INT. AARON TAYLOR ROOM - DAY
We drag through a bedroom, heaps of dirty laundry covering the floor. White walls clash with a grayish carpet.
AARON (V.O.)
Isn't it remarkable how one action changes your entire life? Every decision you make determines where you will end up in the afterlife.
In a dimly lit room, the lifeless body of AARON TAYLOR (16) lies amidst rumpled grey sheets, clad in a dark hood, black tee, and dark grey jeans. He clutches a pill bottle in one hand and a scotch bottle in the other. His pallid face stands out against the whitewashed walls, marked by tiny blue bruises.
A shadow skulks in the corner near Aaron's cluttered desk.
CECILY TAYLOR (20), Aaron's older sister, with brown eyes and long dirty blonde hair in a night robe, enters, recoiling from her brother's overpowering stench. She collapses briefly upon spotting his lifeless form on the bed but then gathers herself. Pushing against Aaron's left shoulder, her efforts become increasingly violent, tears streaming down her face.
CECILY
Aaron?
(beat)
Aaron?
Cecily pushes once more then she crawls on top of Aaron's body. She takes one whiff of her brother and scrunches her nose. Her tears coat Aaron's porcelain cheeks. Her hands brush against his as she silently plucks the bottle of pillthefrom his fingertips, stuffing them in her pocket, and closes her brother's eyelids with her fingertips.
The shadow moves into view, revealing a ghostly outlined figure of Aaron.
He brushes up against his sister, his hands barely tracing her backbones with his fingers before his eyes change course,  distracted by something else. She can't see him, however, his sister's eyes widen. Her foggy breath freezes the air as she searches the room anxiously.
A bright light emerges, followed by a dark hooded figure appearing in the room's opposite corner. Dark wings grow from its shoulder blades as it gazes upon Aaron. Aaron slightly grins as he pushes forward, but he looks at his sister.
AARON (V.O.)
Goodbye to you, too, Cecily Taylor.  Some things never change.
Aaron strolls over to the winged creature as its wings wrap tightly around him. A dimmed light, followed by a bright blinding shine, surrounds the two and disappears into great darkness.
INT. LUCIFER'S ROOM - DAY
Dark satin maroon curtains work the blood-stained walls and antique furniture. ABADDON, immortal but looking only a few decades old, digs his dark red nails into the breasts of a  young soul covered in a leather bralette as his sharp pearled eye teeth trace the outline of her jugular. His hips thrust against hers, bound in the leather covering, as his hands slip up toward her shoulders and down her spine. His sharp fangs bite her neck before wiping his mouth on a nearby maroon-stained cloth.
ABADDON
Lucifer, the boy died.
LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR, his youthful reddish eyes focused on the wine glass in his hand, though he has a considerable resemblance to Aaron, almost as if they could be twins, his devilish features hide his similarities. He glares at Abaddon from a bloodstained throne and wets his lips as his hands rub against his dark fur tunic.
LUCIFER
Did Azrael bring the boy's soul?
Abaddon adjusts the girl in his massive arms and scowls as he places her on king-size maroon sheets.
ABADDON
No, sir, I don't believe so.
Lucifer pulls himself from his seat and over to the bloodstained wine counter.
He grabs a glass and a wine bottle and pours to the top,  swirling and mixing it.
LUCIFER
So help me. There is no way my father is making me live with humans.
Lucifer's hands trace the outline of his horns on his head as a sly grin tugs at the corners of his lips. AZRAEL, tall,  blonde, immortal, and youthful, leans against the door frame as he pulls his hood from his head. His wings brush the door's outline as a grin locks his teeth together. Lucifer's grin drops, and he glowers at Abaddon. He slides his hips off the dresser, swirling the maroon wine with his fingers.
LUCIFER
Hello. It appears someone lied to me.
Abaddon's wrist wraps tightly around the defenseless soul's wrist. He grits his teeth, and his muscles clench.
ABADDON
Don't--
Lucifer and Azrael glare at Abaddon quickly before Lucifer clears his throat.
LUCIFER
--Did you bring him?
Lucifer brings the wine to his lips, swishing it in his mouth. Azrael walks towards the lifeless soul lying on the dark, velvet bed sheets.
AZRAEL
Another one, Abaddon?
Abaddon grunts. His eyes turn black as coal as he removes himself from the room. Azrael's hands were interwoven with the back of her head. His fingertips squeezed against her forehead as light projects from Azrael and the young souls'  eyes. Lucifer clenches the drink as his right hand travels to his chest. He hunches over as the drink clinks against the cold, dark floor. Lucifer collapses to the ground.
INT. TORTURE ROOM ONE DAY
Azrael hovers over Lucifer, bound to one of his torture chairs. Azrael slaps Lucifer awake.
Lucifer's eyes flutter open. Lucifer grunts, pulling on his restraints; however, he is too weak now.
LUCIFER
Azrael?
Azrael laughs, kicking at Lucifer's shins. Lucifer spits at  Azrael's sandals, gripping the edges of the chair. Azrael grins.
AZRAEL
I've got a surprise for you.
Azrael pulls tighter on Lucifers' straps as he disappears into the darkness.
Azrael appears with Aaron. Aaron looks weak and depressed.
LUCIFER
Do I have to use this boy's body?
His grin grows full, and a menacing laugh escapes as he studies the boy.
LUCIFER
You have got to be fucking joking.
Azrael shoves Aaron forward, and he catches himself on  Lucifer's seat. Lucifer lunges forward. However, he doesn't make it far, bound to his chair. Lucifer's words sound angelic, yet youthful, as if his voice echoes majestically.
LUCIFER
You must be Aaron.
Aaron stares at the horrid king before addressing his attire in silence. Lucifer laughs.
LUCIFER
You'll get used to it.
