4- Azrael

Lucifer carefully closed the door behind as he walked out of the room. Xanton was leaning against the wall next to the door waiting for him while playing a game on her portable gaming device.

"She just took a nap for two days and you put her back to sleep. Seriously?" Xanton remarked in her usual sarcastic way.

"It takes time for me to adjust to a human body and she can get really needy." Lucifer said, stretching his neck sideways. The wounds on his body were healed now but the blood was still dry on his skin. "Yaseen has a meeting in New York tonight. I have to leave in an hour."

"Your bath is ready, I've put out an outfit for you to wear, a helicopter will be here to pick you up soon enough."

"What about the inferno sisters?" He asked, walking towards the bathroom as Xanton followed behind.

"They left right after summoning you in Yaseen's body…but.." she paused thinking if she should say further or not.

"But?" Lucifer asks, noticing the hesitance in her tone.

"They told me about the recent council meeting." She said and Lucifer stopped in his tracks, he turned to her.

"What about it?" He asked, keeping the same expressionlessness consistent on his face.

"They told me Alciel has some problem with leaving me in between humans." Xanton said and Lucifer shook his head slightly.

"Are you actually worried about what Alciel thinks or says?" A smirk appeared across his lips as he looked down at her with his beaming blood red eyes.

"I'm not but Alciel does have an influence on hell." Xanton said with a tinge of concern swimming in her blue ocean-like eyes.

"Alciel has an influence? Have you forgotten who's the ruler of hell?" Lucifer said, raising his eyebrow on her.

"I'm not trying to undermine your status, Lucifer. But Xaphan told me about the rumors about what Alciel's been planning?"

"The rebellion? You think just because he's gathering a few weaklings he can overthrow me?"

"I-" Xanton took a deep sigh and paused.

"Xanton, nothing is going to happen to you. Firstly, Alciel is not going to win against me no matter what he does. Secondly, if he does that, which is impossible, I'll make sure you and Xaphan are safe." Lucifer said and Xanton gave him a small smile nodding her head slightly.

" I have to get rid of this blood and get ready now. We'll talk about this in detail later on." Lucifer said and she nodded her slightly.

Normally a devil would have demons from their own lineage since the demons were born from the devil's essence mixed with hell itself. But Xanton and Xaphan, the twin demons, were different from other demons since they were the original demons created by God himself and they were the only survivors from Lucifer's big rebellion. They were the only ones who were able to escape and follow Lucifer to hell.

Lucifer had never claimed them or put a mark on them because that would make them his slaves with no free will. Since the main goal behind Lucifer's rebellion was free will for celestials, he could never bring himself to take that away from them. But due to this Xanton and Xaphan didn't really belong to hell, they were still creatures of heaven and even though they were as much as strong as a devil, they were still looked down upon by other demons. That was one of the reasons why Lucifer kept them on Earth and in between humans.

Lucifer slightly patted her on the shoulder and left. He walked towards the pinewood door to the bathroom and entered.

The bathroom was a spacious one, decorated with plants and fake grass rugs. The wall behind the sink was given a texture of oak wood in dark brown making it stand out the most with the mirror in the center. The sink was of modern sort with grey textured cabinets underneath and black tiled top along with a white sink. Two transparent plastic slabs were inserted in the wall on top of each other forming a small shelf to keep beauty products on. There was a huge window with privacy glass which gave a beautiful view of the forest on the island, in front of that window there were pots decorated with spider plants, orchids and aloe vera plants along with some wines falling on the window to increase the aesthetic appeal of the scene. The bath resembled a small swimming pool decorated with golden textured tiles from the inside, the edges were decorated with plain black tiles.

Taking off the torned pants and underwear from his body he looked at the full length mirror placed beside the door. His hand reached out to the mirror as he stood there for some time looking at himself.

It had been some time since he was summoned into Yaseen's body, he had almost forgotten how the male body looked or what it felt like to have a human male body. He observed himself in the mirror.

Yaseen had built his body up over centuries, his muscles perfectly bulging out, with the perfect contours at his biceps, triceps, his abs and even his calves. Although he worked hard to keep his beauty but he got quite lucky when he was gifted by God too with his perfectly shaped face with sharp features, his perfect height of six feet four inches, his lean body, shoulders wide, he was also generously given the perfect length and width to make love, and he definitely didn't lack in the talents of pleasuring a woman.

Yaseen could have been the perfect human being in regards to his beauty but was never by his heart, the cruel acts that he had done while being a general for the Ottoman empire had been how he got entangled with Lucifer.

As for Lucifer, it was dreadful to live in a human's body, not only did it weaken his powers, it also created desires, needs and emotions that a normal human body needed. It always was a chore to keep himself in control while being in a human body.

We have a meeting to get to if you're done admiring my beauty.

The thing he hated the most while being in Yaseen's body was he was completely vulnerable to him, not only Lucifer could read his mind, Yaseen could also get into his head. It was like they were looking at each other completely transparent, knowing each other like no one else could. Lucifer could take over Yaseen's body completely and merge with his body to make his own like all the other six devils had done but the thought of merging with a human disgusted him. He only needed a human shell to walk on Earth since he couldn't exist in between humans in his actual form.

