Third Person POV:

The ground cracked, exploding into dust around him as he landed on his knee, almost falling onto his face, since he was off balance.

He's still not used to flying. He got it only about a few days ago.

Wing dissipated into nothing as always and the barely-legal teenager rubbed the dirt off his eyes.

" Sh*t." He said to himself. No he isn't mad. He was talking to himself. Not MAD.

His expression changed, his figure more stiff now and his eyes in pain.

" Wing. This isn't Hell."

He took a firm stride to Micheal's house, short after he had finished channeling his powers to test if he could rewind things.

It worked.

When he got to the entrance, he knocked.

He changed it to a pound.

Pounds on the dark door.

The hard thwacks sent noises to the residents.

A few dozen quick pounds later, a man who looked to be in his 40's showed up, his beard grown a bit more than last time when he saw it as a stubble.

Yesterday...

" What are you doing here?" He adjusted his dress which was a turquoise jacket and a brown jean. From first looks, he would never pass to be a former archangel.

" What's happening to you?" The student uttered in a gruff voice to his mentor.

" What?"

His eyes narrowed a bit, noticing the creases in his friend's face. The pain that was apparent.

" What happened? Where's Lucy?"

The sound of a dramatic howl sent a clear message.

" Lucifer. Where's Lucy?!" Micheal's question seemed urgent. His hands moved in a crazed fashion.

He had his doubts the moment he saw Lucifer looking grim a day ago.

" Erased. No memories of the weird"

" Supernatural... "

" Supernatural" He felt like a failure.

" What?" He repeated. Twice. The first more confused. Then the second more, annoyed.

" That's not what I'm here for. Where's he? What's happening to you?" He nearly spat on Micheal.

Hope peeked out of the corner of the room and yodelled out a hello.

" Heyo! Back so soon?" She yelled after she closed the door.

" Just here for something I forgot to ask. Like what type of lipstick he uses." Lucifer yelled back while Micheal didn't leave the frown down.

" YOU'RE SUCH A TEASE!" Her voice got out.

" Don't make me do this....." Lucifer ran his hand through his hair in frustration.

"Tell me what happened to you" He grumbled in a hushed tone.

" You don't need to know."

" What happened to that guy?"

He uttered the same thing over again.

" You don't need to know..." Micheal knew what he was asking for and he wasn't willing to provide him with information that could have the potential to cause more chaos.

Lucifer slammed his hands on the door, making a deep boom as heat bellowed up, singing the wood as his hands started to move a bit deeper into the surface.

" Just, do as I tell you and you'll know better than to ask things that you don't wanna know the answers to..." He looked at the smoking door.

Hope unlocked the door and came out, with an angelic smile on her face, a simple dress with purple outlines, made brilliant with the lime green to go with it.

In a weird way, it was amazing.

Micheal smiled when he looked at her.

" I don't have much time till I turn and I don't want to waste time on things I don't need to waste time. I really don't want to." He brushed past Lucifer's build and walked upto his motorcycle.

Hope locked the door, headphone on and after looking for a good moment at the door with a confused look on her face but gave Lucifer a pat on the shoulder with a confident grin, her teeth shining diamonds.

She got on the two wheeler as Lucifer called.

" Micheal"

" Michael?"

" MICHEAL!"

" MICHEAL! YOU'RE GONNA DIE! MURDERED!"

" by him..." His voice lowered

" Did he say something?" Hope took out one of the pieces and listened for an answer.

" Said the lipstick is for women." He said in a disappointed tone.

" Wait. YOU USE MY LIPSTICK?!" And he didn't speak afterwards.

" I know. I know, goddammit" He cursed under his breath, praying that Lucy was alright with her guardian's sudden mood swing.

Lucifer looked at his hands, brown with the ashes.

" You want to play it safe? Fine. I'll be here to make sure it happens." He sat outside the door, opening his dimension with a snap of his finger.

He had to train. Train more. Be more powerful.

But in the end, it won't work out....