Aaron pushes himself off of the chair and brushes himself off. He looks around as his eyes widen. Lucifer's eyes blacken, and he chuckles, pulling on his restraints. Azrael fluffs his whitewashed wings. Lucifer grunts under his breath, sounding monstrous as he looks toward Azrael.
LUCIFER
Does he speak?
Azrael shrugs his wings and taps Aaron on the shoulder.
AZRAEL
Speak, Aaron.
Aaron growls deep within his chest as he thrusts forward and yanks on Lucifer's arm. A strap pulls loose from the chair,  and all immortal beings and Aaron look impressed.
AZRAEL
He's a strong one, isn't he?
Lucifer instantly regains his strength and pulls his other wrist free. He leans down to stretch his legs open and grips the front of the boy's leather hood, pulling Aaron off the ground.
LUCIFER
Don't screw this up!
Lucifer looks into Aaron's eyes as a hint of Auburn sparks in  Aaron's irises. Aaron struggles under his grip before being tossed back against the cold concrete floor. Azrael's blue eyes glow fluorescent, and the lights get brighter. Lucifer covers his face and drops to the floor in a fetal position.
AZRAEL
It's time, Lucifer.
Dark shadows pull at Lucifer's back, feathers sprouting from his shoulder blades, and his horns recede into his head. Amidst his moans, seven figures loom over him, with Michael, the archangel, taking center stage.
Lucifer, in a fetal position, stares into Michael's eyes. Michael leans down, caressing Lucifer's dark wings, and sighs.
MICHAEL
Remember, we will be with you if you need us.
Michael grins, watching Lucifer trying to push himself off the ground. He can barely move. Lucifer's eyes flutter before  closing, and everything—
FADE TO BLACK.
(Intro Plays)
INT. AARON TAYLOR'S ROOM — FLASHBACK — DAY
A YOUNG AARON TAYLOR (14) hovers over his computer,  clenching his headphones. Loud thumping pounds the wall and shakes his bedroom like an earthquake. Aaron pulls his headphones from his ears and grabs his phone.
He slides his hands against the lock, and the screen comes to life as he flips on the front-facing camera.
INT. AARON TAYLOR'S ROOM - DAY
Aaron's pale flesh blushes to life, and his eyes burst open,  fading into focus. Lucifer catches his breath in his new profound body of Aarons as he releases the half-drunk beer bottle from his hand and sits up. White walls, gray carpet covered in ripe old dirty laundry, papers, and a computer on a desk. Lucifer grimaces, biting his lip.
LUCIFER
Aaron, you've outdone yourself, you bastard.
Lucifer rubs at Aaron's temples as a loud thumping breaks the surface of his new eardrums. He jumps from the bed and charges for the noise behind the wall.
INT. CECILY TAYLOR BEDROOM - DAY
Lucifer is met with continuous moans and thumping as he opens Cecily's door. Cecily cries out, and Jared's bare chest presses against her, their hips moving beneath their clothes. While Cecily seems uninterested, Jared persists with kisses and neck hickeys. Leaning against the doorframe, Lucifer grins briefly, then Jared withdraws, and Cecily quickly grabs a green jacket from the ground to cover herself.
JARED
Jesus, Aaron. I thought you were dead.
CECILY
I thought you were too. You little perv!
Lucifer's grin widens into a cocky smirk as he slides his hands down the door frame.
LUCIFER
How is it possible that you make that much noise? Is it fucking  rabbit season again?
Cecily grabs a pillow, throwing it in Aaron's direction as  Lucifer ducks.
LUCIFER
Okay, that's not fair.
Cecily grimaces.
CECILY
Get out!
Cecily pushes Jared off of her waist. Jared jumps from the bed and charges towards Lucifer as a vast grin forms in the creases of Lucifer's lips. Jared and Lucifer push chest to chest.
JARED
She said go, dude.
CECILY
Jared, Stop it! Our father is almost home, and I'm sure he'd love to hear how Aaron got into the liquor cabinet again.
Cecily and Jared grin and lick their lips in sync.
CECILY
Now you can leave, or I can make you, Aaron.
Jared's grin widens as he returns to the bed. Cecily replaces him as she catwalks to the door in front of Lucifer. Lucifer grins wide-eyed as his mouth waters. Cecily drops her green  Jacket and places her hand on Lucifers' left bicep, leaning in.
CECILY
(Whispering)
I thought so.
Cecily pushes Lucifer out of the room as he tumbles backward,  and she slams the door.
INT. AARON'S ROOM - DAY
Lucifer plucks black pants from the floor, exchanging them for the gray ones that hug his hips as he buttons them. He scowls at his reflection on the computer screen.
Lucifer's deep red eyes blend with Aaron's chocolate gaze. While their facial features and bodies differ, for now, Lucifer embodies Aaron.
Scavenging through the mess again, he finds the lone black shirt. Slipping it on, he feels Aaron's contours as the old shirt drops to the floor.
Lucifer's eyes drag toward the wall as Aaron's sister grows through the thin barrier. Lucifer grips the t-shirt tighter in his right hand.
CECILY
(Yelling)
Aaron, your stupid friend Kasey is here.
Another round of consistent bangs knocks the wall and  Lucifer's throbbing head.
Lucifer's eyes widen; however, as his door creeps open, the corners of his lips form sweat.
LUCIFER
(Mumbling)
Very sly, Aaron.
Spit pours from his lips. KASEY ADAMS, a sexually attractive girl and Aaron's best friend, pulls on the desk chair and scrunches her nose, taking a seat.
KASEY
Are you okay, Aaron? Your sister told me she thought you had stopped breathing.
Lucifer stares at Kasey's breasts.
LUCIFER
I'm semi-exceptional this morning.
Lucifer chews on his dry, chapped lips nervously.
KASEY
That's quite eccentric of you.
