RUN IN WITH THE WIDOW

Training room, Starfold building.

A figure in a black GI exchanged blows with an old man in ordinary clothes, both clashing their staffs in complex and precise manners.

*Swish*Swish*Clang*

The last exchange and both skid away.

"Let's stop" Said the old man.

"Ok, master Stick" Said Lucifer as he handed took two towels from a nearby rack, handing one to the old man.

"You have gotten better, your movements more fluid, as though you have been… practicing." Stick says, almost in an inquiring tone.

"Yes, I have…had some good training buddies" Says Lucifer in a cheery tone.

"Well, as long as you are ok" Stick withdraws, not saying more on the subject.

"I will master" Sound Lucifer's serious voice.

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Late at night, in a desolate street of hell's kitchen.

A young woman was desperately grappling her purse, as a would be assailant struggled with her, for renewed ownership of said purse and its content.

"Let go bitch" Said the desperate man as he smashed his fist on the woman's face.

"No! HELP! HELP!" She screamed, while stealthily gazing around.

*Twirl*

Suddenly a bang is heard, as a thick rope appears and coils around the assailant's feet, tripping him and yanking him into the air.

"Good evening, I hope you are okay. Call the police and have him arrested" A robotic voice is heard from above.

Turning her head, the woman goes a bit wide eyed, but she rapidly returns to a calm and collected visage.

Above her was Lucifer, observing her from a roof top, clad in his cloak and hid by shadows, a black scythe hung on his back.

Turning away, Lucifer was about to resume his patrol, but mas stopped by a scream.

"Wait!" The woman screamed.

Gazing back Lucifer is astounded, as at the place where the woman previously lay, now stood a sexy woman, in a skin tight black leather suit, with long flowing red hair and mind blowing figure, her greatest asset, was that small willowy waist, which you could wrap around with just an arm.

"I need to talk to you!" Says the woman as she shoot a grappling hook over to the building Lucifer stands on.

'So they've come' Lucifer thinks as he walks away and jumps from building to building.

"Always have to do it the hard way" Says the woman while giving chase.

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Abandoned warehouse, near the docks, rooftop

A figure can be seen standing, gazing at the moon reflected in the water, as his two meter frame stood shrouded by the cloak on his shoulders.

"So you have finally stopped running?" A sultry voice comes from behind, letting her presence be known to the cloaked figure.

"Who's running beauty? I just thought that after all that effort you put into our date, the least I could do is take you to a nice place" Lucifer teases.

"Oh so sweet, darling. You really know how to please a girl" teasing back she walks and stands beside him, with a meter of distance in between.

Staring a bit into the distance, they both descended to silence.

"Now may I know to what I owe the strange pleasure, miss…" Breaking the silence first, Lucifer questions, as though unaware of the gorgeous woman's true identity.

"Miss Matthers, Laura Matthers" She replies.

"Oh, then it is a pleasure miss Matthers. So to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"All, work and no play, and I was just enjoying our moment" She coyly responds.

"Maybe another time miss Matthers, I promise you, you may yet enjoy it" Furrowing his brows, Lucifer nonetheless replies in proper gentleman fashion.

Noticing the hint, Laura proceeds to the serious talk "Four months ago, the organization I work for started getting reports on mysterious homicides to many of hell kitchens most notorious criminals, the lowest of the low, the biggest scum of the heap…" She pauses while staring at Lucifer.

"Then a couple of weeks later police arrest skyrocketed, catching lots of thieves and diverse minor time criminals, thanks to the reports of their victims and the help of a supposed guardian angel, a knight in black, that would swoop in and eradicate the worst and incapacitate the average"

Not pausing Laura proceeds to weave her tail "We were made aware that this guardian's intent was to protect the people and destroy the criminals. Reports said he was endowed with highly sophisticated gadgets, training and had a long, thick… scythe, which he used to decapitate diverse gang leaders, rapists and murderers, striking fear in the minds of those who thought to do crime…"

"That was you, wasn't it Samael" She finally states while keeping her gaze locked on Lucifer's figure.

"So what is you have come here to say miss Matthers?" Questions Lucifer, without ever looking her way.

"We would like to extend you an invitation, your work is admirable, but we feel it would be more suited in a bigger playing field, rather than this small scale operations you have conducted" Says Laura while extending her hand.

"I'm afraid I have to refuse such invitation at the present moment miss Matthers, there are limited things as important as the work I conduct, I don't have the time to play under others rules" He says while turning and walking away.

"Then I'm afraid I will have to use force Samael" She states while reaching for her guns, as she takes on a fighting posture.

"I'm afraid I also don't have time for that miss Mathews, I hope you excuse me declining this dance, we may yet have the opportunity to do so latter" Lucifer flirts as he throws a flash grenade over his shoulder without turning back.

Covering her eyes, Laura is temporarily blinded, a second latter she hastily charges forward, yet as she opens her eyes she is startled by the realization that she stands alone, his figure could not be seen anywhere in the distance, gone as though a ghost.

Yet as she looks closely it turns out not entirely true, for at the edge of the building a black and red rose lay, with a note that read "For the fascinating talk and the dance we missed" and as she read it a smile couldn't help but form on her pink lips.

Sadly her moment is interrupted as a voice is then heard in her com that snaps her out of her reverie

"Widow, Widow come in, come in Widow, have you acquired target?" A male voice shout in her ear.

Placing her finger on her ear, the woman know as Black Widow regains her composure and says "Negative target has fled"

"Can you reacquire?" The same male voice questions

"Negative, there is no sign of him" Widow states

"What about the tracker?" The voice asks

"Heading northeast, at stable speed"

"Copy"

"Widow out" She says while staring at the flower in her hands.

"Let's see how you run away from our dance this time" She smirks, as she shoots her grappling hook to a nearby building.

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At the same time in the wall under the ledge.

"Maybe next time love, today I didn't bring my dancing shoes" Lucifer gloats as he once more becomes visible, while he sits on the wall, Spiderman style.

"Sir, the electromagnets on the suit have proven effective once more, with no considerable power depletion. The tracker has been sent out as you have requested. Once more, congratulations sir, you have fooled an international spying agency" The faithful AI's voice reports

"Thank you M.I.N.E.R.V.A, say… do you think you will forgive me for the prank I pulled on her?" Lucifer mischievously questions.

"Not likely sir" The AI responds in a serious manner all woman poses.

A bit astounded at the AI's serious response, Lucifer can only awkwardly scratch his helmet and say to himself

"Oh well… Let's just go home"