Exiled: The Demonic Soul

When you realize it was the other way around...

"You-your-your father?!" I exclaimed. I admit...that really surprised me. I directed the question to Christi who was pouting her lips and looking in the other direction, trying her darnest to avoid my questioning gaze.

"You-you-you're Lucifer?!" screamed Jehovah-God or whatever it is people call him...

"Father...you're embarassing me! Return to your usual form already!" demanded Christi with a red face.

I swear she looks cute when she's really embarassed. Those cute soft cheeks--wait...ahem! Got a little sidetracked there...

Anyway, Jehovah returned to his kiddy form and instantly begged for forgiveness from his daughter.

"I'm so sorry Christi! I am so sorry!" he begged on his knees.

"No!" Christi declared.

This was kinda amusing to watch. The almighty god of creation is on his knees begging for forgiveness from his daughter. As one of the demonic side, I'm very pleased with my wife-to-be!

"Please! Cut me some slack! I didn't know it was him!" explained Jehovah.

"But you-" I cut Christi off with a pat on her head, "Now, now...let's not get to the part where we start ripping each other's throat out..." I turned Christi's head to face me, "Forgive him just this once okay?" I pleaded.

Christi's cheeks suddenly turned red. I could tell she was flustered, "Uh...s-s-sure thing Lu..." she turned to look at Jehovah, "Sorry dad...just lost my cool back there..." she said shyly.

Jehovah's face brightened, "Christi!" he exclaimed as he hugged her tightly.

"Well...all is well and ends-" I was interrupted by a sudden blast on my back and was thrown outside of the building.

I landed with a thud on the school grounds with my backside bleeding profusely. Well I could tell it was bleeding because I could feel some sharp objects embedded on my flesh...and it freaking hurts!

"Lulu!" Christi called out from a window.

I tried to get up, "I'm fine! Go! Find a place to hide for now!" I commanded. I remembered I still have Jason to order around...Christi and Jehovah could use an extra muscle to keep them protected...

"Jason..." I called out using my telepathy, "Huh? Yo milord! Wow! We can speak using our minds!" Jason exclaimed.

"I need you to find Christi..." I said with difficulty due to the pain on my back, "find her and protect her at all costs..." I finished.

"Sure thing milord...Jason out!" he replied and cut off the link.

"You know it kinda pisses me off to think that you would forget about me..." said a familiar voice.

I turned to look. It was the other me!
"Damn...you're still alive?" pretty dumb thing for me to ask...

"To think Wrath is this weak...Lucleid must be so disappointed of you." he said in dismay as he walked towards me.

I tried to get up once again, but dropped to one knee after realizing that I'm still injured. My soul counter beeped, sixty-one souls left...guess that blast was enough to kill me...shit...

The other me stopped infront of me and scratched the back of his head, "Don't bother getting up Wrath...you don't stand a chance...even if you use your demon form..." he said with utmost certainty.

But then again, stubborness must run in the family. I tried to get up once more, "My name is not Wrath...it's-" he kicked me square on the face and sent me flying into a nearby shed.