Fancy Meeting You Here

House.. after house.. after house. Nothing was better than the next, not because they werent in good shape or even beautiful for that matter, cause they all were, but it was always like something was missing. James had gone all day long, driving around on his motorcycle, trying to find something to buy, so he could show Spencer it before halloween, but also maybe even have a little hope, that Spencer maybe wanted to live with him in this new home of his. He felt exhausted from looking, talking price and what else that followed looking at houses for more than 6 hours straight, no breaks only going from one place to another. He had finally stopped a place called Silent City, a place only most vampires would come and totally out of the question. He would never end up living here with Spencer, not only because he knew how addictive vampire blood could be, and how he properly already had hooked him on it, from almost the first time they had met, but also because he didnt trust this city.. it felt dangerous and sketchy, like anything could happen, at any minut.

He still hadnt seen Spencer since coming home from France, dealing with whatever problems that had happened for the vampires he asociated with there. He closed his eyes for a moment, before parking his motorcycle, putting the big chain around the tire, before locking it and then turning around, walking with hasty steps towards the closest bar, to get something to drink, since his throat felt like killing him, for not getting enough blood. He suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, when he saw someone looking like they were on a prowl. He slowly started to follow the man, that seemed to follow.. a sweet scent.. almost like?.. An angel. Hes eyes widened. * No it cant be, who would come be stupid enough to come here, less alone an angel.. *. He looked at the other vampire, before hurring over to him, grabbing him by the neck. " Fuck off, before i tear the very flesh from your bones ". The man nodded, before running the other way, away from the sweet smell. He was in a bad mood enough, but he was curious.. who would come to such a place, alone.. at night. " Excuse me, ut i couldnt exactly help but notice.. that you dont quite fit in here. Care for a lift out of town? ". His voice was like always.. deep and husky, with such masculinity to it. He looked at the person with his golden eyes, waiting for a satisfying answer.

Outfit + Look/attitude

Lucifer had business to attend to in the silent city. Angels probably should be afraid of moving through a city filled with bloodsuckers, when their blood was a treat for them. Lucifer was not afraid. She had created the demons. Why should she fear the creatures made by a little nobody witch? She walked through the city and received a few looks from hungry predators. She just looked right back. Not many felt the need to strike conversation with her. The energy around here was something not most had. It was special to the Morningstar bloodline only. She could almost sense it when she met another person from her blood. It got weaker and weaker for each generation. She mostly cared about it in her children and grandchildren.

Lucifer wanted that stupid vampire to come to her, to try and underestimate her. Most people did in this state. She was a pregnant angel only reaching 1.57 centimeters in height. She didn’t look very intimidating. That was, until she opened her mouth and put them in their place. She could easily make a vampire bow before her without touching them. She rolled her eyes when another vampire came to her rescue. What a bore. She watched him as he told her her place and then offered her a ride out of town. The nerve of the vampire with golden eyes and such a deep voice it… No… The hormones were really starting to piss her off. ”Move aside Junior, I have people to see.” She brushed past him, but stopped and turned back to him. ”Who the hell created you? Was it Chase? Or Carmilla? No… Of course. Samael.” She scoffed and walked back to him. ”Welcome to the family. Never had a vampire before, I think. I might be able to use you for some good after all.” She realized she had not even told who she was. He might not know right away. ”You can call me Lucifer. I will not allow you to call me your grandpa or any nonsense like that.”

His expression didnt change when she called him junior. It was as people would call it, expressionless. He just watched her with his eyes, following her, until she brushed passed him, leaving him with a shiver down to his spine. He raised his brow, before looking at her with a curious look on his face, before hearing her words. " Created?. Lady im not a fucking created vampire, i´m BORN like this ". He took some quick steps back, when suddenly the lady turned around, before saying a name that sounded so.. familiar. He narrowed his eyes a little, before looking at her closely. * Who is she?.. *. He was only getting more and more confused by everything, until she said welcome to the family, and that she had never had a vampire in it before. " What do you mean by family? ". He tilted his head a little, before hearing the name Lucifer. His eyes widened, before he took a step closer to her, trying to grab her wrist, if she would even let him, or if he could even catch it quickly enough.

It was a firm grib but also gentle in a way, since she was obviously pregnant. " What do you mean... Lucifer, no.. no way ". He looked at her like she was kidding him, but the more he looked at her, the more he got a feeling, that it wasnt just some lunatic woman kidding him. " You couldnt be.. you are a.. ". He looked down at her, with the golden eyes, almost glowing, before taking a step closer to her, looking directly down at her, smelling her blood, and hearing the heartbeat. If he had gotten the wrist, he would slowly let go, before saying with a softness in his voice. " How.. ". He had never thought that he would meet Lucifer, his actually grandpa and then.. in this kind of setup?. He looked around just to be completely sure, that it wasnt some sick prank from someone, feeling like a complete fool for actually trusting this person, but there was just something about this woman, and also the way that she talked.

