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Name: Mephistopheles
Human Name: Dierick Clouse
Nicknames: Scratch, Satan, Mephisto, plasterer of lies, The Deliverer, Malthael King of the Crossroads
Species: Demon
Titles: Hell Lord. The Keeper of Souls, King of Limbo 'The First Circle of Hell'
Age: Unknown
Affiliation: Hell
Locations: Haven of Salem; his Hotel buisness in L.A.
Mephistopheles is not the Devil. He’s Mephistopheles or Mephisto. He’s a devil or a demon, but he’s not the Devil.
He’s not a Biblical creature and didn’t come out of ancient Middle Eastern religions that Christianity (or some earlier religion) might have demonized. He wasn’t a competing tribe’s god and doesn’t appear in the Bible, except perhaps, as Judas. He appears as Faustus is giving in to temptation, using demonic magic to summon him. But it seems Mephistopheles is not summoned; he was just passing by. Faust has no powers over Mephistopheles, but both are gentlemen and each agrees to service under a contract. Mephisto will serve Faust for a time, and then Faust will go to Hell. For Faust, it’s a fair price to pay. Hell can’t be all that bad, and twenty four years of life is invaluable.
Mephisto's realm includes the Arena of Tainted Souls where tainted souls are locked in perpetual combat. Mephisto delights in impersonating the Biblical Satan. Empowered by the souls of the damned, he often strikes deceptive bargains with the living. Mephisto takes particular interest in the souls of extremely powerful or exceptionally pure beings. But mostly he takes personal interest in those who are already corrupt.
Living in many forms, Mephisto would keep wandering around the living collecting corrupted souls and bringing them down to hell. He amuses the corrupted souls letting them do what their hearts desires only to have them fall in the end. Once a servant of the devil he had gained great knowledge on his own but he doesn't tell anyone. With the many souls he has collected gave him the rank as a Hell-Lord who takes his own rules.
Mephisto was well known for dabbling with dark magic using it for his own advantages over others. Whispers spoke of a demon who came to a woman one night teaching her the powers of witch craft that only she could master. He even told her that she was the most powerful being who could master the power of magic. She was of course a chaotic soul that wanted nothing more than power, so Mephisto told her a way by gather all the wicked people from her home town and make a ritual to gain her and their desires. Shame herself for believing the devil, for in the end she was found out casting spells while the wicked souls would become mad accusing everyone to be a witch until the devil collected his due, Mephisto thought it was cute as they called the tragedy 'The Salem Witch Trials.'
Now Mephisto doesn't like to stick in the crowd for so long; he likes to express himself more as a trickster rather than a ruler. But he manages to do both at times, Some say that he is a master of lies, others say he is evil personified. No one knows for certain, but one thing is certain; He is the deliverer of souls. One tale in particular would be the story of Faust and his first encounter with Mephisto or Mephistopheles giving him a few days to live and when the time came he took him straight to hell. However, not much is still known about Mephisto which the story may still be just that; a story.
We Fallen Few
Only few know this, other would not believe it; but the truth was, Mephistopheles wasn't always Mephistopheles. Before Lucifer rebelled Mephistopheles was once an Angel, but had a name no one has known but most had prefered to call him Malthael. He was one who prefers to explore and meet the new children and beasts that god had made. He would always gaze upon earth and dream of one day becoming an Archangel. But even if he dreams he still has his duty as a scribe of god.
His duty involved writing down the word of the lord and teaching new angels on defense and the arts of guidance. He didn't teach order recruits; owe no he had also tuitered the elites as well. His favorite pupils were the main three; Lucifer, Gabriel and Michael. They may have known how to handle themselves with a sword, but without Malthael the arts of strategy and emotion would be in a uncontrolable state. Other then teaching, Malthael had a knack for creating artifacts and landmarks. God once told him to build a realm for those that would cause corruption in the world of men.
That realm was not called hell at the time, but the name fit perfectly for the land that he helped create. After he had done that job he had another, one that involved the souls of those who were deceased. When the time came Lucifer came to Malthael asking him for aid on the rebellion agaonst God. His fellow scribes believed that he would turn such a thing down but Malthael surprised everyone by accepting Lucifer's request. The rebellion was long, and Malthael was now standing in front of his favorite Pupils; Gabriel. He knew what was to come and he accepted his fate as Gabriel ripped of Malthael's wings and casted him out of heaven and into the realm he made; That was how Mephistoheles came to be.
