Present

Xavier sent me a text letting me know that Cleo was going to pick Queen up from the villa. After Tyris spent the day with her, glamoured as her mother, everything seemed to be going fine. I was planning to get Queen because I didn't want her in that place any longer, but thankfully Cleo and Cas wanted to see her. That would give me time to take care of some pressing matters, and get Queen out of that damn house. I still didn't know if I wanted to have it burned down or not.

Now, I was sitting in the last place I wanted to sit...telling my father the last thing I wanted to tell him. I wouldn't have done it if Xavier hadn't insisted that this was the only way I'd ever have a healthy relationship with Queen. Fuck healthy though. That was for vegetables and...beets or some shit. I didn't care about healthy, I just didn't need Queen to go through any more death for the time being.

My father though...wouldn't be as kind as I was.

"So what I'm hearing is...you want to give up an amazing plan-...a plan that would absolutely work by the way, for some girl," my father asked me for the fifth time, somehow not comprehending what I was saying.

"It's not giving up and she's not some girl. I just want to edit the plan is all," I said with a shrug.

"Edit it? Really? Your 'edit' takes out the most crucial part of the plan, you know?!"

"If I kill her parents she'll leave me."

He threw his hands up in defeat and scoffed. "She's already left you, Syn." When I didn't answer he sighed and rubbed the scruff on his chin. "Listen, I don't think we should give all this up for a girl who has already abandoned you."

I scoffed as I thought about how hypocritical he was being. "How many times has my mother left you?"

"A couple times," he muttered.

"Hundreds of times," I corrected. "Tell me. If mother found out about our plan and told you not to do it, what would you do?"

"What I would do shouldn't matter!" Lucifer yelled.

"It does."

"It doesn't. You aren't like me. I wouldn't have created you if I could do what you do on my own. You're supposed to be the one who keeps a level head and has no commitments besides your duty to me," he said in frustration.

He always one way or another brought up creating me. Never having a son, but just creating me as if I was some robot.

"And what about your duty to me?" I asked in defense.

"What?"

"You're my father," I said as I leaned forward in my seat. "Don't you want me to be-...to be..."

"To be what? Happy?" he asked with a small laugh. "You can't even say it. That's not what I made you for, Syn. Of course, I would like you to enjoy your life, but I made you with a primary goal in mind and that is to help me takeover."

"So I'm just supposed to be your personal minion?" I asked dryly.

He took a deep breath and stood up from his desk to sit in a chair besides me. "When I created you, I wasn't as knowledgeable as I am now. I realize that there are some things I messed up on, but I can fix it now. There are holes in your creation that are making you able to connect with people, but I can fix it now."

Was he being serious? Is that even what I wanted? I didn't think there was anything wrong with me until he mentioned this all. It wasn't like I was suddenly saving people out of burning buildings...I just liked a girl.

"How much more empty can you make me, father? How much more different do I need to be from everyone else? I'm an outsider as is and I can hardly keep up in conversation with everyone else since I don't understand their 'feelings'. Do you not give a shit that I'll be more alone than I already am?" I ranted.

Being alone didn't bother me truly, but sometimes I wanted it to. Sitting alone with my thoughts brought me no distress nor joy, I just felt nothing. I was just drifting in my own void. I was usually alone, but never lonely. It would be nice to know how it felt to be lonely.

"You won't be alone. You have me."

"You're not enough," I said honestly. His smile dropped and he looked at me blankly. "And I know if you're honest with yourself, I'm not enough for you either. If I was, you would have stopped all these wars and escapades with Heaven long ago. You want more for yourself and so do I." He closed his eyes and I knew I was hitting a nerve. The spell used to create me was supposed to make my father someone that would be his most loyal companion, but I needed my own life.

"I've never asked you for much, ever. But I'm demanding you do this for me. Change the plan."

With a loud groan, he nodded his head in defeat. A few moments later he stood up straight and looked to me. "Fine, but you must do something for me."

"What is it?"

"I'm missing something," he said slowly.

"Missing what?"

"A gun."

