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“Thank you, Los Angeles! Goodnight!” Lucifer shouted over the deafening applause as the curtains closed on the stage.
Lucifer Morningstar is the co-lead singer and keyboardist for the up-and-coming rock band The Hellions, owner of the popular night club Lux, and he also happens to be the actual devil.
Lucifer came to earth roughly five years ago when he got bored of running hell and decided that he needed a much-deserved vacation. Shortly after arriving, he started trading favors with the right people until he had enough money saved up to buy a building that he soon converted into a nightclub. He dubbed it Lux and for four years, he was largely satisfied running Lux. He had access to all the alcohol he could drink, he could sleep with whomever he desired and he got to play the piano and sing whenever he wanted.
Becoming fabulously wealthy from Lux’s booming business was an added bonus but Lucifer was never in it for the money and would often let people into the club even if they could afford the cover charge. After four years of running Lux and partaking in every desire that LA had to offer, Lucifer began to get bored of doing the same thing every night and decided that he wanted to do more. He realized that the one thing he enjoyed doing above all else was playing the piano and singing so he decided to start a band so he could do just that.
When he was singing at Lux, Lucifer would often be accompanied by waitresses if the song called for a duet and the one waitress that would accompany him more frequently than any other was Delilah. Delilah was just a human but she had the voice of an angel and Lucifer knew that she was wasting her potential by serving drinks to club goers so when he decided to start a band, she was the first person he went to. She immediately agreed to join him and one day, while they were discussing the band at Lux, the bartender Patrick overheard them and mentioned that he knows how to play the drums and offered his services.
Lucifer and Delilah were delighted to have him join and thought that their band would be complete with Lucifer on the piano and keyboard, Delilah playing the electric guitar and singing, and Patrick on the drums but after a few months of practicing together, they realized that they sounded good together, but they if they wanted to sound great, they needed someone to play the bass. The three musicians put out an ad and interviewed a number of bass players before coming across Marla. Marla was a young bassist who was incredibly talented and had great natural chemistry with the rest of the band members so after a brief trial period, they decided to extend a formal invitation to Marla to play in their band full-time and she graciously accepted. Thus, ‘The Hellions’ was formed.
The band quickly took off as a result of Lucifer’s connections that allowed them to book gigs all over LA coupled with the band’s incredible natural talent and unique sound.
Not long after the band was formed, Lucifer figured out that he had taken on too many responsibilities between trying to run Lux at night, writing songs and practicing with the band, playing and booking gigs and trying to enjoy himself a little in what little free time he had. He realized that he needed help. Lucifer recruited Maze, his best friend and right-hand demon who had come with him from hell and his brother Amenadiel. Maze made sure that everything was running smoothly at Lux while he was away and Amenadiel managed the band.
Amenadiel was an archangel tasked with bringing Lucifer back to hell but after it became apparent that Lucifer wasn’t going to leave earth any time soon, he stopped trying to force him back and instead tried to keep an eye on his younger brother to make sure he didn’t get into too much trouble. When Lucifer sucked up his pride and asked Amenadiel manage the band’s schedule, Amenadiel agreed. Amenadiel would never admit it to Lucifer, but he rather enjoyed being the band’s manager. It gave him a purpose and kept him busy during the day. He also secretly liked spending time with his little brother and being a part of his life.
Amenadiel was particularly proud of the gig that he had booked for The Hellions tonight. It was one of their biggest concerts yet, playing in front of a packed house in downtown LA with thousands of people in the crowd. If Amenadiel could book a few more gigs of that size, The Hellions would soon be a household name.
As soon as the curtains closed, Amenadiel stepped out of the shadows from just off stage to congratulate the band on another successful show.
“Great job tonight, everyone. I think this was your best performance yet, I’m proud of you all.”
“We were awesome tonight, weren’t we?” Lucifer normally would’ve deflected such a compliment with sarcasm but tonight, he had to agree. The Hellions were starting to grow and tonight was a big step forward for them.
“Alright, don’t let it go to your head, Luci,” Amenadiel scolded, “don’t forget that I booked another gig for you guys tomorrow but for now, enjoy the rest of your night. You all earned it.” Having said his piece, Amenadiel left the band to pack up their instruments.
Lucifer turned to Delilah once Amenadiel was gone and lowered his voice so that she was the only one who could hear him. “Speaking of enjoying the rest of our night, why don’t you come by Lux tonight and we can get into some trouble together at my penthouse.”
His tone of voice made it absolutely clear what he was suggesting and when Delilah picked up on it, she grinned and nodded enthusiastically, doing her best to hide her excited giggles.
