Lucifer's Little Angel: The Story of Satans Daughter

Chapter 5- Alexia Is Queen.

How did she respond to that? Satan was her father? Right. Sure. And Nikki is a saint. The coma experience got weirder and weirder.

She stared at him for a good three minutes. A few more boys milled in, watching. Mouths half open in anticipation. Eyes wide. Strangely, no girls anywhere.

"Who the hell are you to tell me you're my father?" Alexia laughed flatly, raising one eyebrow. She didn't care how many people were watching, this was far too much. This joke had gone on too long. So what if none of this was real? It felt real, therefore, it needed to be stopped. The boys all looked at each other, some with cocky smirks, others in disbelief. Murmurs fled around the room.

Her "father" didn't falter or skip a beat. He just walked around his throne and sat down, crossing one leg over the other, "Alexia, my darling, it's true. I'm your father. Biological, that is." he smiled, revealing his white teeth and sharp canines.

Alexia felt something come over her. She held up her hand as she stepped down carelessly on the previously satanic ground, the others watching. The floor lit up as she passed each star, shining dim red light, "alright, daddy dearest, tell me one thing: what is this all about, huh? A family reunion in Hell? Yeah, alright. Where's mommy? Is she the Loch Ness Monster?" she laughed incredulously. It was only a dream, why hold back? One of her watchers with bleached blonde hair smiled and leaned against the wall, "she really is yours, huh?" he directed the question to Lucifer.

"Alexia, your mother, well she's still in Heaven. She wasn't demoted to Hell."

Alexia paused, "wait, how was I born if 'mom' is still in Heaven?"

Lucifer glanced at the growing audience, "perhaps we should talk alone."

"aw, come on, whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of your," she glanced behind her, "Demonic army." Alexia snorted, folding her arms across her chest. He just glanced more meaningfully at them and they dispersed, but wanting to stay.

After they had all left, Lucifer stood up and walked over to her. He continued with a sigh, "you were to be born in Heaven, as the most powerful prophet to God. Before you were born, I was cast out of Heaven to Hell, as I am now. You were demoted of your status and you were just another child of God."

Alexia nodded him to go on as she sat in his throne absent-mindedly. He went on, "God was not happy with me, he gave your mother the chance to either give you up to me and herself along with me, or for you to go to Earth until your childhood was over. Then you would become mine again. She chose Earth."

Alexia shifted as he continued, "you were sent down to Earth as a normal human girl. You were found as if you were abandoned by your birth mother." his voice was sad.

Even though this wasn't real, Alexia felt hurt, "do you blame mom- er, her?"

He stared somewhere on the ceiling, "no. I would've done the same thing. Heaven really was nice. Safe, too."

"Why did you do what you did?"

"hmm?" he snapped back to attention.

"Why did you defy God like that, I mean." Alexia shifted in the huge chair.

"Well, because," he sighed, "I wanted to be God. I-"

"wanted to be a leader not a follower." Alexia said monotonously.

"Exactly. You know the feeling?"

"All too well," she smiled sarcastically. She kicked her boots up on the armrest, "so its your fault. You wanted more than you got, selfishness, correct? In my eyes, there's no reason to hate God except, well, jealously." she challenged.