Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Lois Lane, Midnight, Ruby, others
Sequel to: Being Chloe Sullivan
Universe: Morning Star Series
Disclaimer: Don't Own
Summary: Chloe wasn't ready to meet up with Lois Lane again. She really wasn't.
Written for my paranormal25
150 Prompt Table. Prompt #57
. Ark Of The Covenant.
"Here you go, handsome." Chloe grinned, sliding a drink over the counter to the man who'd been sitting at the bar for a full twenty minutes without saying or doing anything other than look around him in confusion.
His intense blue eyes went to the drink and then up at her, face registering confusion. "I did not order anything."
"I know, but I have a way of knowing what people like." She figured it was a Lumiel thing. She could usually pick up what it was people liked and she figured it was a good thing for a master manipulator to have. Tempt people with what they wanted most. "Try it."
He eyed her curiously before taking a slow, hesitant sip of the drink, eyes widening in surprise. "I...find it...most appealing."
Chloe grinned, pleased, as she always was, to see the shocked surprise on angels faces whenever she served them something different.
Demons were always very open, asking suggestions, and halfbreeds of both races were open as well, but pureblooded angels were usually more closed, took more time convincing.
This one had been surprisingly easy.
"So, what brought you to Papa Midnight's?" She asked, giving him her whole attention because he was handsome, she hadn't gotten laid in a bit, and mostly everyone else were already drinking or dancing.
"I heard of this place and I couldn't believe that it could exist." He admitted, eyes venturing towards the patrons of the nightclub. "Hellspawn and Celestials mingling, making merry, together. How is this even possible?"
"Well, at the end of the day, we're all the same." She shrugged, gaze going to the dance floor, where an angel and demon were grinding up happily against each other. "We just want to unwind, relax, and have some fun without the Big Guy upstairs or the ones Downstairs riding our asses. So this is a place of refuse, a haven, filled with good music, alcohol, your vice of choice, and no prejudices or anything. You come here and you just have fun."
He continued looking amongst him with confusion. "This is...fun?"
"Oh, its very fun." She grinned, not exactly sure what it was about this angel that made her want to corrupt him so badly. "Why don't you finish the drink and go dance a bit? Try mingling. You'll be surprise how friendly everyone is down here."
He eyed her curiously, head tilted slightly.
Winking, Chloe pulled away when she saw Duke Zepar lean against the bar counter.
"If you're finally looking for a lover, Chloe, I most definitely make a better suit than an angel." Zepar was a great duke of Hell, and Chloe had known him when she was in the slammer. He seduced women, and if requested by them, would change his shape into that of their beloved men. He could make whomever he wished to fall in love do so, and in addition to this, he had the power to make women sterile. He also had twenty-six legions of demons under his command.
She guessed that was what made him so cocky and self-assured.
Then again, he was tall, handsome, a soldier in red armor that didn't need any powers to attract women or men, and was a well-respected warrior in his own right.
So yeah, maybe he had a reason for being so cocksure.
"Zep." She smiled, already mixing the drink he always asked for.
"Beautiful as ever, Chloe." He gave her a smoldering look. "Have you missed me?"
"Not as much as you missed me." She flirted back because it was fun and because he was damned fine.
"So cruel a mistress you are." Zepar bemoaned with a wink, accepting the drink she passed him.
Chloe's gaze went towards the new angel, watching him watch them curiously.
He must have been newly sent to earth because everything seemed to intrigue him.
Turning her back on Zep, Chloe returned her attention to the one with the dark brown hair and the intense blue eyes. "Want another drink...or something else?"
She let her gaze roam over him in a lingering, obvious way, as she bit down on her bottom lip.
She wondered, if so fresh out of heaven, he'd even know what she was really offering.
Ever since she'd returned from Hell her hookups had been angry sex in the bathroom, and she would never sleep with the same person twice, be they angel or demon...or human.
She'd stopped the one night stands since she'd found out about being the Morning Star, but her body was begging her to taste this male's skin, to bite down on his pulse, to claw his back as he thrust deep inside of her.
She hadn't had this strong a reaction to any male since the Winchester brothers.
And not even the thought of Sam and Dean were enough to dampen her desire.
The angel just looked up at her, confusion warring with that instinctual desire that every creature alive possessed to some extent or the other.
"Another." Zep slammed his empty glass onto the counter, voice a snarl.
Chloe barely kept from rolling her eyes at him as she smiled at the angel. "Think it over."
Turning back to Zepar, Chloe raised an eyebrow as she took his glass and began to mix his favorite again. "Here."
When she turned to the other angel, his spot was empty, some money under the empty glass.
She jolted up, looking through the throng, but unable to make him out amongst the others.
Sighing, disappointment filling her, Chloe grabbed the glass and the money and rung up the order, putting the extra into her tips.
Still, she sent a look over her shoulder.
"You didn't miss out on much." Zep put in his two cents. "Those newly descended celestials aren't up to your standards. Most of them virgins. You need someone who knows how to show you a good time."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "I don't do second nights."
"Ah, yes, the Morning Star's One Night Stand Rules." Zep sneered around his drink. "While I applaud the desire to broaden your sexual horizon, I don't think it'll kill you to sleep with someone more than once."
"No, it probably wouldn't." She admitted. "I just don't want to."
A dark shadow crossed his face. "No one says no to Duke Zepar."
