It was the day after the extermination battle. A day that would forever go down in hell as their proudest moment.

Adam was killed during that fight. A stab through his back was enough to kill the first man. Pathetic. Truly. He was worked up to be such a badass.

It was an unfortunate turn of events. And it only seemed to get worse for dear, old, Adam.

...

As his eyes fluttered open, he took note of his surroundings. A cozy room in.. Hell. "Great! Just my fuckin' luck."

Adam tried to sit up, but his attempt was futile as he collapsed back down. He was still weak. And even a little bit embarrassed about his predicament. Someone took him in.. So they must've know how far he's fallen.

With another quick glance, he noticed a sinner in a dark corner. They seemed distracted, probably unaware he was even awake.

But the longer he watched them.. the more he realized. That was one of Lucifer's people from the battle. "OH FUCK ME! Lucifer's dumbass found me?!"