Bostonian: Advocate [Lucifer]

An American legal prodigy becomes 'mired' in a special/unusual 'morality-test' involving real darkness.

A fanfiction of the unusual American film The Devil's Advocate (Keanu Reeves). 

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Luke moved from Algeria to America and studied law at Harvard before taking up a prestigious position at the Goodwin law-firm in Boston, Massachusetts. He'd seen Boston as a youngster but now the city was more developed and had an unusual sunset-feeling to it, and he was eager to adapt.

Luke adapted to Boston quickly and made his way around the city using the metro-train and settled into his apartment, furnished by Goodwin, with his movie-actress wife Theresa. In Algeria, Luke had studied Fanonian political-science and applied his legal education to his pursuit of a Harvard law-degree, studying international customs and arrangements before taking a position at Goodwin as a top lawyer. He became acquainted with Boston's peculiar sense of traffic flair and academic culture and city conveniences very quickly.

LUKE: I consider myself a 'nersidt' of globalism-issues and international-customs sensitivity, which is why I was hired.

Luke was always a hard worker and studied for hours in law school (Harvard) and was now already a reputed hard-worker for the very famous Goodwin law firm in Boston which'd seen many prominent clients in North America, including a clean-coal technology plant, a software antivirus company, and British Petroleum. Luke spent late-nights at the Goodwin law firm company building library studying his recent relevant casework files for his upcoming cases.

His wife, a lovely/ambitious movie-actress Theresa, was preparing for an independent-studios film about the Irish mafia in Boston and Chicago titled The Age of Diamonds, and she wasn't altogether thrilled about moving to Boston from LA, which is where she originally was living, but she'd made the life-adjustment to be with her lawyer-husband Luke.

Goodwin law firm had seen many kinds of clients in its rich history in North America, including some major corporate fat-cats and producers in capitalism, and it was also now mired in a special Sinn Fein (the legal/political 'branch' of negotiation for the IRA in troubled Belfast, Northern Ireland) case involving a rogue-IRA agent recruited by the CIA to track a former Al Qaeda terrorist seeking to blow up Fenway Park in Boston. Needless to say, Goodwin was a major law firm in America, and it was headed by the mysterious man John Milton.

MILTON: I'm excited to meet our bright new young 'law-man' and see what Harvard's taught him (Luke); I hear he reads.

MILTON: I want you to do this Sinn Fein case involving an ex-IRA man hired by the government to chase Al Qaeda.

LUKE: Was this Irish guerrilla-dude hired because of his expertise in moving around in the underground, John?

MILTON: I knew you're sharp, Luke; we want Goodwin to be the 'face of Sinn Fein politics in America and win this case!

LUKE: I'm versed in Irish politics/media, and I'm eager to see what this IRA 'jackal' is doing for the CIA, John.

MILTON: Give this case lots of time, Luke; you'll appreciate why Boston's become a booming law-town for writers.

LUKE: According to the Friends of Sinn Fein group, there's support for government recruiting of Irish figures for media!

MILTON: I intend to 'groom' Luke as my prodigy of modernism hellfire, and I'll reveal to him my real name.

While studying the Sinn Fein case, advocating American social-group rights in media to support government recruiting for serious underground work in the publicized Goodwin case in Boston, the 'prodigy lawyer' Luke discovered that Goodwin lawyers had been involved in serious problems regarding the strange 'tidings' of various major cases involving probable culpable or 'mired' parties/clients receiving 'handsome' elevations in society to become 'advocates' for various considerations regarding the hype behind civil conspiracies, corruption, and capital controversies.

THERESA: Don't sweat the small stuff, darlin'; we have everything we want here in Boston!

LUKE: I know, Theresa; but I get this eerie feeling that we're being 'tested' morally in some modern view.

THERESA: You sound like your evangelical mom in Algeria.

LUKE: We do have everything we need here in Boston, don't we, darling?

John Milton introduced Luke to a red-hot new young lawyer from Duke named Shelbye who'd joined Goodwin recently and wanted some 'companion' to help her in her special 'ascendancy' in the firm. She was extremely attractive, and Irish woman from Dublin originally, and she somewhat 'distracted' the ambitious Luke from his current heavy Sinn Fein related Boston case involving the ex-IRA jackal and an Al Qaeda conspiracy. Shelbye started seducing Luke, and he had begun courting an adulterous affair with her, and soon, John Milton exposed this scandal (with bed-photos!) to Luke's wife (Theresa)!

