The Uprising

The Prologue

A nasty feeling crept through the young woman's stomach, as she was walking up the stairs towards the throne room. Demons guards were gazing at her, small fires surrounded her. Hell was everything but a nice place, but she had grown accustomed to it, during to the years she had been living here. Her father had been one of Lucifer's most loyal warriors, while her mother had been nothing but a fallen angel. But Lucifer, or Satan how most humans called him, was quite fond of fallen angels. These creatures often despised heaven, just like he did.

The heavy doors opened once the woman arrived at the top of the staircase, and a few lieutenants gazed up, together with her King. Her dark eyes averted to the ground, while she heard how Lucifer sent his lieutenants away. They all passed her on her way out, some snarling at her since she was a filthy half blood. Even though her mother had fallen, she had still inherited the angel genes, and therefore she was partly an angel, something which was frowned upon society in hell.

"Ashley, my dear, come in please." The voice of Lucifer rang through the gigantic dark room. The brown-haired halfblood gazed up, before she walked into the room, hearing how the heavy doors slid close behind her.

Ashley had turned three-hundred not too long ago, and this meant she had be walking around hell long enough to master the few powers she possessed. It would refrain her from revealing her true nature if she was ever sent to walk earth. It was also the case why she was facing Lucifer right at this point. He had asked her to come over because he had something important to tell her.

The young woman bowed quickly in front of her King, her appearance not looking older as a twenty-year-old. Demons aged slowly, and their appearance wouldn't change until she would get pregnant and give birth to a child. After that her appearance would transform into a slightly older version of it, but for now, she would look twenty for a long time to go.

"I have a task for you, my dear." Lucifer told the woman in front of him, as a smirk lit upon his face. "It will be important for the future of us, of hell." A laugh escaped from his lips as he paced in front of his throne, arms crossed behind his back as he remained silent for some longer.

Gulping softly, the curious woman gazed up at her King once more. "What is the task I will need to for fill, my lord?" she asked, her voice soft. Last thing she wanted was to be scolded or punished for her rude behaviour, but Lucifer seemed to be quite relaxed for the situation. He wasn't as harsh as usual. It almost seemed like he had a touch of humanity showing...

"You will be sent towards Earth. There isn't much I can tell you about it since it will risk the operation." was all Lucifer replied towards Ashley. He straightened his tall body before he walked over towards the woman, lifting up her head to watch her in her eyes. "You have the eyes of your mother, has anyone ever told you that?" he asked, suddenly changing the subject. Another chuckle escaped from his lips as he stroked some of her hair aside behind her ear and rested his hand on her cheek.

"You are the perfect mixture for this job. All I am telling you is that everything will become clear once you arrived. Follow your instinct, do whatever you wish to do. You will forget you belong to hell until I will contact you again." he told her, as his voice changed into a hypnotizing melody. "My fallen angel, please rise again and forget you ever fell. You forget that you truly belong, here in hell." His irises glow a ruby red, as he hissed some incoherent words into her face Ashley could not understand. She only felt her lower stomach twist and turn, pounding inside her body.

With that, Lucifer retreated from the young demon, turning his back to gaze up at the high, high ceiling. "Goodbye Ashley. We will meet again." The King of hell snapped his fingers, and with that, everything turned black.