A night with the devil (1)

Lucifer jolted awake, clutching his stomach in agony. He felt a sharp pain in his guts, as if someone had stabbed him repeatedly in the stomach. He groaned and squeezed his eyes shut, willing the pain to disappear.

He lay there for a few moments, trying to catch his breath and figure out what was wrong. Had he caught a stomach bug or some sort of food poisoning?, shortly after the memories slowly came back. He was poisoned with wolfsbane by Lucian.

How long had he been out?, he thought as he tried sitting up which intensified the pain. He gasped and curled up into a tight ball, gritting his teeth against the pain. He needed blood, he was in desperate need of it to curb the pain and heal his wounds.

He gazed through the windows, it was already sunset, the perfect time to haunt young delicious women.

As he splashed cold water on his face and tried to get dressed, he realized just how much pain he was in. It felt like his insides were being ripped apart and his guts melting. He could bar