Maziqueen's Story

This is about the show I portray, again with my own twist about it being a woman and different job

 

But same concept.

 

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucifer_ (TV_series)

 

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Lucifer_characters#Lucifer_Morningstar

#NewBeginnings

You ever feel like you have to just break free from the life you thought was the right one because you were always told it was? How about from the big guy himself? I mean I was an angel after all, I just got sick and tired of being told the have and have nots, the always falling in line. Where was the fun in that? I wanted my own purpose my own path and my own twists and bumps in the road than following what someone already had before me. BORRRRRING

That’s when I found out, even as an angel, we had the free will as father had given the mere humans. I defied my father and what he wanted of me. I was always doing his bidding and I finally had had enough, who as to say an angel couldn’t make their own path.

Ill tell you who, my father. That’s right, god almighty. Let me tell you, as the daughter and angel of punishment; to defy my father wasn’t his cup of tea. Now my mother, she encouraged me. In fact gave me the idea of going against him, but she would soon be my downfall and didn’t follow through on her end of the bargain. So I looked like the fool in the end, thus damning me to hell.

But what my father didn’t count on, sure I enjoyed my new position; as a fallen angel. And I loved pissing off my father; that I decided to finally prove him that I would take to all the ends of time to defy him. So here I was, sitting in human traffic. It had been decades since I came out of my shell.

Hell was my kingdom, I could be anyone and do anything; especially when it came to having my fun. They didn’t call me the devil for nothing. But that was the thing, father had always fed the lies to these poor souls of who the devil was and what I was capable of.

Mere humans thought of me, for one, as a man *laughing in the car as I coughed and cleared my throat* always a fucking man. Who the fuck came up with this material, couldn’t they even fathom the devil could perhaps be a woman too? Nah that was the stupidity of mankind, no offense to them. They believe anything father has said. That was only one of the many faults they saw in me. I was a woman for sure, as I looked down seeing my plump perky breasts even feeling down below, yup all woman.

Anyways, another thing the human race got wrong about me wasn’t that I was evil. It was that I punished evil. I admired humans in fact I envied them They had everything and the love of my father the only thing I ever wanted. I wanted my father to see I wasn’t just some defying daughter; no I wanted to prove to him I was worth it all that I could do it and more anything and everything. As an angel I envied my brother, Amendidal, the favorite. I wanted that status. Couldn’t a offspring just get the love too? But that wasn’t the case and I wasn’t going to start fighting now for it. That was the old me, no now I would be the thing he dreaded. I would be the end of it all.

The human race was now my project. I wanted to prove my father was always wrong from male to evil. I would show these humans somehow that the Devil wasn’t who they thought. That I was the one to love. Even if it killed us all. I was going to show them what I was capable of. Not being evil but punishing the evil they bestowed. My father was stupid to give humans the chance to defy him as well, and that’s where showing him even his own masterpiece could be flawed and still loved.  So here I was. Los Angeles

 

 

I couldn't help but cringe as I sat in traffic. I hated traffic. But the traffic was always unbearable at this time of morning anyways and I shouldn’t have been surprised, though I shouldn't sell Los Angeles short. This was after all, the city if dreams and with that comes a price. Everything comes with a price. Traffic being just the mere bottom of the totem pole. I knew that aspect quite well. Pricing to pay whether good or bad. It all had to have one. Look at my own situation, an angel fallen. Stripped of the godly heavens sent to the pits of hell. Little did they know that was my playground and my everlasting pleasurable existence. They say, once you make a deal with the devil there's a price to pay and he always comes back knocking Well this SheDevil always came knocking. I would always be that darkness you feared and that excitement you craved. Everyone always gave in no matter what it could do in the end. I gave in to my own defiance and ended up being the best thing that ever happened to me. Now here I was.

Sighing, I covered my eyes with the car shade as I sat back fixing my lipstick as I made puckering lips. Traffic always irritated me, even when I left early. I  couldn't help but bang on the steering wheel in frustration, my temper getting the best of me I couldn't be late for a client. I was always one to be  early, way too early in fact, and that’s why clients expected the best of me.

When I came to Los Angeles a few years prior I was young, and too young for my own good not understanding the human race. I thought why not I am here time to experience the best of what I could, so why not start in the beginning like these humans did. I enrolled in college and those years, man, now I get why the human race enjoyed their keggers. College made me realize what these humans needed in this world and what better way to prove the devil is a nice, girl in my case. I thought hell maybe being a cop could settle my aching cause. I sighed again as I rolled my eyes,  as I leaned back having to take it all in remembering the years I tried the cop thing. Last time I was young and nieve hell I just came to the human world what did I know about this shit I thought this world would lobve a devil cop but that just wasn’t my hitch in this place. I rolled my brownish hues at the thought, ya that. Now years passed, I made a name more for· myself than the academy ever could.

I was immortal so I had my strength covered, so I took my skills and applied them to business and what better way to help this place than being a body guard by day and punisher by night. With of course granting favors in between each gig. I got all the credentials I could and started up my own company, thus the devil was born into a world that needed her. From the rich and famous to the poor and helpless I would be at their beckoning door. I thought maybe a cop would have been the best start but that was a lost cause.

And where to better yet serve than the city of dreamers and the night of devils. Los Angeles was my birth right.  I guess this is where my dreams all started a long time ago; I peeked out the driver’s side window watching the traffic, inch by inch. I never thought in a million years I'd ever be back here. But here I was. Traffic and all. I always thought my calling was elsewhere but this city needed me. The world needed the devil.

Sure, I did the cop thing but here in LA you definitely felt the pressure of being one and eventually it wasn't for me. I went back to school got my BA and my MA now, I'm back. Better than I ever was. As well a  few notches on my belt being the head of security for high end profiles from Country hit stars Miranda Lambert to a few more big pop hits Too many to just name off. I was the it person people wanted, I didn't take shit and I wasn't handed shit. This was my calling.

I knew my job inside and out, I knew how to handle it and hey I liked the touch of danger it all brought me. So after Traveling place to place getting my feel, getting that name for myself here I was back in the city of dreams.

I popped up as I saw traffic was finally lifting, "yes, fuckers hit that gas" I had to get into down town, my office, and around seeing what this new hot shot was all about..

I had only an address but that's all I needed, I wasn't into the small crowd. People knew me and knew how to reach me. Now it was time to make my mark on the city they all say completes dreams. #TBC