REMEMBER OUR 3 MISSIONS

~Later in the evening at Luciel's apartment~

Luciel was at the bar counter of his apartment, poring whisky into a glass cup when suddenly he sensed a familiar presence.

"And to what do I owe this visit at such hour of the day" He spoke without sparing a glance at the person. He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey.

"Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room.

"It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly.

Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the devil to rule over.

Lucifer has 7 kingdoms in the underworld which was ruled by him when he and his angels descended from heaven. He is going to give each one of his kingdom to his 6 sons and rule over the last one. Lucifer gave Lucas his first kingdom because he worked and earn it over his 800 years of being in existence.

He had dragged a large number of human creature to hell and captured countless souls for the devil. Lucifer's was proud of all of Lucas's achievements therefore he rewarded him with his first kingdom.

"Luciel, I don't have time to waste here" Lucas said with a rigid and blank face. "And I am sure you don't want to keep Father waiting" He continued then vanished before Luciel could even say a word.

"What could be this time" He gulped the remaining drink left then teleported himself to his father's last kingdom.

Lucifer was sitting majestically on a golden throne, wearing an all-black garment and a staff in his hands. He was well composed on the throne with no emotions in his eyes. He looked like a god of handsomeness and beauty all together. His face was well cave like it was made specially for him. No wonder he was called the lord od desires and lust, with that face he would seduce all kind of creature both male and female. Just looking at his will trigger even the carnal desires of a saint, what a beautiful creature God made.

"Father, you sent for me" Luciel bowed his head before looking up to speak.

"You are getting to use to human world that you are beginning to forget your mission on earth" Lucifer voice echoed in the throne room.

"Father, I can never forget my mission in the human world" He spoke with a blank expression.

"But you are about to" Lucifer said as he stood up from his throne then moved slowly toward Luciel.

"Remember our 3 missions" He was inches away from Luciel as he spoke.

"I never forgot, Father" He looked the devil in the eye with no hint of fear in his voice.

"To kill, steal and …" Lucifer reminded but could not finish his statement.

"To destroy" Luciel completed.

"Good" Lucifer said before walking back to his throne with his hands crossed behind his back.

"I have to go now, Father" He bowed and was about to leave when a familiar voice stopped him.

"Luciel, when are you coming back to stay for good" A female voice said in the background which belonged to his mother, Ariel.

"I will come back as soon as my work is done, Mother" He said with a little spark in his eyes which was replaced with blankness immediately.

"Please come soon. I really miss your presence here" Ariel had a smile printed on her face with made her look extremely beautiful.

Ariel is Lucifer's true mate; she is the daughter of an ancient demon and the mother of 4 of his children. Lucas is not the son of Ariel but she considered him her son. Lucas's mother left the devil to be with her true mate; after she gave birth to Lucas, she brought him to his father then left. Even since then she never came back. Lucifer finally finds his true mate after 120 years, he fell in love with her but that didn't stop him from having mistresses. His has a son with Uzia, another female demon and a daughter with Zara.

"I will be back soon, Mother. Take good care of yourself" He said then vanished.

"I hope he comes back soon" Ariel said a little sadden.

"It's his decision to make" Lucifer turned his head to look at Ariel then he lifted her chin with his finger.

"Why don't I make you happy" He had a devilish smirk on his face as he took her hand then kissed it softly.

"Lead the way" She said in an erotic tone that cause Lucifer's fangs to elongated.

~Back at Luciel's apartment~

"F**k" Luciel cursed under his breath as he approached the whiskey bottle that was still on the counter.

He poured some in a new cup the gulped down swiftly. He swept his hair backward with his hands before pouring again into the cup.

"What Father is saying can't be true. It just can't" He gripped his hair hard as he thought about what Lucifer said.

"NO" He yelled out hitting the counter hard.

"Don't punish the counter for your own actions" A man sitting on the couch said in a flat tone.

"Can't I get some privacy" Luciel complained loudly.

Zaris didn't bother to give a reply to Luciel's outburst and just remained quiet. Luciel and Zaris have known each other for years now but they never really called each other friends, they were more like partners. Zaris is always the one who cleans up after Luciel's mess. He was like his back bone, but they never shared a relationship of friends. It is more like work relationship, and they were cool with that. Any time Luciel does his works unfinished, Zaris would send his men to do the finishing touches and leave a clean job. Zaris was also about 600 years but Luciel was a little older. He is the son of an ancient demon, a demon slayer ancient demon. He took after his father and has a great record in the underworld.

"What are you doing here" Luciel said without turning back.

"Some demons you brought with you here are missing" Zaris finally spoke in the same flat tone as always.

"What do you mean missing" Luciel said sounding a bit enraged.