Lucifer sighed as he moved to the bath and stepped in, the water's temperature was perfect, it soothed his muscles as soon as he entered it. The blood from his body started to gradually mix in with the soap water turning it into a peachy shade of red.

Are you going to tell Xanton? Yaseen asked, being almost careful, trying not to piss off the Devil.

No, I don't want her to feel intimidated by Fiona's existence.

That makes sense. It's not everyday you get to see a creature as intriguing as Fiona.

A sly smile made its way on his blood red lips curving them up, he looked at the ceiling.

"It's not everyday, you get to take a creature like her to hell either." He said in a slight whisper as his eyes glowed with beaming red.

_

Lucifer stood in front of a full length mirror inside Yaseen's closet as he was buttoning up a baby blue shit. His hair was perfectly done, slick back neatly. His naturally tanned skin complimented the red in his eyes.

"Here." Xanton said as she put on his cufflinks. Then she went to the glass casing table in the middle of the closet, pulling out a navy blue tie matching his pants and jacket. She tied it around his neck carefully.

"Have you found Azrael yet?" Lucifer asked as he folded the collar down.

"Well, I know his identity now so it won't be that hard to track him." She replied, spraying Tom Ford Noir carefully near his neck and on his torso.

"And what is his identity?" He asked as she helped him put on the jacket.

"Roy Conorov. A simple friendly neighbourhood guy with a small shop near Fiona's residency. He seemed quite harmless. I'll admit that." She said buttoning his navy blue jacket. "But he literally served himself on a platter to me by cursing a scarf and giving it to her." She moved to the shoe cabinet and chose caramel brown loafers.

She handed him a black pair of below ankle socks as he sat on the nearby ottoman. Pulling up the socks, he put on the shoes with a shoehorn.

"Stop looking for him and keep an eye on Fiona." Lucifer said standing up moving to the mirror.

"Why?"

"He'll come for Fiona." He said, taking a last look in the mirror.

"How do you know that?" She asked picking out a pair of TAG Heuer dark tinted shades from the cased glass table.

"He loves playing with you." He said, taking the shades from her. "He gave a hint to you about his identity, didn't even stop you from taking Fiona, everything seems quite easy especially when she was put under The Angel of Death's supervision, don't you think that's weird." He said, hanging the shades in his breast pocket.

"He wants to slip her away under my nose." Lucifer smiled at her when she finally got his point.

"He wants you to feel defeated."

"He always does that." she slightly muttered, taking the shades out of his pocket.

"Well it's always playing games with you two. You never told me, why is that? " He said as Xanton opened the shades and put it on his face.

"These are to wear." She said, stepping away. "..and that's in between me and him." She said as he slightly nodded his head.

"You can handle him?" Lucifer asked, looking at her through the tinted glass of shades.

"Oh, I'm gonna make him cry." A sly smile curved her lips as her blue marble like eyes gleamed with excitement.

Lucifer nodded with a little smile on his face, "I don't expect anything less." saying that they both walked out.

_

Fiona was lying in her bed staring blankly at the ceiling. Her breathing was soft and rhythmic, she was still dressed in the bloodied dress, blood was dried on her face, her arms and stuck in her silky blonde hair.

She sat up and her eyes roamed around in the room, she could hear the waves crashing against the walls and overlapping each other. Feeling the soft sheets under her hands, she focused on it.

Her mind was blank, there weren't any thoughts or complications in it, just the tranquility and silence.

"Fiona, what are you doing?" She heard as she looked up to see the french door open and Roy standing against the doorway.

"What are you doing here, Roy?" She asked as she crawled to the edge which was near to Roy and got out of the bed. She walked to him, looking at him like a confused kitten.

"I'm here to save you." He said and she giggled lightly.

"I'm safe. He's here now." She replied and he shook his head as he reached out and held on to her shoulders, looking right into her eyes, his abyss colored eyes were now glowing with orange specks similar to fire.

"Break free." He said, looking directly into her honey eyes.

Tears fell down her cheeks as she looked up at him.

"He's the devil." Her voice was low. "Why is he back? Something's always wrong when he's here."

"It's not safe for you here." He said in a soft voice.

"Neither for you." Roy felt soft lips slightly grazing against the edge of his ear as the words left her mouth.

Roy let out a little sigh as he looked down, his lips carrying a small soft smile, "Xanton." He almost whispered.

"Azrael." She said mockingly before wrapping her leg around his pushing outward in an attempt to make him fall on the floor, the attempt didn't fail but he held onto Xanton making the both of them fall down with her on top of him.

Azrael laughed softly," I thought I would take you on a little date before we reach this step." He said as Xanton looked down at him with her long black hair falling onto his chest, she smiled.

"Laugh all you want, baby, because I'll make sure this is the last time you do that." A sly smile curving her lips up.

"Are you sure about that? Because Lucifer will definitely flip out if you have me and not her." He said with his eyes gesturing towards the french doors.

Xanton turned her head to see Fiona standing at the edge of the concrete rails in the balcony.

"Shit." She cursed under her breath as she looked at Azrael's grinning face then she looked at Fiona. Groaning in frustration she slightly jerked his body and got up rushing into the balcony. She called Fiona's name but it was too late.

Fiona had stepped forward.