A giant wolf stood amongst the buildings, fur as black as night, long sharp fangs and huge paws it stood at 15ft, the most noticeable crimson eyes set in its terrifying long face…Fenrir. Just the sight of it could shatter the will of any man.
As the people's eyes reached this horrific beast in shock they let out panicked screams, this only served to attract the beasts attention. It eyed the humans scrambling around knocking each other over Fenrir noticed that some parents abandoned their child to be easy prey for this demon.
'Damn mortals. No honour!' I curse under my breath as I spread my wings and dive to save a child from the jaws of Fenrir. Unfortunately I was to late as it snatched her up, fangs easily piercing the child's flesh, tearing into her lower abdomen.
I am use to such brutality from fierce beasts such as these. As I manage to correct my path and face the beast from the top of a road sign I see all that is left of the girl is the severed head as it plummets to the sidewalk. The impact left the head nothing more than a lumpy crimson mess. My eyes follow to the floor as the remains fall, the wolf licks the remaining blood of its chin.
"You will die beast!!" I roar as my sword is drawn and charge the beast… that's the last thing I remember.
Lucifer lay on a bed unconscious, he has been out of it for a week.
His short dark hair matted with blood and his body a wreck from that fight, bandages wrapped around various parts of his body.
All of the his clothing needed to be removed so his wounds could be tended to.
After another hour of being watched over he finally stirred.
"Where am I?" His voice horse and groggy from lack of use.
"My house, you were hurt badly during your fight.What's your name?" the voice asked riddled with concern.
"Lucifer, who are you?" His eyes where straining to see the figure that had cared for him.
"Lucifer as in the devil Lucifer?" The man was clearly avoiding giving Lucifer his name but he was too exhausted to push.
"I'm not the devil why do people always ask that!" Anger set in his tone, he tried to glare at the figure but found his lack energy didn't allow him to.
The figure got up from what Lucifer assumes is a chair and make their way over to him. A hand covers his forehead and stays for a few seconds before retreating.
"You're fever is down you will be fine, my name is Piers, you are recovering fast considering what happened"
"SHIT!! Fenrir what happened to it?" He bolted up causing his body to convulse and as quick as he had gotten up Piers had a bucket under his face. Lucifer proceeded to vomit profusely
"Don't worry it's dealt with, just rest your going to open your wounds if you carry on, your not ready for being mobile yet." His hand rubbing down Lucifers back, careful not to knock his broken wings.
"What are you if not the devil? Humans don't have wings last I checked"
"I'm an ancient." Lucifer murmured as if that answers everything.
"Sorry… Lucifer was it?" He nods in confirmation. "I'm gonna need more than that"
The ancient pulls his hand up to his face wiping all grime and sweat from his face. "We are what you would call Angels. Well we are where that belief came from, your Devil was inspired by me but has been misconstrued" he gives out a long sigh and looks at the person taking in everything in the small room now his vision is returning.
The man looks maybe mid twenties short light brown hair with a flick spiked at the front, nicely shaped cheekbones, full lips and clear blue eyes. He looks tired and beaten up himself.
"So your saying the bible is true to a point?" His well groomed features shift into a look of confusion.
"Yes and no, the events are close and some are spot on except the parts about me. We are not from heaven and there is no hell except that of your own making. When I was exiled by my father he influenced the religion of Christianity to portray me as a terrible deity, which in turn effected all other modern day religions." Piers had repositioned so he could pay attention.
"Why were you banished?" He asked because who wouldn't.
"I didn't want to kill mortals anymore. My father has taken it upon himself to become population control and I don't agree with it" Lucifer places the bucket beside his bed and looks towards Piers again. "I don't want to talk about it anymore. How did they kill Fenrir?"
"We tried everything; Tanks, UAV's armour piercing rounds nothing seemed to work we lost a lot of men and civilians. Then I found you and noticed your sword and since I was desperate to try anything so I used it." He looked down eyes laced with loss. "2 of my men died distracting it while I ran the sword through its skull"
"You humans always manage to surprise me. You succeeded where I failed and I thank you, I am sorry about your men." The only thought to enter his mind was he hoped it was quicker than the girls. He can still remember the screams until they became nothing more than choked gargles as her life left her body.
The young man stood and pushed Lucifer back to a lying down position. "You need to rest once your better you are free to go" he turned and left the room giving him no chance to respond.
The room was well maintained but small whitewash walls and oak flooring with only a simple dresser and wardrobe on the wall opposite his bed, a window just big enough to let enough light in. Covered with basic blue roll down blinds. He was glad for the comfort and slowly he began to slip into his subconscious.
Piers maintained a watchful eye over Lucifer. His body not far from full recovery, he sat and thought on what he had been told up until a week ago religion was always up for debate, but now this man has upturned his life with all he revealed.
'Could he be lying' Piers wondered. He takes out a small pocket bible.