He wasnt scared of her, no more his eyes were almost glowing with curiosity. He didnt know the power of Lucifer, and therefor, he didnt also know.. the dangers that followed with it, or how terrifying he really could be. " So.. tell me more about this use you have for me ". He knew now, that he was not the only one, but he was the only vampire and from a bloodline that dated back along time. He smiled this time, but not too much, only a little, while slowly putting his hands into his pockets, waiting to hear what the infamous Lucifer had in mind for him. Something inside of him, didnt truely believe it yet, but so much had happened to him in France, including seeing his father for the very first time, so of course.. he would play along for now.

Lucifer narrowed her eyes when he called her Lady. The disrespect these days. It was much easier when people knew who she was, knew her face and feared her. The last face she had was shared with Cain. Ugh.. Just the produce of two of the worst people who ever walked the earth, also the first people who walked the earth. Lucifer was happy that was over, even if he had liked the face. ”I would advise you to learn your place.” She was giving him a pass for now. She wouldn’t continue to do so for long. ”Is family an unfamiliar term to you? Perhaps bloodline is more suitable for a vampire.” She looked down at their conjured hands when he grabbed her wrist. Her patience was being tested.

”Spare me the confusion, I do not care for it.” He would not hear a single sign of fear in her heartbeat. She would crush his inside before he even got a reaction from her. Family or not. ”I will avoid the details. You would not understand it.” He might at some point, but now he was too worked up to pick up on the details. ”Lay a hand on me again and you will not be standing so tall. I will bring you to your knees and have you beg for my mercy.”

He should be scared. She might be an angel and technically weaker than a vampire, but she was so strong. She meant it when she said she could make him beg for mercy. ”All in good time. For now, you may accompany me to my meeting. He is expecting me at the bloody bar.” She started walking, not truly caring if he followed or not. She was going to meet one of her demons either way. Would he follow, she would remain quiet on the walk. She would slightly waddle from her overgrown stomach. She couldn’t wait to get rid of this body and return to a more suitable form.

She entered the bar and looked around until she saw the demon sitting in a corner booth. She walked over and struggled to sit down. ”You have not upheld our agreement,” she simply said to the young demon, barely looking past 16. In reality he had lived for hundreds of years, working for Lucifer and bringing her souls to her kingdom. He started with the excuses. She held up a hand cutting him off. She turned her hand into a fist and the demon sounded like he was being choked. Which he was. She looked at him with pure intent, until blood started to exit his eyes, ears and nose. Finally, he fell numb in the booth. She stood back up and looked at James if he had decided to follow. Otherwise she would go back outside to him.

He looked even more confused when she started going haywire on him, suddenly belitting him and almost thinking that she had the right to even put him in his place, that wasnt even his to begin with. " Dont speak to me like that ". He looked at her with narrowed eyes, no smiling or anything, just pure seriousness. He hated to be disrespected and the way this woman acted, talked and reacted made his very blood boil, but then again.. like that, he looked alot like Lucifer at the very moment, getting quickly worked up, without even showing it on his face, exactly like her. " I didnt lay a hand on you, i simply.. never mind ". He rolled with his eyes, before letting go of her.

He didnt way anything after that, just followed Lucifer as closely as he could, without invading any private space. He followed her inside to the bar, before looking around a little, noticing that she quickly found whatever meeting she was to have. He looked at how it suddenly turned out, before looking around a little panicked. He took his hoodie and turned it over his head, as to hide his famous face a little before looking at the man and the Lucifer. He sighed, before looking around a little. " So this was your idea.. ". He wanted to rolled his eyes again but he didnt, for now. He looked at Lucifer before crossing his arms. He didnt know if she wanted him to get rid of the obvious body, that he had moved in front of, so people couldnt see the blood, but they would soon be able to smell it. " You do know that there could be ". He smelled for a moment. " Nevermind ". No humans or anything else around them, only a few vampys, and this was properly nothing new to them.

He couldnt help but look at the man, not even as much as flinching, but he had started to get the feeling of Lucifer´s powers, and also his stubborn attitude, which reminded him very much of himself in his so younger days.. he sincerely hoped it wouldnt get as bad with the age, as Lucifer´s, or else he could kiss his famous days goodbye. He felt a little out of place, standing there with his arms tense, and his body ready for whatever would come his way if it did. He was as stubborn and as hard headed as most, and he didnt tolerate shit coming his way, which.. he should maybe work on.. especially when facing the king of hell.

