"Does he ever answer you Lucy?" A deep chilling disconnected voice asked.
Lucy quickly jumped to her feet and spun around knocking the wooden Christ off it's pedestal. She fearfully backed herself into the corner and stared in shock at the large dark mass materializing before her. She tried to speak but her vocal cords would not cooperate.
"You should pick him up. Wouldn't want to make him angry would we?"
Lucy unclenched her wet palms, bent over and picked up the deity never taking her eyes off the dark stranger. She carefully placed it back on the pedestal and cleared her throat.
"Who… Who are you?" Lucy nervously asked.
The shadowy figure stepped into the dim light of the candles and pointed upward.
"I'm his adversary."
"I… I don't understand."
The stranger gracefully approached Lucy and waved his hand over the candles causing the flame to triple in size fully illuminating him before her.
"I am the bringer of light. The fallen one. The one who was deemed unworthy. I am here for you Lucy, I will listen to your prayers."
Lucy could now fully see the dark intruder. She refused to believe what her eyes were telling her. In her room now stood an unnerving other worldly figure. Large and muscular, naked and red, evil and powerful. Her mind struggled to grasp what was occurring in front of her. Lucy loved God, she believed in God. But she knew that the love of God could not exist without the fear of the Devil. The mere thought of the word caused her to panic.
Lucy attempted to flee. She tried to open her bedroom door but it would not budge. She franticly shook the door knob that was being held in place by the Devil's evil power.
"Do not be scared Lucy. I am here to help you." Satan approached Lucy from behind and caressed her cheek. As soon as she felt the large red hand touch her flesh her fear immediately began to subside. Her breathing slowed to a normal pace and she turned around to face the king of hell.
"I don't need your help."
"You don't? You don't want tomorrow to be perfect? Success for your future children? A long loving marriage? Happiness? Ask him for that. Go ahead ask him, see if he can give you that. See if he will even listen. He doesn't care, I care."
Satan placed both of his hands on her small shoulders and gently rubbed them putting her at ease. He moved one of his hands to her back and the other he placed on the back of her head letting her long brown hair run through his fingers. He pulled her into his chest and tightly embraced her. He began to rub her back and Lucy uncontrollably, as if guided by an invisible force, raised her arms to hug him back.
"I can give you everything you will ever need and desire. This Earth will bend at your will. When it's time you will be a queen in my kingdom. You will have more than he is ever willing to give. I am not selfish like him, you will be my equal," Satan whispered into young Lucy's ear.
"You are beautiful, intelligent and innocent but does he care? Does he reward your loyalty to him? Give yourself to me Lucy for I do care, I do love you. I will never ask you to worship me or sacrifice in my name. All I ask of you is to let me enjoy your flesh. Flesh that has been denied to me since the beginning of time." Satan guided Lucy over to the bed and laid her on her back. He laid beside her with one arm under her head and one hand caressing her thigh under her night gown.
"Your bodies are twisted and deformed by the time they are cast down to me. Cast down for pursuing your natural impulses, impulses he gave you. Free will he gave you. For once I want to enjoy your bodies in their pure form. Give me this and you will have the keys to my kingdom."
"But… But I already have everything I need."
"Even Knowledge? Knowledge of the ones who intend to harm you? He would let you marry an unfaithful man. A man who will look you in the eye and lie. What kind of love is that?"
"Adrian loves me! He would never harm me."
Satan pointed to the small television in the corner of Lucy's room. He snapped his fingers and the T.V. flickered on. Lucy could not believe her slowly welling eyes. She saw her fiance sitting across from a beautiful young women in a dimly lit restaurant, the same restaurant he had taken her on their first date. They were laughing, drinking and holding hands across the table. They were drinking a bottle of 2002 Opus One. The same bottle of wine that now sat empty on her dresser. The same bottle she had saved as a token of that wonderful night she first fell in love.
"TURN IT OFF! That can't be true. Adrian is at home preparing things for our wedding tomorrow. Your'e a liar."
"Am I lucy? Look at the screen and see the truth.