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Obey me! Scarred, Chapt. 3

Plot: It’s time for the next step in Diavolo’s plan to unify the realms. But, in order to work, the demons would be subjected to confront their worst fears, and in some cases, who they are.

Trigger warning: Manipulation

Word count: 2399

Note: This is the third part of my previous post, you can find their link to that part at the end of this post.

It had been a couple of days since the demons last encounter with God. None of them had run into Him, thankfully. But Lucifer always brought up what He had to do that day, that way they could avoid finding Him. Or at least that is what they hoped. Most of the time the demons spent it inside the house. It wasn’t a problem for Belphegor or Levi, they were used to spending all day inside their rooms napping or watching an anime anyway.

That was another thing. Ever since they found out God would be around, the demons started to have nightly watch sessions. They would all gather around in a room, Mc’s usually, and just stay there until the morning hours. When they did manage to fall asleep, it was in the room they were all in. Mc didn’t mind the company, but they did mind what that meant. The demons were so scared of God that they couldn’t even sleep in their rooms. And really, who could blame them? The only one who’s schedule changed the least was Mc, though, now they were forced to go with the demons when they left the house whenever possible. But, so far they were managing it well, just a week and a couple more days and they would not have to see His face ever again.

There was a knock on the door. Mc locked eyes with Beel, that at the time was with them in the kitchen.

“I didn’t know Luke was going to come today to give you samples.” Beelzebulb stayed silent. “…I’ll take that as that not being Luke.” Beel left on the table his custard, and made his way to the front door, where he stood, silently staring at the door. None of the brothers were at the house at the moment, they were with Lucifer and Diavolo planning the ball that would take place at the end of the of the angels visit. Because even if they wanted to go out as little as possible, they still had responsibilities.

“Do you think it’s Him?” Beels voice was low. Barely even audible to Mc, who was standing right next to Beel. There was another knock on the door. This time lauder, more insistent, longer. Or at least that’s how Beel felt it. He stood right in front of the door wondering who might be at the other side of that it. He felt small, the door looming over him with an amount of possibility that overwhelmed the demon and made his stomach turn.

“Ill be right here.” Mc took Beels hands into theirs, giving it a small squeeze. Beel nodded slowly, before opening the door.

At the entrance of The House of Lamentation, there stood a man. No, not a man, a being. He was taller than Beelzelbub, possibly 8 feet tall or more. He had an entirely white suit, and if Mc didn’t know better, they would have sworn that man was the incarnate of evil. Big fangs and a devilish smile that screamed trouble. He looked old, far older than any other creature Mc had encountered yet. Given how slow demons and angels aged, the man standing in front of them must be who knows how many years old. His movements were weird, almost as if he wasn’t used to walk or something, well, this was God after all. Did He even need a mortal body in the Celestial Realm? Beelzebulb tensed, squeezing Mc´s hand with force.

“Ah, Beelzebulb, so good to see you. Are your brothers and nephew here?” God smiled, and for some reason Mc found themselves fearing as well. He just gave off a dangerous, menacing vibe, they felt that at any moment the man standing there could wipe them out of existence. And for all they knew, He probably could.

“No.” Was all Beel could say, hesitant, but still an answer.

“Ah, what a shame. I was hoping we could get a chat. Well, let’s not go to waste my visit. Why don’t you show me around?” Beel was unsure what to say. Perhaps if he showed his father the house he would leave and not bother them anymore. Though, that was unlikely, he looked at the clock that was hanging from the wall, Lucifer and the others wouldn’t be home till a few more hours. He got distracted from his thoughts when God gasped. “My, how unwelcoming and rude of you to not have presented me.” God mustered, this time, His eyes focused on Mc. “I was aware there was another member of the student council at this house. I just wasn’t aware they were human.”

God extended a hand at Mc, who reluctantly took it. Every instinct in Beels body told him to shield the human. But he was frozen in place.

“Mhm, how peculiar. It has been so long since I last talked with a human. Or saw one for that matter.” God laughed. “You must be quite shocked my dear. I would know how much time you have spent in this wretched place. I have to say, I am surprised you have…taken it so well.” God mustered at Mc’s and Beels locked hands, this time Beels instinct took over, he immediately hid Mc behind him.

“Leave them alone.” Snarled Beel, not realizing his demon form was about to take over. God straighten up, still with a smile plastered on His lips. “What do you want?”

“Straight to business, I see. I am also hurt at the fact that you believe I would hurt any of my creations. They are all loved on my eyes.” ‘Was Lilith loved?’, was all Beel could think. “Very well then. I just want to have a look around. But if I am currently not welcome here that is fine. I will swing by tomorrow. Perhaps then the others will be here. I might even stay for dinner.”

Beel thought about it. He knew his father would held up to his word and if the rest of his family was there when God pays a visit it would not end well. So, he stepped aside, giving his father enough space for Him to enter. “Make it quick.” God smiled at him, before entering the house. Beel waited until his father was out of ear shot and looked at Mc.

“I…think it would be better if you left the house, until he leaves, that is. I don’t know what he wants but I wouldn’t want you to get hurt.” Beel still held onto Mc’s hand. They were facing each other.

“I’m not going to leave you alone with Him.” Mc hugged Beel thightly, and although Beel appreciated how they wanted to be there with him, the mere idea of what happen to Lilith happening to Mc tore his heart apart.

“At least, stay in your room. I don’t you near him.” Mc nodded; this whole situation was stressful, so they figured making Beel worry for their safety would be too much.

“Should I call Lucifer?”

“No, maybe if I show him around, he will leave won’t do anything.” Beel pulled away from the hug. “I’ll tell Lucifer later, once he gets home.” And with that, Beel ran to where his father was.

