Persephone rushed into the emergency room. Full of worry for her cousin. She had gotten a call that there had been an attack on his family. She searched the room for him. He was sitting in the corner. His youngest son asleep on his chest. The older one in a seat beside him.

Persephone walked over to him. Drakken looked up at her. His eyes full of tears. She sat in a seat across from him. "Oh my god, Drak."

He stared at his cousin for a moment. He was overcome with grief.

"Is Regina okay?"

He nodded sadly. "Regina is fine. But she lost the baby." He held his son tightly.

"Oh I am so sorry." She reached out her hand to touch his arm. For a moment they were silent.

Drakken sighed and carefully stood up. He set his son on the chair. The little boy groaned and then went back to sleep. He looked at Persephone. "Can I speak to you over there?"

Persephone got up and followed her cousin. She watched him pace for a moment. His eyes on his sons. He put his hand on his forehead. "Can I ask you a question?" He didn't wait for her to answer. "When my father asked you to help try and get your father back to Hell, what did you do?"

Persephone looked at her cousin. She stayed silent for a moment.

Drakken looked her dead on. "He said you blew him off."

"No, I didn't. I asked my dad. But he's stubborn." Persephone responded to Drakken.

"Persephone, that thing came after my family." Drakken looked agitated. "I was able to fend it off. But what if it comes for us again? It was horrible."

"I'm sorry Drakken."

"I hate to say it. But it's your dad's fault. He left Hell in chaos. And he doesn't seem to care. You don't seem to care." His agitation rose.

"Drakken I care. I want to get rid of this thing as much as everyone else."

"Even if we got it back to Hell. Who is going to make sure it stays? My father says the uprising is getting worse. The angels are doing everything they can to defend the gates. But what if more demons get out?" Drakken began pacing again.

"What do you want me to do Drakken? I told your father. I tried. Short of tying him up and dragging him to Hell. What was I supposed to do?"

Drakken stopped pacing and leaned against the wall. "I don't know."

Persephone placed her hand on his shoulder. "Look, I will do everything I can to defeat this thing."

Drakken's mother-in-law Cheryl walked over to them. She looked at Persephone then at Drakken. "Who is this?"

Drakken sighed. "This is my partner Persephone."

Persephone smiled and held out a hand.

Cheryl ignored it. "You mean the devil woman." She said to Drakken.

Persephone sighed. Drakken shook his head. "She isn't a devil woman."

"Regina, told me about her. She is the devil's daughter." She glared at Persephone. "I can't believe you would be associating with her. Especially what happened to Gina." Cheryl walked to where the boys were sleeping.

"Why does everyone keep blaming me?" Persephone said out loud.

"You know why." Drakken's voice was pained. "Maybe you should go."

"Okay." Persephone patted his shoulder. "I'll get this thing, Drakken."

Drakken looked away from her. "Whatever." He then walked towards his family.

Persephone stood for moment watching her cousin before she decided to leave the hospital.


Hours later Persephone was at a farmer's market with her stepdaughters and Tristan. They were scouring the stands of produce. It felt good to do something that didn't involve death for once. The kids were laughing and having a good time. She wished Bryan could be with them. But he had to work.

It was a cloudy overcast day but the temperature was nice. There were lots of people shopping today.

"Hey Persi. This place is kind of cool. Our mom never shopped at a farmer's market." Savanna said to her.

"I like the quality of the produce you can get here. Something about home grown food." She smiled at her stepdaughter. Savanna was holding Tristan. It pleased Persephone that she and her baby brother were so bonded. Savanna would coo and tickle the baby. Autumn seemed a little less enthused but every so often she would smile.

Later they were finishing their lunch. They were all laughing. Persephone felt rejuvenated. For a moment her mind was off the Nephilim killing demon. But that was only temporary. They were getting ready to leave. When she saw it. It wasn't hiding. He wore a dirty hoodie over his head. It did not disguise that reptilian face. His forked tongue kept slithering out. It was like he was tasting the air. His long clawed hands hung at his side.

She looked at the kids. "Savanna. Get to the car." She tried not to sound panicked.

"Aren't you coming?" The teenager asked.

"Yes." She turned and ushered the kids in the opposite direction. She kept her eyes on the creature. It stalked towards them. The faster they went the faster it went. Then it disappeared. Persephone was looking around for it. Then she turned and it was right in front of her. Its forked tongue tasting the air.

"Blood of Lucifer." It hissed.

Savanna gasped. "What the hell is that?" she held Tristan and her sister cowered behind her.

Persephone put herself between the creature and the kids. It circled them. She kept her eye on it. She backed up with the kids behind her. Then the thing stopped and faced her. It let out a shriek and lunged.

