Hector walked toward office in his own law firm. For his granpa sake he was a thousands year old creature, he has been in schools a lot of times and to many degrees. e frowned over the rim of his paper coffee cup when he stepped from the hallway into his outer office to find secretary's desk unmanned, but he didn't have much time to question it before he heard laughter coming through the crack in his office door. Ella's laughter combined with another all too familiar laugh. This wasn't good.
"Glad that the two of you are making yourselves comfortable." He said when he stepped inside, finding Ella and Aria on his couch. Aria held one of his white ceramic coffee mugs in her manicured hands and Ella was down to the end of what looked to be an Italian sub.
"Hey, Hector. We brought you lunch." Ella beamed at him, picking up a wrapped sandwich off of the coffee table and holding it out to him.
We? Hector had known that brunch the other day had been a bad idea, but Ella had wanted to meet some of his friends and, well, Aria was pretty much it. At least as far as real friends went. He'd hesitated, only because Aria knew too much about him, embarrassing things, things that he'd prefer Ella not know, at least not yet. But Ella had been persistent and Hector was weak when it came to Ella.
Of course they'd already known each other, they'd hit it off, thick as thieves before their mimosas had even arrived. Ella milked Aria for details of a young Hector and his twins sister had been more than happy to give them.
And now apparently they were getting lunch together. Great.
"Thanks..." He took the sandwich from Ella with his free hand, still eyeing them warily. Most people would be happy if two of the most important people in their life were getting along, but it just seemed like trouble. "I didn't realize the two of you were spending time together."
"Why, does it bother you?" Aria asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Have you seen Carmen?" He asked instead, ignoring Aria 's question. He wanted to ask her that moving forward no one be allowed to wait in his office, even if it was his girlfriend and his best friend/twins sister, especially if it was his girlfriend and his best friend.
"Oh, we told her to go get some lunch." Aria sat her mug down. "You practically keep her chained to her desk, poor thing."
There was that we word again. "No, I don't." He was annoyed at how petulant it sounded.
"Uh, you kind of do, Hector" Ella said, crumpling up her sandwich wrapper and tossing it in a nearby trash can.
Aria raised a hand toward Hector in a "See?" gesture.
"Carmen is free to take as many breaks as she chooses." Hector walked around behind his desk, dropping the sandwich to its surface. He drained his coffee cup, wishing it held something stronger. "And I'd bet my next Celestino's tab that you can't tell me the last time your admin took a vacation."
Aroa waved that away. "We're not talking about me."
Hector smirked, but his sense of triumph didn't last long.
"Anyway," Aria stood, walking over to the coffee pot to refill her mug. "I invited Cinderella to get together because-"
Cinderella? What the hell? "She hates being called that." Again, the childishness of his tone grated on his own nerves.
"Oh, well, I told her it was okay." Ela said amiably. Hector glared at her, but Ella didn't seem to notice.
"Because," Aria continued, ignoring the exchange. "A collage is hiring a new batch of forensic scientist and I can get her a slot."
"What?" He looked at Ella for confirmation and felt his stomach drop when she nodded. His beautiful, kind, fighter for all that was good Ella, a a boring teacher? "No."
"It's a really great opportunity, Hector." Ella casually took a swig from a water bottle like they weren't discussing the possibility of her giving up everything that she'd previously stood for.
Hector shook his head. "You can't be serious."
"Why? She's got a great scientist mind and it's being wasted." Aria jumped back in.
"How do you know that? You've gathered that from one brunch and whatever this," he gestured between them, "is? You couldn't possibly."
"Hey!" Ella objected.
"Of course you're a brilliant scientist." Hectoe assured her. "But she doesn't know that."
"Of course I do." Aria leaned back against the table that was in the middle of the room. "I read her resume and everyone talk about her with the best words and father says Ella is very good at her job"
"No, she didn-" Hector stopped himself. That wasn't the issue right now. He turned back to Ella. "You're really going to become a teacher? You want to leave your lap for a desk. You like weirds things and solve murders"
Ella shrugged." It would be good money. I could save a lot, for our wedding."
"Oh, it's better than good money. It's great money." Aria added.
