Chapter 62

A werewolf on guard duty looked bored. A ugly scar across his face stood out painfully across his muzzle.

He had been standing guard for hours now and his replacement was late.

He yawned and wondered what he was going to have for dinner tonight.

Maybe grab a bitch or two to sleep with as it had been a while since he had sex.

Then he noticed a black butterfly on his right arm. 

A pitch black butterfly. How strange, he thought.

Then three more butterflies landed on his arm.

Then more butterflies came to swarm him until every inch of his skin was covered in those deadly butterflies.

He screamed and howled as the skin and flesh began to melt and burn off his bones.

He felt those horrible things eat away at him, eating him alive.

Lilith raised a swarm of black and gold butterflies, ignoring the feeling of her blood and flesh being used up to create the swarm. 

After the evil werewolf guard fell down, reduced to a pile of bones by the hungry butterflies, Lilith commanded them to swarm the guards lurking in the cave.

She recognized him.

That bastard was a serial rapist who raped countless women before being caught and sentenced to life in imprisonment with no chance of parole. But now he was set free and Lilith knew in her heart that her father had indeed gone mad.

He was a kind and loving man who hated injustice and evil people who committed any sort of unforgivable crime such as murder. 

He lost his mind now and Lilith wondered how she was going to face him.

….

Currently

Lilth managed to track down the place where Lucifer and the hostages were being held after roaming around for some time.

It was a large prison area with rusty steel bars and locked up with only a single keyhole lock.

That made sense that the prison was no state-of-the-art or highly fortified prison as it was only housing little kids, not hardened criminals or powerful monsters.

Lilth looked around to see if there was a key somewhere among what remained of the guards only to have three butterflies fly out of the swarm that was flying around her to fly over to a small row of hooks on the wall and work together to remove a key off of one of the hooks.

"Thanks."

Lilith wondered how much awareness these butterflies had if they had any at all.

They seem to be able to know her every thought even before she says them out loud.

The key went in and with a simple click, the door creaked open.

Lucifer was lying on his back and he appeared to be unconscious.

Lilith, fearing the worst, rushed over to him and checked on him. She found that he was still breathing.

"Lucy….LUCY!!"

Lucifer's eyes fluttered open and he gave his little sister a cocky grin.

"Hello, Lily."

Lilth only gave her brother a hard pitch on the arm in reply before she pulled him into a hug.

"Ouch…Lily, why do you do that?"

Lily grinned.

"Because I wanted to. But let's focus on getting us and the kids out of here before….before we confront daddy."

Lucifer nodded. He slowly got onto his feet with the help of his sister.

The kids looked awed and in shock that they had seen two royals, the prince and princess, and their brains didn't know how to process it.

"Hey, Lily?"

"Yeah?"

"What's with those butterflies?"

"Long story. I'll tell you later."

Lucifer didn't push it any further and he started to address the hostage kids.

"Hello, kids. My name is Lucifer and you can just call me Lucifer. No need for formalities. I promise I'll…"

…

Arya sat right up in bed with a start, her heart pounding so badly and her head racing.

She just had the worst nightmare of her life and now she felt like she couldn't go back to sleep.

She heard a commotion going on outside.

She got out of bed and shuffled over to the window to see what was going on out of cursory.

Matthew was busy standing in front of a large pile of food while a few of his hired thugs stood around and looked scary.

A long line of people were waiting to get some food and as far as Arya could tell, the line could stretch all the way out of the town.

Arya watched as a mother begged for some more food as the food she was given was not enough to feed her 3 children. She even got down onto her knees to beg him.

Her pitiful cries and begs for Matthew to take pity on her could be heard even from where Arya was.

Matthew only slapped her hard across the face. She fell down onto the ground and Matthew, to add injury to insult, declared that this woman shall not receive anything for a week.

She held a hand to her injured cheek and three kids rushed over to her. There must be two more kids somewhere but Arya couldn't see them.

Matthew then ordered two of his thugs to drag the woman away.

They did as they were told and they each took one of the woman's arms and dragged her away as her children followed after them, crying and pleading with the thugs not to hear their mother.

His voice was loud and clear to everyone and Atya balled up her fists when she heard what he said.

"Matthew, that fucker…you lied to me. How dare you bully a helpless woman. You big bully."

Arya lost control of her powers and a powerful telekinetic blast of pure strength exploded from her body.

The bed was pushed back and slammed against the wall hard enough to leave cracks. The curtains blew and fluttered back and forth as if they were in a strong breeze. The door to her room was blasted right off its hinges. Entire walls were destroyed by the telekinetic blast with giant holes made in them.

The glass in the windows broke and rained down a shower of glass.

Arya stormed out of the room, ready to teach that bully a lesson with her fists.

She made sure to grab her swords on the way out.