Persephone put up her arms as it slammed into her. She fell to the ground with the thing on top of her. It slashed her. But she managed to use her strength to bash it in the head. It rolled to the side and she got to her feet. The kids were running. Other patrons were screaming and running about. It had no qualms about being seen by mortals.

The creature got to its feet and lunged for Persephone again. It slammed into her. She flew into a table of fruit. The pain was immense. She used her powers to launch watermelons at the thing. A few slammed into his head. But he now had his sights on the fleeing children. Getting to her feet she watched as the creature ran to her kids. Spying an unoccupied stand, she thrust out her hand and it exploded in flames right as the creature ran by it. It was hit with flaming debris. She ran towards it.

It was underneath a pile of burning wood and cloth. It shrieked but seemed unaffected by the fire. It stood up. Its glowing eyes full of malice. "Blood of Lucifer." It hissed as it took a step towards her.

Persephone felt the sting of the wounds on her arms and forehead. Blood fell to the ground. The smell must be driving the creature mad. The thing lunged for her again. She managed to side step it and bash it on the head. It just shrieked and turned on her again. It turned and ran for her again. It slammed her into another stand. It clawed her arms again. It drooling fangs were inches from her face. She was feeling her strength draining. Summoning fire again she felt as the thing burst into flames. Only his clothes burned but it was enough to get it off of her.

She got up and stood wearily. Blood was gushing from her wounds. Her healing ability seemed slowed. She panted. The creature tore off its burning clothes. Of course it would be immune to fire. Its entire body was scaly. She heard sirens approaching. What the hell were the police going to do?

She needed a new strategy and quick. Remembering something her father had once told her. She was his light. Of course Light Bringer. She thought to herself. She tapped into a reserve of power she never used. Summoning the light, the sun came out and shone brighter and brighter until it was blinding. The creature shrieked loudly and then disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

The light diminished. Persephone fell to her knees. The wounds were starting to heal but blood still fell. She felt blood in her mouth.

"Persi!" She heard her husband's panicked voice. He ran over with a couple of uniformed officers. "Oh god, Persi" He knelt down in front of her.

She looked at him through blood. "It came after us." She tried getting to her feet. But stumbled and fell and landed on her butt.

"Easy." Bryan put his hands on her shoulders. "The paramedics are here."

"The kids?" She asked.

"They are fine."

"Where?" She asked.

"Some of the other officer are watching them. It was bad. People were trampled getting away."

Tears formed in her eyes. "I am so sorry." She cried.

Bryan hugged her. "It's not your fault."

A medic arrived and started tending to Persephone's wounds even though they were healing on their own.

Persephone shook. She couldn't believe what had just happened? She felt angry towards her father. He had left Hell without any regard for the chaos it would cause. Now there was a creature hunting down her cousins. The medic bandaged up her arms and forehead. She tried getting to her feet. Bryan helped her up. She leaned against him.

They walked to where the kids were being watched. "Persi. Dad." Savanna exclaimed. She looked at her stepmother. "Oh my god. What was that thing?"

Persephone wasn't sure what to say. The girls still did not believe that Lucifer was really the devil. She shook her head. "A demon from Hell."

"Why did it come after us?" Savanna had tears in her eyes. Autumn was standing behind her with Tristan in her arms. Tristan was upset. She wanted to hold her son but the pain in her arms was too much.

"Blood of Lucifer." Persephone repeated the creature's words.

"What the Lucifer?" Autumn asked. She paused. "Wait. Your father? He really is- "

"Lucifer." Persephone finished her sentence. "Yes."

The girls seemed to be having trouble taking that in. Persephone felt horrible they had to find out this way. She felt horrible that they and dozens of other people had to witness that. She felt bad for the people who were injured. Her anger was steadily rising. She had to get rid of that thing.

Bryan looked at his family. "Let's get everyone home. We'll talk about it there."


Later they all arrived home. Weary and traumatized. The girls had been quiet the entire ride. Tristan was a little weepy. Persephone was feeling all sorts of guilt and anger. She needed to have a talk with her father.

They walked into the apartment. Lucifer was sitting on the couch watching TV. Cody was seated on the opposite couch. They were both laughing. The stopped when they noticed everyone else enter the room.

Lucifer looked at his bruised and bandaged daughter. He stood up and walked towards her. "What on earth happened to you?" His voice full of concern.

Persephone looked at Cody. "Cody, could you give me a minute with my father?"

Cody frowned and then got up and left the living room.

Bryan was standing behind her with Tristan. The girls had gone to their rooms. "You want me to leave the room too."

Persephone nodded. "Please." He kissed her cheek and left the room. Persephone looked at her father. He was standing in front of her. He wasn't in his usual well-tailored suit. He was wearing just a button up blue shirt and slacks.

"What hurt you, Persephone?" He asked her.

