At a Hospital on Earth
"He's so beautiful." A blonde women said as she looked over the crib of a newborn baby boy who had a plague under his crib labeled, Lincoln Loud.
"Yeah, real peaceful sleeper too." A brown-haired man replied. "Do you think he'll stay that way when we take him home?" He joked.
The women nudged him playfully. "Hush you, he's perfect, crying or not." Letting out a sigh and looking back at her son. "I want another one."
"Honey we talked about this, he was going to be our last one." The man reminded his wife.
"Yeah but, he could use a little brother, couldn't he?" She asked her husband, batting her eyes.
Sighing in defeat, he shook his head as he led her away as he said, "I can't say no to you."
Meanwhile in the Hell
"Yes, yes." Lucifer king of hell said as he tinkered on his work bench. "A little bit of this, and a little bit of that." With a few more twists of his tool, he finished his project. "With this toy, children will sing the praises of Lucifer, as they are enraptured by ..." He then spun around and thrust his latest creation upward revealing, "The Backflipping Rubber Ducky!" He proudly exclaimed.
'Pilf Pilf PIlf.'
"Aw man, it does it backwards." He said disappointed. "Aw well, that's my day ruined." He said as he tossed the ducky behind him to a pile of failed duckies. He sulked over to his throne, plopped himself down and rest his chin on his fist, striking a thinker position. He didn't want to work on his duckies anymore for the day after his recent failure, but he still wanted to do something with children. That's when the idea hit him, let the child inspire what he did.
Jumping up from his throne he ran towards a large mirror hanging on his wall. Summoning his magic the image swirled as he honed it to seek out any child who would be born unique from most children. "Let's see, discovering an alien device, pass. Part dragon and able to turn into one, boring. Scared by the dark lord, lame. Only son to a family of twelve, ooh there's something." Lucifer focused his attention on Lincoln Loud as he slept in his crib. "Someone like that is going to be pretty lonely without a brother." He pondered, scratching at his chin before snapping his fingers. "Or a DOG! That's what I'll do, I'll get him a dog to keep him company, they are MAN'S best friend after all." He cheered proudly.
Walking over to a large spinning prize wheel, with seven rings to represent the seven rings of Hell. "But I won't give him any dog, I'll give him a Hellhound!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the seven rings filled with the names of every Hellhound in its respective layer. Grabbing ahold of the wheel, he spun it with all his strength. As the wheel spun the rings were consumed by each other until the ring of Pride remained. With the ring chosen, the wheel began to slow down, dozens of names clipping past till the wheel slowed down enough for Lucifer to see who would be the boy's summon.
Meanwhile at I.M.P.
Loona sat at her desk, feet propped up, her phone in her hand as she scrolled through Sinstagram. Blitzo and the M's were off on a job, leaving her here in the office to man the phones. Looking over to said phone, she saw it ringing as someone at the other end required their service. Confirming the phone was still working and wouldn't run off on her, she decided to treat herself to the umpteenth bottle of alcohol. As she did, she kept her eyes glued to her phone, unaware as the bottle she grasped, became intangible. Still groping for the bottle she failed to notice the desk and her chair became intangible as well, until she fell on her butt with an "Oomph" as reality shifting from the office to the home of Lucifer.
"What the hell." She mumbled, looking around. "Where the fuck am I?"
"My home!" an energetic voice exclaimed.
Looking to the source of the voice, she went wide eyed as she found herself in the presence of the ruler of hell himself. Any normal Hellhound would be groveling at his feet, praising his very presence. She however, was not a normal Hellhound. "What the fuck do you want!" She growled.
"I have a special mission for you on Earth!" He exclaimed excitedly.
"Then why the fuck didn't you make an appointment!" She barked back.
"Okay, well not you specifically, but it is a special mission." He explained.
"Look, if you need someone killed, just send us a message and Blitzo and the others will handle it."
"Oh no, I don't need you to kill somebody, I just need you to make a summoners pack with somebody."
"WHAT!" Loona growled, her fur puffing up. "Did you seriously drag me away from my job just to a servant to some shit on EARTH!"
"Yep." Lucifer said, popping his p. "See there's this poor boy on earth, who's going to wind up in a family of twelve without a single brother to be there for him. So I'm sending you up there to make the pact so someday he can summon you to be whatever he needs you to be, maybe even a lover.
It was then that the last straw of Loona's patience broke. "Okay listen here you failed angle shit. NOBODY is going to own me, I am going to be nobodies' slave, and I am DEFINITALEY not going to FUCK some snot nosed brat just cause he doesn't have a single fucking brother!" As she raged, Lucifer kept the same smug grin he had during her entire outburst. "So you can take your little request and shove it so far up your ass it comes spilling out your mouth! You FUCKING FAILURE OF AN ANG—"
At the hospital
A portal to hell opened in the hospital after hours as Loon stepped through. The Hellhounds fur was still on edge while a strained smile was stretched across her face. With trembling hands she took her tail and lightly petted it as she looked around For Lincoln Loud. "King of Hell, he doesn't wind up that way without a reason Loona." She mumbled to herself, on the verge of hysterical laughter. "Just find the kid, make the pact, and then drown yourself in every bottle you can find."
Soon enough she found the child the child lying in his crib, sound asleep. "Okay, just get this over with and you can get drunk enough to sleep through rapture." Producing a knife she slit it across the palm of her hand, letting out a hiss of pain. Taking the blood, she drew a summoning circle on the child's head. "I Loona, hereby bound my soul to this mortal. I recognize him as my Summoner, my Master, and a ... potential lover. With the pact now made, may I swear to serve him faithfully and to my fullest capabilities, upon fear of oblivion." As soon as she finished, the blood evaporated leaving no sign of a mark. Looking at her palm, she saw the wound had completely healed and the summoners circle was emblazoned upon it.
With the deed done, Loona went to leave through the portal. As she left, a realization came to her. With no knowledge of what happened, he may be able to live his entire natural life without knowing he could summoner her. It was her one comfort that day as she proceeded to grab all the bottles of booze she could get her hands on.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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