A Super Devilish Adventure
This is set before the s3 finale of Lucifer doesn't have his devil face, but has wings, Amenadiel doesn't have his wings.
And a random point in supergirl where Mon-El has his costume, he and Imra have split, he's still on Earth. Im ignoring most S3 plots.
Im aiming to write a chapter every few days
This is inspired because my writing tutor set us a task to write from and Anti Hero view point which started me thinking about what if the biggest Anti hero met one if the biggest heroes.
Plus Winn meeting Lucifer just needs to happen
Lucifer landed slightly less gracefully than normal, dropping Amenadiel as his feet touched the ground. He hated flying, a constant reminder of the wings his father had forced on him. Creating this angelic pure image that was not who he was. He wasn't sure it ever as who he was.
"Brother you have clearly been enjoying your humanity and Earths treats a little more than you should" He smirked as he brushed dust from his immaculate dark, tight fitting, 3 piece suit. Slightly patting his stomach to make a point. A naughty glint in his dark eyes.
"Is that your way of saying I have gained weight brother, or maybe it's you who are slacking since you have started to enjoy the company of humans, you are becoming more like them, weaker, venerable" he teased, adjusting his light grey hoodie, which strained against his tight muscles. Far less formal than his brother. Far more serious, thought humanity was starting to rub off on him and he was becoming more playful.
"How dare you" Lucifer exclaimed in his upper class English accent, with a slight teasing smile. "Right now to sort out your mess?" Pulling his phone from his pocket.
Amenadiel considered arguing with his little brother but decided it wasn't worth it. Sometimes letting Lucifer just take the lead was the best approach, for all his faults he was a very smart man. "Luci, Wings"
Lucifer glanced over his shoulder to see his majestic crisp white wings softly moving in the wind behind him, shimmering in the bright sunlight. Glaring at them he retracted them. They swiftly vanished into his back once more. He nodded slightly, content to hide his Angelic side. Having his wings back was still rather unsettling.
"I cant see why we couldn't have driven" he complained, to distract from this side of himself.
"Speed, if we drove it would take a day" his brother knew this and was clearly making a point, only one of them had the ability to fly, and I was hard for Lucifer to use them willingly. Yet spoke to the air as Lucifer had already distracted himself with his phone.
"Mazikeen just give me the address, yes I know you would be more effective that my brother but it's his mess, he can fix it" He was irritated. Pacing slightly.
Winn was sat in the DEO, it was a quiet day. Very few people were around, those who were had paper work to finish or were causally gossiping, mostly ignoring the kind cardigan clad nerd.
However Winn was restless, he had been trying to learn the new languages that Mon-El said were common in the future. He was failing. So he was mostly hoping for a distraction and trying to gain the attention of one of his friends.
The computer beeped with rapid urgency, and he jolted into action. It had startled him into awakenesss. His heart was pounding rapidly in his chest as the shock wore off. Deep breaths he muttered.
Looking at the offending monitor there was unexpected air traffic. Too low for a space ship. Too high for a plane, and far too fast. Unnaturally fast. He pulled up the satellite images, to try to get a better look, but there was not a clear image as the object was moving too fast. Winn was slightly unnerved. He hadn't witnessed anything that fast, not even Supergirl was too fast to be captured on the DEO screens.
Setting a program in motion he traced it as it landed in a quiet street. Fully expecting there to be damage due to the impact judging by the entry speed he prepared to set the DEO forced to tidy up any damage. Yet there was none. Rather at the landing site to Winn's surprise there was no damage. He was about to question the calculations yet stopped when he realised what was on the screen. Rather than the damage he expected he witnessed a man with large feathered wings land. He was holding onto another man whom he released. They then chatted before the first man's wings vanished and they walked away.
"Hey Mon-El" he called to the tall, handsome, dark haired alien who was uncomfortably trying to pretend to be busy (and failing) at one of the other work stations, "Can you come here?"
"Sure," Mon-El replied with a grateful smile, as he had been feeling out of place since his return from the future. And feeling needed always clarified his joint decision to end his marriage to Imra and stay with his original Earth Family, and try to find his place again. The only thing that didn't appear to have changed was his relationship with Winn.
"Have you seen an alien species like this before?" asked Winn rewinding the coverage to reveal the image, sadly it showed neither male's faces but the wing span was impressive.
Mon-El studied the screen closely, before turning to the smaller man. "No I haven't met any species with feathered wings like that. And none whose wings retract through their clothing. That is strange, how does that happen?"
"I have no idea" Winn was watching in awe. Mon-El chuckled slightly Winn was so easily seduced by his fascination with aliens.
"Do I need to check them out?" Mon-El eagerly suggested, pulling his cape closer to himself. Half preparing to fly.
"Wait buddy. They don't seem dangerous, I will track any strange activity with wings and let you know" Winn was rewinding the images to see the wings. Taking an image and adding it to the DEO data base to be on alert should anyone witness him.
"Look it's nearly the end of the day how about I get changed and we go get a drink and some ribs in the dive bar"
"It's like you can sense what I desire" Winn chuckled.