"Was someone calling for me?" Lucifer was never asked for unless it was to party or for a favor, but at a police department?
Especially when it was a random dude and not Chloe or Detective Douche.
"I need your help. Are you truly t-the devil like you say you are?" The man asked, gesturing his shaking hand toward a quiet room.
"Yes, I don't lie. I never have nor will I… What is this about?" He asked, both entered the room, and closed the door.
"I killed him, but it's not what you think. It was an accident, I swear. My friend and I were walking when this thing attacked us. He came at us in the light, and we saw his face. He had only a mouth with super sharp teeth, ALOT of teeth. He was twice the size of me, so I got scared. I ran away, but he came after me. I had a gun with me because it was nighttime and I bring it for protection. So I shot it, looking away, hoping he was dead and not still alive. When I… when I looked back though, I saw my friend lying on the floor, dead. I've never ever ever shot anyone, and never intended for the first person to be my best friend." He was saying the words so fast that Lucifer would only understand half of it.
"Was he wearing heavy-looking armor with a sword in a sheath, no eyes or ears, rotting sharp nails, growls like thunder?"
"Yeah sounds like him. Look I didn't know what he was, but he didn't look human. Since you kept saying you were the devil, you were the only one I could go to. It's not like I pray and God would come to me. I don't want to go to jail!"
"Promise me, He wouldn't have come. Here is my number, just call me when you see him again. Where did you see him last?" Lucifer recognized the description, but thought that his demons had dealt with that mess, so didn't care to worry any further.
Walking straight out of the building, ignoring the fact that everyone was staring at him. Kind of rude.
He went to the place where the man last saw Zermoni. Hoping to find him, succeeding in his task, parking his car about a mile away.
Zermoni has always been the strongest of the demons. He fought the devil once, but the devil won. It was close to being a tie, but Zermoni had been distracted for a split second. Lucifer took that split second to his advantage to win, and he did in the end.
Lucifer decided it was a good idea to sneak up on him aka stay alive. Staying low, Lucifer neared the demon.
Just gonna grab his….shit! Lucifer thought as Zermoni turned around as quick as can be.
"We meet again, Samael." Taking a step back.
"I changed my name for a reason." Lucifer was pretending to be unamused. This was a demon, and showing any sort of weakness wasn't much good for his health.
They were both in a fighting stance, waiting for one or the other to take the first punch.
Lucifer punched him in the stomach (given his height), throwing him against the wall, using most of his inhuman strength.
If he was human, he would've died in seconds, less even. Being marked by Zermoni.
Zermoni uses his nails and marks the person or thing on their back, which would explain the scratch on Mark Frea.
Lucifer pulled out his wings and tried to fly away. He wasn't at full strength to beat Zermoni for the moment, he didn't feel like it at all.
He was going to go tell his demons to catch him.
The demon grabbed his wings as he was in mid air, spinning in a circle while still holding on until he finally let go. Feathers were falling slowly to the ground, getting pulled from his wings. Lucifer flew into a wall made of brick, crashing down on him, getting the breath knocked out of him, gasping for air.
At this point, Lucifer knew he wouldn't win. Zermoni needed to be distracted, that is how he had one last time.
His wings really hurt. Looking back to see how bad his wings were damaged. Noticing they were white, and feathery.
One less problem to wo-. He was thinking to himself as he got interrupted. Zermoni gripped his hair, pulling him up, spinning him a little to adjust his grip better, before banging his head into the wall many times. Letting him fall to the crippled bricks that had flown everywhere.
He went to his knees, but then slid to the right of the demon.
He tried again to fly upward, trying to at least get the high ground, but his kind grabbed his leg, throwing him into the ground, creating a two-person dent.
All the devil could do was groan at the pain he had felt. Chloe! He said to himself. She was always motivation enough to get him to his feet.
"You really don't give up, do you?" Zermoni was casually walking all high and mighty.
"You know me, the fallen angel doesn't give up until he's lost or won." Lucifer groaned. Getting himself out of the hole made in the ground. Putting as much strength he could possibly muster to punch Zermoni.