Lucifer wasn’t sure if he was being brave or stupid. None of them were good qualities to her. You needed to be smart. She didn’t do anything about it. Had he been someone else, she would have had his head for disrespecting her, but he was family and that meant something to her. She did give her family members more chances than most. She narrowed her eyes when he began an explanation but then ending up dropping the subject. How frustrating a behavior.

She didn’t care who watched, who would see what she did. It was just a sign of strength that people knew who was in charge. Half the people in the bar had indirectly been created by her. She looked at the vampire when he spoke in a disrespectful tone again. Was he incapable of showing his superiors respect? He did it again, starting a thought but discarding it. ”Please, do not throw away a perfectly good thought. Either speak your mind or keep quiet.” She didn’t mind either. But this in between, wanting to say something be then no doing so, that was annoying her beyond belief. She looked at him a moment, starting to doubt he would be able to work with her. ”I can give you power.” She told him, not a muscle pulling in her face.

”But it will not come cheap, or without sacrifice. If you so desire, I suggest you think long and hard about how content you are with your life. This opportunity is not extended to just everyone. It can change your life substantially, not just you, people of your choosing as well. I can make their life better or worse.” She looked up at the taller man. ”If you are not completely compelled by the idea, I can take you with me, give you a taste of it will be like to have the power I speak of.”

He raised his brow a little, as he looked at her, saying that he should either speak his mind or just keep quiet. He kept quiet after it, seeing as he didnt know what to say, and even if he had something, it wasnt really that important. His expression changed to a more serious one, when she said that she could give him power. He narrowed his eyes a little, looking her up and down. If this really was Lucifer, then perhaps the words was real, and the display he had seen, also the tone.. how he knew if his other half, he suddenly felt more open minded to her.

He took a step back, before slowly taking his hand through the thick hair, looking up to the ceiling, not caring about the eyes around them, looking as how his hoodie fell down on this shoulders again, revealing the sculptured face. He thought about it, before hearing her say that she could take him with her.. give him a taste of this so called power. He looked at her with a serious look, before saying with respect in his tone now. " I would love to get a taste of this power, you talk about ".

He had bit into the words that it could change his life but also the people of his choosing. He could feel his skin almost tingle of the very thought, how his muscles started to slowly relax, but also tense up some places, like at his jaw, how he clenched his teeth a little more together. It wasnt something that should be talken all to lighthearted. A promise of power, and Lucifer himself even wanted to show him. He got on one knee, before looking down at the ground, saying. " I accept your offer. Show me everything ". His voice was low but still the same deep husky voice, almost promising pleasure to ones ears hearing it. He looked up at Lucifer with a determined look this time. He wanted to be shown everything possible.. it was an a once in a life chance, and he was NOT gonna give that up.

Lucifer understood why people didn’t believe she was the devil. It was the point after all. She had plans when she first took a new form. None of them involved a child, but perhaps it was in her best interest. Now she had a child she could be in charge, rather than feeling forced to give them over to the mother. She had big plans for the baby.

He was thinking about it. She could tell. He was trying to figure out if it was worth it. For all he knew, she could just be someone pulling a ruse on him. It would be stupid to not consider the consequences of believing her. He turned around, respect in his tone when he spoke now. Good call. ”And so you shall.”

She smiled when he sat down on a knee. How things had changed the last few moments. ”Follow me and I will.” She gestured for him to get back up. Lucifer looked around the others, a few of them quickly looking away, a few others took some more convincing before their gaze darted away as well. When James were back on his feet, she left the bar to go out in the fresh air once again. She knew of a portal to hell close to her. ”How would you like to see the Kingdom? I am sure my daughters would be pleased to meet their nephew.” She wasn’t sure if Nimue were in hell at the moment, but Samaira definitely was. She had been doing her best to regain Lucifer’s trust. So far, she had fallen short. ”This way,” she said starting to walk, even if it was slowly and looking much more like that of a duck than a majestic angel. Oh how she loaded pregnancy. It was much easier to reproduce when you were the giver, not the taker.

He got up when Lucifer said to follow her. He followed as galant and quickly as he could before stopping up when she did. From going to no family and suddenly having one, he could not deny that he felt oddly calm but also nervous, seeing that his one side, actually was of demonic royal blood, but not only that, suddenly he had a family.. and when Lucifer invited him to see the kingdom, he looked at him with surprise, before saying with as calm a tone in his voice that he could. " It would be an honor, to see the kingdom and my aunts ". Suddenly he had aunts, it seemed crazy, but deep down inside, he also knew how right it was, he could feel it in his blood, how there were just something.. and the way that Lucifer also acted sometimes, just reminded him so much of himself, clearly he had gotten some personality traits from him, without even knowing him.