"That doesn't matter!" A fist hit the top of his desk. "No amount of money is worth going over to the dark side. I learned that the hard way. And another thing, no who has ever-"
"How'd I do?" Aria interrupted, looking at Ella.
"What?" Hector stopped his diatribe, confused.
Ella picked her phone up off of the coffee table, pausing the timer. "Nine minutes and forty-three seconds."
"Told ya!" She gave Ella a fist bump, something Hector had literally never seen her do in the nearly thousands years he'd known her.
"What's happening?" Hector asked, bewildered.
"I bet Ella," she rolled her eyes, "that I could make that vein in your neck pop out in less than ten minutes."
"And she gets bonus points because your face turned that purple-y color." Ella laughed. "I really thought you had him with the whole 'there's no way you came up with something that good' line."
"Me too. But I guess I'm losing my touch."
"So this is all bullshit?" Just because they were trying to get him riled up, didn't mean that the job offer wasn't real.
"Yep. And you always question my acting abilities." Ella grinned, dimples in their full glory. "I told ya I'm great actor"
"Fuck you both." He glared at them, dropping into his chair.
"Ah, Hector, don't be mad." Ella walked over, placing his palms on Hector's desk. "It was just a little fun."
"Flash those eyes and dimples all you want. It's not going to work." He made a show of opening a file and beginning to read its contents boyt the new paintings.
"It's really like that?" Ella asked and Hector ignored her.
"Ah, he'll get over it. This is nothing. He quit talking to me for a month after I-"
"I swear to my father, if the two of you don't get out of my office this second I'm going to call security." Hector still didn't look up from his file, but his tone told them he meant it.
"Drive me back to the office and I'll tell you all about it." Aria promised Neal.
"Sure, just give me a sec?"
Aria nodded, understanding, and walked out of the office to chat with Carmen, who had returned.
When the door closed behind her, Ella walked around the desk, turning Hectoe's chair to face him and putting his hands on the armrests. "Are you really mad at me?"
"Yes." Hector said grumpily, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Really?" Ella nuzzled his neck, placing a few kisses on his jaw. "Are you sure?" She nipped at his earlobe.
"Yes." He said again, but with less conviction this time.
"Well, if there's no changing your mind..." Ella sighed, moving his hands from the arms of the chair to run them up Hector's thighs.
"Nope." Hector said, even as his breath hitched.
"Guess I won't try then." Ella dipped her head again, this time capturing Hector's mouth, teasing with her tongue until Hector parted her lips, allowing him entry. Hector could feel the victory smirk against his lips.
"Okay, okay." She pushed her gently. "You've proven your point. Now go drive your BFF back to work."
Ella laughed, placing another quick peck on her lips before standing upright. "Please don't ever say BFF again. It sounds so weird coming from you."
"Why do I put up with you again?"
"Because you love me?" Ella grinned. And God help him it was true.
"Maybe." Hector swatted at his backside. "Now, get out."
"Fine." Ella made her way to the door, but Hectors voice stopped her.
"And, Ella?"
"Yeah?" He spun around.
"Please remind my dear twin Aria that I still have photos from Halloween of '93 and I will bring them out if necessary."
Ella laughed, tossing him a wink before going through the door. "Hey Aria, you gotta tell me about Halloween of '93!"
Hector smiled smugly as the door closed behind Ella. Aria should know by now not to mess with him, he'd always win.
Kali was hesitant , but the next day, she found herself standing on the other side of Linda Martin's door, which her knuckles reluctantly landed onto. She tried her very best to put on a smug face, and it turned out to be rather easy when the therapist swung the door open and her eyes widened at the stunning sight waiting in the hallway, giving the queen's confidence a lovely little boost. For a second, the blonde was devoid of words and merely stared at Kali with her mouth open and her mind clearly trying to comprehend the beauty presented in front of her, which only widened Kali's smirk.
Finally a normal reaction", she sighed, "may I come in and... talk?", disgust lacing her tone as the demon gulped and looked at Linda in discomfort. The thought of talking about feelings, or even acknowledging she had any, was downright repulsive, but she needed to get rid of the emotions she was starting to grow in her deserted heart. Clearly, arriving on Earth was effecting her in a way that she already despised, as she didn't wish to be more human, but it had begun to happen, apparently. She needed to focus on her vengeance again, and shrug off these weaknesses that had found a home in her like a toxic disease that needed to be removed of her system immediately.
