Hi guys! Sorry this has took me forever to upload but I've had massive writers block. Plus I'm writing 2 other fanfics which you should totally check out. This chapter is short compared to the previous one but that is only because my next chapters are going to be super long. Enjoy...
I've made up my mind. You see, I spent hours retracing all of my memories back to the reason that I turned against God in the first place. And would you believe it was our dear old Daniel Grigori? Well...it was. If it wasn't for Daniel, I would still be happy loving Luce and every angel would still be in Heaven today. Or so that's what I'm telling myself - whether it's true or not. I had to get my revenge or I wouldn't cope. I'd slowly go insaner than I already am and I can't do that. But what plan? Hmm...that gave me an idea.
"Cambriel!" I shouted. Within a matter of seconds, Cam Briel - as he called himself these days - materialised in front of me.
"Lucifer." He said with a bow of his head.
"Where is that place where they make starshots?" I asked and his face visibly paled.
"Why would you want a starshot?" He replied, trying to keep the fear from his voice, which I appreciated.
"Don't worry - it's not for you." I assured him and he relaxed.
"Why would you think I know?" He asked.
"I'm not stupid, Cam. I know that yesterday, you went to find a tribe that still makes them and I need one. Let's just say I have some...unfinished business...with a certain angel." I relaxed back into my chair and folded my arms, daring him to deny his Master.
"Give me one second Lucifer." He replied and turned away from me. "Hey Ro, come here!" He shouted and Roland materialised in front of Cam.
"What's up?" He asked, eyeing my Throne. God, he must think he's in trouble. Let's intimidate him.
"Come forward Roland." My voice boomed. Roland gulped and took a step forward.
"Yes, Lucifer?" He asked, voice calm as can be.
"I need a starshot. Go find me one." I ordered, loving the power I held over them.
"What makes you think-" he started.
"He knows, Ro." Cam butted in.
"Damn." He muttered. "The old cemetery in New Orleans."
"New Orleans? Huh. Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Roland, Cam, you are dismissed." I said with a wave of my hand.
I could see Cam trying to hold back a snappy reply like mimicking me in a high voice saying 'you are dismissed'. With a small but audible puff, Roland and Cam disappeared without a trace.
I love New Orleans. There are parades here, there and everywhere. The non-stop parties. The ladies. God, the girls there sure know how to have a great time. In fact, I couldn't wait to get a change of scenery for once. I opened up an announcer and whisked myself away to New Orleans.
It was foggy in the cemetery. Mausoleums towered over me and gravestones stood on every corner.
"I'm looking for the one called Sabrina!" I bellowed.
I waited a few seconds but no one answered. Rude much.
"Yes?" A soft and quiet voice finally replied.
I turned around and there stood the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. Even more so than Luce. And that was saying something. She had long, curly, red hair that ended halfway down her back. She was wearing skinny jeans that were ripped, a pale green T-shirt and trainers. Even in these she was by far the best looking female I'd ever seen.
"Are you Sabrina?" I asked, shocked to find my voice had gone so gentle.
"I am she. Who are you?" She replied with a cross of her arms. Soft yet confident. I liked it.
"Lucifer. At your service." I bowed.
"What kind of a name is Lucifer?" She said with a laugh. "It's almost not human."
"It's not." I mumbled. I forgot she was human.
"Do you make starshots?" I asked, remembering my mission.
"What's a starshot? Look dude, I understand you might have had a drink earlier but go home."
She thought I was a mad drunk man?
"I'm confused. I'm looking for the one called Sabrina who makes starshots."
"Then nope. Sorry. I'm a Sabrina. Not the one you're looking for." She walked over to a grave stone and lightly traced around the edges of a cross on the front of it. "It's sad really. And quite depressing. I only come here to see my dead family. I've been an orphan for 13 years now." She said out of the blue.
"But your like what, 16?"
"17. And yeah. I've been on my own since I was 4. It's no big deal." She looked down at her hands and shook her head. "But I have a feeling I know who you're talking about. Follow me." She took off around the corner and I was so stricken by the story that I almost lost her. She twisted in and out of the graveyard like an expert. Like she'd explored them a thousand times before. And maybe she had. We soon came to an empty mausoleum. Well, apart from the old woman, sitting cross legged in the middle of the floor.
"Yo Sabby!" Sabrina called out. "There's someone here by the name Lucifer. He's come to see you."
Sabby opened one eye before closing it again. "Thank you Sabrina. The one who goes by Lucifer may stay."
"As always." Sabrina replied and exited. I kept staring again the door hoping she would come back but she didn't.
"Ah Lucifer," Sabby started, getting up off the floor and dusting herself off, "I've been expecting you..."
"Really?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I know what you are and I know your intentions." She went over to a corner of the room and picked up something off the table that I didn't notice before. "You've come for this." She held up a starshot. "Dangerous things these are especially to one of you."
"Alright, you made your point - you know who I am now let's talk business."
Thanks for all the reviews so far. Here's the next options for a new fanfic I'm going to upload;
a) a one off story of Cam and Gabbe and they get together.
b) Molly realises that she's bisexual and kisses Arriane
c) what Daniel and Shelby really did that night that was a "mistake"