He looked at him when he said this way, before walking in a matching tempo, never overstepping Lucifer, as he was the king of hell. He knew that the words the lady spoke was true now, he just knew it.. in his heart. He looked at his phone shortly, before quickly sending a message to Spencer, just in case, seeing as he didnt know for how many hours he would be gone, or how long it would take to actually get to hell?.

[ Hey Loverboy. So something urgent has just come up, so i will have to be gone for a time, i dont know for how long, but i promise to text you, when i am back in town again. Cant wait to see you <3, love from your soon to be boyfriend ].

He smiled a little at the message, before putting his phone away again. " Is there some things i need to know about your kingdom. Something important or deadly, before i go with you. Not that i wont come either way, but just to be sure ". He looked patiently at Lucifer, still having a respectful tone when talking to him.

Lucifer couldn’t deny she had a lot of family. The only family she cared about, was the one she had created herself, her children and some of the demons she had created back in the day. Now that jo was given to her son. She gave him a nod when he said he would be honored. As he should. She continued walking until the reached a small house. It was clear nobody was living there. The walls were crumbling, the windows broken and the door nearly falling of the hinges. That was how it seemed, at least. She walked over to it, putting her hand up and seeing a purple-ish glimmer move underneath her touch. She said a magical word, and a magical door of sorts opened up for them. She walked through, and when he was through as well, she said another word to close the shield again. The house was different now. It was no longer broken or on the edge of falling apart. It looked like any other house, a beautiful garden, colored walls and functioning doors and windows. She walked inside with him.

She noticed he had texted someone. Probably for the best anyway. It could feel like he was going to be away for some time for them. She nodded at his question. ”Nothing deadly unless it is ordered to. As long you are in my and my daughters’ good graces, nothing will hurt you down there.” She looked around the room. It looked very much like a regular living room. ”Time does move differently down there. A year will feel like a hundred, an hour like a few days. Time will not have passed as rapidly on earth but will feel like it has. I suggest you speak with those you wish to say goodbye to, just in case we will be held up down there.” She began ascending the stairs, holding onto the railing for dear life. ”I will wait for you in the first room on the right.” She walked up there, slowly but safely.

He walked with her pace, before coming to a hold outside the wornout looking house. He walked closer to really see what Lucifer was doing, but also how and what he had started to say, while he was touching this weirdly looking almost glimmer like spell. When the magical door opened for them, he looked at her a little hesitent at first, before walking up to it, staring at if for a little while. He walked through it and then looked back, before hearing her say another word, being highly attentive to what she was actually saying and how she was doing it, if he should ever even get the chance.. to maybe do something similar some day. His eyes suddenly looked around, gazing upon the now more normal house and how beautiful it was, with the colored wall and functioning doors and windows.

He nodded a little, hearing her explain about everything, before seeing how she began ascending the stairs, looking at her with a surprised expression seeing as he had throught they would be going down?. He tilted his head a little, before nodding slightly, when she said that she would be waiting in the first room on the right. He took his phone out, before looking at it closely, carefully texting Spencer, before putting the phone away again, before ascending the stairs, holding on to the railing just to be safe, before turning to his right.


He looked at Lucifer when he intered, before looking around a little. He could feel the nervousness slowly consuming him a little, how he felt like he couldnt stand still as much as before. He had aunts now.. and even uncles properly also.. and grandparents?. It felt so weird but he also kinda liked the idea of it, how he suddenly had a family, and he didnt judge them for being the evil itself, would some say.. but for him, evil was such a big spectrum.. he saw many humans as evil.. how they polluted the planet, destroyed it bit by bit.. how angels thought that evil would ONLY be evil, as if demons didnt have go keep themself alive also. He didnt say as much, as he didnt want to get on Lucifer´s nerves, besides he didnt have words for the things that he saw at the moment.. everything was so new to him.

Spencer had just gotten out the shower, when he saw the two text messages on his phone. He smiled, especially about the last part of the first text. Soon to be boyfriend. He could get behind that idea. He then looked at the other text. Now that he knew James was going to be gone for a while, it was okay.

[ Sry, was just in the shower. Love you. C u when you get back. <3 ]

Lucifer had gone into a room with no furniture. It was different from the rest of the house. It felt colder. There was no light, the windows were all covered with dark tape, showering the room in complete darkness. There was some light from the corner behind the wallpaper, glowing through the paper. Lucifer looked over at James as he came into the room. She walked over to the corner, moving away the wallpaper to reveal a red-ish light emerging from the portal to hell. There were a few portals around the world, a bit more in Gaia than anywhere else.