When Linda eventually moved aside to let the woman in, that was just what Kali did. "You're lucky I have no one coming in for a while. What's your name? And what's troubling you — as something clearly is", the therapist wondered as she shut the door and found a seat on the chair she was clearly used to spending time in, and in return, Kali ended up sinking down onto the couch opposite her.
"You can call me Kali", the queen pursed her lips together into a stunning smile, not bothering to lie in the belief that the minute Dr. Martin would mention a gorgeous, strange woman to Amenadiel, the man would rush to worry about his therapist and insist on her staying away from his Shedevil wife. She suspected that the professional relationship blooming between the two wouldn't get to last long, as Lucifer would no doubt burn it to the ground once he'd hear about their session. "I, uh, I've recently come to gain some... unwanted emotions. I'm used to taking what I want, doing what I want, saying what I want — I'm a simple woman like that, but I think that this city is doing something to me", she thought about it, and nodding, Linda kept a close eye on the woman's slow, hesitant moves as she wondered about the change within herself
"And did you move here recently? From where?", the doctor asked, and breaking into an irresistible smile, Kali looked up at her.
Why, Hell, of course. I am the Shedevil, after all", she explained, and at this, Linda's gaze gained a whole new shade to it, one that Kali could not read — out of the two of them, Lucifer had always been better at interpreting people and their thoughts and desires. "So I am used to being... evil, I suppose. I'm an evil queen. Yet I can't help but feel these strange things inside me", the demon stared at Linda with a confused look, expecting the therapist to have some kind of magic that she could cure Genevieve with, but instead of whipping out a wand or speaking in languages, she simply proceeded to question more.
You remind me of one of my patients. Tell me, Kali, when do these strange things appear?", Linda shook her head, the blonde curls bouncing on her shoulders as she sighed. Kal had no doubt that she was referring to the queen's husband, but instead of mentioning that, she focused on Dr. Martin's question and thought about the answer.
Kali was lost for a moment. But she was quite the smart woman, so she quickly located the right situations in her mind — however, there was much she didn't understand, and that included feelings. Therefore, she could not figure out the reason behind them on her own. "I think these pesky emotions strike the hardest whenever I'm with my husband", the woman thought out loud, earning a stare from Linda, which looked like she was saying Wow, I wonder why, just with her eyes. "And last night, someone threatened to kill me. I didn't like that feeling", she continued, and the interest in Linda's eyes became replaced with shock and worry.
"Someone - what?"
" Whan I got married to Lucifer, a weapon was created by his btothers as well. The only weapon that can actually do me any harm. A back-up plan, of sorts, if I ever needed to be controlled or stopped for good. It was a special dagger, for sure, which was why Mazikeen was made the guardian of it. She was supposed to protect it and make sure no one would get it, unless it was to put me down. But when I turned into, well, me, I made it my mission to steal it. Obviously, I succeeded — if I didn't, I suppose I wouldn't be here today", she explained, before taking the glass on the counter and sipping on the drink. "Are you still following, doctor?", the queen then wondered, and when Linda slowly nodded to confirm she was more or less making sense of it all, Kali decided to proceed.
"And, well, you see, I obviously couldn't allow anyone to take the dagger from me. I was the evil Queen of Hell, after all — or still am, and I'm rather positive that if someone were to get their dirty paws on the weapon, they wouldn't hesitate to smite me. Therefore, I hid it. But when I recently visited Hell , it wasn't there. Someone stole the bloody thing. It's gone. No— even worse, it's here. On Earth. I can feel it", she ranted, each word dripping with more panic.
With wide eyes, Linda merely stared at Kali. Clearly, she was struggling to process all that, but she was trying, at the very least. "What do you mean you can feel it? I mean, I don't doubt you, and I'm not even going to try and pretend I understand Hell and everything that goes on there, but...", the blonde eventually questioned, her eyebrows knitting together as she leaned against the counter and eyed the Kali. Linda could see it in her eyes — she was scared. Kali, the Shedevil, the great witch Queen, the fearless demon, was terrified, and that worried Linda, too.
