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Vox has always had the ability to mimic voices and hypnotize. It was great for his rise in power as an overlord. He hasn’t had a lot of use for his voice mimic powers until now.
Vox came up with a plan to get the king of hell in his grasp. It was so simple really, just pretend to be Lilith. Then he would have both Alastor and Lucifer Morningstar at his disposal.
Vox pulled out his phone to dial the number of the king and called. Since Lucifer had a phone from Voxtek, he could easily change the contact to be Liliths.
“Lilith?!” Answered a very excited Lucifer.
Vox spews out some bullshit about how he missed him so much and too meet at up at a location vox gives him.
“I’ll be there in an hour!” Lucifer chirps as he hangs up the phone.
Vox is in the warehouse way before Lucifer was. He needs to make preparations after all.
The plan was set. Lucifer would come and stand on the red X, then he would get tied up in his angelic chains — made by Carmilla carmine — and the king would be ready for hypnosis.
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Lucifer hummed as he went into the warehouse. “Wow, this is the new vibe you’re going for sweetheart,” he chuckled.
Lucifer approached the bright red X on the floor. “Do you want me to, uhm, step right here? Because I can, I can kick it right here if you want me to,” Lucifer stammered. Gosh, why was he so nervous? Lilith was his wife!
With no response, Lucifer decided to assume that he was meant to stand there and stepped on the X.
As soon as Lucifer stepped on it, white chains came out of the ground. They tied around Lucifer tightly. Lucifer struggled but couldn’t move many thanks to the angelic steel. “This a prank? Very funny Lilly, but you can stop now…”
A beat pass and Lucifer frantically looks around. “Lilly…?”
Suddenly, there were footsteps and a blue light filled Lucifer’s vision.
“Well well well…” vox said as he approached Lucifer.
Lucifer squinted at him, “Wait a minute… you’re not Lilith!” Lucifer realized with shock. But how does this TV head get his wife’s voice?!
“Oh no I’m not, but you won’t know that for long.” Vox laughs, his blue claws digging into Lucifer’s face. He brought Lucifer’s face closer to his own and his eye expanded. Red, black, red, black over and over again. Eventually, the pattern filled Lucifer’s eyes too.
Oh, how delightfully simple this whole ideal was. Lucifer was such an idiot! What a failure of a king.
After a while, Vox released Lucifer and the man fell down. His eyes still repeating the pattern. He should be out for enough time.
Vox drags Lucifer back to a small dark cell in the V tower made just for his royal highness. It has a simple bed (a few covers on the floor) and bathroom facilities.
Vox propped up Lucifer by the wall and attached a metal collar around the man’s throat.
“You look so pretty,” Vox muttered, rubbing his thumb along Lucifer's cheek.