No Land
No Silver
The Hell Lord looks like the every day appearance of the devil, but with out the horns. However, he does hold one look that he uses at times when he is top side. Looking rather strapping with a suit and tie. Brownish hair and around 5 ft 8. He uses that form almost all the time so expect to have a few glances from people whenever he is around. But always remember; behind the face is a cold hearted demon that would not flinch when its your time to leave the world.
Demon Blade
Mephistopheles choice of weapon that he keeps by his side at all times. This blade can kill angels, and deities alike, he crafted it on his own; other high level demons have blades such as these when they have gone through the war between Angels and Demons. Mephistopheles was one of the elites, and he keeps his blade within his cane and keeps it sheathed. The blade can cut through anything, even the hardest substance, even magic as well. But he barely uses it and doesn't let anyone know about this since he likes to keep it as a surprise.
No Gold
Relationships-
Mephisto is not one to judge when it comes to sharing a bed, he is not shy when it comes to sex. But most of the time he prefers to be single and always mingle. When he is finished with them however, he does not care of what happens next.
Lucifer Morningstar- One that Mephistopheles trusts with his very being. He doesn't want to leave the fallen angels side no matter what. When Lucifer left hell He would visit him whenever he could. Mephistopheles tends to be Lucifer's advisor at times.
Faust- Everyone knows the story about Dr.Faustus and his deal with the devil. How he became far gone in his desires and did what ever he wanted. How he completed the deal and accepted Mephistopheles hand and went to hell. Well after the whole endeaver Faust had not just been tortured for his sins, but became them; he became a demon and soon enough became Mephistopheles #1 companion and bodyguard, where ever he goes Faust will be there hiding in the shadows.
Faust>>>>
John Constantine-One that Mephistopheles does not approve of but admires him a little. He can be such a nuisance at times but when it comes to him living with Lucifer Mephistopheles decided to see how it goes by working with him as an ally/ rival when it comes to it. When they are together make sure to steer clear away from the area.
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Powers & Abilities
- Immortality: Mephisto is suggested to be immortal because of his self-description that he lived long before the universe existed.
- Dark Magic: When Mephisto reveals himself to Faust with his dark magic for the first time, he says he is a part of that power that always wants evil, but always makes good, which might mean that Mephisto is part of evil itself.
- Shape-Shifting: Mephisto came into Faust's lab by disguising himself as a poodle.
- Controlling Elements: Mephisto said that he tried to destroy the world often with the elementals and if he would not have kept fire for himself, he would never have anything. In "Auerbach's Keller", he creates a small flame to scare the guests.
- Reality-Warping: In the movie (but not in the book), he is shown to warp reality: in the disguise of a poodle (the poodle's not seen in the movie), he ran behind a shelf in Faust's lab, starting to shift his shape with smoke. When Faust tried to command the being he let come into his house, shouting against the smoke, Mephistopheles is shown to sit already on the floor behind Faust.
- Compel- Mephistopheles has the ability to speak to humans and compel them to speak up their burdens that weigh their soul.
Weaknesses
- Deals/Contracts- Mephistopheles can only use greater magic by deals and is bound by them. Without making a deal all he can do is what regular demons with power can do.
- Holy Blade: An angels blade could kill him and make him cease to exist.
- Lucifer: Mephistopheles would always be by his side when he asks of him. He would die for him and would come back to him even if were to be betrayed by the fallen angel.
- Host: Not much of a weakness; more like a need, No mortal could comprehend his demonic appearance, they could only see what their minds would allow. So in order to fit in he seeks out worthy vessels that could sate his needs and desire
Comments
Damn, late night shifts are the hardest.
Ryan, approaching the end of the street of this grizzly part of town, exhaled deeply. leaving a bright white cloud of carbon dioxide in her wake. It was cold, and she didn't prepare for the temperature change while she was in work. Black silk stockings, high heels, and a long brown jacket that ran to her knees was all she had. Her long black ringlets bounced against her shoulders and bunched up near her neck. A pleasant smell of lavender left her skin, stained from the environment she currently works in.
Watching a stray taxi go by, the woman kept walking, heels clicking along the broken and cracked cemented sidewalk. The stripper life was uneventful one. Nothing could change that.