I rolled my eyes. "I can get you a gun if you'd like."

"It's not a regular gun. It's one of the Cain artifacts," he said with a wince.

"I thought those were all gone."

"I may have kept one," he admitted with a cringe puckering his features.

What the fuck is wrong with this man?

"Why would you keep something that could kill us around?" I asked in a threatening tone as I felt my insides heat up.

"Call it pride?..." He shrugged. "It was one of those power moves, you know? Being able to control the thing that can kill you it-"

"Well, you're not in control of it!" I snapped. I sat back in my seat as I stared up at the ceiling.

"I realize that...now. So we need to find it before it ends up in the wrong company," he said in a cheery tone. How could he sound so elated when our lives were now possibly in someone else's hands. I had already been killed by Eve with one of Cain's artifacts so I didn't doubt their power.

"So you want me to look for the gun?" I asked.

"No. I have people for that. I want you to kill the demons that lost it, maybe torture them for their carelessness as well and see if you can get info on its whereabouts," he said casually. I suppose there was no reason for him to be formal about it. This interaction was very mundane between the two of us.

"I'll do that." I nodded. "Also, I've been meaning to tell you...Lilith is alive."

"You've been meaning to tell me?!" He yelled as his eyes turned red and the room rumbled beneath us.

I kept my face blank and looked at him as I shrugged. "You didn't know?"

"I had an inkling, but how is that something you forget to mention?! You realize how dangerous she is?!" He yelled again.

"Raise your voice at me again and I'll hurt you. You can't be upset here anyway. You lied and told us all she died."

"I was just trying to manifest it. You know about that, it's when you-"

"I don't give a shit."

"She's the one planning to reveal secrets, isn't she?" Lucifer asked. I nodded and he shook his head. "And I have to be there?"

"Yup."

"When is this again?" He asked.

I looked at my watch and shrugged. "Nine days for everyone back on Jeradua and about...twenty-six hours for you."

"For you as well," he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I expect you to remain in Hell and do what I asked while I devise a new plan." He swiveled in his chair absentmindedly as he looked deep in thought.

"Okay." I said as I reached for my phone to let Xavier know what was going on.

"You got a new phone?" My father asked, pointing towards my hands. "No wonder why I haven't been able to reach you."

"Yes, I lost my old one a few days ago. I had to get a new number and as of now, I only have yours and Xavier's contact."

"Ahh," he said, tapping the desk as I drafted up my message. "We're screwed when it comes to Lilith, aren't we?"

"Oh, definitely," I said.

After Syn left my office I finally let myself go and banged my head onto my desk several times. I thought Lilith might've been back, but I was hoping that she wasn't. It was almost like once every hundred years she would come back to my life and destroy me all over again. She would seduce her way back into my heart and then crush it with her venomous claws.

This century would be different though. I had Genesis this time around. Falling for Lilith once again would be close to impossible considering Gen owned my entire heart more than anyone ever had, including Lilith.

There was a time I believed that Lilith was my everything and I gave up everything for her. My power, my soul, my life...all of me- all for her to just stomp on it with her fucking stilettos.

She always managed to ruin everything and I always, for some reason, forgave her. To this day I still let the world believe that I had given Eve that apple in the garden. I wasn't even there, but who would believe me?

Lilith loved playing games more than she loved me and that was the reason for our downfall every time.

Every. Single. Time.

And now here she was, another century later playing games with everyone in the palace. I didn't know what secrets she was going to try to expose, but it was pissing me off. I knew her party was just a ploy to see me and I knew that sounded cocky but it was the truth. She didn't love me, but she liked to believe that I still loved her. It was some sick power play, but this time she would be sorely disappointed to not be the apple of my eye.

The secrets part of her whole return is what worried me. There were plenty of things that Gen didn't know about me- things I wasn't planning on telling her. If she knew some of the things I was keeping from her, there would be no break up and then getting back together. We'd be finished and I couldn't let that happen.

There was only one thing I could do.

Find Lilith first, and kill her before she could ruin my life.

Again.