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The Hundred Deaths of Mazikeen Smith

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So here it is, a gift for my Beta a sort of birthday and Christmas for her as she is an Anti-Mazer and I’ve got to say after 5A I’m DEFINITELY with her! I came up with the first one and then joked with her about there being 100 and the before we knew it we were writing prompts! As the title suggests this is 100 deaths of Mazikeen Smith anything from dark to pure ridiculousness. The method of death will be the chapter title and I will warn you that ALL characters tagged kill are involved in/kill Maze. I’ve gotta admit together we’ve only got 90 so please feel free to put suggestions in the comments. I’ve only written about 10 of these (not in the right order because...well it’s me lol) but I’m hoping to post one once a month. Here we go, hope you enjoy and for you Abby... Happy Christmas 2020 and Birthday 2021 and probably Christmas 2021 and Birthday 2022! 🤣🤣❤️

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Chapter 1: Season 5 ep. 8 fix-it

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The Devil caught the ebony curved blades midair as they came flying towards him, tossing one behind him before walking towards the Demoness. To say he was pissed off his former friend was the understatement of the millennia! 

She swung her fist but Lucifer had guessed her next move and swerved the punch easily. He grabbed hold of her shoulder and felt the satisfying crunch as he squeezed it hard, his eyes flashing red.

"You have betrayed me for the last time Mazikeen."

Maze tried to fight against the Devil's grip but it was all for nothing when he took the blade and thrust it into her stomach, twisting it before yanking it out and slicing it across her throat. 

The Demoness gripped her throat feeling the warm blood steadily leaking from the gaping wound as she fell to her knees. 

Lucifer let her go, looking down as her life slowly ebbed away, "and stay down."

He turned, his sights set on his next target, his twin that had kidnapped the woman he loved, who had made her question his love for her. He pointed the knife in his brother’s direction, seeing him pale as he drew closer, "I'm coming for you now, you slopey shouldered little bastard!?"