Clueless

Chapter Five: The Angel Of Free Will

"Lucifer Morningstar, pleased to make your acquaintance." The tall, British man holds out his hand, expecting it to be shaken.
"Caroline Underhill. Likewise." I shake his hand. Firm grip.
"What're you doing in the City of Angels?" He asks.
"Long story." I say, mostly dismissive.
"Well, I've got time." He leans back against his car. I do the same to my own car.
"Well..." I'm not quite sure how to explain it, so I decide vague honesty is best. "Back in Purgatory, Oregon, I was treated as an outcast by most of the town. My house was vandalized every other day. Eventually, it got to the point where I was being attacked where I lived. My house was bombed. My workplace was burnt and bombed. Lt. Paige O'Brian put me under protective custody, and the day after, I was kidnapped."
"Sounds like you came here to escape your troubles." He's spot on. "There's a problem with that plan, though. Las Angeles is the City of Angels, not the City of Escape. I came here to escape my Father. To escape Hell. It followed me. My brother, Amenadiel, though helpful at times, reminds me of how my Father controls the universe. Maze, though helpful at times, reminds me of Hell, that I don't want to return to. My only consolation in this world of misery, is drugs, drinks, and a certain girl. The problem is, this certain girl, doesn't want me back. So I've decided to just stop trying to make life work. I've decided that I'm going to just spend my time in my penthouse, devouring ice-cream and watching reruns of Seinfeld."
"Then why are you here?" I ask.
"Ran out of ice-cream." He says. I chuckle.
"Hey, Lucifer." I say, hesitant but too far in to back out now. "If I tell you a secret, will you tell me one?"
"Sure..." Lucifer raises an eyebrow at me.
"I can see the spirits of the dead." I say.
"I really am Lucifer Morningstar." He says.
"You're the devil?" I ask. "Then who's this Aaanexa Fossil I've been hearing about?"
"Well, that's God. Aaanexa is his real name. The Fossil is his material form." Lucifer smiles.
"Huh." I say. "Ever wonder why he granted the Shedahe their curse of a blessing?"
"Something about it being crucial to the desired future." He dismisses the question.
"Ever wonder why he had us work toward this future for him when he could just pop it into existence?" I'm going to get answers.
"He just likes playing with his favorite toy." Lucifer shoots these questions down quick.
"How about creating sin? If he wanted a perfect world, why make sin?"
"He didn't create sin. I did." Lucifer gets kinda defensive at this.
"Really? Then you made carnivores?" I joke around.
"No..." He's down, now for the kill.
"The world was built the way it was because of sin. The world would have been so much more... good, if sin would never had been made." Kill awaiting confirmation.
"Sin is the true expression of desire. Acting upon desire is the true expression of free will." Kill denied.
"So you're the Angel of Free Will?" I ask.
"I guess." He seems like he's having a Archimedes moment.
"And sin isn't inherently bad." I guess I am too.
"I guess."
"So why Hell?"
"I guess He just wants to take the Free Will of us all in the worst way possible. Devotion of everything to Him." Lucifer is smart.
"Well I guess a 'FUCK YOU' is in order." I flip off the sky.