The portal would lead to another dimension. It looked very much like a mountain chain, except everything was in red, orange and yellow colors. There were loud mountains reaching so far into the sky you couldn’t see their top. On the right was a road leading to cells for people who needed the extra punishment, which was next to the pit she had often used in her time down there. It was not a place people should wish to go. The sky, of course, wasn’t the typical blue and white, but instead of flames licking the side of the mountains. If you walked to the left, you would move closer to a small city. Here people who somehow deserved it had a small place. In the center was the castle where Lucifer had lived most of her life. In the back was another mountain with a stair case leading to an apartment where Samaira lived.

Lucifer looked at James and the towards the portal again. ”You go on, I will be right along.”

James stopped the moment he entered the room. It looked completely different than what he had expected, since coming through something that looked broken and worn down, to something beautiful almost thriving, and then this?, a darkness that held such mystery to it. He slowly moved over to the wallpaper, looked at how Lucifer removed it. So much to go to hell?. He suddenly throught back to Tidus and his more faster way of transportation, getting a little grin over his lips, by the thought of it, before looking into what looked like a portal, with a wiew he didnt exspect to see at all. " Wauw ". He looked at it for some time, before hearing Lucifer´s voice, which made him snap out of his admiration of the sudden change and also how hell actually looked and what people had always decribed it like. For him, it actually held some aesthetic pleasing look over it, so unique but still deadly looking. He walked over to the portal, slowly going through it. There was really no way back now, this was a part of him.. a side he hadnt known or seen, this was him now.. hell was part of him.

When he came out on the other side, he looked around a little, before sticking his hands into his pockets, looking around with such wonder on his expression. He could feel his body tense a little, making it ready if something should happen, but he couldnt stop feeling joy.. like he wasnt completely alone, and like he had finally filled a hole inside of himself, that had been empty always, not knowing the other part of himself, since he had some in common with his mother, but the other part.. where did he get that from, and now he knew. He looked behind him, feeling that he left the past behind and walked into something bigger than himself. Slowly he started to walk towardsa the staircase near the mountain, how he looked at the world around him while doing it. He made sure not to walk out of line, or do something stupid, but he would be ready, if something should happen. He looked up at the mountain with his autumn looking eyes, not realizing that his very own eyes, was not only matching autumn, but hell itself. He stopped after some time, before turning to look at the portal where he had come from and where Lucifer should come from.

He would wait for him, since he didnt know where to go, but everything looked so.. intriguing!. He smiled a little standing there like a king, looking around with his straight back, holding hells very own world and colors in his eyes, feeling... home. " It´s beautiful here.. i never imagine that.. ".

Lucifer knew there were easier ways to move to hell, to create a portal and go through it, but an ability like that is also unreliable. If a person for whatever reason could not preform when she needed them to, she had no way of going home. With this, she knew she could always find it here. It wasn’t because she didn’t protect every single portal she knew of. She did not want people to go to hell without it being planned or because they were dead. She followed him through the portal, but didn’t take much time to look around. She had spent most of her life here, it was nothing special to her. James however, showed much more wonder in his expression. It was his first time, the first time seeing the ultimate torture chamber. But in this case, it was not torture they came for. It was a tour of the place he could have been raised if things had been different. Why on earth her child would keep their child from this was a wonder. Lucifer simply didn’t understand it.

He began walking towards the staircase. Lucifer followed after slowly. She knew Samaira would soon come running. ”Beauty of the beholder. In the right circumstances, hell is a place of wonderful things. There is a lot of nature nobody has touched in hundreds of thousand of years. I have of course seen it all, but I fear I am the only one who has.” She stopped walking. ”We will not need to walk.” She said looking up the staircase. Sure enough, it didn’t take long before a girl exited the door on the top. A white-ish transparent shadow passed her. She took hold of it, and shortly after she was standing in front of James. ”Father, who is this?” She looked at James with a piercing look, trying to figure him out. Samaira’s gaze moved to her father. ”Let us talk in private. Would you mind bringing our guest upstairs and then come to get me?” Samaira nodded and looked back at James. She put forward her hand. ”Hold on,” she advised him looking around for a spirit to use for transportation.

He turned around himself slowly, before letting every sight in, before seeing Lucifer walking up to him. He stopped turning around himself, before following Lucifer both with his gaze and a smile over his lips, but also just follow him in general. He had stopped a few times to look at something, before looking again at Lucifer, when he suddenly stopped and said that they didnt need to walk. He looked up at the girl, before finding her standing in front of him. He didnt smile this time, but there where no dangerous look in his eyes and no trouble brewing. He didnt look down at her, more he actually looked closely at her, trying to study her look, and trying to pick up on her scent to what kind of race she was, if she was a demon or not. He didnt mind the piercing look, which only made him smile a little, while he stood next to Lucifer, almost in same kind of position.

