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Chapter One.
The Outskirts of Las Vegas, Nevada.
His mental grip on her limbs finally ceased, and her hands fell limply at her sides. After a few silent moments of readjusting to the fact she had full control over herself again, she wiped her lips free of his blood, and leaned against the door to the motel room she had been residing in for the past week. The young woman stared at the man before her, feeling dazed, as though she was experiencing a euphoric high.
"You are my child now." He said in a soft tone, making her almost seem comforted. She suddenly felt warm and strong, the pain she had previously felt disappeared, as though she was a whole new being.
"Who-who are you?" her voice trembled, feeling as though she knew the answer already, and fearing the words he might speak, in the back of the brunettes mind she knew fully well her life had been most definitely turned upside down and changed forever.
The man laughed heartily, looking like a purely normal and happy man for a moment.
"Oh, baby…you know who I am" he replied, a flash of red flecked through his eyes, and smiled.
" oh God…. you devil" she spoke, her voice a whisper.
He put a finger to her lips to quiet her.
"Now, now... no swearing to me…you, my beauty, I've been watching you…wanting you. You're the perfect atrocity."
Her bright eyes clouded with confusion as he continued.
"That's my blood….on your lips…you, my love, are my chosen one, one all my children dreamt to be."
She licked her lips, she tasted the last bit of blood on her tongue, and to her surprise, it was sweet..like candy.
"Your children? You mean those black eyed freaks running amuck?" she asked incredulously, her bold nature suddenly shining through. The blood she ingested was definitely everything but normal, and she no longer felt afraid of him. She felt powerful, nearly immortal.
He laughed. "This is why I wanted you. You've got spunk, even as I observed you as a mortal being, I knew you were her. Now, let's have a proper introduction…" the man motioned to the motel rooms queen sized bed, and then sat himself.
Without even thinking twice, she sat beside him and brushed her fingers through her dark hair.
"What do I call you child" he asked as he placed a hand on her face. She blushed, and her crystalline blue eyes looked at him confused, The Devil was never written to be such a gentle…creature. And yet it almost seemed as though he was attempting to seduce her.
"D-Devon Wisteria Croft" she said, pulling her face away from him.
"Beautiful" his eyes went red again, as he spoke, taking her hand and shaking it, in a strangely humanly manner.
"And as you must realize, i am Lucifer…although, I normally look a bit better than this..." he said patting his own chest, grinning.
Devon stood up abruptly and walked to the mini fridge, opened it and pulled out a bottle of whiskey.
"So what are you telling me?" she asked as she turned around, sounding obviously flustered. Her hands shakily uncorked the bottle as she waited for his response.
Lucifer stood, crossing his arms over his chest and paced a bit before looking at her and speaking.
"Your life has new meaning my dearest Devon, like I said you're my chosen one, my newest child…..my queen."
Devon stared at the man before her then suddenly took a long swig from the whiskey bottle in her hand.
Lucifer snapped his fingers and the bottle disappeared from her hands.
"You don't need that pretty girl" he snorted as it appears into his hands and he took a sip himself.
Lucifer stepped toward Devon, his hand extended.
"What do you say Devi? Demons everywhere will bow down and fear you. Come with me. We've got work to do."
Devon looked at him, his red eyes burned into her blue; she hesitantly reached out her own and took his. In a blink of an eye they were gone from the motel.
Elk Ridge, Nebraska
Dean snorted as he snapped the dusty leather bound book closed and threw it back onto Bobby's desk.
Sam looked up at his brother curiously from his own book. They were researching every minute detail of the apocalypse and the devil, whom had been released from Hell.
"What?" Sam asked his brother incredulously. "I know you hate this part, but it essential to know everything we can about Lucifer." He explained waving the book he was reading around as he spoke.
"It's not even that Sammy…" Dean picked up the lore book he had just thrown down and flipped to the pages he had just examined and read aloud.
"..And into Hell he dragged the most beautiful woman that roamed the Earths green grass. Once the Morning Star's blood flowed flawlessly throughout her veins, she was now his queen, whom would sit beside him on his throne of flames…" Dean paused and looked up to see Sam and Bobby's expressions, whom were undeniably surprised.
Dean continued to skim the pages, and raised his eye brows.
"Looks like he wasn't such a Romeo after all…says here that he cursed her with immortality, then she peaced out on him…when he finally found his chick…500 years later…damn girl…says here, he iced her himself."
Dean rubbed his chin thoughtfully as Bobby wheeled himself over to where the eldest Winchester brother sat, taking the lore book into his lap and reading the script once more.
"Well I'll be…" Bobby murmured, as he licked his finger and flipped a few pages ahead.
"Looks like ol' Satan himself has got a weakness after all…" Sam announced sounding pleased.