Lucifer's lips smack together, and the chewing of his lips grows more intense. His eyes avert from Kasey's breasts to her lower region.
Kasey's eyes roll in her head, and she blushes, swinging her leg from under her and hitting Lucifer in the shin.
(CONT'D) KASEY
You dork.
Kasey pulls herself from the chair and slaps Lucifer's broad chest.
LUCIFER
What?
He bites the tip of his tongue, glaring in her direction. She flashed back, disguising a shy grimace as her eyes traced the outline of his chest.
Lucifer's eyes widen, and he slips the t-shirt over his head,  huffing.
LUCIFER
Just go.
Kasey leads Lucifer out of the room.
INT. SCHOOL BUS - DAY
Lucifer rests in the bus's back corner, gazing at the dark road outside. Kasey, two seats ahead, mimics his posture, accompanied by her younger sister, EVELYN ADAMS, who bears a striking resemblance. Evelyn notices Lucifer, smiles and rushes to the rear. Kasey tries to grab her hand but misses, prompting her to leap up and follow. When the bus suddenly breaks, both Kasey and Lucifer rush to save Evelyn from falling.
EVELYN
Aaron!
Lucifer's eyebrows knit together in confusion.
KASEY
Evelyn, the bus is moving.
(beat)
Don't get up. You're going to face  plant--
Kasey rubs her neck, staring down at Aaron.
KASEY
--Hey, Aaron.
(beat)
Are you sure you don't want to sit with us?
LUCIFER
Who's this again?
Kacey glares at Lucifer wide-eyed, and she swats Aaron with her backpack.
KASEY
It's Evelyn, my sister.
(beat)
The girl you babysat two weeks ago.
(beat)
She just made it to the second grade this year?
Kasey watches Lucifer's eyebrows pull together in confusion again. She puts her hands on her waist. Lucifer pushes his body against the backside of the bus.
LUCIFER
Do we ever share personal things?
KASEY
Aaron, you need help.
Kasey sits beside Lucifer as the bus jolts once more. He deftly catches her, and in that moment, their eyes meet intimately. Their connection intensifies as his tongue briefly grazes her lips before he pulls back, leaving her stunned. She gazes into Aaron's cold eyes, controlled by an unknown force, as Lucifer clears his throat.
KASEY
We're going to be late for mass.
Kasey looks down at Evelyn and her face flushes.
KASEY
(To Evelyn)
Once you get to the church, I want you to rush to our spot. I'll see you when I get in there, okay,  Evie?
Evelyn grins wide, showing off her toothless grin again.  Lucifer looks Kasey dead in the eyes.
LUCIFER
I guarantee one hundred percent I'm fine.
Lucifer watches Evelyn as his eyes roll, looking off towards the church.
Loud bells CHIME in the distance. Three large buses come to a  screeching halt in front of a church. Lucifer looks over at  Kasey as she jumps from the seat at the back of the bus.
Students pile out as he tilts towards the roof as high-pitched bells make his eardrums dance. He covers his ears in a  panic.
LUCIFER
What the hell is that?
He curls into a fetal position on the floor, his eyelashes fluttering. Kasey's blue eyes watch over him in the sunlight's glow, but as the lights dim, her figure blurs, replaced by an indistinct form. Gradually, the man's features emerge. It's Michael, with a trimmed haircut and a wide grin, extending his hand to Lucifer.
MICHAEL
Are you okay?
Lucifer lifts his throbbing head from the floor, and he grunts.
LUCIFER
Yeah, I'm perfect.
Michael helps Lucifer to his feet.
MICHAEL
It seems like you still have your powers.
LUCIFER
What do you want from me, Michael?
Lucifer's muscles flex my back and jaw, and he chews on his lower lip.
MICHAEL
Are you sure you're okay?
Lucifer glares at Michael.
LUCIFER
Yeah.
MICHAEL
Great. You can join the rest of us in our pew.
Lucifer trips over his two feet and into the seats before him. Michael catches him.
LUCIFER
The rest of you?
MICHAEL
You'll get used to it.
Evelyn rushes back to Lucifer, past Michael, and takes his hand, dragging him along. The site of a church annoys  Lucifer.
EVELYN
Come on, Aaron. Father Larry will be mad if we're late.
Lucifer exits the bus after Evelyn, his dark wings and red eyes briefly visible in the bus mirror as he leaps from the last step. He gazes at the church, feeling a sudden urge to vomit. Stepping aside, he collides with HENRI CAMELETT, 16, a young man with a narcissistic ego, who grips Lucifer's bicep tightly.
HENRI
You blew me off this morning,  Aaron.
Lucifer tries to pull away, but Henri squeezes tighter.
LUCIFER
Look, can we do this later?
Henri releases pressure on Lucifer's arm and sighs.
HENRI
Are you okay, Aaron? How much of that stuff did you take?
Lucifer looks at Henri, confused.
LUCIFER
What are you talking about?
HENRI
Never mind. Just go.
Lucifer pushes past Henri, heading into the bushes where he vomits. After regaining his composure, he notices Michael in a suit and tie, without wings, standing at the church's entrance. Michael looks youthful and smiles as he enters the church.
LUCIFER
Blasphemy.
INT. CATHOLIC CHURCH - DAY
Lucifer enters the church. His eyes search the complete holy room with disgust as his hands scoop the bowl of holy water into his mouth, hoping for some effect. Church pews line the floors like isles in a grocery store, and there is a massive cross at the front with Jesus hanging from his hands and feet and a worshiping table in the middle. Lucifer glares at the cross, disgusted.
LUCIFER
Well, if that isn't scandalous.
ARIEL GRANT, also known as URIEL, stands with a thin frame with GABRIEL HUNT,  GABRIEL, maybe 16. They watch Lucifer closely. He is unaware but turns around after hearing his brother's firm, masculine voice clear his throat.