Reaching into her pockets, she pulled her phone out, checking the time. 3:33 AM. A ragged breath left her lips. Thank god she had the weekend off.
As soon as the thought left her head, her shoulder collided with someone walking in the opposite direction of her. She dropped her phone on the ground, causing it to bounce a foot or two away from her. She cursed under her breath, knowing her phone had a fifty-fifty chance of being fucked.
"I-I'm sorry-"
She started, towards the figure she bumped into.
"I should've been more careful..."
-Alec watched demon approach him slow enough to give him time to pull away if Alec wanted,he remained rooted in the spot though allowing Mephistopheles steal another kiss. Shadowhunter was still debating why he was allowing it however even those thoughts out the metaphorical window when he felt demon wrap his arms around Alec's waist- hmmm I'm not sure yet -he mused before cupping a side of demon's neck and kissing him back with just as much passion. When they pulled away from each other Alec raised an eyebrow- good? as in good at this? -he motioned between them- or good in general?
(Oh I like that. We can go ahead with that)
The woman's eyes narrowed at this being. She was focused as intently as she could be on it, until it seemed the being was no longer focused on her, not a hundred per cent at least. Hearing his hiss, then a growl, those hues of hers followed his gaze or tried to. Hearing him say, 'He is here, he has returned..so you are important to him,' caused the woman's breath to be stuck in her throat as she shook her head slowly. Pained and affected by those words, but her response, her words were never spoken, they simply stuck within her throat somewhere. Inner thoughts had no problem speaking however, 'Lucifer.. Lucifer, you are here..? Where? Are you okay, will you be okay?' Instantly her mind went to Lucifer. He too was important to her, not just the other way around. He might have been there to help her, to save her from this poison that was slowly yet surely ending her life, if she was reading correctly between the lines, but who was there for him, for Lucifer, that was? She had to see him, she wanted to, just to make sure that he was okay. Even if she had wanted to turn and run by that stage, knowing he was here somehow, she couldn't do that anymore, not while in his hold. As he guided her elsewhere, to a door that she had no knowledge of what was behind it, she swallowed lightly though as she exhaled before her breathing picked up a little. Standing before it, or near that door, she didn't go through it. She simply stood there - But, it seemed that other plans were in store for the woman - Before she had a chance to say, or even think, 'What is this door, or place? What is inside? Where is Lucifer?', she was gone, forced through it somehow by him. Whomever he was, or had been, she no longer seeing him. An hour or two later, she had woken up in that hospital bed, and on her way to full health once more. Lucifer had saved her life, and she would forever be thankful for that.
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A couple of weeks later [Decker Residence]:
Chloe had returned to work, and was throwing herself back onto it, just as she did before the poison ordeal. Partner-wise, she seemed to be flying solo at the moment. Lucifer was nowhere to be seen, and she had not heard from, or seen him, not since their brief talk at the hospital. Dismissing that however from her mind, from her entire thoughts as now it was time to focus on her, and her daughter. "Trixie," she called out, to then add a few more words, "Come on Monkey, time to get your backpack, so you can get to school. Your bus will be here soon. Meet me here in the kitchen when you're ready, okay.."
While waiting on her daughter, Chloe spent her last ten minutes before she departed, reading up on something, work related that was before her. Sitting directly by the window to do so, losing herself within the work briefly, before she was even at her precinct - The woman was alone while doing so, or so she thought. Unless eyes were upon her, watching her every move, for one reason or another - Whatever the case, Chloe Decker was only thinking about her work day ahead, and her daughter.
-He shook his head once again clearing the haze that seemed to still linger in his mind away, his gaze moved back towards demon, Alec could still taste demon on his lips could still feel sparks of desire to feel more, it was so unusual so out of character that shadowhunter wasn't so sure that this wasn't yet another illusion- those you desire...do you mean....? -to be honest he wasn't sure what demon meant by saying that, why would he desire Alec and why the hell would Alec feel such a strong pull towards Mephisto- I doubt you are actually sorry for doing that -shadowhunter ran fingers through his hair and sighed softly trying to put his thoughts in order- kissing you...it felt good -he looked back at Mephistopheles, who looked completely innocent at the moment- why did it felt so good, you're a demon I'm not supposed to feel that way towards you...
