LUCIFER ◆ N. Mikaelson

10 // Wings

Author's Note:

Hey, sorry for not posting for awhile. I took a break from writing this, I just couldn't feel that initial drive that I started out with. But I'm back, sort of. I'm working on some new ideas for the story line, and definitely won't leave this book until its finished. As Lucifer says, "You won't get rid of me that easy." Please leave me a comment if you are enjoying this book, and if there is anything you think I should change. Xx

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I feel movement in my stomach. Peering down to check, I notice that my stomach is growing. Shit, I guess a Nephilim Hybrid baby grows faster than a regular Nephilim. There haven't been many throughout history, but the ones I've heard of were all killed within days of being made. Didn't leave us much time to come up with a plan. For all I know I could have this baby tonight. Panic courses through my veins as I realise I have a baby inside me, and that I will have to give birth within the next day or so. I knew I was pregnant, but it finally hit me how serious this is. An actual being is growing inside me and all I can think of is the movie Alien vs Predator. Grabbing onto the armrest, I take deep breaths to try to calm down.

"Hey are you okay? Woah its growing already?" Rebekah glances at me with worry.

"I don't think I can do this," I shake my head, "What if I can't protect the baby? What if I fail as a mother?"

"Now is not the time for cold feet, you hear me?"

I nod my head with my eyes closed, trying to remain calm.

"I know you can do this. You're friggin Lucifer! And you're not alone, okay? I'll be here every second of the way, and I know Elijah and Niklaus will be too." Rebekah places her hand on mine.

I open my eyes and my breathing goes back to normal.

"Thank you," I smile slightly.

"Any time, Luci. You're my sister now." Rebekah chuckles.

My smile grows, "Sister. I would like that. All mine have thrown me out so," I laugh nervously.

"I would never do that, you're family now. Always and forever."

I place my hand on my ever-growing stomach. It slowed down, but I know the baby is still growing in there. It'll be here soon, but I feel better about my parenting skills. Rebekah's kind words soothe me.

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Unkown POV:

The heavens around me shake from booming Angels, arguing and taking sides. Most of them took Michael's side out of fear. It wasn't a secret how ruthless Michael could be when he wanted something. Some stuck up for Lucifer, knowing she would never hurt her brother. The ones that spoke however, were either cast out of Heaven along with Lucifer or killed. There weren't many to speak after the first Angel had died. If they hadn't already shut up they definitely did when they cut the first Angel's wings.

"It is not of Lucifer to do such a thing," Rahmiel's voice made the ground shake.

Rahmiel was an Angel of love and mercy. Not quite a Cupid, but not your usual Angel. She was loved by most, except the few that would mock her and call her naive. Michael was one of those few.

"Enough! You will not question it! Michael, take out your sword," Father commanded.

Rahmiel didn't back down. She didn't pay any mind to the other Angels beside her begging her to stop. Others looked away, knowing what would become of her.

"You care too much for her, sister." Michael's words came out like venom, along with his sword.

"You can't even say her name." Rahmiel held her stance, bringing her own Angel blade out to play.