Opposites attract

Trouble

Karina POV
As I teleport back into hell, a wave of heat hits me. It's too be expected: this whole place is made of fire. But it still shocks me, especially since it's raining on earth. I shake my head: what is wrong with me? Demons love the heat. We live in it. We can create fire. So the heat should be a welcome thing. I should be glad that hell is an oven, and I should loath the rain on earth.
It's just one more thing on a list of things I should be doing.
I'm being stupid again. I like the heat, I just don't hate the rain.
It doesn't matter either way.

I open up my wings and fly to a large pile of rock. Then, I pull off a section. Behind this rock is a hidden crevice with the one thing I "own": a necklace. It's a black oval gem on a silver chain, and it's been mine since I can remember. I think it came from my parents, as I've had it since I was small, but then again no demon knows their parents so there is no way for me to check.
I hold the necklace in my hand, and then put it around my neck. I don't know why, but a little voice in the back of my mind is telling me that I will need it, and the little voice is usually right.
After putting the section of wall back, I fly off again only to crash into another demon. Although I don't recognise him, he seems to recognise me and tells me that Lucifer would like to see me.
When I walk into the office, I notice that he is angry. Really angry.
I start to sweat and swear mentally.
"Ah, Karina. There you are." he says, his voice unusually quiet.
This is not good. Not good at all.
I should fly away, but that will tip him off that I did something. Then again, if he's mad at me chances are he knows what I did.
Either way, I'm dead.
"Karina, what are we?"
I blink.
"We are demons."
"Yes. And what do demons do?"
"We cause trouble."
"Anything else?"
He knows. Why am I still here? He knows. I need to fly away now, before I'm chucked into the darkest part of hell.
I try and flap my wings, but I can't. Something us stopping me.
"You won't be able to fly away here Karina. The answer that you did not provide, is that we kill Angels. We DO NOT SIT DOWN AND TALK TO THEM. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOU HAVE CAUSED ME?"
I'm scared, really scared, but j can't fly away. I'm trying to walk, but that is impossible as well.
I'm going to die. That, or I'm going to get thrown in the darkest part of hell. Actually, probably the second one.
I'm panicking, and my head is spinning and I'm going to throw up. Lucifer is yelling now, but I can't hear what he's saying.
And then he flies backwards, into a wooden desk and I find that my wings are free.
Without giving myself time to think about what happened, I fly out of the office, flap my wings, and appear in a sidestreet.
And then I run.
I run like my life depends on it, because it does.