Devil's Guardian: An Alastor and Lucifer Tale

Prologue: The Devil Walks Among Us

                                   ~Around the Year 1925~

                           Lucifer Magne was enjoying his time with his family, Lilith his Wife since the beginning and his darling daughter Charlie as they were in the common room having a tea party. Things were nice and simple for the Devil as he didn't much go out within his Hell, he didn't care for the mortals that entered his realm and whined about how unfair their lives were as the times were changing within the living world.  For a moment Lucifer stood to leave the room while heading down the hall towards his study, he suddenly felt strange, looking down at himself as a sudden Demonic circle formed under him that didn't belong to him.   He felt his body constrict and become bound by a force he knew not of and while growling to try and break free he turned to see Lilith as she gasped to see the sight before her while carrying Charlie,

"Papa!" The sound of her shrill voice was the last thing Lucifer heard as he felt his consciousness slip into darkness, pain and agony erupted through him as the Devil was no longer within Hell.

                     Upon waking up to stare at the ceiling of a room, Lucifer groaned while reaching up to grab his head as he heard voices all around him.

"Wait, what?"

"But how... we killed him..." Lucifer went to sit up as he felt his chest covered in blood, looking at the body though he found no wound as he looked around to see occultists dressed in black robes. They were looking at him afraid and confused, candles and runes were laying everywhere as Lucifer went to stand before the others he almost stumbled to lean against the altar he had been laying on.

"You, idiots, where am I and what have you done?" They screamed while turning to run leaving the room, scoffing at how foolish they looked he went about checking the room they were in as he found himself in front of a mirror in the bathroom. He cried out,

"What! No! This isn't possible... how..." he wasn't starring at his Devil self, no he was looking at the face of a human, a blond man with blue eyes and white skin.   He was wearing rags covered in blood as he looked at his hands to no longer see the black claws he always had with him, looking at his back he tried to summon his wings. Nothing. The shock was getting to him, he ran back out to the room to look around and figure out what had been done. Then finding the book the idiots had been reading from, it was old and ancient as they had wanted to summon the Devil, by doing so they sacrificed a virgin and invoked the seals around him bringing his essence into the body of the one they had killed.   Lucifer was human and he was on Earth for the first time in a long while,

"Thought I burned all these bloody books, I don't want to be a weak pathetic mortal!" After a few minutes of screaming and shouting in rage, Lucifer went about cleaning himself up and searching for clothing while trying to remember what year it was within the mortal realm. He didn't much keep up with the times, however, as he was getting dressed and seeing the style of clothing, it was odd for him to dress as such. Going about his way through the room until he went up the stairs out of a basement and onto the street where he looked around in the dark, he felt odd in the living world, able to feel many things. The air blowing against him, the smells all around him and the sights of the night sky was slightly overwhelming him as he hadn't been on Earth for centuries.  For a time he wandered before finding another human who didn't run away screaming from him as those cultists did,

"Excuse me, odd question but what year is it?" The man blinked at the other as he was asked as such,

"It's 1925 sheesh pick up a paper why don't ya?" As the human walked off, Lucifer looked towards the bright light of the town up again, he hadn't asked him where he was as he walked into the brightly lit city. A sign read: Welcome to New Orleans!