Meanwhile, a new bank-robbery team in Boston known as Red Hood was involved in multiple diamond bank heists, claiming allegiance to the 'New IRA' settled in the East Coast, but Milton told Luke these psychos had nothing to do with the IRA or sectarian/employment troubles and fears in the UK and were merely 'signposts' of modern capitalism-rebellion anarchy in North America. Luke was shocked.

LUKE: You had my darling-wife Theresa committed to a psychiatric center; a nut-house, John!
MILTON: Luke, you're starting to see the proverbial light, good young man.
LUKE: I'm a lawyer, John, and there's something 'funny' about this court-house in Boston.
MILTON: Goodwin's been linked to various 'worldly' runs regarding the primal instinct of man.
LUKE: What the hell are you talking about, Milton?
MILTON: My name's not John Milton, which incidentally, is just an acronym from Paradise Lost.
LUKE: What?
MILTON: I'm the Devil, Luke!
LUKE: What?

MILTON: Your 'darling-wife' Theresa committed suicide this morning, Luke.
LUKE: What the hell are you saying?
MILTON: You don't believe me?
LUKE: Which part?
MILTON: That I'm Satan, the Devil.
LUKE: I don't believe you about my darling wife, Theresa, John.
MILTON: I showed her photos of you and Shelbye in 'compromise' and love, Luke.
LUKE: You're a b*****d.
MILTON: I'm rearing you Luke for a special 'view' on civilization, young good man.
LUKE: I'm not your prodigy.
MILTON: Really?
LUKE: I'm a good lawyer, with a great set of cases, law-books, and the mind to succeed.
MILTON: You're not infatuated with Shelbye, are you, Luke?
LUKE: What?
MILTON: I've been 'rearing' you, Luke, to become my Apocalypse-prodigy, using the legal system to create madness.
LUKE: What?
MILTON: This is all a 'moral test' for mankind, Luke, and the adversary is the 'governing neglectful God' we loathe.
LUKE: You're insane.
MILTON: Theresa's insane, Luke; and now, she's dead; join me in this revolution against the limits of liberty.
LUKE: Are you suggesting that because I'm 'frail' by ambition that my fate is to become a 'messenger' of darkness?
MILTON: Why not?
LUKE: John, or Satan, or whatever the heck you're claiming --- I just want to see Theresa.
MILTON: You'll see her...in your dreams, Luke.
LUKE: Where are you leading me, 'Mr. Milton' --- to paradise or purgatory?
MILTON: To an asylum for the morally vulnerable, Luke.
LUKE: What if I refuse --- on the grounds of basic civil worship?
MILTON: Well, I'll have to once more look up at the sky, curse God, and look for a 'better' prodigy than you.
LUKE: If you're Satan, the Devil, turn back time and give me the chance to save my wife Theresa from suicide.
MILTON: As you wish...however, my mission continues, Luke; you saddened me; I'll still build my house of lunacy!

Satan did as Luke bravely requested after turning out his 'rich offer' to become the prodigy of the Apocalypse and turned back time for him so he'd be put back in the position of deciding whether or not to go to Boston and join Goodwin and bring his movie-actress wife Theresa (still alive now!) from Los Angeles. Luke decided to regard the Devil ('John Milton') with a certain air of disregard and moral avoidance, thinking his test was some signpost for a modernism signal of great civilization arrogance.

THERESA: Isn't his Islanders-Bruins game a blast, Luke?

LUKE: Yes, it sure is, darling; and I'm glad we live in New York.

THERESA: How (or why!) else would we be Islanders fans, darlin'?

LUKE: No, I suppose we'd be rooting for those rough-riding Bruins, Theresa.

THERESA: Fate's so fun!

Luke's 'American story' is one of moral transcendence and the escape from real moral dangers, and his encounter with the eccentric 'John Milton' of Goodwin (Boston) served to remind this 'good young man' from Algeria/Harvard that some things...are worth measuring (even diamonds!).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)