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Chapter 2
Song(s): Fame (90's Mix) David Bowie, Familiar (Agnes Obel)
6868 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, California…
10:16pm
Watching the smoke from his cigarette curl into small circles, the dark eyed man brought the butt against his lips before sneering, stubbing it out into the ash tray resting at his elbow.
"Lost the taste?"
Shifting his eyes, he rested on the taut stomach of his right-hand man, or rather, woman.
"I've been on Earth for a solid five years now Maze, and I never thought I would say…I'm bored."
Hearing his accented words, the demon scoffed before taking a seat in a dark brown leather chair opposite the oak wood desk.
"Humans are, for the most part Lucifer, boring as shit" she offered, watching her Boss steeple the tips of his long thin fingers against his lips.
"Only a rare few only ever make your direct attentions. Manson, Bundy, Bernardo, who was that other one recently…" she trailed off as Lucifer leaned back in his chair.
"Williams, and that was nearly three years ago" he added, smoothing a hand over the scruff of his chin.
"Like I said…boring."
"Perhaps a new challenge is in order" Lucifer began as Maze's eyes flashed with deep interest.
"Yes please" she smiled, watching the tall Prince of Darkness as he rose to his feet. Coming to stand in front of the floor to ceiling glass window, Lucifer lowered his eyes down onto the bodies lined up deep from just under the awning to well down the block.
"Perhaps, a change of country" he muttered, ignoring Maze's heavy sigh.
"Oh God Lucifer, not back to Canada" she moaned, raising her arms up over her head. "My skin can't take another Canadian winter layered up in a goose parka with only my nose sticking out" she added, catching his chuckle.
"I wouldn't subject you to the cold Maze, you do so much more better in the heat" he purred, turning around and giving her a wink as she narrowed her eyes.
"You know I would follow you even if you decided to return to Hell" she whispered as Lucifer felt his shoulders growing heavy.
Hell is not in the cards Maze
…
Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, California…
6:38am, The Next Morning…
Covering her mouth as she let out a huge yawn, Piper followed behind Jacob and Dylan as they crossed the intersection at Las Palmas.
"Right, we each get a can so tag large and loud."
Hearing Andrea's laugh as she laid a hand on Jacob's shoulder, Piper rolled her eyes as Dylan slapped her on the back.
"Are you really only fourteen? You look older."
Jesus
"Yes, I am, and I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't leer at me as if I was older" she spat, stepping aside to place distance on the sidewalk.
Spying a large vertical blue sign with block writing, she felt her lips spreading into a smile as they marched on past a Scientology center. Raising her eyes to the top of the sign she heard Andrea's laugh and only caught the tail end of a conversation mentioning Tom Cruise.
"He may be crazy, but he's still hot."
Feeling her stomach growl as she breathed in the smell of McDonalds, Piper slowed down and opened her mouth to speak.
"I'm going to grab something to eat."
"The plan is to tag that Lux building so rush hour traffic can see what an asshole the owner is" Andrea yelled as she and the boys turned around.
"Can't tag properly on an empty stomach, what if I spell something wrong?"
Catching Dylan's laugh as he moved towards her, Piper pulled on the door and was welcomed by the smell of fresh coffee.
"I don't suppose I could ask you out?"
Rolling her eyes as she stepped aside and joined the lineup, Piper pulled out her last five-dollar bill before Dylan pulled out his atm card.
"I can buy it for you."
"Don't bother, I'm not interested in you paying for my food nor am I interested in you."
Hearing the word bitch from just over her shoulder, she sighed before slamming her money onto the counter.
Why can't guys just listen the first time?
"Large coffee black, and one hash brown, or will this buy me two?"
…
Shaking her can, Andrea smiled as she drew an anarchist symbol in red over the large plated X before connecting it with a larger circle.
Shaking her own can, Piper let out a few sprays against the ground of the alleyway before coming to stand tall, staring at the plain tan wall before her.
I don't want to deface this building.
I…don't.
"Hey! You doing this or not?"
Shaking the can in her hand, she moved her eyes to her classmates and watched as they littered the wall and glass window with obscenities.
"I think a big dick with small balls right on the front panel would be perfect, don't you think?"
