Dirty Devil

King

Authors note: Please excuse any typos. I really don't know why I don't proof read? So like entirely my bad.

Maras p.o.v.

I bounced on my heals as the crowd seemed to thicken. It was 12:30 and there was no sign of Aiden or the boys. I looked up at Raven who had been on guard since Aiden left. Her eyes were constantly scanning the crowd for any threat or for any familiar faces. I nervously sighed and brought my hand to my mouth, chewing on my nails. As I glanced through the people, I could see Aiden's face pushing through groups of excited fans.

When she reached us, she stopped and put her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath.

"What happened at the meeting?" Raven asked as she offered her water bottle to Aiden. I went to protest knowing it was actually filled with vodka but Aiden was already bottoms up. Raven and I stared in shock and horror as she continued to chug, instead of blowing chunks.

"I met the King." She sighed out in a long rushed breath. She wiped her wrist across her mouth looking at the water bottle. "Was that vodka?"

"Yeah it was." Raven snatched the empty bottle back with a snarl.

"What do you mean The King?" I said furrowing my eyebrows.

"Lucifer. I met Lucifer." She spoke slowly. Before she could say anything else a small roar of cheering erupted from the crowd of 50 or so teenaged girls. I glanced at the stage, only to make eye contact with Michael Clifford. He was followed by the rest of the boys, all of them waving and smiling. Michaels greeting seemed to only extend to myself. I looked over at Aiden as she stared in absolute awe at the lead singer.

"It's him.." She croaked out, not able to break her eyes away from Luke. My eyes widened and moved to Raven, whose eyes had moved to the same man, jaw nearly hitting the ground.

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Aiden's p.o.v.

The only time I was able to rip my eyes away from Luke, was when his eyes finally met mine. I looked up at Raven who slowly rubbed her face.

"You're such a lie." Mara laughed it off turning back to the music, all I could do was shake my head.

"Mara it was him. An he called the meeting himself, just to meet me." I glanced back at the stage as the boys preformed, pretending that the lead singer wasn't the fucking king of hell. I cleared my throat. "And he promoted me to Knight Commander of the royal guard. Which nearly triples my armies."

"How.. I mean why.. like what is.. Aiden?" Raven struggled with her words, still obviously trying to make sense of the new information.

"As of right now he is an ally. In no way tied to the rebellion obviously. He only knows me as Abaddon though." I stuck my nose in the air, slightly offended. "Why he is touring the world as a teen pop star instead of dealing with this unnecessary war, I have no idea."

"So you're like dead serious?" Mara slowly looked back up at the boys.

"I solemnly swear, Marianne. That man on stage is King Lucifer." I spoke in a serious tone, throwing my arms over my chest, narrowing my eyes at the band. I felt Raven and Mara give me wary looks. I rarely swore upon our birth given names, but under special circumstances I caved. I shook them off and continued to watch the boys, thinking about the next move.

I looked around the hall, studying points of entry, faces of every person in sight. It was a small ball room, intimate but grand. The stage was placed in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by built body guards keeping the small crowd back from the stage. There were 3 visible points of entry. The entrance behind us, and two sets of double doors on either side of the room. There we 2 guards stationed at each entry.