His father had ignored the room downstairs and made his way to the second floor. Where their rooms were. His father turned around and pointed at one of the rooms, it was the closest to the stairs, that was Lucifer’s room.

“I’m guessing this is Lucifer’s room. Would you mind opening the door so I can have a look inside?”

“Lucifer usually locks his door. I doubt he left it open.” Beel explained quickly, but before he realized, his father had open the door. Weird, he could swear Lucifer locked the door that morning.

God had entered Lucifer’s room, and was standing in front of the bookshelves, starring at them.

“You can’t be in here.”

“Oh, please lighten up Beel, He won’t know I was in here. Besides, I just want to have a look. How about we visit Mammon’s room?” Before Beel could protest the man was in front of Mammon’s door, it was almost as if he knew where it was. Once the door had been opened, his father didn’t even enter the room. He just started laughing, like a maniac, he doubled over, resting his arm on the door while still wheezing. “Of course, what did I expect from him? Especially now.”

Beel felt his stomach turn, again, he wanted to punch his father out of the house. But before he could even mutter something his father was already in another door. He shut off most of God’s comments, though, some still made it into his head.

“Ah, his room is full of hyper fixations…of course it is. Why did I made him that way, I wonder?” God commented about Levi and his room. “My, someone is trying to overcompensate for their upbringing.” That was at Satan’s room. “HAHAHA, my, your brother is really a narcissistic. Too bad he keeps lying to himself.” That was at Asmodeous room, and Beel was starting to lose it. He was trying to stay calm, that he didn’t even realize when his father opened the door to his and Belphies room.

“Oh, you and he are still as close as ever.” This time, his father did enter the room and walked over to Beels side. “I thought you and him might be less close now.”

“Why would you think that?” Beel asked halfheartedly he didn’t want to hear whatever his father had to say.

“You know exactly why.” God turned around, staring at Beel in the eyes, making him shake. “You know, you three were my favorites. The triplets, all done the same day by my hand. Always with one another, you guys shared everything…yet Belphegor and Lilith did not share humanity with you. They would leave you, go with the humans. That hurt you, I know it did. I saw you alone, I saw how you tried to talk with them when they came back. Yet, that was something they shared, and you were not part of it. Is that why you chose to save Belphegor instead of Lilith? You were jealous he and Lilith had something to share without you. My, how very demonic of you, son.”

How could Beel describe in that moment how he felt? Having being faced by his father after so many years. He felt…helpless, scared, shocked, angry. He felt like his whole world could collapse right there if he blinked. He loved his family with every fiber of his being. The thought that he would let Lilith die because he was jealous was repulsive. It was like having someone repeatedly stab him in the chest while reminding him that the reason Lilith was gone was because he wasn’t strong or fast enough. The memory of the fear in her eyes and the way Belphie screamed in pain when they hit the Devildom. He wasn’t screaming because he was hurt, he was screaming because Lilith had died, and there was nothing any of them could do about it.

There Beel stood. Being faced by the very person that threw the, away from The Celestial realm, the same person that brought him to live but also took his sister’s live. His father stood right in front of him, his hand placed on Beels shoulders, while the younger demon felt so, so little.

“No! I would never- I loved Lilith and Belphie. I was never jealous of them. Why would I want that to happen?” Beel knew his father was doing this just to make him upset. But the mere thought of Lilith was enough to bring him to tears, now that he was being accused of letting his sister die…it destroyed him. “I wanted to save her..”

“Yet you didn’t, son.” God cupped Beelzebubs face, cleaning the tears. “Why didn’t you save your sister? After all, you 6 fought me, for her sake. Yet, you couldn’t save her. Mhm, how ironic.” God kissed Beelzebubs forehead, before walking to the door. “Well, ill be taking my leave. No need to how me where the exit is.” God paused, looking back at Beel, who was standing still, barely breathing. Consumed by grief. “Oh please, there is no need to act that way. Your little secret is safe with me. Besides, I’m sure no one in your family blames you for Liliths dead. Why would they?”

God smiled at Beel, but it wasn’t a nice smile. Why would it be? It was the smile of a man who had planted his seed of hate and would just need to wait and see the storm that it will bring. On His way down, God spotted the human that was living with the ex-angels.

“Mc? Was it, dear?” Mc nodded, wondering where Beelzebulb was. “You are the first human I have seen in many years. I would like to have a chat with you, would you agree?” Before Mc could answer, God clasped his hands. “Wonderful, I will be contacting you. I cannot wait until I can talk with someone of your…level. Bless you my dear.” And with that he was gone. Mc ran up the stairs to find Beel in his room, sitting in his bed, lost in thought but crying like they had never seen him do.

Mc sat down beside him and hold his hand, trying to think of what to say to help him. Maybe they should have called Lucifer. They could worry about that later, right now Beel needed them. Mc was about to say something, but they were cut off by the sound of Beels sobs, the man let himself fall onto Mc’s shoulder, and so they stayed like that. There wasn’t much Mc could say to him, they didn’t knew why Beel was crying. But whatever it was, it wasn’t good.

A few hours later, Lucifer and the others had arrived. Beel acted like nothing had happen, but if you knew him, it was obvious he wasn’t feeling well. Mc wasn’t sure why, but Beel never mentioned the visit of God to Lucifer or anyone, and although Mc wasn’t sure why, they respected his decision. Perhaps it will be wisest to let it go for now and talk tomorrow when he was feeling better.

Hello loves! Welp, now we getting started with the good stuff. I was super sleepy while editing this chapter so i apologize for any mistakes. But yeah, i hope y’all enjoyed it and i hope i wrote Beels character well and in a believable way. Next chapter will be up on Wednesday.

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven

Chapter eight

Chapter nine

Chapter ten

Chapter eleven

Chapter twelve

Chapter thirteen

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