GABRIEL
If you drink too much of that water at once, Lucifer and you may just find yourself one step closer to father than you think.
Lucifer chews on his bottom lip, not looking impressed to see the two of them as they glower at him.
LUCIFER
Hello, Uriel. Hello, Gabriel. Long time.
ARIEL
Call me Ariel, Lucifer.
LUCIFER
I don't care.
Lucifer walks into the row of pews, pardoning himself as he pushes past people to escape Ariel and Gabriel. Ariel and  Gabriel walk off as Lucifer trips over a pair of feet belonging to a boy looking roughly about his age. He looks up to see his face and growls under his breath.
LUCIFER
I just can't escape you people!
Taking up that entire row sits JOPHIEL or JOEL EVANS. He is roughly seventeen years old and a pretty boy.
With him sits CAMUEL, ROY, and RAPHAEL, approximately around the same age. They all grin at Lucifer in unison. Lucifer rolls his eyes.
CAMERON
Father finally let you come home? I should have known he'd give in to a whiny brute like you. Sit next to me, and let's have a chat.
Lucifer groans, sitting next to Cameron as the four boys glare in his direction.
LUCIFER
Samuel!
SAMUEL
It's Cameron. Raphael prefers  Ralph, Raguel is Roy, and Jophiel is Joel. You will address us as such from now on.
LUCIFER
Or what?
Roy raises his hand forward, attempting telekinesis as the air pulls and ripples, but Ralph grabs his hand.
LUCIFER
That's cute, Roy. Do you honestly think you can make a spectacle in  Dad's house and not anger the man?
Roy flinches at Lucifer. Ralph grabs Roy's hand and tugs back.
RALPH
Don't, Roy. He's not worth it.
Roy drops his hand and sighs.
Michael appears behind Lucifer. He taps Lucifer on the shoulder as he joins the row behind them with Ariel and  Gabriel. Lucifer grunts under his breath and attempts to curse as he turns to face him. Michael has a childish grin.  His eyes light up when he sees Lucifer's disappointed face.
LUCIFER
What?
MICHAEL
Pay attention, brother. Mass is about to start.
LUCIFER
(Moaning)
Fuck.
More bells chime, and the faint call of Aaron's name echoes in the church. Lucifer glances to his right, where Kasey signals him to sit with Henri and Evelyn. With a roll of his eyes, Lucifer moves toward the back as the church fills with the sounds of an orchestra and Catholic singing. Father Larry Elrod, a youthful priest with glasses and a hint of stubble sprinkles holy water over the pews as he proceeds down the aisles, preparing for the sacrifice of Jesus at the altar.
FATHER LARRY
Good morning, brothers and sisters.  I assume we are all refreshed and ready for this morning's mass?
Chatter and laughter fill the room, students. Lucifer gags himself as he pulls himself down in his seat like a child,  but Cameron yanks him up.
CAMERON
(Whispered voice)
We are not children, Lucifer.
Lucifer grunts, sitting up in his seat.
LUCIFER
(Mumbles)
How ironic. Dad likes to think so.
The boys turn their heads to the church's front, where FATHER LARRY ELROD, an old, red-headed priest, with thick, metal-rimmed glasses, begins his sermon on the Lord and the Bible. Lucifer leans back against the pew and sighs, the church noise becoming deafening. It's as though someone cranked up the volume on a stereo. Lucifer strains to listen but eventually spots Kasey and Henri at the back, engaged in conversation. He focuses his attention on their quiet exchange.
HENRI
I don't know. I guess if you say  he's acting strange, then hell  yeah, I've noticed--
Kasey cuts Henri off mid-sentence.
KASEY
(Mumbles)
--Henri, watch your mouth.
Kasey gestures inside the church.
HENRI
Sorry, okay. Aaron is awkward and not the happiest guy, but he seemed more annoyed today. I'm not saying he's any more of a freak accident than usual. I-I mean,  Aaron has his moment every so often. I agree he's just not  himself today--
KASEY
You can't just say that about him,  Henri. He's sensitive. The other day I caught him in his father's liquor cabinet. I think he went off his medication again.
HENRI
I think he honestly belongs in the loony bin again. Maybe that could do him some good.
Father Larry's voice echoes in the distance from the podium.  Lucifer looks to the front, suddenly drowning in the world around him. The blasted noise level dials down as Larry pauses his prayer to speak to Lucifer.
FATHER LARRY
Mr. Taylor. What a wonderful surprise to see your fresh face in mass this morning. I thought you'd be late.
Cameron squeezes Lucifer's thigh.
LUCIFER
It's great to see you as well,  Father.
There's a brief awkward pause. Lucifer looks to his right at the four boys sitting next to him. Cameron's fingers dig into  Lucifer's leg again, and Lucifer sits straight in the pew.
LUCIFER
I mean, good morning, Father.
Cameron WHISPERS under his breath.
CAMERON
Behave yourself, Lucifer.
Cameron clears his throat.
CAMERON
(Whispers to Lucifer)
Larry Elrod.
LUCIFER
Father Elrod.
FATHER LARRY
God forgives you, Mr. Taylor.
Lucifer sighs.
LUCIFER
(mutters)
Sure.
CAMERON
Good boy, Lu.
Gabriel calls Father Elrod from his seat.
GABRIEL
Father Elrod?
Gabriel slaps Lucifer on the back.
GABRIEL
Aaron would love volunteering as an altar boy.
LUCIFER
(To Gabriel)
You dick.
Cameron grips Lucifer's backbone, squeezing tightly. Lucifer squirms away, sheepishly, silent, and in pain.
CAMERON
Behave Lucifer.
LUCIFER
That sounds...
Lucifer grunts as he glances back at Michael. Michael grins with pride.
LUCIFER
(CONT'D)
Fuck. That sounds - - great.
Lucifer huffs, sitting back against his pew, and listens in.  The church choir voices echo in the distance, and Mass disperses.
