The sinners secret. {radioapple}

🍎chapter 73🍎

                               (Lucifers pov)

I put on one of Als red sweatshirts.
This thing is huge on me.
I'll just tie it in the back, problem solved.
"Papa where are you going?" Azzie asks, sitting on the bed.
"I have a meeting with heaven,"
"I thought you said next time I get to go with.."
"I did, but we have some things going on right now,"
"The angels thing..?"
"How do you know about that-?"
"Sebastian.." she answers. "Please can I come!"
I sigh, "fine. You've got five minutes to get ready."
"Yay!" She climbs off the bed and runs to her room,
"Nifft, will you go let Al know I'm taking her with me."
"Sure thing!" Niffty runs off aswell.

                                        ...

We walk into the gates, azzie looks around amazed.
"I'm not sure if you're going to be able to see your grandma today, I'll text her and see about after the meeting."
"Oki!" She looks around, observing the place she could've called home.
I still feel awful about that.
They could have atleast made sure azzie was okay even if her mother sinned.
We walk down the path to the building meetings are held in, walking in and heading to the room.
"Ah, Lucifer, just in time." Sera says.
"Good morning,"
"Too you as well, I understand you have something important to tell me?"
I sit down, azzie taking place in my lap.
"Yeah. A huge problem. I've had many angel sightings in hell and the death rate in some of my safest rings are so high, their higher than cannibal town." I explain. "The contract of the exterminations was broken, angel exterminations should not be stepping foot in hell by means of harming my people."
"Lute." Sera looks at her.
"Don't look at me I didn't fucking do it!"
"Who else would!" Emily adds.
"Lute, I understand with adams death you want revenge.."
"Sera. I'm so fucking serious. It wasn't me!"
"Adams alive." I say.
Everything gets silent.
Like really silent.
"He wasn't killed with an angelic weapon, but when he regenerated, he spawned in hell. He is now a sinner. He's been at the hotel trying to be redeemed."
"He's been there?" Lute asks, her voice quiet. I can tell it's been hurting her.
"Yeah."
"The angels weren't of my doing. I swear on the lord himself."
..
"Then who could have done it."
"But..I may have taken part in something worse."