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Mistaken Evil Part 2

I’m really excited to share this with y’all because this is my first(fully completed) piece of fanfic! The first part was written by my lovely friend, @an-angel-on-earth

you can find the first part here

"Venator, can you spare an interview for "Superlife" magazine?"

"Are you really dating a villain?"

"Trickster, does this mean that you're giving up evil?"

"What exactly is the nature of your relationship?"

The moment Trickster and Venator had walked onto the sidewalk, they were crowded by determined reporters and curious citizens. People were asking questions over one another, each desperate to catch their attention, and microphones were being shoved in both of their faces.

"Shit. Paparazzi." Venator muttered under his breath. While Sam was doing his best to avoid the cameras and mics, Gabriel had started up several conversations with the reporters, obviously enjoying the attention. As much as Sam wanted to leave, he loved seeing the way Gabriel lit up with joy under the questioning eyes of the reporters. So he made his decision with an irritated sigh as he walked up to the reporter from Superlife. He had read a few of her articles in the magazine, and had been delightfully surprised that they seemed to be more focused on the impact the superheroes had on the city instead of their personal lives.

"Hey, Cindy if you'd like, Trickster and I might be able to spare an interview sometime." He punctuates his offer with a knowing wink.

The reporter, Cindy Myers, could only stand there with wide eyes and an even wider smile. Eventually, she has the sense to dig in the pocket of her(rather fashionable) suit jacket for her business card and available times. As soon she gently hands the small squares of paper to the superhero, Venator's out of sight, dragging the Trickster with him past the crowd.

Sam had set up the interview for 2 days after at noon. And despite his usual calm composure, he was a nervous wreck. It was his first interview ever and he really didn’t want to screw it up. If Gabriel wasn’t looking forward to this so much, he would have canceled it right away.

They had decided to meet at a small coffee shop in a rather unpopulated area of the town. Venator and Trickster were seated on a large couch, and Cindy was sitting across from them with a pencil and paper ready.

“So let’s get started. Venator is such an interesting name. What does it mean?”

Venator sighed in relief from the easy question. “Well, it’s latin. For Hunter.” They both watched as Cindy quickly etched her notes on the paper and readied herself for the next question.

“I know you must be getting this a lot lately, but I have to know. Are you two really dating?”

Before Venator could respond, Trickster had his arm wrapped around the larger man and was flashing Cindy his best grin. “Yup. We’re completely in love. Ain’t that right, Venny?” Long hair swished as Venator turned to the side to hide his blush. “He’s a bit camera shy, but he knows it’s true.” Trickster put his free hand up to stage whisper. “He said he loved me.”

As she furiously wrote down notes, Cindy was smiling slightly at the adorable antics of the super couple. “So, when and how did this relationship start?”

Once again, Trickster jumped to the answer first. “It was two days ago. I had tied up Venny here, and not in the sexy way. Although I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea…” Trickster wiggled his eyebrows at the taller man, causing Venator to roll his eyes. “Anyway, we got to talking, and that’s when I charmed this big guy into falling in love with me.”

“That’s not exactly how it happened. If I recall correctly, you were the one who fell for me first.”

“But you were the one to ask me out first.”

“Okay okay, you win.” Venator smiled before turning his focus back to the reporter across from them.

“I’m not supposed to have any personal opinions in my work, but you two make an adorable couple.” Venator turned his head to try to hide a blush, and to avoid seeing the smug look on Trickster’s face. “Anyway, Trickster does this mean that you’re giving up evil?”

Before Gabriel could start on his rant about not being evil, he was interrupted by Sam clutching his head in pain.

The whole town is painted in ashes. Houses are burnt to the ground on each side of the road. Charred corpses litter the ground. Above the destruction is a man, sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. He is floating against the cloudy grey sky, large wings extend from his back, flapping ever so gently against the rising smoke.

Venator awoke from his vision with a large intake of breath. He very abruptly stood up, almost knocking over Trickster in the process. “Hey, baby, what’s wrong?”

Venator looked around, panic in his eyes. “I-uh I gotta go.” Before anyone could get another word in, Venator had sped out of the coffee shop.

After the blur that was his boyfriend was out of sight, Trickster turned to Cindy apologetically. “Sorry Ms. Myers, we’re gonna have to reschedule. Duty calls and all that…” He shot her one last look and then rushed outside, following Venator’s trail.

Due to Sam’s knowledge of the area, it didn’t take him long to find the setting of his vision. Once there, he immediately scanned the area for the winged man. He turned to his right, he saw houses. His left, the mostly empty street. In front of him, a few trees and a park bench. Behind him… Sam jumped back. The winged man was standing there, head cocked to one side, staring at Sam with amusement.

The blond man’s mouth twisted into a devilish grin. “Venator, just the man I was looking for!”

“You know me?” Sam asked, hiding his initial shock.

“Well of course, Venator. I know all about you.” He replied, crossing in front of Sam to sit on the park bench. Quite awkwardly, as Sam noticed. The man was sitting on the back of the bench with one of his legs draped over the side of the bench and the other resting on the seat.

“Can’t say the same about you. I don’t even know your name. Guessing you’re new to the area?”

“Smart boy. Yes, I’m new. I was previously...incarcerated elsewhere. And as for my name… You can call me Lucifer.”

Gabriel had been searching all over for Sam. He assumed what Sam saw was really bad because he didn’t even tell Gabe where he was going. Whatever Sam was about to deal with, Gabriel hoped that he didn’t get himself hurt. Unfortunately, the Trickster didn’t have Sammy-GPS, so he’d have to rely on his hope until he could find him. Gabriel crossed a street corner, eyes darting from one side to the next. Sighing, he realized searching like this was never going to work. Instead, he started looking for a tall building to perch on top of. He singled out a rather tall office building and started his ascend to the roof. With each step, he repeated a mantra in his head of “Sam can handle it, he’ll be okay.”

