Junior

Chapter 1: From a Low to a High

It's a warm day in the underworld. All the Demons, young and old, are going about their days. The kids are coming home from whatever demon schools that they go to, the adults are coming back from their jobs whether that be torturing damned souls or filing tax invoices to for their accounting firm. Just another day in hell, yet here we find a young Demon. 15 years of age, already back from school, but he's sneaking around in someone else's yard. His long, curly blonde hair makes him stick out a like a sore thumb. His figure looks like he's got toned muscles, but also doesn't have much meat on him to back that. He's fairly thin. His torn clothes tell us that he's not got much of a wardrobe and pretty much that he sleeps out in the streets. That's scratch on his cheek says he was attacked by a cat recently, and that sandwich on the porch near where he's sneaking is his goal. That poor sap is me. Lucifer Dominic Morningstar Junior. Let me explain.

So my dad is the Devil. Yes, Satan himself is my father. But despite the fact that my dad is literally Satan, he was probably the best dad I could ask for. I wouldn't want anyone else to be my dad. Now we all know the story of my mom Chloe and how she met my dad, my half-sister Beatrice, and then my big sister Aurora. But that's where the story stops. Nobody ever spoke about me or my baby sister Zenith. I was born 2 years after Rory, and Zenith 3 years after me. But Rory is the only one who ever gets the limelight. Unluckily for Rory she never really knew my dad much since he only came back to be a father when I was born and even so she stayed clear of him for many years. Matter of fact for 9 years, she had just shouted at him and left before the incident. It brings back pained memories so I'm never gonna tell you what happened, but all you need to know is that Trixie was living on her own for some time, and Rory was staying with my grandma, and myself and Zenith were with my parents, having 0 clue that we actually had older sisters. That's when there was a break in, bunch of gunshots and Zenith went missing. Then I was all alone. A 9 year-old. Stuck in hell by myself. Having to work for my food and clothes. Couldn't even afford shelter so I usually just slept under somebody's porch when it rained. I fought off dogs, cats, rats, raccoons, a fucking chicken (I lost that fight), and a whole lot of pigeons, all while just trying to sleep, eat or get on with my life. I'm not proud of some of the things I've done, but I had to do them. And that's what brings us back to here.

So I was sneaking along the side of the house of someone I knew, this was not the first time, I had spotted a sandwich on the porch guardrail of the house. I admit it probably was a stupid idea to be stealing from someone that I knew, but I was hungry and hunger makes you do crazy shit. I had carefully snuck up to the side of the porch, that's when I noticed someone on the chair on the porch. I ninja rolled back and hoped I hadn't been spotted, that's when I heard snoring and also spotted paper cup of water next to the sandwich. Was there a party going on? I didn't hear any music or chattering so I just assumed they hadn't done the dishes yet. I snuck right back up to the porch again and slowly reached up to grab the sandwich and paper cup. When I had them, I quickly moved back behind the house and sat there munching down on the sandwich. Aunt Crystal makes a really good smoked beef sandwich. I just wish I could live there with her, Uncle Jeremy and my best friend, Celeste. But I'm too embarrassed to even ask or to even tell them I'm struggling. They seemed to hold me in such high regard. I wanted to cry at that point, just thinking about the fact that I was stealing food from my best friend's house. I knew it was shameful but what could I do. I need to live.

I just ducked and finished eating and drinking, I figured that with the money I saved from the past two months I'd be able to buy enough wood to build myself a little hut. Now granted, wood is very cheap, but my job didn't exactly pay well, but hey gotta do what you gotta do, right? Wrong, cos today was probably the luckiest day of my life, cos on my way to the building supply warehouse, I found an abandoned building, it's quite dusty but it's not decrepit. It's still well within the safety code, yes I read up on building safety. It seems to be fully furnished, like the owners just up and dipped one day leaving everything here. I decided after having just taken a sandwich and water off of my best friend's porch that I might as well just make myself at home. Running water, functional toilets, I won't be able to afford to use the lights currently, but I could definitely buy some LED lights and use those to light up the place. I won't be able to afford to pay for the water either, but that is a necessity so I'll make a plan for that. I know I can work something out.