For Better Or Worse (Darkiplier x Reader) [Completed]

Fight Fire With Fire

There was a warm, orange glow about the room when I woke up. The sun was setting slowly in the sky, Dark was still sleeping. I carefully slid out of his arms and redressed myself, taking a shirt of his since he ripped mine.

I closed the door behind me quietly. Seconds after, I heard a branch snap outside. My head darted to the direction of the sound, a literal snarl escaping the back of my throat. I've never done that before, I thought to myself. I threw on some shoes and went outside to find out who or what made the noise.

I ventured off from the house a bit. It was still visible, but not by much. "You're still around him, huh?" I recognized the Irish accent from behind me. And sure enough, as I turned around, Anti was standing there. "What's your deal with him anyway?" I asked. His mood shifted from mischievous to angry. "That's none of your business." "Well it is because I'm sticking around. So fess up," I told him. He sighed, "You can't tell anyone." "I really got no one to tell." "I like him, alright?" I was shocked to say the least.

"You, like..." I trailed off as I pointed towards the house. He stayed silent. "So what's this gotta do with me?" I asked. He smirked, making eye contact with me. "Oh, it's not just about you, it's about what you are." I looked at him puzzled. What was I? A demon, I knew that for a fact.

He began walking towards me ever so slowly. I backed up until I hit the trunk of a tree. His face was now inches from mine. "You don't know. Do you?" I shook my head. He chuckled, "Well, (y/n), why don't you find out."

He immediately put his lips on mine. I pushed him off of me, punching him in the cheek right after. He stumbled back a bit, laughing as he wiped a bit of blood off his lip. "Come on, you can do better than that. Fight me!" he screamed.

My black eyes and claws came back, although this time my canines had elongated into fangs. I ran to Anti and slashed at his cheek. I continuously punched and kicked him farther and farther away from me. I ran to him again but he held his hand out, his palm facing me, and a wave of force pushed me back.

I was thrown onto a tree harshly and fell to the ground. I blinked, trying to regain my vision, as it was blurry. I stood up slowly, Anti watching my every move. I went to scream, but it came out as a growl, just like a wolf's. My vision was blurred by a white light briefly. When my sight came back, I had two, sharp horns on the top of my head, and bright red flames were emitting from the palms of my hands.

Every exhale came out as a snarl, I sounded like a rabid animal. I stared down Anti as he smiled deviously at me. I saw Dark out of the corner of my eye run to us wearing just shoes and pants.

"Anti what the fuck did you do?!" he screamed as he ran towards the Irishman. Anti held out his hand, "I would keep your distance." He paused for a moment, holding his arms out to me as if I were an animal on display at a circus. "Here she is folks! The very daughter of Lucifer himself!"

His words brought me back to my senses. Dark and I both looked at him confused. "I'm..." I trailed off. "Yes you are. Well it was pleasure doing business with you, but I really must be going," Anti stated. "Wait, you can't," I started, but he was already gone.

Dark looked at me, "(Y/n)?" I didn't answer, I felt all the blood in my body being replaced with anger. "(Y/n) wait!" Dark pleaded, but I had already left. I rarely teleported anywhere, but this was beyond important. I arrived in front of the gate that read "Welcome to Hell" on it. I marched in, ignoring all the people telling me to calm down and wait. "Where's Lucifer?!" I screamed continuously until someone answered me. "He's in his room."

I walked through all the tunnels and corridors, once again ignoring everyone in my way. I reached his door and the guards wouldn't let me in. "You can't see him." "Why the fuck not?!" "That's private information." I had learned to control certain features to come out when I wanted them to. My horns, fangs and black eyes came out. "I'm his daughter," I snarled. They slightly cowered in fear and opened the doors for me. And there was my father, sitting on his throne of skulls and bones.

"Oh, (y/n), what a surprise to see you back. How was the supp-" "I'm your daughter?!" I interrupted, screaming at him. He smiled, slowly walking down to me. "So you've figured it out." He stood in front of me and smiled, looking proud. He engulfed me in a hug. I stood there, not knowing what to do. I eventually awkwardly wrapped my arms around him. "So, what did you need, sweetheart?" he asked as he pulled away and walked back to his special chair. "I..." What did I come down here for? "I don't know," I admitted. "Oh, well that's too bad. I hope to see you back down here again. Thanks for visiting, (y/n)."

I started to leave but then stopped, "Wait. What does this mean, me being your daughter?" He chuckled, "Well, let's say you get the "special treatment." Someone kills you? I kill them and bring you back. You can ask to bring someone back if they are killed, but I must give the okay. It's really no different than regular living, you just get more privileges." I nodded, "Okay."

I teleported back to the warehouse. I sat up in the loft by the window, like I always do. I snatched a rat and ate, needing some blood in my system. It started to rain, just like it always did. I thought about Dark, about him and last night and the early morning hours. "But you're my princess." I smiled, remembering his words. I technically am, I thought, I am technically the 'Princess of Hell.' My next thought, sadly, ruined my happy thoughts, But was I really his?