Sam was not okay. He was currently fighting Lucifer, and losing terribly. Lucifer had pinned Venator to the wall with only his mind and was force-choking him. Venator was completely helpless. He just didn’t know how to get out of this one. Never before had he been in a situation where he couldn’t fight back. Even when he was chained or locked up, he could put some effort into fighting against his restraints. Now though, he had no control of his limbs and they felt like they were stuck to the wall. He was also rapidly running out of air, so he couldn’t talk his way out of it.

“So Venator, I’ll ask you one last time. Relinquish this city to me or become my prisoner. Indefinitely.”

The attempt at words Sam made came out as a gargled choking sound.

Lucifer released Sam’s neck from his invisible noose. “Sorry, couldn’t hear you. Say that again?”

“I...will never give...this city...to you.” Sam gasped out, still trying to recollect his air supply.

Lucifer did not look angry or disappointed. He just calmly leaned against the wall opposite Sam. “Listen Venator, I’m not here to undermine you or your work. But you’ve noticed, I’ve noticed, the whole city’s noticed how quiet it’s gotten since Trickster went soft. All I’m offering is to take his place. And if you don’t give it to me, I’ll have to take it. But, oh wait, that means you’re going to try and stop me. But guess what? I’m a whole lot stronger than you. And if you try to take me down... I’ll kill you. No hard feelings, but a man’s gotta do his job. So what I’m offering is a way to keep your precious little head, from rolling on the ground. I like you. I really do. You’ve got spunk. And you’re irritating in that hot, makes you wanna have angry sex, kinda way. So I’d be sad if I had to kill you. I want you to stay alive. I’m rooting for ya buddie! So just… say… yes.”

Gabriel had spotted them. He saw Sam and...Lucifer. His brother Lucifer, who had broken out of his prison, who was undeniably a murderous psychopath, was targeting Sam. Gabe needed to get down there. He didn’t know what he would do, didn’t have time to think of a plan. Gabriel stretched out his wings that he hadn’t used since he was a superhero. Feathers extending outward, he leaned forward, and jumped off the building. He soared through the sky, regaining a freedom he hadn’t felt in years, as he hurried to Sam.

Lucifer smirked at Sam as he walked towards him. The villain’s hand reached forward and roughly cupped the hero’s jaw. “Not changing your mind, huh?” Sam glared at him through his mask. Lucifer tsked and dropped his hand. “Is that your final answer? For 1,000 dollars, show me prisoner!” As soon as he spoke, Lucifer snapped and a large cage appeared around Sam.

Sam was too shocked and afraid to notice the sound of wings ruffling against the wind. Only when Lucifer grimaced and turned around, did Sam see Gabriel. This was the first time he has ever seen Gabe’s wings, and despite his grim situation, Sam allowed himself a moment to admire them. They were a beautiful off-white and had a golden glow.

“Brother. I thought you had given up the hero gig.” Lucifer spoke mockingly, but there was an underlying tone of sadness to his words.

Gabriel leered at his fallen brother and stepped forward. Despite his short stature, the Archangel seemed to fill the area, stretching taller than any building. His presence was alluring. A golden aura spread high into the heavens. “I will not let you destroy this town. And I will not let you kill Venator.” As Gabriel spoke, his voice resonated strong and unwavering, buzzing with determination.

Lucifer looked down, slowly shaking his head. “Love has blinded you, brother.” He raised his gaze to meet Gabriel’s. “Look around you, Trickster.” He spoke the name with so much venom it would have poisoned any mortal man. “Look at this city, how...peaceful it has gotten because of you. Its shameful, really. Ever since you fell for this-this disgrace of a hero...” He turned to glare momentarily at Sam, who was watching the scene unfold with wide eyes. “The city needs a real villain. One that won’t fail to put fear in the hearts of everyone who dares utter a word against him.” A smirk stretched across his face, eyes glinting with malevolence. “The city has already seen one Archangel. I think it’s time for it to see another. The Archangel Lucifer.” As he said his name, he rolled his shoulders, stretching out long dark wings.

Sam was stunned. The wings looked even more menacing than they did in his vision. Every instinct was telling him to run away, to somehow get Lucifer’s attention off of him. But damn it, he was a hero! Venator wouldn’t stand back and cower in fear! Why should Sam? Determined, Sam now started looking around the cage for something he could use to pick the lock.

While Sam was busy, he didn’t notice Gabriel and Lucifer moving into fighting positions. He only looked up when he heard the sound of Gabriel’s voice.

“Lucifer, you’re my brother and I love you, but you’re a great big bag of dicks.”

“Brother, you don’t have to do this.”

“I’m sorry, but I do.”

That was the last thing Sam heard before a blinding light flooded his senses. The light soon turned into a enveloping blackness as Sam lost consciousness.

“Heya Sammykins. Have a nice nap?” Gabriel’s kind face was the first thing Sam saw as he blinked the blurriness out of his sight. “Hi there sleepy head.” Gabriel’s smile sent warmth straight into Sam’s heart, making it flutter within his chest.

“Gabriel… Wha.. What happened?” Sam gazed up sleepily at his boyfriend. Boyfriend. He smiled. His loving boyfriend was here, he had saved him.

“Shhh… Sammy-bear don’t worry about it. You’re safe now.”

“Lucifer?”

“He won’t bother you or this town ever again”

“Good.” Sam smiled as he pulled Gabriel-his boyfriend, his savior- in for a kiss.

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