✔His Diabolic Angel

Killing the Mother

I looked over at Lucifer to see him smiling. "You see, Angel, even I agree that sacrificing your children without asking them first is downright cruel. Besides, they were starting to get annoying. Ever heard of the Deadly Seven Sculptors? They were big in the late sixteen hundred's?" I shook my head 'no'. "Well, they were a couple who would kill people and pose them committing one of the seven deadly sins. They were never caught until I met up with them that night." Lucifer smiled at the memory. "Ah, what fun that was."

"So, where are they?" I asked.

"They're around here somewhere," he said. I noticed something that briefly flashed in his eyes. It was evil, and that scared me.

Shaking my head, I thanked Leven for taking the time to talk to me. Once Leven left the room, I turned to Lucifer. "What was so important that you needed to see me?"

Lucifer smiled and grabbed my hand. "Follow me."

"You're not going to take me to the top of a building again, are you?" I joked. The last time I followed Lucifer was to the top of the building where I almost died for like the fourth time.

"No, just follow me. You'll like it I promise." He smiled, which made me smile because it was a real genuine smile. He winked at me, which caused my heard to skip a beat.

Calm down, Raven. It was just a wink. Nothing more. I took deep breaths to calm my thoughts down.

Lucifer led me to a room that I have never seen before. "Where are we?" I asked when he unlocked the door.

Throwing the door open, he answered, "Welcome to the ballroom."

I smiled as I looked around the room. The ceiling was probably twenty feet high. There were twelve columns around the room. The room was painted a beautiful aquamarine color and the floors were a light grey with sparkles in them. "Is this granite under our feet?"

Lucifer smiled and nodded. "Yes, it is. Don't ask how much it cost because I won't tell you. Just know that when we have our ball, that'll introduce you to the demons and souls of the underworld, you will be the most ravishing creature down here."

I smiled at his comment. Should I be offended that he called me a creature?

"So, Mr. DeVil, what are we doing here?" I asked.

"Well, Miss Hunter, we are here to teach you to dance. I have decided that the ball will be in four days. That's four days we have to get you ball material ready."

"But, why do we need a ball? Why can't we just have like a Meet and Greet thing?"

Lucifer laughed, directing me out of the ballroom. "The last time I held a Meet and Greet was when Hell got a huge shipment of souls-over one thousand- sent here for a permanent living lifestyle. Let's just say that only about twelve of those souls didn't get fed on. So, yeah, if you want a Meet and Greet, I'd be more than happy to set it up. I can't guarantee that you won't be mistaken as a soul though."

"What the heck do you mean fed on?"

Lucifer gave me one of that ' are-you-flipping-stupid?' looks. "Even though demons don't really need to eat, they still enjoy the hunt. You know? They're down here for a reason and they-"

"How do you become a demon?" I asked.

"I'm glad that you are being serious about the whole thing."

"Well, since I am living down here, I guess I need to be prepared for anything that is thrown my way."

"True, true. This is going to blow your mind. A lot of demons are born. It all happens when male down here goes up to earth and they have sex with a human. The thing about being born a demon: the mother does not live through the childbirth. The demon child is normally inside the mother's womb for at least an entire year.