Hell's Angel (On Hold)

Hell's Angel

Hi guys, this is my first attempt at a story, and I'm really nervous! I don't know whether you guys will enjoy it, but I hope you do! ;D

Oh, and fore-warning, the main character is from Hell, so there WILL be swearing!

No proof-reading done! :P

Prologue

"They can't do that! Not again!" I shout.

"They can, and they will. As long as it is in their power, they will try their level best to get what they want," He replies calmly.

"And what do you propose? Sit around and let them do this? Every day, they gain more followers, and every day, our power recedes. We can't sit around anymore, Lucifer!" I was losing my patience, and if he didn't react soon, I was going to blow off.

"Don't you dare tell me what to do, Brooklyn! Remember, I am above you in all aspects possible!" Yes! He hath reacted! Thank the Unholy Lord!

"You and your damn pride, you don't get it! As Hell sits on its ass, Heaven is out zombifying humans into Devil knows what!"

"A, I am Lucifer, hon, I have an excuse to be proud. B, I am the Devil, but I don't know what Heaven's doing," There goes the reaction I was looking for.

"Don't get snarky with me," I growl

"Well, since you're in such a foul mood...I guess I can give you some consolation," He smirks at me, clearly enjoying my torture.

"Consolation? What sort of consolation?" I ask. Maybe he has a plan? Nah, wishful thinking.

"Well, we need every follower we can get, and now it's time for us to fight back, right? So I have decided it's time for one of the higher forces of Hell to step in and personally handle this. The highest here is me, and since I'm too busy dealing with the rebellion, I guess next in line is you, O Beloved Fiancée!" He adds the last part coated with honey, as though trying to allure me, and I know he is trying to use our relationship as a weapon to get me to do something I won't like. I glance at him warily before replying.

"Oh? Why I am simply flattered, O Beloved One! What do you want me to do?" I imitate him, adding the same thick syrup to my voice, batting my eyelashes prettily to add to the effect. He doesn't buy it.

"Hm, I'm worried you're scaring me with that fake affection, love," He smirks. I scowl at him.

"What do you want me to do, Lucifer?" I asked resignedly.

"Well, we could go back to my room and pick up from where we stopped before we were so rudely interrupted..." At this he shoots a discreet glare at the scared manservant standing quietly in a corner, waiting for us to give him an order. He trembles silently under Lucifer's gaze.

"Lucifer!" I snap.

"Alright! Alright, you're such a buzz kill today, love! Anyways, here's the thing. I want you to go you to Earth and personally get to know this boy, Aden. Get to know him, earn his trust, even seduce him if you have to, but keep him away from Heaven. Do not let him fall out of his bad boy, daredevil ways, whatever you want to call them. Do not, under any circumstances, let Heaven convert him. During your time on Earth, you can help others away from Heaven as well, but your main goal is Aden. He is a true follower, if you can have him remain loyal. Just remember two things. Don't break his heart, and don't lose yours," He finishes, hardening his gaze. I know what he's thinking. He's possessive, and he would never like it if I left him. He'd unleash his entire wrath on me. I'm not worried about that, though. No. How can I, one of the most powerful creatures ever known, fall in love with a mere mortal? That is not what I'm worried about. What I'm afraid of is having the weight of Hell's future on my shoulders. It is now or never. America. Can I convert America to Hell's side? I don't think so. But I have to.