EXT. SCHOOL - DAY
Lucifer's feet dangle over the edge of the teacher's desk,  propped up against the papers as students walk through the door. He flips through paperwork and feigns a sigh.
Meanwhile, MR. LANG, a real alcoholic and an unholy religious teacher, wanders somewhere halfway down the hallway outside the classroom. He rushes into the room moments later, shoving  Lucifer's feet to the ground.
MR. LANG
Mr. Taylor. I thought we discussed this months ago. Please don't touch my desk. Take your seat.
Lucifer's lips widen into a grin. He adjusts himself in the swivel chair. Mr. Lang huffs, irritated.
MR. LANG
Not this one, Mr. Taylor. Hurry,  before the bell rings, I have a  genuine reason to grant you detention this time.
Lucifer walks off to an open seat in the middle of the room with pursed lips, where he uncomfortably winks at a random girl wearing a spaghetti-strapped shirt. The girl fakes a  gag, looking at her muscular knight in shining armor,  Garrett, next to her.
GARRETT
What a pussy.
LUCIFER
Bad boys go to hell.
The room rumbles with tons of laughter from the crowded desks around.
RANDOM GIRL TWO DESKS AWAY
What a freak.
Lucifer ignores his new peers, laying Aarons's bag on the desk and resting his head on the soft cloud-like backpack.  Michael and the six others enter the room, taking refuge in the few desks in the middle row.
Kasey and Henri were the last to enter the classroom, talk over one another, and argue like a married couple.
LUCIFER
Are you guys okay?
Kasey's eyes widen as both Henri, and she glances his way.  Henri grins, chuckling in disbelief.
HENRI
Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes this morning?
LUCIFER
(Sarcastic)
I didn't know I had anywhere else to be.
Lucifer glares at Michael.
A GROUP OF KIDS
Ooooh.
LUCIFER
(Sarcastically)
But your dad, on the other hand. I  could have sworn there was something he was supposed to do.  Eh, It'll come back.
A GROUP OF KIDS
(Louder)
Ooooh.
Henri crossed his arms over his chest, slamming his bag down on the opposite desk from Lucifer. He pounds his fists on  Lucifer's desk in anger.
HENRI
You are such a--
Chalk screeches across the board, and Mr. Lang urgently slams his foot.
MR. LANG
--Henri Camelett, that is enough.
Mr. Lang glares at Henri. Henri moves his bag and walks to a  seat two desks behind Kasey. Light chuckling fills the silence. Kasey frowns at Lucifer, giving him her best death glare as she scoots closer, but she's instead concerned more than anything.
KASEY
Are you sure you're okay?
Lucifer resigns from answering and instead bows his head to the desk again.
INT. HALLWAY - DAY
Lucifer walks through the hallway, his arms wide and a grin on his face as students push past him.
LUCIFER
Creatures of dusk and the earth.
Many turned their heads in Lucifer's direction but hindered him as they pushed through the crowded hallway.
LUCIFER
I am your one and only loyal God.  The true God. You may call me  Lucifer.
A grim boy stands by the lockers, hiding under his hood.
GRIM BOY
Shut up!
The boy nudges past Lucifer with his books, and laughter soon follows as the boy claps hands with another.
HENRI
Aaron, wait up.
Henri runs up from behind Lucifer, slapping his shoulder and digging his fingers uncomfortably into his side.
HENRI
I'm sorry about earlier. It's just you...
(beat)
You're acting so different today.  It's freaky.
LUCIFER
I--
Henri ignores Lucifer's counter, snaking his arm around his neck and pulling him in.
HENRI
--I mean, what the hell is wrong with you? What the hell kind of bullshit was that in class today?
Lucifer catches a glance of invisible wings in a girl's locker mirror.
LUCIFER
It was nothing, okay?
Lucifer digs in his ripped pocket, feeling for a wad of melted gum.
Henri grunts, scrutinizing students passing by. He brushed his hands through his shaggy, black hair and averted his dark eyes back to Lucifer.
HENRI
You're a piece of fucking work.
Kasey bull-doses through the mild foot traffic, walking straight toward Lucifer and Henri. She grins, showing off straight rows of white teeth.
KASEY
Hey, Aaron.
Kasey's grin expands. Lucifer fakes a smile.
LUCIFER
What's up?
KASEY
You smell like your father's liquor.
Her nose crumbles in thought.
LUCIFER
Not exactly.
Lucifer scowls.
HENRI
Well, I don't know about you two,  but I've got to go to class.
Henri observes the massive foot traffic congestion pushed by all three of them.
KASEY
Me too.
Kasey blushes, curling her arm in Henri's and Lucifer's shoulders.
(CONT'D) KASEY
Come on, Aaron, Henri. Mr. Harriet doesn't like it when we're late.
She leads the two boys, laughing all giddy, down the hallway.  Meanwhile--
INT. TORTURE ROOM ONE DAY
Abaddon's dark whip lashes Aaron's shoulder, making his muscles tense with each strike, and a painful groan escapes his throat. Aaron bites his lip as he collapses onto the floor.
The whip strikes Aaron again, but he manages to grab hold of it as he falls against a rusty chair.
Abaddon withdraws the whip and lashes it against his own back, causing black blood to ooze from his wounds. He disappears behind a dark wall, leaving a trail of blood.
When Abaddon reappears, his black blood seeps from wounds on his muscled back. Aaron, weakened, adjusts himself in the torture chair. In the distance, there's a faint rattling as Abaddon's silhouette emerges in the doorway, dragging an adolescent boy with him. Aaron struggles to raise his head, pressing his hand against a deep gash in his left rib. The boy collapses, soaked in his blood, and Abaddon scowls at Aaron.
