It was late morning in the city of angels, the electric clock on the nightstand next to a bed covered in black sheets reading 10:35. The huge window, almost a glass wall really, allowed the sunshine to flow in the room. By now most people were awake, at school or work and likely been there for hours, but one Lucifer Morningstar was a late sleeper, since his jobs were either at night or whenever someone finds a dead human. Though one could hardly call the nightclub parties a job, he did still

It was flu season and, as usual, Trixie caught it first from school and brought it home to her mother. The woman wanted to go to work regardless, she didn't want to let some small bug stop her from doing her job. But after a few days of struggling to focus and various coughing fits, her boss told her it'd be best if she took some time off until she got better and to try and take care of her daughter, Daniel even agreed. Lucifer agreed as well, in his own way. As soon as the detective left to

Along the Los Angeles beach, a man stood, dark hair, dark suit and fairly tall, staring out at the water and the sky beyond. It was a strange day today and Lucifer needed some time to ponder things, the beach was his favorite place to do that at. The evening was still early, the sun only just starting to set as a gust of wind blew in, messing up Lucifer's hair even further and attempting to revert it to its original curly state. A few hours ago he saw a fancy yacht leave the docks but he could n

With another case closed under their belt, Lucifer was walking out of the police station to head to Lux, as he usually did as night came. He had some time but he liked to hang out at the place for a short while before it filled with happy humans. He walked towards his corvette, parked next to average police cars, though it was probably in the safest place it could be, only a idiot would mess with a car at the LAPD. He reached into his coat to retrieve his keys, hooking his finger around the r

A young little girl around the age of seven, with smooth blonde hair and light pale skin was walking along a dirt road, a major one though she didn't seem too close to any village or city, for she was alone. She clutched the handle of a covered basket and used her free hand to pull up a brown hood on her cloak. The silence and loneliness made it unnerving, but staying out here or straying off the path would be even worse, the child knew that, so she had to press on.
 
A stick broke with

In a small village off the beaten path, a frail, little girl watched from behind some crates as a new man arrived. Some of the other villagers gasped at the sight as well. The other children seemed fascinated, while the adults were wary and would often pull their children back and out of his way. The girl behind the boxes however had heard plenty of dark stories and tales about men like him.
 
 
He was tall, strong yet agile looking. A dangerous mix; two swords and a small handheld

Chloe Decker, mother of a 8 year old and a LAPD detective held a foam cup of coffee in her hand, sipping down the warm, caffeinated fluid as she sat at her desk, staring at the computer screen of camera footage. She noted the slight darkening of her desk when a shadow appeared, a quick breath through the nose with the coffee lowered revealed the scent of the owner’s colgan, getting a good idea who it was from that.
 
 
She swears sometimes he just appears out of the blue, but ot

Walmart, the staple of a huge store, most people wouldn’t want to or have the time to cover every section. It often took people hours to fully shop here if they did. They had almost everything though, food, toys, electronics, gardening supplies, weapons, you name it, chances are they had it or a decent substitute.This one particular Walmart was a special one, in a special section of town. It was where humans and tinies lived together. To a human it wasn’t a very big section, about three neighbor