With the creature moving towards her once more, the woman kept incredibly still, in one place, especially because she didn't know what was behind her, or if anything was. She felt the space lessen between them, and that it was close to her with hot air from its lips brushing against her skin. Giving a slight shudder, a barely there one as she started to see this thing for what it was. What the hell was it? Who was it? Where did it come into the unexplained side of things (if it did), that she had witnessed since meeting Lucifer? Her endless, personal investigation on the unknown, or unexplained in her life, it was growing. In that moment though, this would have to be put on hold, her questions, her theories if she had any, just until she got out of this limbo state to return to her normal, if she managed to. Now, it was all about survival, her survival, and not giving in to this thing. To the first part of his words, these ones fell effortlessly from her lips, "So original aren't you," she muttered, giving a slight roll of her eyes towards it.
Before Chloe knew it, the clouds lifted, and the area between her and this thing truly cleared. Eyes widened slowly as she gasped softly. 'Your soul!' As she heard those words being shouted, feeling a great wind along with it, the woman lifted up her hands as if shielding herself from it. No fall or throw could be prevented however and Chloe was lifted up off her feet, and landed with a large crash, somewhere behind her as she was slammed hard into a wall. With a groan escaping her lips, she was trying to figure out where it hurt the most, but it wasn't one area on her body, everywhere hurt, so she couldn't soothe anywhere specific. Instead she simply tried to stand once more incredibly slowly. In a barely conscious or a widely alert state, in whatever state she was in, she responded, "I'm not ready to go anywhere, except home. Do whatever you want, or try to, but I'm not giving you any part of me, especially not my soul."
Chloe Decker, a full-time mother, friend and LAPD Detective, the latest victim from a string of poisoning incidents lay inside a hospital room. Her only chance at survival was an antidote. One that was impossible to get one's hands on, considering the man behind producing it, or rather this particular one to cure the poison that was within her system, was no longer with them. Chloe was not alone in this fight however. The woman had several on her side, who were going to do whatever it took to find that antidote so she would pull through. On the opposite side of the spectrum however, it seemed that someone who wasn't on her side, someone who wanted her life over, for whatever reasons they had. Would Chloe Decker make it out alive? Would the woman see her little monkey again, and see her grow up? Or what had happened before her current state, was that how Chloe lived out her final possible hours and day, here on earth? Out of nowhere, the woman's condition took a turn for the worse. Her body began to shake slowly at first, before it shook uncontrollably as seizures took her over. "Mommy, Mommy. What's happening..?" Came Trixie's voice as the young girl looked on in fear as well as uncertainty, and asked whoever was listening, while clinging at her Mom's side for dear life. A nurse soon picked Trixie up and escorted the girl outside, before Chloe's bedside was swarmed by various doctors and nurses, each one having a part to stabilize her once more, or they were simply making her as comfortable as she could be, if this was almost the end.
ELSEWHERE {In between life and death}:
Chloe Decker's lost, lonely soul wandered along, or into the unknown as cerulean blues fixed themselves onto her surroundings. With the shadowy cloud forming and the figure soon standing before her, these questions slipped from past her lips, each one lowly spoken as she eyed this figure closely, eyes narrowing into the darkness as if it would assist her in seeing better, "I have no idea what you're talking about. What---Who are you?" Horns, large horns was all that was clear to Chloe throughout the darkness if her gaze did not fail her, but Chloe didn't believe it - She didn't want to, because if she did, then where was she, and where was she headed to, if not back to her loved ones? "What the hell do you want me from me?" A final question asked as she witnessed the pillar being cut in half to then fall on top of her almost. Shuffling back a few feet, she escaped the pillar landing on her, though she shook by it somewhat. Or she shook by that and this experience combined. Eyes remained fixed onto this thing as if she expected answers.
-Flips the bird-
-Alec kissed Magnus back eagerly leaning into his touch, he loved this Magnus loving yet playful, however when they finally pulled apart Alec realized that he in fact wasn't kissing Magnus in fact Magnus was no where to find in his place stood the demon and smiled at him. Alec staggered back looking around fractically. Alec's back hit the wall by the window he felt dizzy- what have you done to me? -he in fact had no idea how this could have happened how demon fooled him into believing he was Magnus, Alec shook his head trying to get rid of dizziness, while his mind raced...he just kissed a demon and enjoyed that how this could have happened???-
(I don't know, I don't have any ideas.. :( She would love to meet more like Lucifer and Maze..)
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