Part One: Dark One

Chapter Two: Lucifer's Daughter

December 25th, 2009

Sweat poured from Lorie's face, falling from her hair and soaking her thin black dress. The only thing separating her from the mattress was a single set of silk white sheets, now stained by blood and amniotic fluid. There were several doctors and nurses in the lavish bedroom, each with thick chains around their necks, wrists, and ankles. They gave her pain medication, but nothing worked; she was eventually left to work through her torment naturally as they attempted instead to comfort her. But it was hard to be calm when you were giving birth to a nephilim while a fallen angel turned demon glowered impatiently at you.

The labor lasted half a day. Lorie was sure the pain would never end, and it only seemed to worsen whenever Vetis abruptly got up and paced around the room, occasionally looking at her in undisguised annoyance (because childbirth isn't bad enough on its own).

When she could think, she thought about Him. Lucifer.

When she had first met him, she had thought he was her savior, and technically, he was. Fire had burned around her, filling her lungs with smoke and burning her family to death. She had gone to the cabin (that was closer to a mansion, really) for a family reunion, knowing it would be terrible. Even if her family didn't hate her, there had been lightning all throughout the state for a week. Hell, there was a hurricane in her town not two weeks ago!

Still, even she did not realize just how terrible.

She sipped at blood red wine as her parents and aunts and uncles talked about nothing at all. Oh, there were some important things that had managed to weasel their way into their tiny little brains. An unexpected hurricane on the east coast, the weird light that people in a small town in Kansas were claiming to have seen. Then they went back to nagging Lorie to find a husband, she wouldn't need a job then, and she would have children to fill her time. Ugh. The mere thought of children made her want to puke.

As she lay sound asleep in bed that night, there lightning split across the sky as thunder shook the earth. The wind carried several sparks over to the house, lighting the family on fire from the outside, quickly consuming the rest of the house.

Lorie slept through the first few minutes as her family awoke and ran around frantically, like chicken with their heads cut off. It was their screams that woke her, and she ran downstairs, but she tripped over one of her cousins and went flying towards the ground. Her ankle was smashed against the stone fireplace that jutted out of the walls. She shrieked with pain as the small bone was easily broken. She cried out in pain and held it to her, unable to do anything as the inferno surrounded her and thick smoke filled her lungs. Her sight grew hazy and she began to fall into unconsciousness.

It was only as she realized that she couldn't possibly get out on her own that he appeared. A man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a plain green shirt. The fire backed away from him, as though repelled by his presence. Luckily, this meant it didn't touch her either. Scared, she asked him, "Who are you?"

He smiled calmly at her. "Your saviour." He seemed to find this funny. "I'm going to help you Lorelei, but only if you do something for me."

Most people would not have thought twice to say yes, but Lorie was suspicious (after all, it's not every day a man appears in your burning home claiming he can save your life). "What do you want?"

"Something very precious that might come in handy one day. But you won't find out what it is if you don't come with me." He reached a hand out towards her. She only hesitated a moment before accepting it.

She was instantly transported to a lavish bedroom with no windows and a set of clothes laid out on the bed. A man with marbled red eyes stood with his hands behind his back, like a soldier. He was wearing thick black clothes with silver symbols embroidered along the cuffs, collar, and hem of his tunic. He had the air of someone who felt it was his right to literally walk on them. He smiled when he saw the blond man and cast an appraising look at Lorie, like a piece of furniture and he was deciding whether or not to keep it.

Lorie sat down on the bed to rest her ankle, which, though no longer broken, was still sore. She asked the blond man, "Who are you?"

He smirked at her. "Lucifer."

Lorie rolled her eyes. "Just tell me."

The man - she refused to think of him as Lucifer - stepped closer, towering over her. He reached one hand up to her face, curving around her cheek, resting the tips of his fingers against her temple.

She felt as though the universe exploded as memories that weren't hers. First there was darkness. Then stars were born and died, planets were formed, life began. Plants, and animals, and love and light, and then -

Hatred. Disgust. Anger. Betrayal. War.

