Satans daughter in Heaven

11th

All my friends stared at me in awe.

"Flame you have wings!!!" Morgan cried.
"They're beautiful" Lily whispered.

"Yes I have wings and thanks Lil, yours are just as beautiful"

"Flame, what's up? you're angry and I know it." Logan walked over to me and cupped my cheek. "What's wrong?" he stared deep into my eyes and I crumbled, I squeezed him tightly and rested my head on his chest. "My father plans to use me as a weapon, he killed my mother and the worst thing is, I have spent my whole life being satan's daughter when I'm actually part angel"

Everybody gasped and Logan held me tighter. "This means war" he said softly.

I looked up at him. "You are seriously the best friend ever" I whispered.

"Hey!" a chorus of offended but jokey 'heys' filled the den which made me and Logan chuckle.

"This is no longer going to be a charade, we need a new plan. A plan of attack" I said with authority and sternness. I needed to get across to them that I needed them but at the same time we need to win and defeat my father.

After talking and planning for a good hour we were all tired and wanted to have a break so what better way than to stretch our wings.

I ran out of the den and spread my wings. Boy, have I missed flying. I took off and felt the cold air against my face. It was refreshing and I felt so free.

I flew high up into the highest clouds in heaven and then glided up and down, through the soft fluffy clouds.

I glided up and down and flapped my wings. I loved flying. It was my escape and my only time I could truly get to myself. I have the strongest wings in heaven and hell, now I know why but still they are incredibly powerful.

When I fly, no angel or demon can catch me.

After a while I floated down to my uncle who was standing outside our mansion.
"Thank you" I said, hugging him tightly.

"You're my niece. I love you, flame" he replied, hugging me back even tighter.

"I'm going to go 'talk' to my dad. Is there anything else I should know before I leave?"

"As much as I love your father, he has done so much wrong. Aim for the heart but soften it first" my uncle sighed.

For the first time, I saw it. My uncle had loved my mother with all his heart and my uncle killing her made him die a little inside. It made sense now. The way his eyes twinkled with sadness and happiness whenever her name was mentioned.

My dad really is an idiot.

I waved farewell to my uncle and walked slowly towards the den where we had chosen to meet. I looked up from the ground to see all my friends standing proudly in all their amour and their wings ready. It was then that I realised that this wasn't fair on them. They've known me 6 months and now they are already willing to lay their lives down for me. I looked from face to face and lastly gazed at Logan. I love them all to much to let them die for me. I can't let them do this. I love them. Especially Logan, he's my best friend and he means the world to me.

"Guys. Can I talk to you inside? just before we go" I whispered.

Once they were all in I locked the door and sealed it with one of my powers.

"I'm sorry. I can't lose any of you" I shouted.

I turned on my heels and flew out of the golden gates, time to take the highway to hell.

I reached my childhood home and looked at the huge rocks and molten lave making the place glow. I saw people walking over the river of souls on a little footbridge my father built when I was younger. I could hear the cries of tortured souls and ear piercing screams. The demons roamed the other side of the bridge.

Right flame. Lets get acting.

I walked with confidence and anger all the way to the bridge everywhere going quiet as I passed it. If I had missed anything, it was the terror I brought to people's faces.

I stormed over the bridge and glared at every demon, making them cower and quake. I looked up at the dark palace I used to call home a pushed open the big black doors.

"Ah, flame, you're home"

"Don't you dare. You send me up there not even giving me a slight hint of what might happen to me considering I'm part fucking angel and then you moan at me for being fucking well behaved when I was stirring shit up and playing pranks and all the sort of thing. You had no right to come in there and interrupt it. It was like having a nice long holiday but no, daddy here has to come in and ruin it." I yell at him, letting some of the anger that is actually inside me out but keeping some back so that if this ends in a fight I still have anger to motivate me.

"Whatever. The good thing is your back now where I can keep you safe." He said calmly. As if nothing I had said mattered to him.

"Why do I need to be kept safe?" I yelled. I knew it was about me being a weapon but I went along with it. "I'm strong enough to look after myself dad." I glared.

"Is it wrong for a father to want to keep his daughter safe?"

"It is if he's keeping her for the wrong reasons" I replied instantly. Blowing my cover in a flash.

"What has God told you?" my father was getting angry turning redder and redder by the minute.

"He's told me enough. Enough for me to know that I'm just some reuse able weapon for you to use against heaven and that my mother didn't die because of having to keep me out of harm in a battle she died because you killed her" I shouted. The palace went quiet and gasps were heard from each corner of the room.

My father wrapped his hands around my throat and pinned me against a wall.

"I thought you were smarter than that. Your weapons can always be used against you. " I said kicking him in the gut and spreading my wings.

I let a ball of energy form in my hands before firing at my father who had just got up onto his feet.

"I'm not as stupid as you think flame. All my weapons have self destruct buttons." He had to be bluffing. I'm immortal but still I didn't trust him.

I used a plasma beam and aimed it at his chest to soften it. I used all the power inside me. I started to glow my arms turning red before going into a pink and then into a powerful glowing white. It burned but I couldn't stop. I had to kill him.

" Flame stop you'll kill yourself" I heard Logan's voice from across the room.

"How did you get out Logan?" I said losing my concentration and my plasma beam failing.

"Flame you can't shut me in or out" he said running over to me.

"I don't think so" my fathers voice boomed. He used his telekinesis to pin Logan against the wall and started to choke him.

"Release him at once" I shouted.

"I'm above you flame. You can't beat me."

While I distracted my father, Logan blasted my father and ran from his grip but unfortunately he tripped a fell near the door. My father aimed at Logan and I knew that he was about to kill him.

With my body still glowing a blinding white, I jumped in front of the beam and absorbed all the dark magic my father possessed. I felt the burning sensation become stronger and soon it had to escape.

First I felt it escaping through my finger tips and my toes, then my arms and legs and finally it reached my heart and it felt as if my body was exploding.

Then it went black.