Light cannot exist without her sister darkness and the same can be said in reverse. But, even when they go hand in hand they're complete opposite.
This anthology is the same.
From demons, wicked and lusty, to pure angels, gods longing for love or...
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The hardest part was entering the fortress without anyone raising the alarm but now it should be an easy task to find her target thanks to all the darkness that enveloped the place.
Old memories flooded her as she wandered through the cold corridors of the so-called palace. Memories of laughter during happier days with her twin brother and Caspiel as they enjoyed the gardens of their home. Everything perfect. Everything wonderful. Just as it should be.
Tears rolled down her human skin and her legs threatened to lose their strength. Feeling the crippling pain of loss every time she adopted her human body had become the norm. Her original form― the spiritual one― also felt pain but couldn't express it because it was pure energy.
She knew her whole plan was crazy but she couldn't sit idly by anymore while her own twin― born and created from the same solar ray than her― continued causing so much suffering to their mortal siblings, the Great Father and to herself.
Lord of Heaven, forgive me but I can't continue seeing thousands suffer under his hands while you wait for the fulfillment of a prophecy that will eventually destroy many. I must do this even if I may lose my wings.
Waiting for the Judgment Day to wage a battle against her brother was illogical when all you had to do was cut off the head of the snake. Literally. Kill it so that the peace could once again return to the world. To everyone except her... she would never return to the innocent creature she once was anymore. Not when she had witnessed how the purest light of the universe could turn into the darkest evil.
A twisted winged monster peered down the hall in which the angel was, sniffed the air and― just when she thought her mission would be over― the beast continued on his way with obvious disinterest. Hidden in the shadows of the corridor, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and continued on her way.
Even without ever been in Hell, her steps were directed towards a specific point of the macabre mansion. She could feel the dark and twisted soul of her twin waiting not far from her position. The female gripped the hilt of her angelic sword for courage and more tears rolled down her face as she remembered her brother giving her that very same weapon when she received the title of "Protector of Light". Honor only granted to archangels.
When she arrived at the door that hid her brother, vivid images of her shackled, her wings being plucked and flesh eaten as Lucifer smiled in a corner, flooded her mind like a bloody stream. She took two steps back, shaking from head to toe at what her Eyarim had just showed her. Again she stepped back until her body hit the dismembered corpse of a celestial warrior― in full armor― mounted as an ornament on the wall. The breastplate that covered the torso of the puzzle that once was one of her brothers stumbled and fell. Luckily, her reflexes enabled her to catch the piece in time or the consequences could have been dire... The demons weren't known for their kindness to angels, much less when said angel was the sister of their king who wanted to kill him.
She looked back to that comrade exhibited in pieces on the wall like a trophy and felt disgusted to share kinship with the evil being who enjoyed seeing that carnage every day. Another tear fell down her cheek but she quickly cleaned it up with the back of her arm.
Luzbel, stop crying as a human child and open that door. Your chosen fate is waiting for you.
The female warrior looked one last time at the body of the angel, whispering a prayer for his spirit, put her hand on the doorknob and opened the door.
Darkness swallowed her. Silence stretched giving the illusion no one was in the room, however she could still feel the presence of her brother in that place. Slowly she soundlessly drew her sword and used her Eyarim to search the room for the electrical signals that every creature produced. An initial glance left her with nothing until she looked over her shoulder. Just behind her, and too close to not perceive it before, several electric sparks were forming a figure.
Huge flames suddenly burned in a fireplace that mimicked a fierce dragon's mouth while strong arms immediately immobilized her when she made the mistake of getting distracted by the fire. Her sword fell to the ground with a metallic cry that echoed in the chamber.
"Look what I caught scurrying about! A fearful little mouse!" the fallen exclaimed, his lips close to the warrior's ear. "You really thought that no one had detected your presence, sister?" He enjoyed feeling how his gannet ishar tensed up as realization dawn on her. "I felt you coming from the moment you forced Uriel to open the doors of my prison."
Lucifer took the heavenly sword from the ground without any reaction― even when his hand was scorched by the contact― and stood in front of his twin. His eyes softened fleetingly before his cold mask was put back into place.
"You're still the same as ever, Luzbel. So predictable..."
