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

Family Reunion

I don't know how or when I blacked out, but I woke up to an intense burning on my face. I was tied to a chair beneath a devil's trap on the ceiling. As my vision regained from the liquid thrown on my face, I realized it was holy water. The two angels were standing in front of me, Ezekiel had the holy water, the other had an angel blade.

"Oh good, it's awake," the unknown angel said. I growled at him, my fangs still present. "Hey," he scratched my cheek with the blade, "none of that." It burned and stung in ways I couldn't even fathom. It made me wish I was just back in Hell getting tortured, that couldn't compare to this.

"Now, my name is Uriel, and I know you know Ezekiel's name," Uriel gestured to his partner, "and we don't want any trouble. We just want information." He paused, beginning to circle around me. "All of Heaven knows you're the offspring of Lucifer, and it's taken a while to find you. That being said, you're a descendant of the 'royal family.' Ergo, you must know certain information being withheld from your grandfather, God, by your father. All we want to know is what that information is."

He made his way back to the front of me, his face leaning inches from mine. I hissed in his face, earning another slash, this time on my arm. "How should I know any of this? I just found out I'm his daughter," I told them. "How do we know you're telling the truth?" Ezekiel asked. I growled again, not being able to contain my anger. He threw more holy water at me and I screamed in pain.

"We're not asking for trouble, sweetheart. We just want answers," Uriel stated. Bullshit. "Like hell I'd tell you fuckheads anything." He slowly inserted the blade into my side. I couldn't even begin to explain the pain.

It went on like that for a number of hours. I was covered in my own sweat and blood. My vision was constantly blurred, everything was spinning, I could barely make out anything audible. I was covered in stabs and slashes and burns from the holy water. At this moment, I wished for nothing more than the sweet release of death. At least that way I'd be able to come back from this safe, without the memories.

"Just tell us!" Uriel screamed in my face. I slowly raised my head, my black eyes meeting his blue ones. "You tell my grandfather, that I hope everything he's ever wanted, loved, and needed," I paused, gasping for air, "burns in Hell, so that my father and I can watch. And so we can laugh, and admire everything, everything, he's lost." He jammed his angel blade, covered in my blood, into my stomach and slowly dragged it upwards. I roared out loudly, I truly thought this was the end of me.

I thought of Dark, and his beautiful eyes, his precious smile, the way he'd taught me about love. I thought about the rain, and about how happy it made me because it reminded me of him. I thought about the night we met, about how he changed my life. I thought about the way his lips felt on mine, how he tasted. I remembered the way he'd flirt with me, and how he always knew how to make me smile. I thought about the sex, the rough and sweet, and how I wished nothing more than to feel that euphoria. In this moment, I'd be glad to die, because he'd be safe.

The room became filled with a blinding white light. Uriel took his blade out of my body and looked around the room. Another man had appeared. Everything they said was muffled, my vision went from blurred to black over and over. The room went white two times more, before I saw the other man in front of me.

"Well if it isn't little, (y/n)," he said. He untied me from the chair and broke the devil's trap so I could get out. I immediately growled at him. "Whoa whoa, pumpkin spice, is that any way to greet your uncle?" I looked up at him from my place on the floor, I could barely move. "I'm your Uncle Gabriel, you know, the archangel. And if it weren't for me you'd be dead right now." "W-why'd you h-help m-me?" "Because sometimes I still care about my big brother. I can take you to him. Get you fixed up and back to normal. What do y-" I didn't finish listening to him. I had enough energy in me to teleport once more. I went to Dark's.

I landed in the sunroom, it was raining. He was sitting in the same spot we were earlier, watching the rain, crying. "(Y/n)!" he cried out. He rushed over to me and picked me up from the ground. Once of my hands hooked in the collar of his shirt. "You're so cold," he choked out. "G-get m-me t-t-to D-Dad," I managed to get out.

I couldn't feel him holding me, everything was numb. I saw random flashes of Hell's scenery. I heard sentences in pieces. "Luci....wher...daughter's......hel....dying..." Eventually I saw my father appear in front of Dark, I barely heard them conversing. "Angels.....hurt...ple....ove her...." Dark handed me over into my father's arms, my hand tugged on his shirt collar. "P-pu-uddin..." I barely mumbled. "It.....kay...incess..." After that everything went black.