Shaking her can once more, Piper aimed it at the wall and drew a large D before scrawling the rest of the letters.
Standing back to take in the word, she felt a slight breeze run across her shoulders as the early morning sun dipped behind a cloud.
"Devil."
Hearing the word falling from her lips, she shook her can once more and started to retrace each letter.
…
"Is this your idea of a new challenge Lucifer? Making this place even darker with the mood lighting and deaf with bigger speakers?"
Feeling Maze bumping into his arm as she passed him a grande Starbucks cup, Lucifer Morningstar took a deep sip as he ignored her question.
"And where did you stay last night if I might ask?"
Hearing her Boss's question, the demon slipped down the black oversized sunglasses that had been resting on the crown of her head onto the bridge of her nose.
"Damn sunlight."
Feeling his lips pulling into a smirk, Lucifer closed his eyes and took in a deep breath of the early Los Angeles air.
Vehicle exhaust, cigarettes, and the smell of lusted after success.
"You obviously didn't stay curled up in your own bed either…" Maze purred as she tugged her glasses down, giving an inquisitive eye as he smiled widely.
"There is a reason I tend to stick to models and women who don't eat. Yummy mummy wanted to make breakfast" he spat, catching Maze's chuckle.
"Poor Lucifer, the one man in the entire world who can't be domesticated."
"It's not a matter of domestication Maze, it's all about white bread, eggs with the yolk, and hydrogenated peanut butter" he corrected, taking another sip of his black coffee before slowing his steps as they approached the club.
"How about we save the City some water and shower together…"
Ignoring Maze's sultry words, Lucifer narrowed his eyes he stopped beside the front window of the club. Feeling his lip starting to curl, he watched Maze's reflection as she ripped off her glasses.
"What in the fuck?"
Staring at the scrawled words of fuck, asshole, and dick across the glass, the tall dark-haired man slowly closed his eyes as he heard a high-pitched laugh. Taking in a deep breath, he locked on to the very faint scent of artificial vanilla as he growled.
"Maze…alleyway."
Slowly rounding the corner of the tan colored building, his dark eyes fell over the oblivious bodies as he felt the deep growl rising from his chest.
"Oh shit….OH SHIT!"
Dropping his spray can, Jacob collided with Dylan before shoving him roughly.
Throwing her own eyes up, Piper could barely make out the two darkly dressed individuals standing at the open mouth of the sidewalk before she felt nails digging into her shoulder.
"FUCKING RUN!"
Nearly tripping over the discarded spray cans, she broke into a dash before skidding to a halt.
"WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
Feeling Andrea's nails ripping into her arm, Piper swore under her breath as she reached a hand out for her book bag.
"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY, FORGET THE BAG!"
Abandoning her bag, she cursed loudly before breaking into a run down the alley.
"HEY BOYS! DON'T RUN, COME BACK AND PLAY!" Maze shouted as she started to laugh, feeling the quick speed of Lucifer from her side before hearing the slamming of Lux's front door.
"Oh, you're are in for it now kids, he's coming for you" she chuckled, walking slowly into the alley. Feeling the twinge of excitement that might require her certain torturous expertise, Maze rolled her eyes as she scanned over the anarchist scrawl before landing on the word devil.
"Interesting."
Moving further into the alley, her eyes lit up as she focused on a large penis.
"Ah ha. Well drawn, but not to scale" she smiled, spying a tan colored bag leaning against the wall. Reaching down, she wrapped her fingers around the strap and hauled it up over one shoulder before making her way back to the graffitied front door.
…
Run…
Don't stop….
Don't stop!
Keeping her eyes trained on Andrea's back as she felt the heat and sweat of the Los Angeles sun running down her face, Piper jumped over a cardboard box before spying Jacob and Dylan rounding the corner of the alley towards the back of the nightclub.
Even if those people call the cops, we'd be long gone.
Even if they tried to run after us themselves, we would outrun them she thought as a smile spread across her lips. Picking up her speed, she ducked around a discarded mattress as her eyes fell on the street up ahead.
A street with traffic and pedestrians to get lost in.
Almost home free
Blinking quickly as she moved around another set of discarded wood pallets, she felt the scream caught up in the back of her throat as a steel door was thrown open hard to her immediate right.
