Chapter 2

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Lucifer has been walking in the desert for a couple of hours, now. He conjured a white suit before he started exploring this new earth.

He can't use his wings and fly, because that would be too painful in their current state, and he might get flung off somewhere else if he flew. He was used to metaphysical flight. He hadn't actually flew anywhere's with his physical wings since his fall.

Lucifer did have a destination to go to, however. After he landed on this earth. He sensed something in the desert. He didn't quite know what it was. But it seemed like this was the only lead he had since coming here.

He kept on walking for hours, until he finally reached his destination. And he was shocked.

There was a tall man with dark hair, and blisters all over his skin. But that wasn't the shocking part.

The man had wings identical to his. Albeit, they looked perfectly fine, With normal feathers.

Lucifer looked closer into the mans grace, and its mark was identical to his. In his multiverse, angels had marks etched into their grace to

differentiate themselves from other angels.

Lucifer contemplated waking his other self up, but he could be dangerous. The other mans grace may feel pure like his, but he can't just trust a feeling.

His other self did look really hurt though, he wondered how this could've happened, Lucifer sent a little of his grace to heal his other self, not enough to wake him up, but enough to heal him.

He then left the sight quickly before his other self could wake up.

Lucifer really was beginning to get annoyed with the endless desert. So he finally decided to use his wings to fly.

It was a risky thing to do. But he had no other choice. He whipped out his wings and flew.

Instantly, pain coursed through his wings.

He landed in a house, face flat on the floor with his wings out. He looked up and saw a dead human with a knife sticking out of her chest.

He got up and inspected the house. He heard the door unlock. And he instantly pulled his wings back in. A blonde lady stepped in the house. She instantly pulled out a gun.

"LAPD, put your hands in the air and get on the ground!" The blonde lady shouted.

"Listen lady, I don't want any harm, so i will just leave and-" he heard a shot ring out. The blond lady shot him! Were all humans this rude on this earth?!

"What the hell was that for?!" Fuck! A normal gun shouldn't hurt this bad. "Ow! This really fucking hurts! How did you-?!"

The blonde lady fired a warning shot right next to him. " I won't repeat myself again, put your hands behind your back and get on the ground!"

"Ok! Fine!" Lucifer complied, and the blonde woman put handcuffs on him. He could easily get out of them, but this lady is too interesting. She was able to harm him, and not many things can harm him.

He followed her to the police car. And she drives them to a police precinct. She put him in some kind of interrogation room.

But while On his way in the precinct, he saw a a human that... was very old. As far as he can tell the man looked and felt like a mortal, but his soul is thousands of years old. Which shouldn't be possible.

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Back in the desert, Lucifer (not the supernatural tv one) woke up very confused on how he somehow has his wings back.