Earlier, when I so rudely put a pause on our phone call, that was me, suffering the dagger's effects. Someone in Los Angeles has it, rest assured, and they are coming for me. Whenever it's near me, I can feel it in my bones and soul. Trust me, Linda, it is here, and I don't know if I'd rather find out who possesses it or run for my suddenly mortal life", Kali whispered, the stare in her eyes growing more and more worried by the second. The threat was real, and the fear Kali was so unfamiliar with came flooding in, poisoning her heart and terrorizing her mind. She was forced to feel it, and it was making her hands shake and her heart race. She didn't want to die, but every breath she took could be her last.
"Wouldn't you just go back to Hell?", Dr. Martin wondered, and much to her disappointment, Kali shook her head and sighed quietly.
As her eyes looked down at the counter, Kali shrugged carefully — frankly, she didn't know what her fate would be if the dagger would be used on her, and she truly didn't want to. "I don't know what happens, but I do know that I wouldn't go to Hell. What kind of a punishment would it be to be sent back to my home?", the queen replied nervously, and nodding, Linda came to the conclusion it made sense — kind of.
"The real punishment is to be away from my children "
Chloe was running away from her.
It was dark and lonely inside the station except from security.
She he looked around the room. She stopped his breath catching in her chest as she settled on bright cold eyes.
Ice filled her veins, her chest felt tight, she was frozen to the spot, and she was terrified. The room was so dark it felt like it was suffocating her, as if the darkness was something rather than just shadows. The though made Chloe sit up abruptly keeping eye contact with It, besides the glimmering coldish-yellow eyes she noticed the pearly white teeth that shine brightly, just slightly sharp and intimidating.
She pulled her gun out but the bullets seemingly had no effect on her. Based on the holes in her shirt, they were going where she wanted them to go, but she couldn't draw blood.
"That's very cute, but those petty things don't hurt a celestial being. " She smiled cynically.
The detective froze. It wasn't possible that she was telling the truth, right? There was no way that what she was saying was true; God didn't exist, did he? But the bullets weren't hurting her, and she could see them right in front of her eyes.
Was it possible that this was an actual celestial being? The devil and witch..Chloe swallowed. It was all true. Her partner was the Devil. He had been telling the truth the entire time.
She knew one thing. Lucifer was Lucifer, and nothing would change that. He was her partner, and it is her job to protect him just as it is Maze's. She would do this.
A large security guard came up on Kali from behind, but she lifted him up with one powerful arm and threw him forcefully into the wall. It cracked under the strain.
That meant she was strong. Supernaturally strong...just like Lucifer was. The puzzle was coming together.
Then, something impossible happened. Something even more impossible than angels, demons, and the divine. Kali wasn't weakened in the slightest. She fought off all the men before launching her foot into a guy's face in a complicated kick.
She was wearing heels. The heel gouged straight into the man's eye, perhaps all the way to his brain. All Chloe knew is that she was firing shots, medics were surrounding the man, and both blood and viscous fluid was pouring from the new hole in his face.
"You know why I am here?"Kali phrased and sauntered closer.
Without a thought she turns to face Chloe and moves in a blur of motion so she is standing directly in front of her and in her personal space. Chloe unconsciously takes a step back. In a move way to calm for Chloe's taste she watches her like the predator she is and her eyes are slightly darker then his usual brilliant blue, Kali body held just a bit stiffer than what is normal for her.
Kali vocal inflection tightly controlled as she tilts her head slightly to the left and then she speaks, "I am here to kill you."
She continues to stare at Chloe then she takes a half step towards her Kali eyes slightly narrowing as she continues to speak"I will kill you because I refuse to loose my children for a pity human"
Chloe's eyes go wide as her mouth opens and no sound comes out, for the first time in a long time Kali has rendered her speechless.
"You're a murderer." Chloe spat looking at the bodies.