Abaddon's eyes turn pitch-black as he retrieves his whip, never breaking his gaze on Aaron. He strikes the floor twice before the whip's teeth dig into the boy's flesh, each tug creating deeper gashes. On the final lash, the boy sinks to his knees, his eyes pleading for help as the whip mercilessly strikes his cold skin.
AARON
Satis, Abaddon!
Aaron's eyes glisten dark maroon under the dimmed light above before returning to a familiar shade of dark ash-brown.
Abaddon grins, noticing the change in hue but doesn't make it obvious. He knows the whip around his waist and drags the boy from the room.
INT. CLASSROOM - Later
MR. GAMBLER, a muscled man with a history of food addiction and diabetes, who has recently shed a lot of weight,  leads a small class, seating only twenty-four, but barely anyone was in after-school studies.
Azrael watches Lucifer from the corner desk, his black hood pulled above his head, with a pair of matching dark skinny jeans and Converse, looking like the typical punk teenager.  His eyes follow Lucifer's every move as he enters the classroom, Azrael's blue eyes shifting to the board momentarily, then bouncing back to Lucifer.
Azrael smiles, combing his fingers through his shaggy, blonde hair, and watches Lucifer take the seat farthest from him.
AZRAEL
Aaron!
Azrael calls from the opposite end of the classroom.
LUCIFER
Please leave me alone, Azrael.
AZRAEL
It's Axel. Axel Nathanos.
Lucifer slams his bag on a desk and leans against it, ignoring his naive brother, Azrael. Mr. Gambler quiets the class with a ruler slam as the school bell rings. Lucifer grits his teeth, enduring the bell's pounding in his ears. His hands tighten around his pen, cracking it. A minute later, silence prevails, and his headache fades.
MR. GAMBLER
Good afternoon, class. Welcome to after-school religious studies. I  will take roll-call before class starts.
Mr. Gambler bounces on his toes to keep comfort. Michael and  Gabriel suddenly barrel through the doorway.
MR. GAMBLER
Hurry, HURRY!
He rushes the students to their seats and shuts the classroom door. Michael and Gabriel sit in the front row, glaring back at Lucifer. Lucifer flips Michael the bird at his brothers when Mr. Gambler turns his back to write his name on the board.
MR. GAMBLER
Let's try this again.
Mr. Gambler cleared his throat.
Mr. GAMBLER
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to after-school religious studies. I  will now take roll-call, and then we will continue class... Michael  Abraham?
Lucifer groans, stuffing his hoodie above his head and sinking into his seat. Michael looks back at Lucifer,  glaring, and he sits back up. Then Michael raises his hand.
MICHAEL
I'm here.
MR. GAMBLER
Great. Thank you, Mr. Abraham. How about we do this? Is everyone present?
Everyone grumbled incoherently.
MR. GAMBLER
Good, let's get started. Please look at the syllabus on your desk.  We have much to review this evening and a tiny amount of time.
Lucifer looks at the syllabus in front of him. There's a  sudden knock in the doorway that draws all eyes. Henri and  Kasey stand there, staring at Mr. Gambler.
HENRI
Hey, Mr. Gambler. Do you have room for two more?
Mr. Gambler groans, shifting in his seat and adjusting the papers on his desk.
MR. GAMBLER
You're exceptionally late, Mr.  Camelett and Ms. Adams, but I'll allow it. Take your seats.
Henri and Kasey wander to the back row, taking the seats on either side of Lucifer.
KASEY
(Whispering)
Hey, Aaron.
Lucifer rolls his eyes and sits back, watching the clock on the wall tick-tick-tick.
LUCIFER
Son of a bitch!
All eyes turn in his direction.
MR. GAMBLER
Mr. Taylor, do you need detention?
LUCIFER
No, sir.
He straightens his spine as his eyes meet Michael's.
MR. GAMBLER
Good, Now, back to the syllabus.
Mr. Gambler draws the students back to the paper. Lucifer rolls his eyes and wanders around the room, looking for an escape, but nothing.
INT. HOME - DAY
Lucifer wanders through the front door. The smell of fresh pizza fills his nostrils, and hunger pains rumble through his gut from avoiding food all day. Cecily rushes down the stairs. She is dressed in a tank top and booty shorts and finds  Lucifer collapsed against the sofa.
CECILY
Hey, dork. Dad was home, but he left right before you showed up.  There's pepperoni and meatball pizza in the kitchen.
Lucifer pushes past her without paying attention and wanders straight into the kitchen, finding the pizza on the kitchen counter.
Cecily charges in after him, pushing him into the wall.
CECILY
Hey, what's your damage, douchebag?
Lucifer reaches into the fridge, pulls out a gallon of milk,  rips open the carton, and guzzles it down.
CECILY
Hey! I'm talking to you!
She shoves Lucifer forward again while he gulps the last of the milk and stares at Cecily.
LUCIFER
What?
He wipes his milk mustache from his lips.
CECILY
You know I hate when you play these shitty mind games. Where were you,  Aaron?
Lucifer scoffs.
LUCIFER
That's what you wanted? I was in  religious studies or whatever  shitty form of torture--
Cecily sighs angrily, interrupting him.
CECILY
--You are such a jerk.
Cecily grabs a slice of pizza off the counter next to her.  She bites into it and clears her throat. Lucifer puts the empty carton back into the fridge.
CECILY
Since when do you attend religious studies?
Lucifer plucks the slice from Cecily's fingertips and bites it, taking it with him while Cecily annoyingly pursues him.
CECILY
What is wrong with you, Aaron?
Lucifer stops and turns around, taking another bite of pizza.
LUCIFER
There is not a damn thing wrong with me. I'm fine.
He curts in her direction before wandering further toward the doorway. Cecily follows him.
CECILY
Do you need to go to the hospital  again or--
Lucifer walks backward, flipping off his sister. Then, he peels open the door.
LUCIFER
--Bye.
