chapter 15:

Michael was pacing around in his small cell. He shouldn't be in here, his father should be rewarding him for going after his devilish brother. The hours went by slowly but finally, Amenadiel came back for him.

"Father has made a decision it's time to hear your fate," Amenadiel said coldly. He had grown fondly on his banished devil brother in the time that he had fallen himself. He understood now that Lucifer wasn't the evil one here.

He took Michael out of his cell and walked with him towards his father's throne room. Not listening to his brother's pleas to rethink all of it. That Samael was the only evil one. He pushed Michael in front of him while they entered the room where his father was waiting in his Silver chair.

"On your knees, Michael," God said with authority

Michael sighed and fell on his knees before his father. Amenadiel standing behind him with his arms crossed over his chest looking straight forward. Like he was a guard and not a brother or a son.

"Do you have any last words, Michael?" God asked in a serious tone of voice, "Choose them wisely."

"Father, I only did for good, trying to let Lucifer do what he is supposed to do. Ruling Hell." Michael plead.

"Michael this wasn't your decision to make. Lucifer is ruling Hell very well from the earth. He has a trustworthy second in command, as trustworthy as a demon's come but that's another matter." God said coldly.

Michael looked down on the floor he knew he lost. His father could be ruthless he had enjoyed it eons ago when his father punished Samael. Only to know that he was going to be a ruler the whole damn time.

The fact that everyone thought Samael or Lucifer was evil was one thing he was proud of. It was him who started the rumor that managed to reach humanity. The rumor that still haunted his twin brother, the fact that he was pure evil.

"You are going to live as a human in Los Angeles in the year 1820. You will be stripped of all your powers and your wings will be clipped…" God said before he was interrupted by Michael.

"But father please, you can't do this. Samael has his wings and he doesn't want them why does he have the right to keep them?" His son whined.

"I can do this and I will do it. Did you ever thought of how he looks like now underneath his human face?" God responded

Michael was silent, he knew very well what the fall had done to him.

"I thought as much. You will live in poor conditions remembering what you lost. The life you lost by thinking that you could go after your brother without my agreement. I will give you enough for a little house with a little bit of land to grow crops but you will never have the wealth you had up here. You will live a mortal life and die like a mortal with the chance to end up with your brother. I want to warn you Michael the chance is real if you try to get yourself killed or if you try to disturb Zorro and his secret, I can take away everything you get from me if you make trouble for him or your brother if he decides to visit his new friends. I will make sure they don't recognize you. Am I clear, Michael?" God said coldly

"Yes, father," Michael said with a tone of defeat in his voice.

"I will have my eyes on you, Michael and beware if you make trouble I will make your life a living hell and be sure that your brother will continue my work with what you did to his human." God's voice was still cold, the Father of all angels snapped his fingers and before Michael knew it he stood in front of a little farmhouse, nothing special and it looked like it been through a war. Like promised a little land to grow some crops but no horse to transport or no donkey, not even a chicken. Still with the memory of what he used to have.

This was his life now.

It had been a week since the rescue from Chloe and Victoria. Chloe was sitting with Victoria while Diego slept in a bed, the first time since Victoria was shot. Lucifer was playing a soft song on his piano.

Suddenly Victoria's eyes fluttered open, looking around in confusion.

"Where am I?" Victoria asked to no one in particular.

"Hey, Victoria. I am glad you are awake. You are in Lucifer's penthouse in the year 2019." Chloe said softly.

Victoria looked aside to see the young blonde woman sitting next to her.

"It's over?" Victoria asked carefully, not wanting to hope too much.

Chloe took a seat next to her on the bed, "Yes, it's over. Diego, Lucifer and his brother Amenadiel saved us remember."

"Diego? Where is Diego? Is he alright?" Victoria started to panic not seeing her precious love sitting next to her like last time.

"Don't panic, Victoria. Diego is alright. I forced him to go to sleep in a bed a few hours ago. He hasn't left your side. Lucifer has been doing paperwork for Lux. He will be up soon. Take a rest I will go and get Diego for you, he wouldn't forgive me if I don't tell him now that you are awake." Chloe chuckled.

Victoria chuckled too, "It will be taking some time for me to get to know the real Diego. The mix between the studious Diego he pretends to be and the masked legend."

"I'll bet, I've been where you are. The only difference I didn't have good stories about Lucifer. It was interesting to know that he was still the old Lucifer but with extra abilities. I think it's best to see it that way. He just didn't know he had those abilities." Chloe smiled.

Victoria sighed," I know but I love the man and not the mask. I just don't know how I can love him in public without getting his life in danger. You saw how much he is worth dead or alive. How is it to live with someone people hate so much?"

Chloe who was about to walk away took her seat back on the bed and sighed deeply, "You see, in this time people don't believe him so easily, although he doesn't make a secret of him being the devil. People think he is just a delusional club owner. The people who receive proof of the fact that he speaks the truth, well let's just say they don't handle it very well. I saw the toughest man break out in tears being scared for their lives, but in this Los Angeles there are so many weird people, that nobody believes their stories."

"You don't have any difficulties?" Victoria asked curiously

"I much say it was a long road to accepting that my best friends were the devil and a demon. I even almost send him back to Hell, never to return. I was scared but slowly I managed to see that it made no difference, that he was like I knew him. That I was falling for the ruler of Hell, but that's a time I rather forget." Chloe said with a said tone.

They never notice the fact that Diego was already up, "Welcome back, mi preciosa. Please don't scare me a third time."

Chloe smiled, "I am going to see what my devil is doing. Please don't do too much. She needs her rest."

Diego nodded. This was strange being left alone with a woman without even a comment of stay proper.

He took her hand, "Hi, I am so glad you are awake." bringing her hand to his lips.

"Why did you do it again? You could have lost your life again. If it wasn't for Lucifer healing you…" Diego couldn't continue that sentence.

"I would do it again if it would save yours, Diego. Even more, now that I know who I am saving. We need to come up with a plan so that we can finally get married and start a life of our own." Victoria smiled tiredly.

"We will, now please take some rest, my love. Maybe our new friends can help us with it." Diego smiled before kneeling beside her bed and kissing her on her beautiful lips.

"I love you so much, Victoria," Diego said softly.

"I love you too, Diego. The man, not the legend." Victoria smiled before closing her eyes. She was still tired.

Diego kept caressing her forehead while holding her hand in his other hand until she was fast asleep again.

TBC