She took a deep breath. "When you left Hell, did you not think of what would happen?"

He narrowed his eyes at her and shrugged. "It vaguely crossed my mind. But I was tired of it."

"You didn't care. You just wanted to come to earth to party and screw everything with a pulse." Persephone's voice was angry and cold. "Never mind the consequences."

He folded his arms and looked at his daughter. "What happened?"

"It's a chaotic mess down there. Michael told me it's about to burst. He and the other angels are having trouble maintaining order. Things are escaping."

"You believe anything Michael says." He said with a hint of derision. He looked at her arms again. "Now, tell me what happened?"

"There is a creature stalking and killing the Nephilim. He has killed dozens. People I care about." Persephone explained to him.

"Oh that thing. Yes, I remember it. Nasty bugger." Lucifer had no concern in his voice.

"Yes, it is. It came after us."

Lucifer paused. He didn't say anything for a moment.

"It came after me and Tristan. Does that not concern you?" She was having trouble containing her anger.

Lucifer felt the anger coming from his daughter. "Well, darling if you stay here it won't come if I'm here. I'll keep you safe." He patted her shoulder.

Persephone pulled away from his contact. She glared at him. "What about the others?"

"They aren't my concern."

Persephone growled. "Not your concern!" She yelled. "Not you concern. That thing is killing innocent people. People who didn't ask to be the children and descendants of angels. How can you be so callous?"

His dark eyes watched as his daughter grew angrier. "Why should it concern me? My brothers and sisters shun me. Why should I care about their offspring?"

"Because it's the right thing to do." Persephone felt tears threatening to fall. "They are blaming me. They are blaming me for what YOU did." She shouted at him. "You left Hell so you could party leaving everyone else to clean up your mess." The room began to shake as Persephone felt her anger rising. "My entire life I have defended you. Told people you aren't the monster that you are portrayed as. But it's becoming clear to me why those images exist."

"What are you saying Persephone? You think I am a monster." Lucifer wasn't so much angry as hurt. "My brothers are finally succeeding in turning you against me."

"No it's not that. I am just finally seeing the truth. You are an irresponsible, selfish, son of a bitch." Persephone spat out. "I can see why Chloe wanted nothing to do with you."

Lucifer got angry at that remark. "How dare you speak to me like that." He took a step towards his angry child. "Chloe is none of your concern."

Persephone shook her head. The pain in her arms was searing. She looked at her father dead on. "I need you to leave."

"What?" Lucifer couldn't believe what she was saying. "We can fix this. I will get that thing for hurting you."

"No. I need you to leave and not come back. Go!" She shouted and pointed at the door. "Get out of my house Lucifer."

"Persephone?" He pleaded. "Don't do this. Don't let my brothers- "

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" The room shook from her voice. "I never want to see you again."

Lucifer was speechless. His beloved daughter wanted him out her life. He wasn't sure how to process that. He could feel tears in his eyes. The Devil wasn't supposed to cry but right now. He turned towards the door. His head hung low. "I'll go."

Persephone turned her back to him. She knew he was still standing there. She was trying to keep from crying.

Lucifer paused before leaving. "That box I gave to Bryan when Tristan was born, can be used to capture that creature. It was forged in Hell. Just open it up and he'll be sucked in. Seal it with your blood." She still had his back to him. He sighed sadly. "I love you Persephone." Then he walked out of the door.

Persephone buried her head in her hands and sobbed. She felt someone embrace her. It was Bryan. She sobbed against his chest for a moment. Then she pulled back and looked at him. "I need you to leave too."

"What?" Bryan asked with confusion.

"No. It's not like that. I need you to get Tristan and the girls out of the city." She explained. "It seems to be contained in the city. So you need to get everyone away from here."

"But what about you?" He looked at his wife. Her face a mixture of hurt and anger.

"I am going to get rid of that thing."

"Persi, look at you. You are injured. Let me help."

"No Bryan. You are no match for it. I need you to do this. Get the children out of New York."

Bryan did not want to leave his wife. "What if you die?"

"Then I die. It wouldn't be the first time. I'll die knowing you are safe. Please Bryan." She pleaded with him.

"Okay." He agreed hesitantly.

Later they were at the airport. Persephone said a tearful goodbye to her family then watched them walk into the airport. She looked up at the sky. "Grandpa, please keep them safe. I will get this creature." She got into her car. She was heading back to Ecclesia di Angelis.

Author's Note: Oh dear. Will Lucifer ever mend his relationship with his daughter? You are probably wondering why she didn't ask for his help. Well, my dear Persephone has a habit of being a little irrational when she is stressed out. She thinks its up to her to get that creature on her own. That's one of her flaws. Thinking everyone else is her responsibility. Even if it means getting herself hurt or killed.