The girl from before was waiting for me at the entrance of the building.
"You really shouldn't waste so much time..," she said, her eyes staring deep into mine till I looked away a sense of shame building though I don't know why. She placed her hand on my arm and led me inside. I didn't speak the whole time she led me through hallways and doors and rooms with never ending ceilings. I was afraid she would stare at me again. Maybe my sould would dissipate if she did. Do I even really have a soul anymore?
"Yes dear, you do. It is even more vibrant than if you were just a human or an angel," a smooth and deep voice answered my thoughts.
"Y-you heard that?," I stuttered out and I instantly felt the regret of it. Why can't I just shut up? Obviously he did. He let out a deep chuckle and I looked around for him. Where was he? Somewhere normal? The ground? The throne set up on a small platform? Behind us? Nope! He was walking on the ceiling with big bat wings spread out. I watched him and his wings occasionally twitched. He smiled and my heart near shattered with the beauty. "Who...who are you?"
"my dear," he dropped down and placed his hand on my cheek sending heat through out my body,"I am Lucious. Or the devil...," he appeared bitter at the mention of his other name. Me, I lost it. Not outwardly, oh no. I wouldn't do that! My mind on the other hand was running around in circles screaming that I had just met Lucifer or Lucious or whatever the hell he was! "Stop please, your screaming is giving me a headache," He said softly and I cursed myself for being so stupid.
"Sorry...,"
"It is fine, you will have training so that your mind is better protected..of course..I will still be able to read it. Not many can protect their minds from my abilities." I nodded slowly and bit my lip. I felt my wings causing a draft and willed them to stop. Lucious walked behind me and my breath caught in my throat. "Magnificent...," he mumbled and stroked one of the feathers on my left wing.
"Wh...," I breathed deep to steady my voice,"Why do I have them when it has never happened before?"
"Your type of species now is rare even, wings is such an impossibility. Your kind...the demon-human species has been going extinct for the past year...only six or so remain."
"Why are they....we going extinct?"
"You are hunted..more so than demons or even vampires in this day. It was believed that your kind could steal the souls of another human and use it to keep yourselves alive. Your body wont last long. You have demon abilities and powers and workings, inside of a human body. That body will fade, just as your soul is supposed to..."
"What?"
"Oh it isn't true. Demons have been mating with humans for years and nothing bad has come out of your species. Not like that anyway. Little things always cause trouble. Demon-human ones just happen to cause more. Take a little girls fit and multiply it by at least eighty. Temper tantrum from hell, quite literally." he laughed and smiled at his own joke. It even brought a faint twist to my lips.
"So...I wont die because of my shitty human body?"
"No, your soul is the problem not your body"
"I don't understand..."
"Your soul burns to bright...even before your change it burned brighter than your classmates. We were disappointed in a way when you chose such a normal path in life. We had hoped for an artist or a musician. We haven't had one in years and they are so entertaining."
"Oh sorry I wasn't what you wanted" I said with a bitter tone causing him to laugh.
"Oh dear, no one is ever what is wanted from others. We had just thought that with a soul like yours you must be extraordinary. You are...obviously," he paused to flick my wings,"But not how we had hoped. You are a warrior. Your mind thinks in mathematical and strategic forms. You were born to fight a battle that wont...shouldn't happen for the next thirty years."
"So I can go home and just come around when I am called?"
"No....going home now is not an option. Raven, your father thinks you died. Your friends...they...here I will just show you," He pulled over a black bowl and poured some water in it. He looked over it and breathed deeply before blowing softly on the water and making it ripple. When it stopped moving it was like a mirror, but it was at school. My old school. I leaned forward and listened to what my friends were saying.
"Stupid bitch deserved it. She wasn't even wanted by her father"
"I heard her father attempted suicide because she died"
"I heard her mother died just to get away from her"
I stumbled away from the water, slipping and falling.
"B-but....my friends..they wouldn't..." luscious looked at me and I could see it. The look of covered happiness. He was attempting to feign pity. To empathize with me despite his want to laugh at my misery.