"And I think that's your biggest problem right there." She responded. "Someone needs to put their foot down when it comes to you. And it's going to be me. Because while you lived up to your reputation and showed me a great time, it's not going to happen again." She leaned over the counter, eyeing him face to face. "Get used to it. Or don't. It doesn't change the fact that you and I aren't going to fuck ever again."
"And why not?" His eyes bled red. "I am a Duke of Hell. I have twenty six legions of demons under my control! I am worthy of being a consort to the Day Star."
"Maybe you have all the qualifications to be a consort of the Day Star, but Chloe isn't interested, and I'm more Chloe than the Day Star, the Morning Star, whatever." She hardened her face, letting him know that she wasn't intimidated and wouldn't be moved. "So back off, Zep. I don't mind flirting with you, hell, I might even enjoy it, but you try and push things further than that and this ends."
His blood red eyes continued to glare at her, before finally the red faded away and he snorted. "You don't know what you're missing out on. I have men and women both wishing to be mine."
"Then you won't mourn too much." She smiled. "Another drink?"
"Oh yes please." He passed her back the empty glass. "I need one after this."
Laughing, Chloe continued working.
Now and again she'd look around the place, trying to catch a glimpse of the mysterious stranger, but she didn't see him again for the rest of the night.
"Midnight should look at hiring another bartender soon." Ruby, wearing a redhead this time, announced close to closing time as she threw her head back and gulped down her shot. "Tonight was booked. There's too many clients for you to handle on your own."
"Are you implying that I was staggering behind in my work tonight?" Chloe raised an eyebrow, filling her glass once more.
"No, I'm saying that this place is the most visited spot in L.A. You need help." Ruby replied, wearing her black-ink eyes, like every other demon once they entered the club.
"Midnight mentioned something about getting a bigger place." Chloe admitted, pouring herself a drink since mostly everyone was gone. "Said that the club's never had this many regular patrons before."
"He's never had the Morning Star working here before either." Ruby snarked, tapping her fingers against the counter. "Midnight must know that the reason why there's such an influx of paranormals is because you're here."
"Is it?" Chloe asked, shot glass in hand.
"Of course." Ruby snorted. "The Day Star's back in action but yet its not the Morning Star we're used to. You have our Father's essence in you, you have the fountain of our life in your veins, and yet you're not exactly Mother, are you?"
Chloe drank the shot rapidly, seeing Ruby's point.
She slammed the shot glass down and raised an eyebrow at the demoness. "I don't want to start another Apocalypse. So if that's what all you demons are looking for, then you're wasting your time."
Ruby just looked back at her before shaking her head. "We wanted the world to end because Our Father wanted the world to end, Chloe. Demons, we actually like the earth. We have people to tempt and corrupt. If you don't want to end the world, then, I have to admit that I'm relieved."
Chloe eyed the demon, trying to keep her shock off of her face as she debated pouring herself another or pulling out the lollipop in the pocket of her Gothic Lolita outfit.
Ever since the costume event Midnight had decided to punish her for nearly giving everyone in the place a heart attack when she'd arrived in 'devil wear' by forcing her to wear outlandish costumes, although Chloe was almost sure Midnight was also getting some perverse pleasure out of her going around in the sexy numbers...and the male patrons had doubled.
Though, if Ruby was being truthful, it was more because of Chloe's energy than what she was wearing.
Chloe decided on the lollipop and pulled it out, unwrapping the purple candy and sticking it in her mouth, sucking in the sweetness that dulled the taste of alcohol on her tongue.
"We're closing in a couple of minutes." Chloe reminded Ruby, giving her lollipop a lick.
Ruby smirked. "I know." Reaching into her pocket she took out the exact amount she owed before sliding it over to Chloe. "Night Mommy."
And with that the demon slid off of the stool and sauntered away.
Chloe shook her head, putting the money into the cash register.
Hearing heavy footsteps coming towards her, the blonde turned, seeing Carl, their new bouncer, coming towards her.
"Sorry to bother, Miss Sullivan." Carl frowned. "But I've had a bug who won't fly away."
Chloe wondered if he was talking literally, since sometimes they got plagues that wanted to enter the establishment, attracted by the immense energies held within.
"There's this nuisance human you see, and she can't see what's behind the card, an' I know Mister Midnight's rules see?" Carl made a face. "No one's who can't see the image on the other side of the card ain't allowed into this fine establishment, an' she can't, but she ain't going away an' she keeps trying to get passed me."
Chloe sighed, annoyed.
There were some humans who sometimes found out about this place and tried to get in, but unless you had paranormal in your blood and could divine whatever random image appeared on the back of the card shown to you, then you weren't getting in.
That was Midnight's rule.
Didn't mean some humans didn't try to sneak in.
"I'll deal with her." Chloe didn't bother locking up the register due to the well-publized curse Midnight had placed on it and anyone who tried to steal money from it. The blonde allowed Carl to lead her back to the entrance, readying herself to deal with the annoying human, whose back was to her. "I hear you're giving Carl problems."
The woman backlit by the lights froze and then turned around, eyes widening. "Chloe
." She brought her hand to her mouth, eyes watering. "It-Hank was telling the truth! It-it's you
"You know her?" Carl asked, surprised.
Chloe could barely keep her shock and horror off of her expression as she stood face to face with none other than Lois Lane.