A Collection of Demons

The Fallen One

It was a calm day In Hell, the fire seemed to be cooler, everything seemed to be in perfect order. Lucifer sat behind her desk, sipping wine and ignoring paperwork. It was just another pleasant day in Hell, but then she got a phone call.

RING! RING!

The phone blared aggressively, she nearly jumped from her throne. Lucifer pulled it off and put it next to her ear, "What is so important that you must interrupt my work, Pandemonica?"

"Ma'am, there's been reports of something falling from the sky."

"That happens all the time. Souls fall all the time."

The secretary paused, "The light it omitted was white, madam. The deputies in the area believe it is a fallen angel."

"A fallen angel?"

"Yes."

Lucifer breathed a deep sigh, "Tell them I'll be on my way, and to not touch nor talk to it. I can handle it."

"Yes, ma'am."

The Queen got up from her throne, leaving her beloved wine glass on the table. She grabbed her business suit and tiara, barking orders all along the way. Her skeleton guards escorted her out to her private limousine, a place that smelled heavily of rosé and a little bit of tears, but she sat down anyway.

"Hey, Lucy." A voice in the darkness spoke casually.

"Gah!" She screamed, "Justice! What are you doing here?!"

"They told me to come just in case shit got freaky, also, I've never seen a brand new fallen angel before so I thought "why not?" I ain't crazy, am I?"

Lucifer sighed, "No, it's just that I don't want you to get hurt, we don't know how jittery she'll be, or if she'll be violent."

"She's an angel, ain't she? Angels can't be violent, that's like, against the Bible or something."

"You'd be surprised."

Justice brushed that off, adjusting her shades. "Besides, I ain't worried getting hurt. I beat Beelzebub no problem, I can handle pretty much anything."

"Except for that hellhound."

"Shut up." The high prosecutor elbowed Lucifer, the Queen recoiled a bit. Justice was stronger than she remembered sometimes.

The Queen ordered the chauffeur to begin driving, and he obviously did as requested. The ride was rather bumpy, with Lucifer and Justice ending up piling on top of each other and different points in the backseat. Lucifer climbed off after the last bump, not far from the landing site.

"Justice, your hand is on my breast."

"Oh, really? Sorry, being blind doesn't usually vibe with social norms all that well. I kinda thought it was the seat."

Lucifer elbowed her in the ribs as hard as she could, Justice recoiled slightly, fighting back the pain as to not be embarrassed. The Queen looked out the window, noticing a crowd of people staring at what seemed like an empty spot.

"We're here." Spoke one of the skeleton guards.

The car stalled, with Lucifer immediately stepping out. She parted the crowd with her presence, Justice following close behind. She reached the deputy blocking the site.

"Deputy."

"Yes, your highness?"

She looked directly at the fallen angel, who laid writhing on the ground. "Let me through."