Falling. A cage. Cold.

Thousands of years passed as the glorified apes ruined what was meant to be paradise before Lilith broke the seal. And then he was finally free again.

Lorelei came back to herself with a gasp as Lucifer lowered his hand and leaned back. She breathed heavily, turning from side to side as though searching for something that wasn't there.

"You… You're…"

He nodded.

Lorie finally caught her breath and simply looked at him with eyes wide with fear and fascination. "You said you wanted me to give you something. Something precious. What is it?"

He smiled at how straightforward she was, pleased with her curiosity and her wariness. "In a few months, you are going to give birth to a child, my child."

Lorie's eyes widen and she scrambles backwards, quickly standing up after falling off of the bed. She felt sick, and pressed her hand to her stomach as though anticipating sickness. Lucifer chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't touch you, I don't have to. It's already done. She's on her way now."

Lucifer had visited her a few times during the following months, but stopped when Lorelei refused to speak to him. But Vetis remained, making sure she didn't try to escape. He was a bit of an enigma. He rarely spoke to her, but was almost always around, eyeing her carefully. She was sure he didn't care about her one way or another, but the child was a different matter. He smiled whenever someone brought it up, walking around like a king and humming. Lorie soon learned to do this whenever he seemed like he was about to be in a bad mood.

At first she had thought he was a demon, but he looked down on all the others and only seemed to respect Lucifer. Once she heard Lucifer call him brother, and she realized that he was a fallen angel.

But she only thought about these things to keep her mind off of the child.

She could feel it growing inside of her, faster than a human would have, sending random, burning pains throughout her body. She felt as though she were being stricken every time she looked in the mirror and saw how her stomach had grown. She didn't want a child, although she doubted that she would ever even see it after it was born. Vetis had told her that he was to be its caretaker. She would be released.

The news should have made her ecstatic, but instead, she grew more afraid. Afraid of a child that had any part in the devil's plans. Yes, he had saved her, but she was not naive. She knew that he had done it for his own gain than out of any goodness in him, because all it took was one look at his ice-blue eyes to know that there was no goodness in him. So she knew that this child would be dangerous. A monster.

Finally, the day come when the girl was born. One of the doctors wrapped her in a blanket and began to hand her to Lorelei before Vetis demanded she be given to him. He started to leave the room with her before she called out to him.

"Please - please, can I hold her? Just for a minute?"

Vetis eyed her warily. She was sweaty and weak, breaths heaving from sheer exhaustion. She could barely sit up. He doubted she could do any harm in this state. And Lucifer had said she could have whatever she wanted as long as she didn't try anything…

Reluctantly, he put the girl in Lorelei's arms.

Lorelei looked down at her 'daughter' and nearly screamed at the sight.

The child was not ugly, or even strange-looking really except for the marks. Glowing runes encircled her arms and neck. Her eyes were glowing a soft white. It made her think of the light Lucifer showed her, but softer.

Regardless of her soft this creature was, she could not allow Lucifer to have her. She… it, was dangerous, and always would be. She had to stop it before it could cause any damage. "Forgive me," she whispered gently, placing a kiss on the child's brow before quickly placing a hand over her mouth and pinching her nose shut.

The baby screamed, and Vetis was next to her in an instant, wrenching her away and snapping his fingers.

Lorelei's neck twisted and her spine snapped.

Vetis scowled at the body before sighing and turning to the other people in the room, who stared at him with terror in their expressions. "Well, I think that's enough excitement for one day, don't you all?" They nodded in response to his casual statement. "Good." He shifted so that the child was pressed closer to his chest. He opened the door. Several demons entered the room as he leaved. The door shut behind him as the doctors' screams filled the air.

As he walked down the corridor, he thought of what to call her. He had been going to allow Lorelei to name her, but that definitely wasn't going to happen. And he was her caretaker now, as Lucifer didn't have time to devote to a child born to play a role and nothing more.

He thought for a moment before saying out loud, "Adrienne." He smiled. "Adrienne Lucille Morgenstern." Vetis looked down at the infant. "Do you like that?" He asked her.

