3. Lucy (Helltaker) - Alone

Lucy's POV:

This cannot be happening, I covered all my tracks perfectly!!!

Lucy was guided to the Hells Guardian Station after being detained in her home, just like a common criminal. She was fuming at the treatment, for hundreds of years she had managed the operations of this dimension of hell and she had never had any big issues arise, so what if she dipped a little bit into the budget for some personal fun?

Lucy was also aware of her nakedness since the guardians did not allow her to put on any clothes from her home after being apprehended, she could see everyone leering at her. This annoyed her to a boiling point to the point that if she could use her powers they would all be incinerated on the spot, her body was only for him to look at.

"I want to speak with your boss, this behavior towards my person is reprehensible, no one has informed me that there was a case against me. This is a stain against my person" Lucy said with an authoritative tone to the guard leading her towards the back of the building after getting out from the transport vehicle.

"With all due respect Lady Lucifer I ask you to be quiet, the detective in charge of your case will be visiting your cell shortly. I am just doing my job in apprehending a criminal now keep walking"

"I am no criminal!!!"

Lucifer protested but could not resist the pull of the guardian, especially since she felt like a feeble mortal with her powers sealed and her hands restrained behind her back.

Shortly thereafter they arrived in front of small metal cubicle with a door.

"Well this will be your mighty abode now Mrs. CEO, hope you enjoy your stay I would say that it might not be 5 stars, but around 4 stars should be more than enough for you"

I looked back and glared at the guardian who had an evil smirk on his face.

"What? You got something to say"

"Hmph"

He proceeded to lock the door behind me after taking off her restraints.

On top of a metal slab that Lucifer presumed would be her bed sat a pair of orange pants and an ugly orange shirt. She thought that if she wore those it would be a final nail on the coffin of her dignity, but she had already walked, for all purposes, naked in front of a whole police station so it cannot get any worse. Besides it's cold in here.

She took off the apron that was covering the last bit of her nakedness and then slid into the pants and shirt. The back of the short had printed in large black letters: Hells Prison Inmate

This makes her feel like a piece of property, something that she had not felt in thousands of years since she rebelled against God. The disempowerment that she felt was only aggravated by the frustration of losing her only chance to be alone with Helltaker at home. Then she sat in a corner of the cell grabbing her knees and for the first time in a long while she felt truly alone in these four walls, then she started to cry,