[Lucifer]

I ran a hand through my hair as I looked through the file that identified the dead demon, found burned, eyes glassy white, with holy crosses embedded on his forehead, hands, and feet. He was an important figure in demon society, Gornath Zygon, a wrath demon that owned half of the southern border of the United Republic, and he was dead. The autopsy came back, and the results shocked me, Dastran, and  Gornath's wife, Cheryl.

He was purified. 

Meaning, that whatever killed him was a holy entity. Which was strange, since all divine beings are currently locked behind the gates of heaven. There hasn't been an angel sighting since we first emerged from hell. Which also meant that however killed the demon was already at the banquet.

A knock comes from my office door.

"Come in." I said, looking up.

Ollsor walks in with a steaming cup of my favorite hazelnut coffee and a small thing of vanilla creamer. He sets it down in front of me before then bows, before clearing his throat. "Umm....sir, Mrs. Zygon called, and she wants to meet you. She wants to discuss who's inheriting the land and funds."

Pouring the creamer in my coffee, I stir it until the creamer has evenly mixed with the coffee, before bringing it to my lips. I sigh, placing it back on the saucer and leaned back in my chair. "Okay....do we have anything planned tomorrow?"

The butler materializes a tablet and sets the appointment in my calendar. My phone beeps next to me.

Date:  Saturday, May 25, 2085

Hour: 12:30pm

Subject: Meeting with Mrs. Zygon

"Thank you Ollsor....You can retire for the night." I dismiss him going back over my files. I hear the open and close of the door and its silent in the office once again. Sipping more of my coffee, I read the other papers dealing with affairs that my father left for me. The topics ranged from land negotiations to human population, which is surprisingly stable, as well as the plans for the next charity banquet.

I'm taken out of my thoughts when my phone rings. Looking at the caller ID, I let out an annoyed sigh.

Its Dastran.

Clicking the green button, I answer.

"Hello?" I said, leaning back in my chair and gaze up at the ceiling.

"Luci, I got the camera footage from the hallway that night and you're not going to believe what I saw." Dastran replies from the other line.

I sit up straighter in my chair ready to hear the information that's been plaguing my mind for three days now. " So..." I drag, tapping my fingers impatiently on my desk. "Who is it?"

Dastran doesn't say anything and for a few minutes I thought he hung up, when he suddenly said. "I'll tell you when I get to your house."

I scoff, "Do you know what time it is? How come you can't just tell me?"

"Because Luci...." I could see him rolling his eyes. " It is better to see in person."

"Yeah, but-"

Beep......Beep......Beep...

He hung up

The bastard hung up on me

I let out another annoyed sigh, before picking up my now cold coffee.

All too soon, my doorbell rings.

Since I let Ollsor retired for the night, I answered it myself.

The greed demon smiles at me when I let him in, which I then regret immediately when I see him eye my new couch, new coffee table, and rug. Stirring him in the direction to my office I close the door behind him as we both settle in.

Sitting back down in my seat I gaze at, Dastran, waiting for him to reveal, what couldn't be said over the phone.

"Here," he hands me a hard drive. "Plug this into your computer and watch."

I do what he asks, then we both watch it together.

When where done I'm to stunned to speak.

" I know, that was my exact reaction when I watched for the first time on the security tapes." Dastran said, looking at the screen then back at me.

"Did anyone else see this?" I ask concerned. This footage couldn't get out. What I've just seen no other demon can have accuse too. This could be a major issue. It causes a panic. An uproar amongst the demon. for three centuries we've lived without the constant nagging of the Divine. And yet what I just watched play before me explains a lot on what happened to Gornath.

Dastran shakes his head. "No, just you and me only. So, what are you going to do?"

I run my hands across my face and let out a sigh. " Fuck Das, I don't know. Whoever they are there not human or fully. That was angel type shit.... They have wings Dastran....wings.... thank the seven sins they haven't fully developed yet, but when they do we have a serious problem on our hands."

My orange eyed friend eyes widen in realization.

"You don't mean......"

"I'm afraid I do."

We both look back at the computer screen rewatching the security in awe.