Hello, My Name Is Lucifer (Book III)

Chapter 4 - Run, Demon, Run!

I was sitting on a leathern bar stool at the counter of a diner down the street. The waitress had just poured me a boiling hot cup of coffee while I still took my time to look through the menu. When I put it down I waved over the woman who was walking around and pouring everyone coffee. I ordered some toast with bacon and an egg.

I already gave up on this town but I wanted to eat something before I leave because my wife and I had the ritual to eat breakfast in every new town we were and I wasn't able to give up on this already. So I sat there in silence and listened to the classic music blasting out of the speakers while eating breakfast all by myself.

My plate was almost empty when I heard a muffled voice behind me "That's impossible."

I turned around and saw a figure rushing out of the diner. Quickly I put the money for the breakfast on the table able followed the person outside. Outside I looked around for a moment and saw him walking around the corner without looking if I was following him. I teleported myself there so I was standing in front of the person and he immediately stopped and stumbled backwards.

I found what I was looking for - the man was possessed by a demon. He was a bit smaller than me and at least 50-years-old. Some of the man's hair was white and he wore a full beard, which should probably distract from his double chin.

"I did not do anything wrong. Leave me alone." The demon exclaimed nervous.

"I don't care what you did to anyone else. I'm not here to kill you. I just want information." I tried to calm him down. I was sure he knew exactly who I am and he knew what happened to my wife, otherwise he wouldn't have been so nervous.

The man looked at me and after a bit the tension vanished off his body and he replied "You won't do something to me?"

"I won't."

"Good." He sighed and put his hands on his hips "What do you want, Lucifer?"

"I want to know why my wife was killed." I said sternly and put my hands together behind my back while standing up straight.

The demon looked at me for a few seconds without saying a word. Then he crossed his arms in front of his chest and smirked "And you think I know that?"

"Yes. You wouldn't have sprinted away like and Olympic runner if you wouldn't know." I replied with the same arrogant smirk on my face as he had. "So if you don't want me to lose this nice attitude towards you then you better talk, now."

"Fine." He raised his hands in defense and told me all "Your brother Gabriel came to visit us in hell a few days ago because he wanted to talk with Amnael about a deal. As far as I know the deal says that we help him with any plan and therefore he is going to bring us a lot of fallen angels."

I raised an eyebrow in confusing "Why would you care about fallen angels now and what does this have to do with Dea?"

"Shut up and listen, will you?" The demon groaned. After I nodded my head in agreement he continued to talk "We care about this now because earlier we thought it wouldn't be worth to catch maybe one or two angels, because we thought there wouldn't be a lot of you to fall, but Gabriel wants to make almost all of them fall. He's up to start the apocalypse."

Every cell of my brain seemed to activate and think about this new information. The apocalypse.
It wasn't complicated to make it happen but it wouldn't be good at all. Even worse than us having a free will.

Now, with our free will, a few still cared about human beings and did their jobs. The most important angels never even made a break but the rest just had fun watching the humans massacre each other. The fall of my siblings would mean that nobody would look after them anymore. It would go downhill for all of us.

Actually I didn't want to care about my brothers and sisters anymore, but I'd still care about humans. If not for my family then for the ones I love, for those who accept me and love me too, for my new family.

Without a warning the demon snapped me out of thinking and by repeating something he said while I had drifted off "I have no clue why Gabriel told us to murder your wife. Maybe he doesn't like you. He didn't tell us, only that we should kill her and tell you it was his fault."

So the only way to find out why she had to die was to confront Gabriel. "Thank you." I told the demon before I turned around and walked away.

Slowly I returned to the hotel and to my room. Inside I sat down on a chair and took a moment to think.
The only way I could explain to myself why Gabriel sent the demons to kill Dea was that he still was angry at me and found out that I never went to hell. Ever since he started pushing me away he slowly became more and more irrational with every passing day.

The only thing which was much more important than worrying about this - the question on how I should stop Gabriel from causing the apocalypse. I would never be able to stop him and the demons on my own - let alone I would never be able to kill my own brother, but maybe saving the rest of my family would mean I'd have to make sacrifices.
I would need to find another way than killing him to stop him. A more peaceful way.