Killing For Fun

A week has passed.

Lucifer has barely returned, or if he does he avoids me.

Belial has barely looked at me, or spoken. He has gone back to the cold, distant pig as before. I have listened to the number of bodies Lucifer has left at his feet. The number continues to grow and I want to try to help but how do I?

I step outside and see Evan, he seems to be updating Belial on Lucifer's situation,

"Evan."

He turns hearing me.

"Yes, Miss?"

"Lucifer, where was the last known location?"

His eyes glance to the end of the hall where Belial no doubt is.

"You answer to Lucifer, not Belial, and I am sure if I tell him you refused to tell me, he won't be happy, even if he hates me." I wait, watching as he nods.

"Equisitique, he is there now." He turns and rushes off. I know the club. Getting changed I leave, ensuring Belial doesn't see. I make my way to the club, walking in I look around, seeing the guy in the corner.

"Tall man, likely threw thousands at you for the night, for as many