiling innocently at her. - Yes, something you completely lost your grip, Devil. Disorder. Ka-ak everyone rushed to the exit, almost knocking down Sammitas, Lutz and Maya, as they shouted in horror! A minute later, only three remained in the Hall of Columns - Lutz, Maya and the perplexed Sammitas. - Something I did not understand: where did everyone run?! "Fuck them, Tas. to be continued...