“I thought you’d never ask, it’s been a while since we’ve slept together. I was beginning to think you were losing interest.”
“In you, darling? Never. I’ve simply been busy with everything going on right now but tonight I’m all yours. Unless you want to bring a friend, of course.”
Lucifer had slept with every band member of The Hellions, even Patrick couldn’t resist Lucifer’s charms, but Delilah was his go-to girl when he needed a good lay. There were rumors swirling that there was something more going on between him and Delilah but it was purely physical between them. Lucifer is the devil, he’s not capable of feeling anything close to love, or at least he didn’t think he could.
Lucifer had never been in love before so he didn’t know what it felt like, exactly, but he thought that he would know if he were. No, Delilah and Lucifer were simply bandmates who enjoyed a roll in the hay every now and then and, if anything, sleeping together only helped their electric onstage chemistry. Lucifer and Delilah didn’t mind the rumors though, they helped record sales so they let people think what they want.
“Hmm, no friends tonight, Lucifer. I want you all to myself this time. What time should I come over?”
The other band members were still milling around, packing up their instruments and sound equipment. The band hadn’t made it big enough yet where they could afford to pay a crew to set up and take down their equipment so they had to do it themselves. Lucifer looked around and saw that Patrick and Marla still had a lot of equipment that needed to be packed up so he decided to be a responsible devil and hang back to help them. Normally, he would leave them high and dry and run off immediately to go fulfill his carnal desires but recently he and Amenadiel had gotten into a tiff over being a good band member so he agreed to start putting forth more effort into being a team player.
“I’ll tell you what, darling, why don’t you get a head start and scurry over to Lux while I finish up here. I’ll join you within the hour.”
Delilah had already packed up her guitar and didn’t have any other equipment to worry about so she agreed to go ahead and leave without him.
“Alright, I’ll see you soon, Lucifer. Don’t be late,” she said with a wink, sauntering out the door.
“Ohhh, don’t start without me, you little minx.”
“No promises,” she shouted back over her shoulder as she was leaving.
Lucifer stood there and smiled, shaking his head for a moment before focusing on the task at hand. He helped Patrick to break down his drum set and assisted Marla with her bass and amps. After their equipment was loaded into the van, Lucifer said goodbye to Marla and Patrick before checking the time. He saw that he had spent nearly 45 minutes helping his bandmates.
“Bollocks,” he cursed under his breath as he rushed over to his corvette, hopping in and turning the key to speed away from the venue towards Lux. When he arrived, he threw his keys to the valet and dashed into the building, nervously playing with his cufflinks. Lucifer scanned the crowd at the club for Delilah but didn’t see any sign of her. He walked up to the bar where Maze was pouring drinks and yelled over the music to get her attention.
“Have you seen Delilah tonight?”
“Well, hello to you too,” Maze answered, annoyed at his abruptness.
“Maze, answer the question. Have you seen her here or not?”
“No, I haven’t. She hasn’t been through here,” she finally answered, rolling her eyes at his impatience.
Lucifer frowned and wondered where Delilah was. He hoped that she hadn’t gotten bored of waiting for him and decided to find someone else to spend the night with. He had no idea where else she would be so he decided to call her, just to make sure that everything was okay. He listened to her phone ring five times before going to voicemail. Lucifer thought it was a little strange that Delilah wasn’t answering but if his theory was correct, that she had found someone else to have sex with, then it would make sense that she wasn’t near her phone. Slightly miffed, he decided not to let it get him down so he shook off the apparent rejection and put on a big smile before wandering onto the dance floor to find another lover for the night.
It took him no time at all to find someone else and soon enough, Delilah was out of his mind entirely. Lucifer took his new ‘friend’ named Allison, or maybe it was Angela, up to his bedroom and gave her the best night of her life.
Early the next morning, Lucifer was woken up by Maze shouting his name and pounding on the door to his bedroom. Lucifer looked around and noticed that it was very early in the morning since there was no light coming through his windows yet. When he hit his phone to check the time, he saw that it was 5:13 a.m.
Lucifer groggily rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and removed his bed partner’s arm from across his chest before getting out of bed to acknowledge Maze.
“Whatever it is Maze, it better be bloody important to wake me up at this hour,” he complained. Lucifer was irritated at first but after noticing the look on Maze’s face, he softened his tone.
“Maze, what’s wrong?”
“It’s Delilah.” Maze had a somber expression on her face that Lucifer had only seen before on a few dire occasions. “She’s dead. There’s a detective here from the LAPD that wants to ask you some questions. They just found Delilah’s body in the alley behind Lux. Lucifer, I’m sorry but it looks like she’s been murdered.”