Epilogue
The Devil rode silently in the back of the cab. His dark eyes looking out as the city of Angels passed him by. A beautiful urn cradled in his arm. The driver was mumbling about something. But he wasn't listening.
His eyes lit up when Lux came in to view. He was overjoyed to be home. The last two weeks had been trying. He paid the driver and exited the cab. The driver unloaded his luggage. One of his bouncers stepped forward to take the luggage up his flat.
He silently walked past the throng of people waiting outside the club. He walked inside and past all the ladies vying for his attention. Mazikeen ran up to him. "Lucifer. I am so glad you are home."
He just sadly smiled at her. He touched the button to the elevator. Silently he waited for it to reach the floor. Women came up to him Trying to get his attention. He just stood staring at the doors. Finally, it dinged and he walked into the waiting elevator.
Upon reaching his flat he slowly walked out of the elevator. He set the beautiful urn on the piano in the middle of the room. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a drink. Walked back to the piano and sat down. Placing his hands on the piano he began to play a sad melody. The music filled the flat.
He sat for hours playing. The same song over and over. Every so often his eyes would look at the urn.
Mazikeen stood silently behind him. He refused to speak to her. She wanted to comfort him in his grief but he pushed her away. He just sat there playing the same song for hours. She offered him food and drinks. Brought him beautiful ladies. But he just kept playing.
He got up to pour another drink. As it was falling from the bottle time slowed down. He scoffed. Not bothering to look at the angel. "Come to gloat, Amenadiel." He brushed past his brother and sat at the piano again. His eyes fixed on the urn containing the ashes of his son. "Lucifer can't control of his kids."
"You know that's not why I am here."
"You knew about him." Lucifer's voice was cold. It was angry. "You knew about him and couldn't tell me." He got up and glared at his brother.
"I'm surprised you didn't know." His brother offered. "Look I came here to offer my condolences."
"Oh how nice of you." Lucifer said sarcastically. "Just go away. Leave me in my grief."
His brother sighed heavily. "You know why Father forbade the mixing of angels and humans. You know what happens."
"Leave me to my grief." He glared at his brother. "Please."
The angel's wings appeared and he flapped once. Lucifer watched for a moment. He then sighed sadly and returned to the piano. Soon he was playing the same sad song.
Author's Note: Thus concludes this story. I hoped you all enjoyed it. I know it fell into the realm of crazy at times. I am sorry for the ending. There will be more. I want ot explore more of the offspring of Angels. I have been reading about Nephilim. I know there are a couple other fics about the subject. I hope to offer my own spin. Tell me what you think. Be honest. I can take the bad.