Gritting her teeth as she narrowly avoided the sharp steel, she screamed in pain as strong fingers curling around the back of her hoodie as she was roughly pulled against a hard body.
"LET ME GO!"
Hearing her scream, Lucifer growled as he held the struggling body, twisting around before wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Let's go, inside shall we street urchin?" he purred against her hoodie covered ear as Piper let out a final scream followed by a string of curses as she was pulled off her feet.
…
"Where is Piper?"
Bending over to gulp in the stale hot morning air, Andrea ran a hand through her loose blonde hair as she looked behind her.
"She didn't make it."
Moving towards the mouth of the alleyway, Dylan locked his hands behind his neck.
"Shit, do you think she is going to rat us out?"
Scoffing at the idea, Andrea shook her head as she peeled off her t-shirt, tying it around her waist.
"I think she has more smarts than that."
…
Feeling the man's vicelike grip around her waist, Piper struggled to breath as she was hauled further into the depths of the nightclub.
"I SAID LET ME GO!"
Shutting her mouth as her ears picked up low vibrations of music, she could feel the beats as she was brought further inside.
Bringing her hand up, she felt her back being pulled tight against the man's chest as she quickly dipped her hand into the pocket of his black suit jacket.
"Ah, you've brought me something I can use to refresh my skills."
Hearing the deep vibrations of David Bowie's Fame, Piper held her breath as she heard a low female voice from somewhere within the room.
Fame makes a man take things over
Fame lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame puts you there where things are holllooowww…..
"You, can just sit right there" Lucifer growled as Piper felt herself slammed into a chair, her arm banging off the metal rest as she bit down hard on her lip to subdue the pain.
"I'm surprised you only settled for one of the four, lets make this one sing like a bird" Maze smiled as Piper caught what sounded like a whip slapping against a wall.
Feeling herself sliding off the seat of the chair, Piper winced as strong fingers roughly hauled her back upright.
"Now then, let's have a look at you, shall we?"
Feeling the back of her hoodie roughly being pulled off her face, Piper kept her eyes closed tightly as she heard the hint of surprise.
"It's just a kid, a little girl" Maze teased as she ran the tip of her tongue along her teeth.
Slowly opening her eyes, she brought her head up and stared into the dark eyes of the man that had grabbed her, now standing directly in front of her.
"Indeed. How old are you?"
Refusing to answer the man's question, Piper sprang up from the chair but was quickly thrown back down.
Bringing his fingers down against her chin, he roughly cupped it and forced her eyes up onto his once more.
"Tell me your name street urchin" he growled, watching the irritation growing in her face.
"I don't have to tell you anything. So, go ahead, call the police, see if I care" she challenged swallowing hard as Maze started to laugh.
"Yes, my Lord, call that little blonde detective friend of yours and her delicious ex-husband."
My Lord?
Ripping her chin from Lucifer's fingers, she avoided his eyes as he continued to stare at her.
I've met you before urchin…but where?
"How about it Lucifer, should we show her just how mean we can be?" Maze purred as she took forward, scanning her eyes over Piper's hands, watching as they became fists.
"Screw you, you can't touch me" Piper spat as Maze leaned in close.
"Oh, I don't have to touch you to make you scream" Maze seethed as she felt Lucifer's hand on her bare shoulder as he let out a low laugh.
"This one has such spark! Mazikeen my dear, let's not scare her before she gives up her band of merry men that have also it seemed, abandoned her by saving their own skins" he spoke, tasting his accent as Piper swallowed hard, feeling the incredible dryness in her throat.
"Give me some names child, and I might give you a glass of ice cold water" he offered, catching the flash of anger in her eyes.
"I'm not a child" she spat, her eyes burning into his as he smiled widely.
"No, I don't believe you are."
Hearing the low beats of Bowie slowly dying from the speakers, Piper moved her eyes around the darkened bar as she spied leather booths, dance poles, barstools, and a huge dark sign made of lightbulbs spelling out LUX.
"Is this a strip club?"
Catching Maze's laugh as she looked to Lucifer, the demon brought her hands up to rest on her hips.
"No kid, it's not. It's a club for grownups who are old enough to drink, and old enough to live their lives to the fullest" she smiled, watching Piper tensing in her shoulders.
