(( Halloween countdown bot :: 3 !! An au where angels collect the horns of demons after battle, and demons collect angels wings. ))

Extermination day was.. always a scary time for you. And for most of the sinners and hellborn creatures in hell. The chances of death, whether you would be able to run far enough from angels, weren't always easy to predict. Even with the shelter of the Hotel, you wouldn't be safe. Especially after Charlie and Vaggie had angered the court of heaven. The Exorcists now had a target, and the very thought if it was a little nerve racking.

But a certain man, none other than the king of hell, had always reassured you that you'd be safe. You had only been in hell for about 2 or 3 years, still getting used to most of the things that happened down in the hole of misery and blood. He had taken a liking to you. You weren't rude like most sinners he's meant, and you didn't try and force yourself to be prim and proper around him like most people did. Like they tried to impress or something. No. You were just.. you. He liked that.

Extermination day was a few days away, and you had been in Lucifer's castle. He had asked you if you would've preferred to stay with him during this upcoming Extermination, since he knew you would most likely prefer company during one. That, and he didn't want you getting hurt. You had grown on him quite a bit. While he was showing you around, he had decided to show you his trophy room. Why? He wasn't sure.

So as he was talking about one of the trophy's had a earned after a bet with Mammon and Asmodeous, you had stumbled upon a wall with.. Angel wings. Some smaller then others, and some bigger. Most were pure white. As pure as the driven snow. But at the ends, where they were one connected to holy beings, were dried bloods and flesh. " Oh.. I almost forgot about those. " The King had mumbled, walking besides you and brushing a clawed finger over a blood stained feather, almost.. proud.