He gently took a firm grib around her hand, feeling how small it was instead of his, but still strong. He smiled at the feeling, before letting himself get taken away. He had felt like he almost lost grib at one point, before looking rather surprised when he suddenly found himself standing in front of the place where she had walked out from. He looked behind him to where the stairs was, before following the girl, not knowing what to say, so he didnt say anything, he just looked majestic standing there with a straight back, almost looking like a king, as he had put his hands into his pocket, letting go of her small hand. His hellish eyes followed the walls closely, how he took in every thing around him. " Beautiful.. hell that is ". The deep voice was clear, how husky it was, almost like a warning but not quite.. like sex on fire. He said the words after beautiful, for not ending up making any misunderstanding between them. Not that his aunt was ugly, cause she wasnt.

Samaira was afraid her father was going to take hell away from her. She had began questioning if she wanted it, but it was the only home she knew. If she was not queen here, then what was she? Therefore, she was weary of strangers. She just couldn’t trust anyone right now. Not right away, at least. It was probably just a part of being a fallen angel. You became careful of who to trust. She felt the firm grip of her hand. Was he trying to prove anything, or was he just holding on like she told him to? No matter the reason, she took hold of the closest soul and had it transport both of them to the edge of the stairs. She went in after him. For a moment she just looked at him. He was really pretty to look at, but if that was all he had, she had no reason to fear for her position. It wasn’t like Lucifer to take people down here for no reason, but lately her father had been so hormonal, it was impossible to tell what he would do.

She narrowed her eyes at him, still not sure what to think about him. His voice was so smooth it was making her feel all kinds of way she definitely didn’t want to feel. ”Just stay here. And don’t touch anything.” The place looked very much like a regular apartment. To the left from the entrance laid a kitchen, to the right a living room and door into a bedroom and bathroom. In front of the living room, large windows were placed with a view of hell. Between the kitchen and living room hanged a tv. It was turned off now, but it could be used to monitor hell. It was one of the things Samaira had made happen after her reign began. She left James behind in the apartment to go get Lucifer.

When they were both back in the apartment, Samaira stood behind them. She knew her place. ”You are welcome here whenever you want. I am sure your aunt will be able to give you a taste of what goes on down here.” Lucifer didn’t look back at Samaira, making her know she had no say in the matter. It sounded polite, but it was an order. ”Of course,” she said looking at her nephew, apparently.

He smiled a little by the words, before walking over to Samaira, before looked down at ther, not like he looked down upon her, but he was taller than her, but then again.. not so much, so of course he had to look down, before he could see her in the eyes. " I can see that beauty is a trait in the family genes ". He obviously meant that she was as beautiful as he himself was. It felt weird inside of him, thinking that she was his aunt but then again, he didnt question it. He looked over at Lucifer before askin, still looking at his aunt. " So.. What am i to do, to gain status down here, or maybe even a title ".

He was not one to kid around and the words was spoken with such respect but also with such determination. He looked at his aunt before breaking the gaze with her, turning around to look at Lucifer. " I wish to become more part of this family, not just by blood, but actually be of use to both you, but also you ". He looked at Samaira this time, but with a most humble gaze, like he acknowleged her place and position, her status. He didnt know what she was seen as queen, but he knew that she had managed hell, which ment that she held the power right now, well.. most of it anyway. ø

" I would love a taste of what goes down here ". He could feel it in his fingers, how his body was ready, it was like something completely else had taken over him for a second, how he wanted to explore this place som more, look at all of it. He walked over to the windows, looking already like the king, looking at hell with his matching eyes, before folding his hands behind him, looking down to the town looking place, how everything was so exciting. Maybe it went a little to his head, but he was also high on the feeling, finally he had a family.

Samaira saw how he looked her up and down. Was he checking her out? So, her father might have been engaged in some weird incest stuff with his siblings, but that didn’t mean she was into that. She walked closer to him. ”So it does. Would be sad if something happened to such a pretty face.” She moved closer to him, standing on her toes in order for her to speak to him only. ”Know your place. Underneath me.” Lucifer didn’t care for their interaction, and didn’t pay them attention until James asked a relevant question. ”Status will be no problem. People will soon figure out there is a new Morningstar here.” She looked at Samaira. ”I can give you the title, but I think it appropriate that Samaira is the one to grant you the title. She is the queen, after all.”

Lucifer nodded at James’ words. ”And you will.” She looked at Samaira again, almost as if they were speaking through eye contact. ”I must take my leave for now. Samaira will show you around.” Lucifer left them and walked into another room.

Samaira knew what she had to do. The one thing that mattered most to this family was loyalty. Lucifer needed to know if James would always choose a family member above anyone else. Samaira liked her games, this was the perfect task for her. ”Let me give you a tour,” she offered and looked towards the door. She was finally going to have some fun again. She started to walk down the stairs, expecting him to follow. Otherwise he wouldn’t get his chance to get a title.

