Devil's Dynasty: A Lucifer & Alastor Tale

Part Four: Pentagram City

        He was desperate. Though he had known him for only a day or so, he knew it was foolish that man had been his love reincarnated, and parting on such terms didn't sit well with the Devil. Oh no, Lucifer had to do something. While he didn't keep contact with Heaven after all these years, there was one who kept coming around, and much to his frustrations, he rather liked his brother's visits. 

"Well, well, this is a first Luci~  Calling me here yourself, why if I didn't know any better I'd say you missed me?"  Azrael, the Angel of Death appeared before the Devil in his workshop, Death had the power to traverse any realm within the Universe, because of this, he came and went from Hell.  The two brothers stared at one another before Lucifer came to stand before the taller Angel, the look he gave had Azrael tensing,

"You remember the angel who fell with me, Alastor, yes?  Tell me why or how he can be reincarnated as a human after all this time?"

"Oh?  Well now, that is a surprise.  Well, I'll be frank I came across his Soul a few centuries back and thought it curious but at Leo's suggestion we tossed him in the tunnel of reincarnation.  It is odd for an Angel to have a soul to begin with but well... what is it you need of me, brother?"  Lucifer sighed before running a hand through his hair, it was confusing to hear that Alastor had a soul but suppose there wasn't anything to do about that,

"I... I have a request for Death."  Azrael heard his brother's wish and went wide-eyed to laugh at the foolish task,

"You must be joking?  Seriously, you want me to... hah that is a good one, dear brother!"

"I'm not laughing, Azrael, you owe me this after what you all did-"

"I wasn't the one who killed him!"  Azreal snapped,

"NO!  But, you all followed Michael and he killed him in cold blood, you all knew how I felt about him and you're all lucky I didn't take down the Heavens on the day I lost him!"  Lucifer transformed to show off the demonic features he gained upon his Fall, Azrael frowned as he recalled the events leading up to his brother's new occupation as the King of Hell.  The pain he went through after everything that happened, no Azrael didn't blame Lucifer for unleashing Evil onto the world because he knew the truth.  Lucifer didn't mean for things to end up this way but here they were,

"Very well, Luci, I will do this for you but I don't know what will become of it.  Your love for him, the man you once loved is no more... this new person isn't the same, you cannot put them together like this."

"I will handle it on my end, Azzy, I know it's selfish but I can't let him go... not again."  Lucifer covered his face as tears began streaming down while he sobbed, Azrael came closer to hold his brother.  Having been there beside the Devil for centuries, watching his life turn to shit over and over again, this was the least he could do for him.

        The next few years were not kind to Alastor after losing the one thing he cared for in his life, his Mother's death took its toll but somehow he managed to keep up the farce of a dapper fellow working the radio station.  Soon the Great Depression began, and many folks lost their livelihoods, reporting each day the details of the economy failing and the devastation it brought to the states was only able to entertain for a while.  Without food, some turned to unsavory practices of cannibalism, the crime rate was at an all-time high, and people did all they could to survive in these trying times.

The gangs that were left in the city tried hunting Alastor down at times but with his newfound powers after killing Tunde, the Radio Host began collecting souls in his attempts to gain power to survive the dark times coming to their world.  Still, his mind kept going to the Demon he had summoned, to the one called Lou and how he blamed him for what happened to his Mother.  Deep down, he knew it wasn't but the time spent together as short as it was there had been something there, something he had never felt with anyone before, and bringing questions that would never get answered.  Until the day he dies...