The witch shook her head. "Angels aren't allowed to kill humans. But I am not an angel"
Kali was intrigued , yet disgusted by humans, but the idea of only one being so utterly special made the queen curious, especially when it came to Chloe Decker — the detective was quite good at her job, or so it seemed, and she was loved by many. Detective Douche was clearly fond of the woman, and the same seemed to go for Lucifer — the latter didn't delight Kali in any way, though. If anything, it made the queen jealous and fueled by wrath, which made her wants to torture the human woman
Gathering her energy, Kali started chanting.
ridicați vălul
ștergeți calea
Îndepărtează ceața
Îndepărtează ceața
ridicați vălul
ștergeți calea
The wind picked up angrily, shards of angry voices hissing at her as she let her magic flow free.
ridicați vălul
ștergeți calea
Îndepărtează ceața
Îndepărtează ceața
ridicați vălul
ștergeți calea
The shards were full blown whispers now, gaining in intensity. The wind had her hair flying wildly and the trees creaked ominously overhead. Kali was pissed off – she was self conscious about her appearance enough as it was.
RIDICAȚI VĂLUL!
ȘTERGEȚI CALEA!
ÎNDEPĂRTEAZĂ CEAȚA!
ÎNDEPĂRTEAZĂ CEAȚA!
RIDICAȚI VĂLUL!
ȘTERGEȚI CALEA!
Complete silence filled the clearing – the wind disappearing as abruptly as it came.
Chloe opened her eyes and saw Her.
Kali's skin and hair were gone, leaving behind the worst third degree burns she had ever seen. It was all muscle, tendon, tiny bits of bone. Her neck and hands were the same kind of burnt.
"Bye bye"
"Hey sweetheart did it hurt when you fell from heaven ?" He asks. Aria smirks and looks in disbelief at the cheesy pick up line.
" She couldn't tell you as she dug her way up from hell " Oliver says walking to Aria.
" You are?" The boy asks.
" Oliver Queen the boyfriend" he says. Aria takes his arm and they leave the boy there.
" I didn't know people still used those pick up lines " Aria says.
" Well he is lucky I didn't rip out his heart right then "Oliver says pulling out her chair.
" I'm lucky to have such a protective boyfriend " Aria says.
"Dance with me." She said, wrapping a hand around Kali's and pulling her up. She groaned and rolled his eyes as he complied, secretly glad he could wrap his arms around Kali, holding her close, his heart still beating wildly in his chest as Kali wrapped her arms around Oliver's shoulders. The swayed softly in time with the music and Kali closed her eyes savoring every place Oliver's body met her own, basking in the warmth of the love she felt for the man she held in her arms.
Oliver's heart pounded as he leaned back from Aria's waist, meeting her eyes.
"Your heart is going so fast." Aria whispered, her hand against Oliver's chest. "Is there something wrong?"
Oliver felt a thrill in his chest as Aria looked at him. Somehow this creature had come into his life and agreed to become his. Somehow, over their year and a half relationship Aria had made Oliver his own.
"I love you, Aria." Oliver said, his voice gravelly. He cleared it and continued. "When I first laid eyes on you and talked to you, I couldn't imagine loving anything as much as I love you. But I know for a fact, right here, right now, I won't ever again."
"What is all this, Oliver?" Aria asked as Oliver pulled away from her and reached into his jacket pocket for something.
Oliver took a deep breath and slowly lowered himself to one knee in front of Aria. Oliver watched Aria`s blue eyes grow wider than he'd ever seen them before as he opened a velvet box open for Aria a gleaming platinum band resting in the center of the blue silk.
"I want you to be mine forever. I want to be yours forever." Oliver stated in a steady voice. "Will you marry me?"
Aria gasped tears falling from her eyes. "Yes yes yes, a thousand times yes." Aris said wrapping her arms around Oliver's neck. "I love you so much."
He laughed and pulled the ring out of the box before sliding it onto Ariaa's shaking finger. He waited no time before he kissed him, a hand gripping his hip, the other holding him close. Aria hooked both his arms around Oliver's neck, kissing him like he was air. They stayed like that for several minutes, the bitter taste of salt from tears mixing with the sweet taste of each other's mouths.
All the while, unbeknownst to Aria, tbe angels btothers of Lucifer were fighting.
