3:35 PM at the White House
"Mr. President, we don't know if this is a terror cell we're dealing with, a lone-wolf psycho, or something worse. Let's roll out a few troops and take this guy out. One man can't fight the army."
"General, until we know exactly what we're dealing with here, I say we stand down and wait."
"I disagree, sir. I say we nuke his ass to oblivion and call it a day."
"Of course you do. Alright, send a small force. No more than one hundred. Find out what we're dealing with. I want intel before we make any large moves. We'll tell the public something once you find out. One thing I know for sure is, we're not dealing with the devil."
The Secretary of State gave the President and the general a cock-eyed look, "But, gentlemen, what if we are?"
"You went on Television and told the whole world you're the real Devil and threatened humanity? I don't know if I should congratulate you on coming out or pop you in the head for your stupidity", Amenadiel said as Lucifer smoked a cigarette.
"Well, they can't say they weren't warned, now can they?"
"You have balls, I'll give you that."
The Midwest was now Lucifers. The Fallen Army had taken it quite easily. Those left alive were mostly children. Lucifer just couldn't end a child's life. Now the East Coast was next. By nightfall, he would have it all.
"Lucfier Morningstar, come out with your hands up!", someone yelled over a megaphone.
"What are you going to do now? That, my brother, is the Army Special Forces."
"It was..look."
The Fallen quickly swarmed the small force and Amenadiel had to look away. It was a gruesome scene. Arms and legs flew through the air, devoid of any flesh. His Fallen feasted upon the fat and tissue, leaving nothing but bare bones.
One man had enough common sense to run away but was quickly stopped by Lucifer. He put the man in a head lock and could have quite easily choked the fellow but instead he held on tight and whispered in the man's ear, "Tell them what you have seen. Tell them Satan is alive and well and whatever force they bring against me will end as your little cavalry did." He ended the warning with a lick to the man's cheek, knowing that would freak him out to no end.
The man broke out of his hold, only because Lucifer let him. He pulled his gun and fired, "You sick freak. Die!"
Six shots and the devil was still coming towards him, "I thought you were supposed to be one of the best, the elite." Lucifer took his gun and bent it in half, tossing it at his feet. "I'm going to count to three." The man was gone before Lucifer even finished the word 'one'.
"Mr. President, it's worse than we, I, thought. This guy and his ghost unit took out a whole S.F unit. Barringer, the only one left alive, claims he bent a . 45HK in half with one hand, after he licked Barringer's face. We're going to have to take more drastic measures, sir."
The president put his head on his desk. His whole legacy depended on how this man, devil, whatever he was, was dealt with. He couldn't just drop a nuke on L.A. but at this point, there wasn't much left of the City of Angels anyway.
"You've located his base of operations, correct? Use some C4 and bring the building down, with him in it."
The general smiled and with a half-assed salute, left the room. He went to the command center and contacted the tactical unit, "The President says use C4 on that nightclub, bring it down. We will need proof of death."
"Sir, yes, sir", came the voice over the com. Let's see the son of a bitch get out of this.
Raphael watched Lucifer from high above. He couldn't afford to be spotted before he had a plan. Lucifer was unpredictable and much stronger than he. Father said to reel Lucifer in but at this point Raph considered it a lost cause.
Lucifer watched the news with rapt attention. They were of course, talking about him. His face played over and over and he had become a meme on the internet. He had a feeling he was going to have to wipe out their power grid soon. The reporter on this broadcast was certainly irking him to no end.
"I'm Tricia Heiffer, and this is the 5:00 news. By , we've all seen the tape out of Los Angeles of the man claiming to be Satan and taking credit for the natural disasters that have befallen our country the past few days. With us, we have renowned therapist, Dr. Linda Martin, to discuss the man who calls himself Lucifer."
"That bloody, treacherous..what happened to doctor, patient confidentiality?"
Before he could vow to punish her for her betrayal, an explosion went off and Lux began to disintegrate around him. He was expecting something of this nature, the humans so did love to blow things up. Maze had taken Chloe home and was standing guard so he didn't have to worry about her head getting crushed.
"Check the perimeter and bring out his body. There's no way he survived that. We brought this building down from all structural points", came a voice from outside.
Lucifer casually walked of the rubble, wiping the dust and dirt from his hair and suit, "I do believe that's destruction of private property. Who's going to compensate me for my loses?",he said, grabbing the nearest man and snapping his back over his knee.
The cadre began firing their weapons at Lucifer but he yawned, "Boring, let's try something more amusing."
He whistled and Amenadiel and several of the Fallen joined him. Lucifer gave a nod and the flesh once again flew. Amenadiel threw an armored car onto a several men huddled behind a mailbox, firing weapons. It was all over before it even had a chance to begin. None of the now dead men were innocent of wrong doing so Amenadiel felt justified in killing them.
"At least they're trying, I'll give them that. Too bad it's so boring,"Lucifer said, ready for something more.
"Lucifer, you're terminally bored."
They were about to go check on Maze and Chloe when Raphael landed in front of them, "Okay, fellas, you've had your fun, time to stop before anyone else gets hurt. Dad says so."
Amemadiel looked from Raph to Lucifer, "You have to behave, Luci. Dad says so."
Lucifer walked around Raphael in a circle and stopped back in front of him. The devil toyed with his chin before looking his brother in the eye, "When you said stop before anyone else gets hurt, did that include you?"
As it turns out Raphael didn't have a plan. He thought if he just talked to Lucifer, he would listen, especially if he said Dad said so. He forgot who he was talking to. Lucifer hadn't listened to dad since the Genesis days.
"No, umm, I'll be back."
The coward flew away, to regroup and think of something else. There had to be a way to make Lucifer stop behaving this way. He just couldn't think of anything right now.
11:59 PM
"And it is with a heavy heart, The Prime Minister of Canada, The President of Mexico and myself, concede defeat. Latin America is waving the white flag, as well. Mr. Morningstar, if your listening, we surrender."
No sweeter words had ever been heard. Lucifer had propped up his feet on Chloe's coffee table and flicked on the television. Just in time. They had fought valiantly, offered up every bit of resistance the human mind was capable of, but in the end, it just wasn't enough. He would rest for a couple of days and then visit Asia and the Middle East. One by one, all of the world's superpowers would fall in the bloodiest game of dominoes known to man kind. "Father, you can stop all of this, right now. I'm willing to make a deal. You know the stakes. Mine for yours."