The criminal's alpha

Chapter 2

We had stopped at a motel a few hours later to sleep, you know the ones you wouldn't trust with anything but maybe a meth deal? Yeah, it was one of those shit holes. We pulled in and parked the truck in the back, and Jack summoned our dog, Jameson, he's a hell hound, to guard the truck. We got in our room and Johnny fell asleep instantly after falling on his bed, I grabbed a blanket and took off my jacket and used it, with a pillow case, as a pillow so that Jack could use the other bed, and after thirty, give or take, minutes he passed out too. I couldn't sleep, it was midnight so I stood up, took my jacket out of the pillow case, and threw it on before stepping outside for a walk, I locked the door and immediately felt a cold wind blow and make my face numb. I shifted forms so my entire body was ablaze, and I walked towards the truck to check on Jameson. When I got to the truck I saw that J was asleep with a dart in his ass, 'that can't be comfortable' I opened a portal to hell and carried him to our room and set him on my bed, when I stepped back out I saw a masked figure watching me from afar, most likely the hunter that knocked out Jameson.

"Utor vestri iter ad inferos, pungit!" I yelled at him, most hunters spoke Latin, and while some demons were either scared of the Latin language, or some shit like that, I wasn't, and for good reason, I couldn't be exorcized or banished from earth, hell, or if I wanted to go to heaven, heaven. The guy laughed and before I could do anything, vanished into thin air, 'the fuck?! what was that shit?!' I said, walking to where the hunter once stood, he really was gone, and I couldn't pick up on any kind of clue as to where he went. That did it, I got pissed off one too many times so I grabbed the closest thing to me, happened to be a light pole, and ripped it out of the ground, I found my target in the form of a biker gang, I saw them coming, but they didn't see me. I threw the pole at them with all my energy and in spinning it hit every single one of them, knocking there bikes to the ground but more importantly, killing or severely injuring all of them, I walked over to the truck and took out a jerry can full of gas, and used it to draw a pentagram, igniting the gas I muttered a small chant and waited for a couple minutes. The gas burned out and the bodies were charred to a crisp, and in the center of it all was my brother. 

"Lucifer."

"Jake, what's going on kid?"

"I need your help figuring something out, lets grab a couple beers and chat this out." I said and we walked a quarter mile down the road to a pub that we had passed on our way up here. He got a glass of Fireball Whiskey, and I got a beer, while we waited for our drinks I explained the situation, how Jameson got shot with a tranq, the bar fight and the offer of assistance from Alexandria, and how Jack was acting when she was in the bar. The bartender came back with two cans of Lucifer's Brew, my favorite beer, but no mortal knew about it so I was confused but when I looked up at the bartender I saw that he had a beard, big muscles on his arms, and his hoodie was covering horns, and I knew he wasn't mortal. He poured Lucifer some Fireball before leaving us be and I cracked open one of my beers and cheered with him before we both took a drink.

"Sounds like you found your mate." That made me spit out my drink, unfortunately I was looking at him...and it put out his hair. I laughed and he relit his hair, drying the beer and making himself smell like cherry.

"That-No way, that's impossible!" I said, and he was laughing like he enjoyed seeing his younger brother confused, it took him a bit to calm down enough for him to make a reply speaking actual words.

"One, it is possible and two, it's just a hunch, it could be that Jack was just being a poof around her, but it could also be that he knows something you don't. Maybe, just maybe, he knows that Alexandria is your other half."

"As much as I want that to be true, it ain't, I would feel it if she were my mate."

"How old are you, again?"