"Greetings." He gave a small salute to his three siblings across from him.
"Get out of our way." Haziel growled at him, gripping a blade strongly.
Azazel, his name was, shrugged. "Sorry, no can do. A little birdie tells me that you're here to kill someone I like."
"What could you possibly appreciate about the Evil One himself?" Puriel narrowed his eyes.
"Just say his name, damn it! He's not Voldemort, and you guys don't have to be so hush-hush about Lucifer." He rolled his eyes.
Remiel shook his head. "We will not grace him with that gift. That name is not the one our Father selected for him; therefore, we cannot call him that."
"Then, call him Samael! He's not awake right now, so he won't smite you for that." He winked.
"He has lost the right to be called that name." Haziel corrected. "He fell, so he is nameless. Just as you fell, so you are nameless."
Azazel rolled his eyes. "Fucking hell, you guys are lame. What are you going to call me?"
"Sympathizer." Puriel responded automatically.
The fallen angel snorted. "Really? You all are going to call me that? Come on, just give me something interesting! I want something dramatic, something that will scare the children. Something that they can chant in circles and look all creepy, so they will remember the power and the might of me!" Azazel laughed dramatically.
The three angels blinked at him in confusion.
"You seem quite excited about abandoning our Father." Remiel noticed.
"Well, yeah, I guess so; you guys did abandon me and Luci for freaking eons, you know. He can get so fucking annoying." He sighed sorrowfully.
"I want a name that people will shudder when they say it, one that leaves eerie silences afterwards. I want something that will strike fear into their hearts and make them cry for the Lord to save their sorry little souls. Got it? You guys could really do better in the nickname department." Azazel looked frustrated.
Remiel and Puriel glanced at one another.
"We can discuss this further once the Serpent is destroyed." Puriel decided.
"See? How many names can one fallen angel get? Lucifer's got the Serpent and the Evil One and the Beast and the Lord of Hell and the Devil and the Light Bringer and the Punisher and the Morning Star and the Adversary and the Prince of Darkness, though I have know idea why you all gave him both light and darkness, you really need to work on your consistency, and Satan and the Common Enemy and the Archfiend and the Dybbuk and-" Azazel was interrupted.
Haziel was getting annoyed at her brother. "Yes, we know that the Adversary has many nicknames, and you have few."
"I mean, his nicknames must be compensating for something. Not to brag, but Lucifer is-"
"We will not be discussing such sinful, inappropriate subjects whilst the three of us have an actual job to do." Puriel glared at him.
Azazel scoffed. "What? Did Father actually tell you to kill Lucifer word-for-word? What did He say?"
"We are not required to give you that information." Haziel retorted.
"So he didn't tell you to kill Lucifer! Interesting. Going rogue, are we? Well, that could be a ticket straight down to the Pit if you aren't careful there, sweetheart." The fallen angel laughed at them.
Remiel cocked his head to the side. "We were given direct instructions to end the Prince of Darkness."
"Oh, yeah? And who gave them to you? Not our Father obviously." Azazel crossed his arms and smirked. "You might want to do some fact-checking before you start taking out your own family."
Haziel had a new fire in her eyes. "Satan is in no way a part of our family. He was disowned, cast out, punished in a way only he could deserve. We are nothing like him, and we will never be."
"That doesn't make him any less of your brother." He leaned closer.
"In fact, it does. He does not reside in the Silver City anymore, and all that are related to us want him dead." She paused for a second. "Although, he does want himself dead as well."
Azazel swallowed difficultly. "Yes, I know; he does have an actual problem going on right now. So if you would please stop getting in help's way, that would be greatly appreciated. Thank you!" He waved bye, but they didn't move. "Well, that's rude. Please wait your turn."
Remiel snarled. "We have already expressed the desire to end him, so why don't you let us do it? It would only benefit you. You would become the Lord of Hell, and you would get all the silly nicknames you desire. People would scream whenever they see you. That's what you want, right?"
"But I would lose the only brother I've ever understood in my entire life. Besides, without him, there will be no desire." Azazel was solemn.
"We must kill Kali Morningstar-Pendragon"
"We have a problem!"