Skylar P.O.V

"Passport," the guy spoke as he smile at me. I dug through my bag and pulled out my passport before passing it to him. He gestured for me to walk through the scanner to which I did. He passed me back my passport to which I shoved it back into my bag as soon as it came out of the scanner.

"I need to do a quick body search," he spoke as he gestured for me to stand on the marker on the floor. I stared at him a bit annoyed as there was literally no reason to search me. Deciding not to make a show, I walked over to him and spread apart my legs which was a bit difficult due to the skintight dress.

He soon started to pat me down and but it felt as if he was feeling me up. I resist the urge to kick his ass right then and there. TSA my mother fucking ass. I don't give a fuck but this would just corrupt the mission. He finally finished and walked over to the scanner where my bag was no longer there.

I looked over to Lucifer to see he was holding my jewelry along with my heels, bag and hat. He also looked a bit pissed off as he was staring at the guy who purposely did a pat down on me.

As the guy walked over to scanner, I watched as he tripped a bit but caught himself as he held onto the baggage scanner. I looked back to Lucifer and knew he had done that. Rolling my eyes, I walked over to him and took my heels from him before slipping them on. I then put back on all my jewelry and my hat before taking my bag. Not saying a word, we headed over to our gate where we would be boarding.

Settling down in a seat with Lucifer next to me, I pulled out my boarding pass which I had printed out at home. I looked to Lucifer who already had his out which was also printed. We just sat there silently scrolling through our phones as we killed time waiting to board

Eventually, boarding time came and we got onto the plane for first class. I sat by the window as Lucifer took the aisle seat. In first class, you couldn't see the other person in front or behind due to the divider which gave us privacy. As everyone had finish board and the plane took off, after a couple of minutes, into the flight, I turned my light on before pulling out the folder from my bag which overlooked the mission.

Reading through the papers, I saw we were going to be staying with the family as well. It was like a resort sort off. The family spoke Russian, German, Italian, Spanish and of course, English. The husband was Charlie Hendrix and his wife was Isabella Povlov. Their age was honestly surprising. The wife was the same age as myself, 24, yet the husband was 26. They were honestly a young couple. It says they've been married for about 4 years now. Their family is none existent and they built their industry from scratch.

My role in this mission is to be Isabella's designer. I will be creating a new outfit for her and redoing her whole closet. I will also be doing side jobs for her such as driving around with her if she accepts me as her new designer. She had recently fired her last one due to them being incompetent and late in timing. 

As for Lucifer's role, he will be at Charlie side the whole entire time coming up with new blueprints for building and whatsoever Charlie needs. I past Lucifer the files for him to overlook. I pulled out my laptop from my bag and went on the internet to contact Henry. Pulling up our Skype chat, I started to message him.

Skylar: Hey, so I'm overlooking the mission information and I understand my role as being her designer but I know nothing about designer. What am I suppose to do about that?

A few seconds rolled by as he started to type a reply.

Henry: I figured so. There will be a team over there directed from the organization to help you out. They will do all the handwork. All you have to do is some up with the design and pretend like you know what you're doing. The design team will design whatever you design, they'll put it together for you

Skylar: Smart. I think that's about it for now

Henry: Alright and there will be a designer book in your room in one of the drawers. There's also a load of weapons and any tech you need in some suitcase under your bed. There is a maid who works there and your driver is on our side. She will meet with you once you are there.

Skylar: Alright. Anything else I should know about?

Henry: For now, no. Just remember I need proof before you eliminate target. Be safe and no using your powers please

Skylar: Understood. Did you tell Lucifer this?

Henry: He knows about the power stuff but not about the designer thing

Skylar: Alright

For the next two hours, Lucifer and I sat there in silence studying all the files on this family. After that, I kind of became every tired so I got some coffee to keep me up. Eventually coffee was no longer helping so I fell asleep at some point.

"Sky," a soft voice whispered in my ear. I let out a tired groan as continued to sleep. "I know you're tired but we've landed. You got to get up," Lucifer spoke. Opening my eyes, I looked to see I had my head on his shoulder. "Sorry," I mumbled as I sat up straight.

"It's alright," he replied.

Shoving everything in my bag, I looked out the window to see we were at the airport. The plane landed and after a few minutes, people gathered there things and got ready to get off the plane. Minutes past by as Lucifer and I got off the plane, went though more security and went to baggage claim before exiting the airport. As we walked outside, the sun was bright as ever so I took out my shades and placed them on.

Lucifer's hand intertwined with mine and I looked up at him to see him with a force smile. "There are people here who are staring at us in suits. It seems like they're from the industry. Our cab is straight ahead. Now fake laugh," he spoke in a hush tone.

From the corner of my eye, I could see he was indeed correct. There were people here just standing about with no bags or even briefcase. I let out a fake laugh as Lucifer guide me towards the car.

"Ms. Marran and Mr. Davis?" the guy holding up our last names on a sigh asked. We both nodded as he quickly walked around the car and popped the trunk open. Lucifer placed the suitcase into the trunk as the guy had opened the back door for me. I thanked him as he shut the door for me. He then ushered for Lucifer to get in to which he did.

The guy got into the driver's seat before he pulled out of the driveway.

"Right, well my name is Jeff, please prevent yourselves from saying 'My name is Jeff'. I've heard it one to many times. Henry has informed me on what my role is. Since you're Isabella's designer, you will be expected to show up with a design book so we'll stop by the designer shop where her dresses will be made. You both will also need to come over tomorrow to pick up your ball outfits. You will also be meeting both husband and wife at dinner time. I'll pick you up and drop you off," he informed us.