He looked at her with a little smirk to his face, since he found her hilarious, the way that she almost tried to stand on her toes, as she spoke to him with such a tone of voice. He looked over at Lucifer for a moment, with a little gleam in his eyes, before looking at the little queen again, how adorable she looked for a second. He nodded, and said with a most teasingly and smirky smile over his lips. " As you wish, my queen ".

He didnt speak down to her, but he found it rather funny, how she had almost complimentet him but also threatened him at the same time. He listened to Lucifer, before nodding as approval of his words. He had exspected that it wasnt just everyone that could get something from hell, but then again.. he had already gained two new family members, so at least he had that, no matter what he choose, but then again.. maybe they would never accept him as one of them?.

When he got called a Morningstar, he couldnt help but feel a little.. more at home. He looked at Samaira, before following her, when she said that she would give him a tour. He gave a slight bow to Lucifer, before walking with Samaira. " So i actually wanna know. As queen of hell, what are your work hours and your work here?, i would love to see it ". He smiled a little at her, looking at the untamed curls, before looking away from her. He ran a hand against his own thick brown hair, how it layed itself after how he moved his hand throug it, before he had a more posh and sleek look to himself.

This vampire was annoying her. He might be her nephew or whatever, but it took more than that to earn her respect. So far, he wasn’t doing a great job. He was arrogant and cocky. It could be cute, but it very much depended how he used it. She felt like he was using it to undermine her, and that pissed her off.

Samaira knew what she had to do, and she was curious to see how he would respond to the little challenge. He might not be so cocky when she was done with him. She walked with him, not sure where to even start with the tour. He wanted to know more about her work down here. ”A queen never rest. I always work,” she explained and led him to the pit. ”My work is many things.” She could tell him more, but wouldn’t it be better to just let him feel it himself.

Without hesitation, she pushed him towards the pit. He could resist, but she would get him down there one way or another. When down there, he would hear a voice call for him, someone he loved. They sounded hurt, scared and weak. If he searched for them, he would find the person with a deadly wound in their stomach, the blood so thick and bright red rushing from the wound.

Samaira stood on the top and picked up a small phone that allowed her to follow along with was happening down there. None of what he saw was real, but it was very live-like. It was few people who actually understood that it wasn’t real. At least not right away.

He listened to her while saying nothing, only nodding once in a while, before his eyes traveled to the pit, feeling her push, as he found himself standing at the edge of some mysterious pit. He looked behind for a brief moment, before looking down there. Something inside of him.. didnt want to, but he felt like he had too.. he had to see everthing for himself, to show them, that he too was a morningstar by blood, that he was part of this family. He let himself glide through the air, feeling like the hanging time was endless for a second, and then suddenly standing, almost no time had passed at all. He looked forward, forgetting everything about the time difference.. how long he had been or should be in hell for.. before slowly walking towards the sound, a sound so familiar.. so heart wrenching. " Spencer? ". He looked forward for a little moment, before hurring towards the sound, only to see Spencer in front of him.

He felt like his heart got ripped out. First it ran through his head to run towards him, to go over there.. that they had tricked him and now Spencer had paid the prise for him. He looked at him, so lifelike.. could it be him. " Is it.. you ". He sounded not totally convinced while looking at Spencer before him, but deep inside it pulled in something, almost to the point of nausea. He had seen Spencer almost die in his arms, so seeing him like this. He couldnt take the sight, but he didnt know if this was a trial. * I cant.. the devil is full of tricks.. it cant be Spencer, it simply cant *. He walked closer, looking at the boy, feeling his hair stand on end. " Tell me, how did we meet ". He waited.. for an answer, fighting himself not to run to him, to embrace him.

Samaira looked closer, curious to what he was going to do. The thing about hell was, it was all mental. People were dead, you couldn’t torture them physically, but you could make them think they felt real pain. Nobody who entered hell did so without allowing hell access into their subconscious. It was likely Lucifer had deliberately left that out, when spoken with James about hell. That was the only reason she could even make him think he heard and saw this Spencer. She watched him as he rushed to Spencer.

The projection of Spencer looked at James, his lips colored red from the blood. ”James… What’s happening?” He looked at him, his eyes blank from the intense pain, his skin paler than it normally was. ”It’s so cold,” he whispered weakly. Then came the question that would make James believe it or not, something intimate only Spencer would know. Well, Spencer, James and the woman who could look into James’ head. A few options popped on Samaira’s phone. It was just a game. She pressed one of the options and Spencer’s mouth opened to reveal her choice. ”The mall. You had skipped the line in the coffee shop and I just had to talk to you. I called you my hero.” He coughed. ”Save me, James.”

