KILLSHOT - Alastor x Lucifer human AU

Chapter 2 - Murder

TW: Gore, Blood, mentions of Violence and Murder, Cursing!!!

THE ART IS NOT MINE!! All credits to the creator!!

-Lucifer-

I woke up startled to someone ringing my doorbell very loudly. I got out of bed, stumbled over my clothes, as my room was messy as usual, and fell harshly. The ringing continued. I groaned in annoiance, as I got up and finally managed to get to the door. It was still dark outside.

The annoying person was my boss, he was fully dressed in his uniform. "Hey, boss! What brings you up to my doorstep in the middle of the night?" My boss answered seriously: "Another murder occured, but this time someone saw the silhouette of the killer, befor he could escape on foot. I was wide awake after I heard this. "So there's a chance of finding him tonight?", I gasped. 

My boss nodded, then said: "And I am coming especislly to you, because of your skills. I know you've messed up badly, but enough time has passed." A wide grin appeared on my face: "So I won't have to work with Josh anymore?" My boss nodded an I let out a loud: "Hell yeah-!" 

I was emberassed as I remembered that this was my boss in front of me, so I quickly looked away and said: "i'm gonna get dressed real quick, please wait outside, my flat is a mess!"

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I think i never was dressed faster and after only five minute sof driving, we arrived at the scene. (Thinks:) "Damn, that murder was very close to my neighbourhood!"

We approached the noumerous cops that were already investigating the scene, passing the police- barrier. The Body, or what was left of it, was covered under a dark blanket, as usual. My boss started talking to the other man: "Tell me everything you know by now, please." The other cop started explaining: "This time, we almost caught the killer redhanded, but unfortunately, he managed to escape. But because of this, we don't have a note this time", he went and grabbed a plastic bag, on it's inside there was a little pocket knife, "But to his unfortune, he lost this while running. It wasn't the weapon he used to kill the victim, but we may now have his fingerprints."

I asked: "And how was the victim murdered?" My colleagues eyes went dark, as he answered: "The killer mauled the victim to death." 

My jaw dropped, my boss could just stare into the void, maybe imagining how that would even be possible. I gulped heavily, before asking: "Can I please have a look at the victim?" My colleague nodded, before lifting the blanket. 

If I wouldn't have been used to such sights already, I would have puked all over the place and passed out for days straight. I had to cover my mouth with my hand to stop me from screaming: "Holy shi-!"

I bent down to the dead body, investigating the countless bitemarks and ripped out pieces of flesh and tissue. The victim was a woman, about 30 years old, hazel-brown hair and pale skin, her green eyes were still open, totally twisted, her face was frozen in shock.

I got up slowly, still covering my mouth with my hand. My colleague gently put down the blanket again to cover the poor woman. "Some policecars are already headed out to find him, he won't be able to go far on foot", he then added, returning the plastic bag to the table behind him. 

I looked over at my boss, noticed: "So the murderer is indeed a man." My boss shook his head, growled: "No, he is an animal- a fucking monster! This time he has gone too far. I swear if we finally catch that son of a bitch, I will personally beat him up!" I stared at him in concern, but kept quiet, because I had my history in beating up. 

"So, what's your thinking?", my boss interrupted my thoughts. I sighed deeply, before answering: "I hope that we will catch him soon, no other person should die that way. But the Police cars should be enough, I guess." My boss nodded, then suggested: "You should go and get some more sleep before tomorrow. These days are going to be hard." I nodded and thanked him, then left the crime scene with him.

When I entered the house however, I couldn't even think of sleeping, because the murder had happened so close to my home. (Thinks:) "I have no intentions of getting mauled by this lunatic!"