"Are you going to call the cops or not?"
Hearing her question, Lucifer slowly shook his head as he stared down at her.
"I don't think that's necessary, if anything, I'd like to know what it is that you deeply desire?"
Bringing her eyes back up onto his face, she felt the curiosity growing as she opened her mouth to speak.
"If you are not going to call the cops, then let me go" she whispered, catching the surprise flashing across his eyes as he looked to Maze.
"Now she is really starting to piss me off" she spat, watching Lucifer taking a step backwards.
She's another one
"Am I becoming too human?" he whispered, snapping his fingers as Maze hauled Piper up to her feet.
"Count yourself lucky urchin, you may leave."
Feeling the heat of the morning air as she was pushed out the front door, Piper spun around and was met with the graffitied door slamming closed in her face.
Breathing heavy as she pulled off her sweatshirt, she marched to the alleyway and blinked quickly as she searched for her bag.
"Damn it…."
Kicking aside a paper coffee cup, she turned and strode right back up to the front door and banged her fist.
"DO YOU HAVE MY BAG?"
Taking a step back, she peered up at the dark windows and sensed a pair of eyes before swearing under her breath.
"Keep it then asshole."
…
Tossing her last two dollars down in exchange for the bottle of water, Piper sank onto a barstool, downing the bottle with one breath.
Running a hand through her hair, she reached into the pocket of her jeans before slapping her back pockets.
Jesus, no wallet
"Means I am walking all the way home" she groaned, slamming her fist down on the table.
Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the small silver coin she had plucked from the man's black suit jacket pocket and turned it around in her hand.
"In God We Trust" she whispered, narrowing her eyes onto the image of Christ, arms splayed out on the cross.
"Father, Son, Holy Ghost" she breathed, trying to remember the last time she had stepped foot in a church and failing to come up with even an approximate year. Flipping over the coin, she read the opposite message.
"In God We're Damned."
Running her eyes over the carved goat head within a star, she read the words Beelzebub, Serpent, Dragon, and Satan before settling on the final.
"Lucifer."
Taping the coin against the tabletop, she felt her lips pulling into a smile before slipping it back into her jeans pocket.
"Excuse me, do you know of any pawn shops close to here?" she questioned, catching the waitresses eye.
Even if I can get bus money out of this I don't care she thought as she reached into her pocket once more, running her thumb along the goat head.
…
Two Hours Later…
"You're getting soft Lucifer."
Taking a long sip of his scotch, the man in question opened his eyes and stared straight into the face of his partner.
"Hmmm, careful now Maze, I'm still a bit twitchy from being rebuffed by another female human" he growled, feeling the cold of the ice cube touching his upper lip.
"My point exactly. You are the fucking Devil, Prince of Darkness, Punisher of those that decide to do shit things, and yet you let that little girl go without even a hint of fear in her face. I'm embarrassed."
Pushing his glass down the full length of the bar top, he caught Maze's lips twitching as his eyes flashed red.
"She should have seen that."
"She, was able to block my line of questioning, and succeeded in pissing you off. If anything, she is someone interesting and possibility useful" he added, watching the demon take up his glass and roughly dumping the ice into the sink.
Reaching down beside her feet, Maze gripped the strap of the tan Jansport backpack and whipped directly into Lucifer's path as he caught it without blinking.
"That belongs to her, she left it in the alley."
Sneering as he let the bag fall to the floor, he reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out the wallet he had slipped out from her hoodie. Pulling out a student identification card, his dark eyes focused on her face as he read her name.
"Piper Harlow."
"Sounds just as staged as Lucifer Morningstar" Maze chuckled as he found no place of address.
That wouldn't be hard to find
Not for him
Reaching into his other jacket pocket, he froze before checking the other.
"Mazzzeee…."
Raising her eyes, the demon felt her mouth falling open as Lucifer rose to his feet.
"My pentecostal coin is missing."
Hearing his words, he set his jaw straight before pulling back his fleshy façade.
"Do you still think humans are boring Mazikeen?" he snapped before turning around, climbing the dark staircase and disappearing from sight.
"Well now, apparently not this teenage girl" she smiled before pulling back her own fleshy façade.
Get her Lucifer...
GET HER!
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