Adrienne laughed and smiled in that innocent way that only babies ever did. He grinned at her enthusiasm. "Yes, I like it too."

Vetis didn't know what part Adrienne would have in the apocalypse, only that it was important. So he kept her in a safe house on earth, away from the action where only Lucifer and a few select followers would be able to find them. Dakota was one of them. She kept him updated on the apocalypse. What angels had switched to their side (precious few that were all killed almost immediately), that the Winchesters had supposedly found a way to put Lucifer back in the cage, and that they had definitely released Death. Dean Winchester had nearly said yes to Michael, but their lap dog, Castiel, pulled him back (Vetis felt bile rise in his throat at the thought of his brethren being no better than a dog awaiting a command from an ape). Adrienne liked having Dakota around. She would play with her and make her read books - Dante's Inferno, Julius Caesar, The Satanic Bible (which was overrated if you asked him). The little nephilim would exclaim over Dakota's hair, which she dyed often. The months passed, and by the time Sam Winchester had said yes, Adrienne was the size of a human toddler and was growing into her telekinesis.

Then Lucifer was trapped again, and nothing was right.

Vetis paced Adrienne's playroom, eyes flashing red at the cowering servants, before picking up a table and slamming it against a wall. Adrienne stared at him with wide eyes as her blocks fell from her chubby little hands. He forced himself to calm down and picked her up, carefully rocking and singing a soft lullaby lest she grow upset and cause another earthquake. Slowly, the tension left her little body and she rested her head on his shoulder and her fists on his chest.

As he stood there, Adrienne in his arms, Lucifer sent him a vision. Adrienne was grown in a ceremonial gown with her white marks glowing against her light brown skin, black hair flowing down her back like a waterfall made of obsidian, eyes glowing white as blood poured from them. The blood formed a circle on a grown that light began to spill out of. The ingredients of a spell sat at different points around it. A heart, angel grace, a demon, and -

Oh.

It's clear now. Adrienne is needed, just not how he thought she would be. He had thought that she was needed for the apocalypse itself, to defeat Michael or weaken Heaven. No. She was a backup plan, so that if anything happened, she could bring Lucifer out again, and only she could do it, because only she was his child.

Unfortunately, now was not a good time to be one of Lucifer's followers. Crowley - the second-rate salesman - had taken over Hell as "king". If Vetis went back, he would be hunted, even if he didn't immediately tried to kill the fool. And Adrienne's nephilim nature was like a beacon, calling angels and demons alike to kill her. To protect her, Vetis decided to place her with a human family and mask her true nature. He aged her so that instead of a child, she was an adult who might be able to defend herself if necessary. He wove memories for her "family", making them believe she'd always been there, that she was theirs and that they loved her dearly. She lived with them until she went to college. Vetis followed her everywhere, just out of sight, carefully masking himself so that no one (or rather, nothing) could sense him. She didn't make many friends at school, but she did gain a boyfriend, Adam (which made him laugh and scowl at the same time). Adam was a good christian who was polite and sweet and made good grades and was going to be a doctor and very eager to meet her family.

Vetis hated him on principle, and kept hating him from there.

He waited. Waited until Crowley was too occupied with hell, until Adrienne had already become attached to her life, until she was making plans to go home.

Vetis took aside one of the newer demons and told him about Adrienne - where she was (technically, where her house was), who she was, what she was. He did not tell him how important it was that this information stay secret. He gave the demon a weapon that he had saved from before he fell. It drew angels to him, and they captured the demon, torturing it for information. Out of desperation, it told them about Adrienne. They killed it and set out for her house. When they got there, all they found was an innocent little boy and a loving couple. They killed them mercilessly.

Perhaps it was cruel of him to send them to her family. In such a case, it was lucky that he did not care.

Besides, it was necessary. After all, Adrienne could not be expected to just up and trust a demon. That was insane. But a good man that saved her from the monsters that killed her family… well, who wouldn't trust someone like that.