Lucifer was sitting on his throne, made from the bones of the damned. He was in an all black robes, his hair was ruffled, his skin pale as snow, his eyes pure black. A soldier busted in, resting in his arms was an infant bundled in the man's cloak. Lucifer stood silently and walked towards the other man, eyes set intensely on the baby. He moved like a shadow, and was standing before the iron clad man in a matter of seconds.
"The mother?" Lucifer murmured
"She was dead when I got there my lord, the child was crying in the middle of the forest" The soldier said emotionlessly. Lucifer was looking at the baby intensely, suddenly, gently, he took the child into his arms.
"Send word to my father, tell him I have a daughter, and her name is Cala. Like her mother's favorite flowers"
With a new name and new life, Nathan must learn to fit in at an Academy of the Feral Investigation Bureau, or risk being sent back to prison.
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Escaping prison was only the beginning for inmate C41. Now on the run and going by Nathan, he's enrolled in an American Academy for training agents and joins the Feral Investigation Bureau, charged with hunting down criminals and sending them to the same place he just escaped. But after learning how blurred the distinction is between feral and non-feral, Nathan is forced to flee with his sister and his boyfriend, only to discover their safe house hides a secret that might cost Nathan his freedom.
Content and/or Trigger Warning: sex and violence. [Note: failed suicide attempt]
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