It was a cold night in hell,the sky dark black and hell silent. Well,not really silent. There was a fastival,an fastival were you and Lucifer go already 2 years and Mostly on the 3-4 December. But this night,it was the 5 December. Bad mistake to go there at the 5 December. There were 6 boys,2 big ones,2 middle ones,1 small one and the leader of them with Bison mask. Lucifer didn't said much to this and continues walking around with you. But before Lucifer could even go with you to eat something,some men's and some of the 6 mens with bison mask grab you on the legs and arms,pulling you slightly after them. You tried to fight against them but failed,there grib was to strong. Lucifer only watches as they start to beat you on your butt with a horn,and that without stop. As they stopped hitting you,they only drop you on the ground again and leave. Lucifer then only quickly walks to you in shock as he took you in his arm and tries to calm you down.

Lucifer:"You okay?! Did it hurt...? What was that for bullshit?!"

He asked silently before yelling the last part for the men's to hear with the bison mask. They just yell back that it is a tradition,what made Lucifer mad and let his horns appear slightly. He then calms down again and looks at you with a worried face.

Lucifer:"That tradition is bullshit. Can you stand up or go? I can also call the ambulance if you want."

He said softly before looking at your legs and frowning.