Chapter 54

Lucifer raced to the source of the screams.

He would recognize that voice anywhere. It was Lilith's voice. His little sister.

Wait for me, little sister, Lucifer thought as he raced towards the sound. He was nothing but a blur as he ran through the forest, feet barely touching the ground as he covered several hundred yards in a blink of an eye.

Being a royal demon meant that Luciver's strength, speed and stamina were beyond that of an average demon's-and even the weakest demon was at least 10 times more stronger than the strongest human. 

So while Lucifer was born to a lowly succubus, he still had royal blood in his veins.

There!!!

He saw his sister, beautiful inky black hair flowing to her waist in loose curls, her mothers like diamonds covered in drops of molten gold, skin so soft-looking and fair, she looked every inch the beauty their mother was.

Some ugly looking and lecherous orcs and werewolves were surrounding her. One of those werewolves was pinning her arms to her body, sniffing her, drooling dripping out of his mouth and that disgusting stuff got all over his poor sister. Her dress was torn and ripped off in several pieces, showing off bits of her breasts, thighs and bell, the skirt was silted and ripped so badly that it was showing off her legs in a way that allowed men to eye her like a piece of meat.

All those men were surrounding her, eyes looking at her in a way that was not good.

Lucifer screamed and cursed and he charged at the first offender he saw which was the werewolf restraining his sister. He side-kicked that werewolf so hard that the werewolf went flying several hundred feet into the woods. A distant crash and howl of pain could be heard in a far off distance as Lucifer punched another orc in the face so hard he knocked out several of the orc's teeth and the orc was pushed backwards and he crashed into a tree. The tree shook and trembled from the impact of the orc crashing into it and a snowstorm of trees rained down on the dazed and confused orc.

The other 5 thugs finally managed to regain their senses and anger lit up in their eyes.

A tall and staggering orc with a scar across his face spoke first. He looked to be the leader of the pack.

"You-WHO DARES-"

Lucifer's roundhouse kick caught the orc in the jaw and the orc felt the full power and anger behind Lucifer's kick that knocked him out in a second. The orc crashed onto the ground and a massive ditch where his head touched the ground was made.

The two werewolves and two orcs were getting worried now and they realized that they were up against a royal demon-even if he was a half-blood illegitimate bastard, he was far stronger than all of them combined.

Lucifer's red eyes were burning with anger and rage and he looked every inch of a royal demonic prince he was. His blood red eyes are a sign of royal lineage.

The werewolves tucked in their tails and started to whimper and whine and the orcs looked ready to either shit their pants or run away or do both.

"So,", Lucifer's voice was filled with rage as he witnessed his sister nearly getting raped in front of him, "who dares to touch a royal princess?"

One of the werewolves started to whimper and he tried to make up an excuse.

"Please…I didn't know she was a princess…I thought she was a succubus-"

Lucifer cut him off with a swift kick to his jaw that knocked him out in an instant.

"No. I'm not looking for excuses. Succubus or not, that doesn't excuse the fact that you tried to force yourself on a helpless woman. Don't try to blame it on the woman when it's your own fault you can't control yourself or that you're a shameless asshole."

Lucifer then raised his foot and stumped hard on the werewolf's left leg. A loud and sharp crack and snap could be heard as Lucifer broke his leg with a single stomp. The werewolf howled and screamed in pain.

The other three flinched and cringed as they cowered under the power of a royal demon.

"DIE YOU BASTARD!!!"

The orc that Lucifer knocked out with a kick to the jaw had recovered as he was nursing a bruised jaw while he ripped out an entire tree from the ground with one hand. The tree wasn't a delicate willow tree of sapling-it was a full grown mature oak tree that towered over even the orc at around 13 feet tall with a thick trunk and roots that were a huge and twisted ball of black snakes.

He chucked the tree at Lucifer like it was a spear but Lucifer looked only bored.

Then he got mad

Lucifer snapped his fingers and the tree trunk turned into dust in an instance.

Authority of Death. A genetic ability passed down from parent to child in the royal demon family. It was said that a person with this ability could kill someone in a blink of an eye though how they killed someone varied depending on the individual.

Lucifer could turn anything he saw to dust in a blink of an eye.

Now the thugs were really starting to shit their pants as they knew Lucifer could kill them in a blink of an eye now-literally.

"Die, scumbag."

Lucifer snapped his fingers again and the orc turned to dust. One moment he was a living and breathing creature and the next he was reduced to a pile of dust.

Lucifer then turned his anger onto the remaining thugs and they started to crawl away from him. One pleaded with him and the other cowered in front of him.

"Your Highness, stop right there or else I'll kill your sister."

Lucifer turned around to see that the werewolf he kicked into the forest had returned now and he was holding a knife to his sister's throat.