He was five when he was admitted to the asylum for being 'deformed' as the doctor told his parents when he was born or 'different' as his parents would call him you see he had small horns, fluffy ears, a tail, sharp fangs and hauntingly silver eyes which he hid for awhile all but his eyes, but he got to much for his parents to handle with his wild sporadic behavior, with him almost killing them on multiple occasions, or him eating raw meat from freshly killed animals.

On his seventh birthday they started to 'treat' him for his 'illness' but all they did was inflict pain, either by cutting him or electric shock therapy and sometimes they would whip him for 'misbehaving', this all went on till his 10th birthday, he was pulled from his cell as usual but this wasn't his usual doctor, it was 'Doctor Fry', and he had a different method of 'treating' his patience and lets just say his 'treatment' wasn't normal.

When he turned fourteen, the cell across from him had three boys, and he was scared an hungry, you see he can't eat cooked food and all they give him is cooked food, thinking it will help him, but in reality it was making him sick and soon he would die from starvation.

Lucifer's P.O.V

IT'S STILL HIS BACK STORY BUT HIS PROSPECTIVE

I was sitting in my cell waiting, for that doctor to come and 'treat' me, but really all he does is force himself onto me, he does it will all his patience, that was when I saw them, the three males being put in the cell across from me, 'Doctor Fry' was leading them into the cell so I knew he was coming to get me next and god did I fear what was to come.

But he just walked back to the door after, putting them in the cell and for once I thought luck was on my side and I wasn't getting 'treated' today, but luck wasn't on my side as I seen him coming back to get me, stopping at my cell door looking at me with those eyes that haunt my dreams at night, as he opened my cell door I just sat there dreading what was to come, and I prayed that he wouldn't hurt me this time.

TIME SKIP BC I'M LAZY

Once the doctor was done...he led me back to my cell, with me walking with a limp and fresh bruises all over my body, I didn't look to good.

As we walked I kept my head down in shame, scared to look up at anyone in fear of what could happen to me if any of the other doctors saw what I look like, I knew they wouldn't care they would love to torture me more than they already do, but the thing is being here with the abuse, I'm slowly going insane and I'm afraid that one day I'll snap...becoming something I fear, the demon I've been hiding since I was born.

Third persons P.O.V.

He was seventeen when the lady came to work with some of the patient, they went to his cell first and all he did was sit there staring blackly at them not moving or blinking like he was in some kind of trance, but in reality he was dying slowly, his body was eating at his flesh in hunger, the sad thing was he was happy that he was going to die soon, so he wouldn't have to see 'Doctor Fry' anymore and he wouldn't have to inured the pain of the torture anymore.

He didn't hear the commotion going one outside from the inmates escaping not until his cell door was open, he flinched at the sound thinking 'Doctor Fry' was here to give him his 'treatment', but as he looked up he saw no one was standing there... that was when the sent of blood flooded his seances, the metallic smell making his stomach growl in hunger... but he didn't move a muscle scared that it was a trick from the doctors so they could beat him for being  outside his cell, when he isn't being 'treated' .

He stayed in that spot for weeks maybe even months before those three boys found him curled up in a ball, shacking as they approached him, he didn't even move when they cut him only watching the blood pour from his skin... he was going to die soon so why prolong the inevitable... DEATH.   

A/N read to find out what happens in the future Peace and Love my Dragons