He walks outside to the front porch, breathing as much fresh air as possible. Then he walks on.
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD - ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
The bright moon hangs low in the cloud-filled night sky.  Lucifer wanders through the city streets, observing the many sinners that would soon be in his grasp. Sirens wail in the distance while three teenage boys race past him, rushing off and laughing hysterically with a purse in their hands—a group of girls races after them to get the bag back safely.
GIRL ONE
Lucas, you better give me my purse,  or else.
Lucas, the bad boy from class, a snobby football jock who called me a pussy, chuckles, tossing the purse at Caleb,  holding it above his head, higher than his ' " girlfriend,  RACHEL, or GIRL ONE.
CALEB
Jump, Rachel.
The boys stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, and the girls jumped together, clawing at his leather-man jacket while trying to grab the bag. Rachel's best friend, Marissa, smacks  Lucas's bicep, and Lucas, taller than Caleb by a few inches,  plucks the bag from Caleb's clutch and HOLDS the pack higher.
MARISSA
Stop it, Lucas. She's pregnant with your kid.
Lucas chuckles a deep rumble in his chest before bringing the bag to his girlfriend's level.
LUCAS
I know.
Before the girls could grab the purse, Lucas and the boys played a game of hot potato, tossing the bag back and forth between one another. Lucifer steps forward.
LUCIFER
Come on, Lucas. Give Rachel her purse back.
Lucas rolls his eyes and sizes him up. Lucifer steps forward.
LUCAS
What are you going to do, Hell-boy?
Lucifer curls his fist, ready to fight Lucas. There's silence for a moment before he cowardly steps back, and Lucas laughs.
RACHEL
What a joke.
The boys take off around the corner as the girls chase them.
Lucifer walks on, stopping in front of an alleyway. Jared exchanges cash with an older man. Jared's eyes meet Lucifer's as he reaches into his pocket and shoves the drugs into the man's hand. The man wanders off down the other alleyway exit,  and Jared approaches.
JARED
(Calling to Lucifer)
What the fuck are you doing here,  Aaron?
Lucifer glances at his reflection in the puddle of water on the sidewalk. Jared races over grabs Lucifer's bicep, and tugs his arm until Lucifer looks at him. Lucifer pays him attention for a few seconds. Then, he studies his reflection again. He almost resembles himself, except something seems foreign.
JARED
Hey, I'm talking to you.
Lucifer twists around, a sudden rage filling his troubled mind. He shoves Jared, watching him smash into the water below.
LUCIFER
What do you want?
JARED
What the hell is wrong with you?
Jared pulls himself from the puddle.
LUCIFER
Fuck off.
JARED
Not until you tell me what's wrong.  Your sisters worried about you.
Lucifer rolls his eyes.
LUCIFER
Why do you care? You're an abusive,  cheating asshole. You don't deserve her.
JARED
I know. I'm sorry. I'm also sorry about earlier. She thought you were dead - - we both did, and we panicked.  She was pissed when she saw you were alive, but I promise she never meant to hurt you.
Jared reaches into his pocket and pulls out two rolled-up pieces of weed joints and a lighter. He offers one to  Lucifer. Lucifer takes the joint and pulls it to his lips.  Then, Jared lights it on fire.
JARED
Don't tell your sister I gave you one of my joints. She'll throw a  bitch fit--
Lucifer scoffs.
LUCIFER
--Pfft. That's nothing new.
Lucifer brings the joint to his lips, sucks, and breathes smoke.
JARED
I'm serious!
Lucifer's hands shoot into the air with the joint sticking out between his lips.
LUCIFER
I promise I won't say a word.
JARED
Good.
Jared sighed, pulling the joint from his mouth as he exhaled a lung full of smoke. Lucifer leans against the brick building behind him.
JARED
You better enjoy that joint, or it's forty dollars down the fucking  drain.
Lucifer puffs smoke through his teeth.
LUCIFER
Will do.
Lucifer plucks the joint from his mouth and tips it toward  Jared before placing it between his lips.
INT. HELL - CAGE - NIGHT
Aaron leans against cold copper rods, his shadow's eerie outline cast on the dimly lit walls. A dazzling burst of colorful lights outside catches his attention.
In the cage's corner, Abaddon's dark eyes merge with the luminous display as he snarls through the bars. A strange, scaly creature, resembling a scaly, small cat-eyed sleek with a beak crawls out from the shadows and advances towards the cage.
Startled, Aaron jerks back against the cold, bloodstained concrete. Abaddon's eyes gleam, his claws latch onto the cage's edges, and the door opens. The monstrous creature charges at Aaron in the dim light.
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
Lucifer wakes up in his bed lying in his boxers, sweat beading on every inch of his body. He takes several deep breaths and looks around his room.
He shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the haunting thoughts. He gets up. He huffs and slides from his mattress.
INT. KITCHEN - DAY
Lucifer walks into the kitchen dressed in a hoodie,  sweats, and jogging shoes. Cecily sips coffee while searching for her phone at the table. She smiles and looks up at him as he enters.
CECILY
Good morning, sleepyhead. You look like shit.
Lucifer grunts and pours himself a cup of coffee. He sits down at the kitchen table with Cecily and takes a sip.
LUCIFER
I had a nightmare.
CECILY
What was it about?
Lucifer hesitates before answering.
LUCIFER
Torture. Monsters.
Cecily's face turns serious.
CECILY
Are you okay?
Lucifer looks at his sister. Beat. He shrugs and takes a sip of coffee.
LUCIFER
I'm OK—just a bad dream. Don't worry about me.
Cecily nodded, but something still etched the worry on her face.
CECILY
Just promise me you'll take care of yourself.
LUCIFER
I will, Cecily. I promise.
Lucifer finishes his coffee and stands up from the table.
LUCIFER
I'm going to go for a walk. Clear my head.