The strongest in Hell fell down. He got punched in a weak spot of his, his neck. Then he stood back up, taking a couple to get up there.
"You really shouldn't have done that!" The demon was furious.
Walking-no stomping- up to him, grabbing the collar of Lucifer's shirt, backing him up on the wall that hadn't broken, punching him repeatedly until there was no strength in him to be found.
Lucifer's nose was bleeding and his lip as well, he also gained a black eye.
Lucifer fell to the ground as Zermoni kicked the side of him hard, which turned him on his stomach. Zermoni knelt down, scraping his nail into Lucifer's back.
Lucifer gave out a yell that echoed for miles, as Zermoni took his time, before standing up and walking off.
"If you do come back.. I will win again and again. I am unstoppable. You won't win against me, you shouldn't deserve the name 'master' or 'lord' or 'devil' that people call you." Scoffing as he walked off into the sunset.
Lucifer just laid there for a while, wheezing. Getting up at once when the sky was filled with a clear black sky, moon shining on L.A.
He knew that his wings wouldn't fit in the car so he put them back in, struggling, close to screaming with the pain.
Limping to where he left his black car, and driving off to his penthouse.
He arrived to see Amenadiel leaning against the arm of the couch, tired it seemed.
"Amenadiel?" Lucifer limped to his bar. Trying to stop himself from limping though. Amenadiel would get all freaked out and Lucifer just wasn't up for… him at the moment. Though Lucifer wouldn't doubt if there was blood on his face. Amenadiel would notice that very quickly.
"Oh hey Luci-why is there blood on your back? What on Earth happened to you?" Amenadiel hadn't looked at him until now. Disappointed in what he saw. He didn't want to see Lucifer like that. Thinking he would be his humorous self, and not beat half to death.
"Nothing from Earth, I can assure you. Doesn't matter now though." Lucifer grabbed himself a drink, laying down on the couch, not wanting to take the extra steps to his comfy bed.
The angel was rambling on about something, probably demanding to tell him what had happened but Lucifer was already asleep.
Waking up, yawning, then stretching his arms. Chloe was sitting next to him in a chair she brought over.
Leaning himself up to see if he bled on his couch.
"Bloody hell!" He mumbled to himself as he saw a strip of blood from Zermoni's nail.
"Lucifer! Thank God you're awake. I was so worried about you after Amenadiel told me what happened. He'd had Raphael take a look at your body. He said there were terrible injuries."
"I… just uh fought with an escaped demon from Hell. But he is different from them, stronger than them. No need to worry though." Pulling up his shirt to see the injury. Purple, blue, and black blended in, creating a bruise outlined of Zermoni's large foot.
"How long was I out anyway?" Lucifer asked, pulling his ripped up shirt back down.
"Three days at least." Chloe was looking at him with concern.
"Three days?! I need to go." Lucifer got up. Chloe put her hand on his arm, hoping he would stop but he didn't.
"Where are you going?" She asked, until she realized. "You can't fight him alone, you need rest."
"He will kill more of you humans, I'll rest later." Lucifer said, turned away from her.
Chloe got up as well, going to the elevator, but as he smashed the button to go down, the doors closed. She would have to wait till he gets off the elevator to catch up with him.
"Really?" She yelled, punching the wall. He was going to get himself killed.
Maybe Amenadiel could help him? I should go tell him, before Luc actually does die. Chloe was frantic, thinking of how to help Lucifer.
How do I find Amenadiel? Uh…Uh…U-Praying! It was so relieving to think of how to save him. She brought her hands together, and asked for that specific angel.
"Amenadiel, I know that you are mad at me for what I've done to Lucifer, your brother. I am trying to fix what I've done, and right now Lucifer is going to fight a strong demon all by himself. I tried to stop him, I did! Please find a way to save him." She spoke at a whisper.
"Do you mean Zermoni?!" Amenadiel asked from the balcony, causing Chloe to turn around.
"I-I don't know but Lucifer said how he was stronger then the others or something, different." She replied, terrified with how Amenadiel asked.
He didn't waste any seconds to talk, eyes widened, instead he flew outside. Swinging his head from side to side in search to find Zermoni before poor Luci did.