Before Samaira had seen if James bought it or not, she wouldn’t do anything. But soon, James would have to make a choice. One that could form his place in hell and the Morningstar family. She might not be his biggest fan, but she still hoped he succeeded. It would be interesting to see what he was able to do with a little power. And then he was nice to look at, which was definitely a plus. She needed some more eye candy.

As he stood there watching Spencer, he couldnt help but feel conflicted. If it wasnt him, it was a damn good clone, but what if it where, what if they had taken him down into hell?. He grew ever more impatient, before walking slowly over to Spencer, stopping as he heard his voice, and how they had met. As he heard it, his eyes widened, as he almost ran to his side, before gently putting an arm around him and then bit into his own wrist, before he started to feed the boy under him. " No no no, please no.. ". He looked up against the pit at Samaira, as if he had just been a fucking game, before his red tentacles started to show.

He clenched his fist for a moment, before almost laying them protective over him and Spencer, while gently stroking Spencer´s cheek. " I´m sorry, i didnt know.. i thought you were an illusion or something, something to.. to get me.. ". He stopped talking, feeling almost teary eyes, while just continuing to bite down again and again as he healed, giving more and more blood into Spencer´s body, or so he thought he did, while all it properly did.. was just dripping onto the ground under him.. as he sat there, holding something that werent even there.

He didnt know.. he didnt know it wasnt Spencer.. he almost didnt care if it was a clone. He was angry, it was for sure.. the look in his eyes, how he started to get red eyes with pumping black veins underneath them, before he looked up again, clenching his teeth together... " Is this your idea of FUN! ". He looked to Spencer again, hoping to see a difference.. hoping that he would somehow.. start to heal, even when he thought it was almost impossible.. such a large.. whole. He tightened his grib around him, as he cradled him. " Syysh, its okay.. ".

Samaira continued to watch him, how he panicked and tried to feed him blood to heal him. She just saw him bleeding onto the ground, nothing else. Then came the tentacles from his back. That was an interesting ability to have. She did feel… something by the amount of care he had for the boy. She was desperate for that type of care. It was just not in her cards. Her father had made it his personal mission to make sure she was never happy, apparently.

The Spencer copy looked into James’ eyes. ”It’s… It’s okay.” Hell might be able to make a copy of Spencer, but it was only from James’ memory. They would never be able to create a copy that was as complex as the real Spencer.

Samaira just rose an eyebrow slightly at his words. It was her idea of fun actually. What else was she supposed to do in hell? She pressed another button on the phone to make something else happen. She was curious to see if he was able to pass the test. Not many were. She hadn't been, which meant she had to go through watching people she care about die over and over again until she didn't care anymore. She didn't want that for anyone else. No matter what happened down there, she couldn't allow James to go through that. She would find a way to help him.

Spencer’s head began to hang as he wasn’t healing, his fictional heart beating slower. ”Hello?” A male voice sounded from within the dark. ”Please, help me. I’m stuck.” This was were the real test began. Would he leave his loved one to help? Spencer closed his eyes and grew colder underneath James’ touch. Samaira pressed another button. Spencer opened his eyes again and pulled James closer. "It's not Spencer. Go help that person. It's a test." The voice was still Spencer's, but the tone wasn't. It sounded to refined to be him.

James looked at Spencer with a most pained expression on his normally calm face. How could they do this to him, how.. Suddenly a sound broke the deafening silence inside of James, as he looked up when someone said hello, before saying help, and that he was stuck?. He looked around a little, before looking down to Spencer. As he was closing his eyes and grew cold in his embrace, he looked shocked at Spencer before feeling the panic inside of him, but instead of pleading like last time, it felt like something snapped inside of him, as he just sat there, with Spencer dead in his arms, before seeing Spencer open his eyes again, shocked to see down into them. When he heard it wasnt him, he looked at him for a brief moment, before slowly getting up and then laying the face Spencer down. He knew now, that the words were true, just like the posession.. it wasnt Spencer that was there, it was a fake. He felt humiliated for a moment, before looking up from where he had come from, before pulling the tentacles inside of his body, feeling a little more drained than normally, but besides that, he was fine.

He walked with a steady pace over to the voice he heard in the distance, not looking back, since he couldnt bear the feeling inside of him, that had slowly followed, as he had tried his best to heal something that wasnt properly even there.. or something that was already dead. He looked around for the person he heard. He already hated hell with every fiber of his being, but then again he had to look into himself.. he asked for it.. he asked to know ever aspect.. and it was hell, hell was suffering in itself, so of course he too should suffer. He closed his eyes for just a second, before the red finally glided away, as if it had never been in his eyes before. * Whats up with this?.. how is this a test? *. He didnt quite understand it himself. First Spencer, then this?.