We both nodded our heads as he pulled over in front in a store. I looked out the window to see a dress shop. In the showcase, there were two dresses. Both ball gowns. On the other side of the entrance was also two dresses which looked to be much more slim and elegant. My door opened to which Lucifer stuck out his hand.

Holding in my sigh, I just smiled and took his hand in mine as he helped me out the car. We then looped arms as Jeff led us into the store. Walking in, I saw a bunch of dresses from ball gowns to classic to even cocktails.

"Ladies!" Jeff called out as he walked up to the three ladies at the front desk. They both smiled at they saw him then at Lucifer and I.

"You must be Skylar Marran and Vincent Davis," the blonde head lady spoke as she greet us. We all shook hands.

"I'm Nessie," the blonde spoke. "That's Faith and that's Lola," she pointed to the brown headed girl before pointing to the black headed girl.

"Nice to meet you all," I smiled at them to which they smiled back. "Likewise. Anyways, here's the sketch book and we went ahead to get your clothes for dinner tonight," Lola spoke as she reached behind her and pulled off a dress and suit from the hanger before placing it on the counter.

She then examined me a bit, "Not that I don't love the tattoos but it's a bit visible. You'll have to figure out how to cover your arms and legs up before dinner," she informed me causing me to look at my tattoos.

"I'll take care of that. Don't worry about it," Lucifer assured her. They all nodded as we talked for a few more minutes before leaving.

Moments later, we pulled up into this gated resort. Jeff drove pass mansion size houses before pulling up to the biggest one which looked like a palace to be honest. "There are guards and security camera's everywhere. Be care to what you say and what you do. Here's my number," Jeff spoke in a hush tone as he passed me a card before getting out the car to open my door. He helped me out the car and I looked around to see two guys were now by the trunk taking out Lucifer's and I luggage.

"Please follow," one of them spoke as they both headed up the to the front entrance.

Lucifer and I looped arms before following them inside. As we walked in, the first room was a lobby where there were couches surrounding a table. In the center was a hug chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The floor not tiles but rather carpet of red and gold. We walked through the hall, took an elevator up to the third floor and into a double door room which had a lock on it. The guys placed our luggage down before passing us the key.

"If your phone rings, you must answer it," one of them gestured to the phone that was by the table in the living room next to the minibar, "And do mind to clean up before dinner," he spoke as he eyed me but more of my tattoos. I felt Lucifer tense up next to me.

"I will. They're fake so no need to worry," I reassured him. The door to the room opened and we all looked to see a woman in flats and black shirt and skirt.

"This is the maid, Eva. Eva, this is Ms. Marran and Mr. Davis," the guys introduced us.

My eyebrow rose, "How do you know our names? We haven't told you them yet," I asked the guy. He forced a smile on his face, "Research. Now we must be going for the other guests," he replied before him and his buddy turned on their heels to walk out the room.

"American's," I could heard the guys scoffing to his buddy thinking we couldn't hear him.

Lucifer released my hand to walk over to the guy but I pulled him back. "Relax," I ordered him to which he let out a growl. Eva closed our door so no one outside couldn't hear us.

"Alright, I don't have much time but follow me," she ordered as she jogged into our bedroom. 

We followed her to which we saw her standing by the closet. She walked into it and placed her hand over the back wall causing a lock to click. The back wall then opened into another room to which she walked in. We followed her in to see it was a weapons room like the one I had back home but this one had way more weapons and tech supplies. She walked over to the monitors and sat in the computer chair. You have access to all the security cameras. If you see anything suspicious, just clip it and it will upload to the USB flash drive.

"For the tech supplies, they're really easy," she informed me as she walked over to the showcase.

"The hairpins are for trackers and ties for the suit are trackers as will but also has a mic. They're all connected to the computers so you can hear and track on there. The contacts the organization recently developed are very responsive along with the bracelets. The watches can tell time but also have five small sleeping darts. Just click the side button for 5 seconds to activate it then aim then click once to fire it. Everything else, I thing you know how to use," she explained. 

"I have to go but the room don't have cameras excepting all the public areas. There a map of the entire area in the drawer by the light up showcase. If you have any question, just call me," she informed us as she gave us her card.

We both thanked her for her help before she left. I turned to Lucifer who was taking off his suit then disappeared right before my eyes. Not knowing what he was going to do or even caring a bit, I decided to take a shower considering I just came from the airport. I stripped from my clothes before showering. 

After showering, I hopped into some shorts and t-shirt before going into the living room to see Lucifer had candles light around the dimly lite room. I looked at the window to see the curtains were pulled over it causing the room to be darker.

"Sit," Lucifer order as he was gesturing to the seat he was standing in front of. My eyebrow rose in curiosity. He let out a sigh, "Just sit. It's to cover up your tattoos."

Now understanding, I did as told and sat in the chair in front him. His eyes turned black as he started to chant something. I understood some of the words which were in Latin but not all of them which was kind of strange considering how I was now a demon and could understand every language.

The candles in the room started to flicker and Lucifer's voice grew deeper. I felt a sting on my body and I looked down to see my tattoos fading in and out. A few seconds went by before my tattoos completely disappeared. The candles out and the Lucifer casually walked over to the window before pulling the curtains open causing light to shine through.

He then disappeared into the bathroom to where I heard the shower turned on. Not saying anything but feeling tired, I walked into the bedroom and dropped on the bed. My eyes slowly closed as I drifted off the sleep.