CECILY
Okay, just be careful out there.
Lucifer nods and walks out the door into the bright sunlight of the day.
EXT. CITY STREET - DAY
Lucifer strides down the crowded city street, deep in thought. He passes a few buildings - including one with a  giant, inflatable succubus in its window - before entering the mini-mart parking lot, pulling up his hoodie before he steps through the double doors.
INT. MARKET - DAY
Lucifer wanders down the market's aisles, grabbing some snacks and drinks. As he approaches the checkout, he notices  Jared, who tries to bolt, but Lucifer grabs his arm, pulling him back.
LUCIFER
What are you doing here?
Jared scoffs and jerks his arm away.
JARED
I'm trying to buy some damn chips.  What does it look like?
Lucifer narrows his eyes, not buying the excuse.
LUCIFER
Are you high?
Jared hesitates, looking around to make sure no one is listening in.
JARED
Yeah, no shit, Aaron.
Lucifer studies Jared for a moment.
LUCIFER
You need to get your shit together,  Jared.
Jared rolls his eyes.
JARED
Why do you care anyway?
Lucifer sighs.
LUCIFER
I don't.
Jared rolls his red-rimmed eyes.
JARED
Whatever, man. I don't need your lectures.
Lucifer shakes his head.
LUCIFER
Suit yourself.
Jared scoffs before grabbing his chips. Jared puts the bag between his teeth and fishes in his pocket and pulls out a flyer. He pulls the bag out of his mouth.
Jared
Here. You can either come or not. I don't care. Just don't tell your sister I invited you. She'd kill me.
Lucifer takes the paper. Jared walks off toward the cashier.
EXT. PARTY - NIGHT
Lucifer stands outside a crowded house, clutching the flyer from the market. People laugh and shout inside, music pumping loudly. Lucifer takes a deep breath and walks inside.
He navigates through the crowds, holding his drink high to avoid spilling it on anyone. A group of girls in short skirts and crop tops call out to him, but he ignores them and continues.
Lucifer spots Jared in the corner, surrounded by shady-looking guys. They are all laughing and talking loudly,  passing around a joint. Jared sees Lucifer and waves him over.
JARED
Hey man, glad you could make it.
Lucifer nods, feeling out of place in the crowd.
LUCIFER
Yeah, I just thought I'd check it out.
Jared grins, offering him the joint.
JARED
Want a hit?
Lucifer hesitates but then shrugs and takes the joint. He inhales deeply, trying to relax. He feels the smoke fill his lungs, and the effects take hold. The music gets louder, and the people around him blur together.
Lucifer hands the joint back to Jared, feeling a little dizzy.
LUCIFER
Thanks.
Jared nods, taking another hit.
JARED
So, what's been going on with you lately?
Lucifer hesitates, not sure if he wants to open up to Jared.
LUCIFER
Nothing much.
Jared nods, satisfied with the answer.
JARED
Yeah, same here.
Lucifer raises an eyebrow.
Jared shrugs, taking another hit.
(CONT'D) JARED
Hey, I'm still alive, right?
LUCIFER
Barely.
INTERCUT - MONTAGE
LUCIFER DRINKS SHOTS.
HE TAKES A COUPLE OF JELLO SHOTS.
HE CHUGS A BOTTLE OF ALCOHOL.
HE HITS THE BONG A FEW TIMES.
HE DANCES SEDUCTIVELY WITH SOME WOMEN.
END OF INTERCUT
He feels a hand on his shoulder and turns to see a  beautiful woman with long, flowing hair and a sultry smile.
WOMAN
You look like you're having fun.
Lucifer grins, feeling a surge of attraction.
LUCIFER
And who might you be?
The woman giggles.
WOMAN
Aaron, it's me, Miranda.
Lucifer takes her hand and kisses it.
LUCIFER
Hey, uh...
Miranda raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
MIRANDA
So, Lucifer, huh?
Lucifer nods confidently.
LUCIFER
Yeah, it's a nickname.
Miranda smiles, leaning in closer to him.
MIRANDA
Cool. Want to go upstairs?
Lucifer feels a surge of desire as he leans in to kiss her.
Lucifer
Sure.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
Lucifer and Miranda tangle in the sheets, sweat glistening on their bodies. They lay there, panting, as Lucifer strokes her hair.
Miranda smiles, snuggling closer to him.
Lucifer traces the outline of her face, feeling something stir in his chest.
LUCIFER
Can I ask you something?
Miranda nods, looking at him curiously.
LUCIFER
What do you think happens after we die?
Miranda's face turns serious.
MIRANDA
I'm not sure.
Lucifer nods, staring deep into her eyes, panting with a grin.
Beat.
MIRANDA
But why think about that now? We're alive. Live a little, hell-boy.
Beat. Lucifer leans in to kiss her again. Meanwhile, down in hell...
INT. HELL - CAGE - NIGHT
The monster lunges, its claws ripping through Aaron's shoulder blades, causing intense pain. Aaron fights back fiercely, pounding the creature's head with his fists as its beak bites into his flesh. Abaddon watches their brutal battle without much reaction.
AARON
Make it stop!
Aaron scrapes at the beast's back, tearing his fingers deeper into its tissue. Abaddon grins, watching as Aaron and the beast come to a deadlock.
Aaron limps towards the back of the cage holding his hands against his torn shoulder while the creature collapses in a pool of human and beast blood. His muscles twitch. He watches, horrified, as Abaddon enters the cage.
Aaron
Abaddon, stop!
Abaddon swiftly severs the monster's head from its body, its spine hanging from the skull. As the creature's life drains away, Abaddon tosses its head at Aaron, who struggles to stay conscious. Abaddon drags the carcass from the room as the lights dim and the jail door creaks shut. Aaron's eyes flutter, and then everything...
FADE TO BLACK.
The end.