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ORIGINAL SONG: In All My Dreams I Drown (listen to original here, lyrics in decription)
SUMMARY: "Welcome to a brand-new home, a brand-new life to lead." One day a young girl shows up at Lucifer's gates. One day Natalia finds a home. A story, set to "In All My Dreams I Drown".
CONTENT NOTES/WARNING: Briefly passes over tortures done to and the death of a young (preteen-age) child (tortures are somewhat comic-canon, death is not).

CREATOR'S NOTES: The backstory behind this universe is a little complicated, so I am explaining, in case you don't manage to understand through the song. However, this filk is basically the origin story outlined, so the information A) is not entirely necessary, though it may help; and B) will spoil the story of the filk, so the explanation is below the lyrics.

LISTEN: box.net (listen online or download) (acapella)

They prod, they stab, they open her so that they can see inside
They open wounds and they stitch them closed til easily they hide
They break her down, break her, take her, till nothing's left to give
And then they take her pulse, her breath, what little life she'd live

They send her up, up, to a man
And he frowns, and he stares
At her reddened little hands
And casts her off and down

She meets a man way down below who offers her his hand
Says welcome to a brand-new home, a brand-new life to lead
She follows him, way down below; he leads her to the tent
He calls himself the ringmaster, he calls himself her friend

And he says welcome, he says stay
Here you'll rest; learn our ways
And here you'll find yourself a home
To grow, to dance, to play

Father, daughter; that's what they'll become
Princess in the depth of hell, a demon dancing bright
Midways, tightropes, smiles in the gloom
Clowns, shows and kisses, tricks and games
And stories to repeat

She taunts and teases, throws her knives; she learns to find her way
She dances on the carosuels, she sings through the midway
She rides the ferris wheels so high, tucked in her father's arms
Natalia, you know that here you're safe from any harm

She learns, she grows, knows their way
Talks their talk, plays their games
A princess home and safe in hell
Brightening their days

Behind the Music:
This verse came from watching the Devil's Carnival somewhere upwards of five times in the span of two days while going through an MCU fan phase. That's the only way I can really explain the story I'm about to tell you, because there's no good reason to cross over these two fandoms, except that it produces some lovely mental images. There are very mild TDC spoilers that could be gathered from any two-line summary, and mild ones for the Black Widow's comic origins.

In this verse, while Hell can't send people upstairs, so to speak, Heaven can send people downstairs, even if somehow they manage to get up there. Also in this verse, Natalia Romanova did not survive the extensive training she went under as a child. At a young age (11-13, I cannot recall specifics now and will edit when I can find it), she died, took a brief detour to Heaven, and was sent down to Hell -- Lucifer's titular Carnival.

Lucifer can't see guilt in this child -- who may have done wrong, but was forced to, and too young to understand what she was doing -- and instead of putting her through the Carnival's torments and games, he adopts the young girl for his own.

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