Annabelle flapped her wings gracefully, soaring through the light blue, almost white sky. The clouds felt like soft refreshing cotton as she dove straight through them. She couldn't wait to watch over the five year old human boy she was assigned to.
Father had told her the night before about this assignments and now it's finally happening!
Annabelle was nervous though, she had never been to Earth before; Heaven was her home since the beginning.
As she began her decent towards the Earth, she began feeling differently— feeling things she has never felt before.
Father had warned her about this, but he had said that there is nothing to fear- it was simply human emotion.
Annabelle tried to push away these sad, scared and guilty feelings as she drew closer to the mortal world. The little boy, whose name was Jim, lived in Los Angeles, California, of the United States- so that is where she ended up.
The hot, busy city was so intriguing to her as she finally landed, folding in her wings to walk around on the concrete street.
Her blue eyes widened at the sight of the Chinese Theater and the large buildings and people around her.
She couldn't believe that she was finally here; this is where all of Father's children came from! She would always see them afterwards in Heaven but never living on Earth.
How interesting this all was! But she had a mission to do.
Sprouting wings again, Annabelle swiftly shot into the air gliding around to find Jim.

"I'm leaving." A young man with brown hair and deep dark eyes stated bitterly towards his "father", or rather guardian.
That was not his real father of course; no, his real Father was in Heaven.
However, he was a long way from that place; he was in Hell, standing in front of his guardian who was the devil.
"Do not come back until you learn your place, Lucifer." The devil commanded, slamming a fist into his throne.
Lucifer gave a sarcastic salute before slipping through a portal to appear in the mortal world.
Whenever he wanted to get away, Los Angeles was always a good place to go (Vegas was a second favorite); A place full of sin and drunkards.
Lucifer occasionally got into fights with his 'dad' every now and then, so simply leaving wasn't new to him.
He had a profound 'emotional feeling' towards his dad, but sometimes he could be a real dick, in which caused Lucifer to feel bitter against him at times.
Lucifer secretly wished that his real Father could be with him. Alas, that was not his destiny. Lucifer was not made to be in Heaven.
He was the second fallen angel to be exact.
That's why he is the first fallen angel's 'son'.
Lucifer frowned to himself as he walked down the street, lighting up a cigarette.

It had been three or so hours and Annabelle had continued to watch Jim sleep in his bed. It was getting darker by the minute, and she didn't really like the blackness begin to surround her as time carried on.
Being a guardian angel was a lot of fun, but she felt like she needed to leave for today.
As she floated out of the home, something caught her eye: walking down the street was an attractive young man wearing dark clothes and smoking a cigarette.
Her eyes widened; something about him made her feel tempted to go closer.
So she did.
Wow, he was hot.
Hot?
When did such thoughts ever come over her?
Her heart beat faster as she came closer, but suddenly withdrew behind a palm tree.
The man stopped dead in his tracks, as if he felt her presence, and glanced up to the palm tree but luckily she had moved her hiding spot last minute. He continued on.
She needed to go home, but man, there was this intense feeling of a rush inside of her that she never wanted to let go of.
She knew if she went home then the feeling would disappear.
Annabelle decided to drop down to the ground, folding in her wings, to follow him from behind.
But it was okay because humans cannot see, hear, or feel her.
She curiously followed him until he took a turn into an alleyway. When she turned into the dark alley as well, he had disappeared.
"What?" She gasped, looking around for him.
How could he have disappeared like that? She was right behind him! This was weird... Maybe she should just—
Suddenly two hands came out of nowhere and pushed her up against the brick wall of another building.
Annabelle screamed in shock and pain- for her wings were being crushed behind her.
It was the young man.
"You're not human...?" She whispered, looking him over with teary blue eyes.
No human would be able to touch her like this.
"No of course not." He retorted with a sneer, "Why are you following me? Do you have a message from Father?" He paused then added, "If you do I'm not interested."
She shook her head. "No, I don't have any messages from Father. I just... Wanted to see who you were." Annabelle blushed, feeling embarrassed for her little crush on him.
He narrowed his eyes a little bit then smirked. "I'm Lucifer."
The reply make the angel gasp. "Lucifer!"
Now she knew he was bad news, he was Satan's son.
"I'm sorry." She begged. "I don't want to fight you or anything, do not hurt me! I was just about to go home I promise!"
Lucifer rolled his eyes and stepped back slightly, but still kept her in place with his strong grip. "I'm not going to hurt you. What is your name?"

"Annabelle."

"Ooh, I'll call you Annie then. Now, Annie, don't lie to me when you say you were simply looking to see who I was. It's not coincidence for an angel and a demon to just randomly meet." He raised an eyebrow that sent shivers down her spine.

"P-Please..." A few tears ran down her red cheeks.

Lucifer frowned, concern casting over his face slightly and he reached a hand up to wipe away her innocent tears. "Don't cry. I told you I'm not going to hurt you." He released her from the wall with an assuring smile.
She stepped away and looked him over curiously, ready to quickly fly away if he advanced on her.
"I should have known better." Annabelle muttered, mad at herself for ever chasing after someone as attractive as he was; no wonder she felt so allured, he was a demon.
Lucifer smiled deviously. "I can't help that I am quite desirable." He looked her over with those chocolaty eyes and tapped his smooth chin. "You look young, Annie. May I ask why you are down here on Earth? What has Father burdened you with, hm?"

"He has never burdened me with anything; He has sent me to be a guardian." She smiled to herself at the thought of her fun new job but then frowned. "Now I really shouldn't be talking to you, I should get back."
Annabelle didn't enjoy the feeling of being with this special demon; she knew it wasn't good to mingle with him. Plus, she really needed to get back home, Heaven felt good to be back in.
Annie turned quickly, giving her wings a flap, but Lucifer was faster– taking a firm hold on her arm to keep her grounded.
She froze just for a moment at the sudden contact, but then forcefully tried to yank free; she did not prevail as his fingers tightened around her arm.
She dared not to look at him as he pressed close.
"I was an angel too, you know. No need to treat me so differently– I never did anything." Lucifer whispered, his eyes flaming fiercely in anger. But deep down, he wasn't as angry as he seemed; he was interested in Annabelle, and he didn't want to completely scare her away. "I'll see you around, Annie."
He finally let go, causing the angel to shoot up into the sky like a rocket to fly herself back to her home.

As Lucifer watched her go further and further away, his back tingled in the aspect that he could not fly like her: his wings were gone. He was not pure like her, not an angel like her. For all eternity he never will be.
He was fallen.
The demonic man stood, alone now, in the alleyway with a frown.
Maybe...Hopefully...she will come back...