'Fenrir, that's what he called it' he flipped through looking for any reference to the beast but found none. Frustrated he throws the book down and runs his hand through his short hair. He decides to question him when he awakens.
After a few more hours Lucifer regains consciousnesses his vibrant green eyes scan the room until they land on Piers slouched in his chair head buried in his hands. He looks distraught.
"What's wrong?" Lucifer asks as he swings his legs round and off the bed.
Piers looks up and instantly is on his feet dashing over to help him steady himself.
"Nothing I'm fine, how are you feeling?" A look in his eyes indicating worry.
"I'm fine but the same cannot be said for you, allow me" he stands and as he begins to check the young man over for cuts and bruises he is met with resistance until Lucifer gives him a stern look. Most of the injuries have healed into scars, after closer inspection a lot of the scars are not from the run in with Fenrir. He traces his finger along a particularly prominent one along his lower abdomen just beneath his belly button. "How did you get this one?"
"That's a few years old during a mission in Edonia. A B.O.W injured me." There was clearly more to this story he wasn't telling, he could sense guilt and regret from the young man.
"I assume you're a soldier then?" Lucifer asked to change the subject but not completely.
"Almost. I work for an organisation called the BSAA. It's a private organisation dedicated to the eradication of Bio-Terrorism. We have branches all over the world since we don't just protect one country." Piers clearly has a sense of pride when it comes to this.
"And what is your role in the BSAA?" Lucifer's curiosity now peaked.
"I am the lieutenant and sniper for Alpha team." Then it dawns on him, he knows who Piers is.
"Wait a minute your Lieutenant Piers Nivans the youngest Legend who saved the world in Lanshiang am I right?" He says excitedly.
"I don't know about Legend, my Captain is a Legend he has saved the world more times than I have" Piers shrugs.
"I have met him before when I was dealing with an incident off the coast of Madagascar he was there we actually worked together to bring down a monster there, but yes you are a legend you sacrificed yourself for the safety of mankind, not many even your captain would do that. They cured your infection I heard" he was proud to have met the man who actually restored his faith in humanity.
"He never mentioned you before, but in honesty as close as we are I don't know him that well he never really talks about his past" even Piers is seemingly engrossed in the conversation.
"Don't worry I asked him not to because I don't really like public spotlight but I have no idea why he never mentioned the incident he did most of the work" Lucifer states humbly.
They spend the rest of the day discussing the amazing feats and exploits of the BSAA and alpha team.
Some time later Piers phone starts ringing. He stands and moves across the room. Lucifer can only here one side of the conversation.
"Captain, what do you need?" Lucifer wonders if it is Chris.
"I'm still with the civilian he is doing fine, healing well. A doctor came and checked over him after I patched him up, she said he just needed bed rest so I stayed to make sure he is good." There is barely audible chatter on the other end before piers responds.
"His name is Lucifer, he-" the voice has cut him off.
"Yes he said he knew you as well Captain, would you like to talk to him?" A quick response from the other side and piers hands his phone to Lucifer. "Captain wants to talk to you" this doesn't come as a surprise to him.
"Hey Captain Redfield." A smile forcing itself on his lips.
"'M good thanks, you?" By the sound of his voice he has definitely aged a lot since they last spoke.
"I'm good thanks, been a long time hasn't it" he let out a chuckle a little at the thought.
"Yes it has, did you ever think about my offer we could use someone like you here at the BSAA?" He takes on a hopeful tone as he says it.
"Well the world has gone south now with all that's happening. I'm being forced to come out a lot more" Lucifer hums.
"I will set you up to join alpha with me and Piers unless you would rather be on another team?"
"Okay but won't there be a bit of unease if I join?" Worry begins setting in now.
"You will be an asset and they will appreciate it. I will arrange everything and Piers will bring you to our base when your ready"
"Okay well I will give you back to piers and get ready, see you soon Chris!" With that he hands back his phone gathers up clothes left by Piers for after his recover and throws them on.
The young sniper finished the call and turns to Lucifer.
"Welcome to alpha team you are now officially our CQC specialist" a huge grin appears on his face.
"Thank you it's an honour but I thought I would have to do an entry exam or something?"
"Normally yes but seeing as it would be our Captain doing the exam and since he has worked with you before there is no need besides you now have 2 recommendations both from me and the Captain." Piers reaches beside the dresser and pulls out Lucifer's sword and his anti material rifle.
They both head out the door and across to an empty field surrounded by rundown abandoned building. It looks familiar… oh it's Manhattan.
"Is this because of Fenrir?" He asks sorrow set on his features.
"Unfortunately yes, we were able to evacuate the majority of civilians before it got too many" both glance around seeing the mess buildings covered with spatters of dried blood and windows missing hear and there, trees snapped walls knocked down along with a few of the building. "We are to meet here for extraction ETA is 10 minutes."