The Devil's Curse.

Chapter 7 | I need to know

Chapter 7 | I need to know

The night came and I sat in Lucas's private study, the large stone fireplace was lit and blazing so I sat on the floor in the warmth drinking tea and looking at the old map of hell he always kept on his desk. My fingers skimmed over the delicate border of hell's gates – and the small textured tree tops of the Triste forests.

"Have you ever been out of hell?" I asked Kit who sat on the couch with an old book. She nodded, not bothering to look up.

"Recently?" I asked again. Again she nodded. My hopes brightened up and I found myself sitting beside her. She gently placed her book on the couch beside her and looked at me with disappointment.

"It's crap honestly, humans are selfish and greedy creatures who believe their surface is the only thing that exists – and matters," she sighed looking up at the ceiling. Earlier she had braided her dark locks back and pulled on a pair of black leggings and a white blouse. She had even pulled on a pair of black heeled boots. She did still look badass but I was surprised at the change out of her normal combat outfit. More surprised at her words, she seemed to like me enough I didn't realize she thought about people that way. I thought she liked me.

"Oh," was my only reply. I didn't know how to respond to her.

"I don't hate them, I merely don't agree with them. You have to remember you're not a human – maybe at one point you were considered one by yourself and those around you but you have angel blood inside you and you're in hell. Cloud you have to stop going by mortal standards," she sighed softly, gently like putting down a puppy. I frowned slightly. Hell no. The standards I go by are the only thing still tying me to the hope of finding Daniel. I wasn't going to dare lose them.

"I won't," I replied annoyed she'd even suggest that. She smirked slightly.

"I know, that's what makes you Cloud," she paused and looked over at the door, "Sir Lucifer is home, I'll let him know you're in here," she stood to leave and I grabbed her hand. She froze for a moment before looking down at me. I let go quickly not wanting to offend her.

"Sorry, I was just curious why you call him Sir?" I mumbled looking down at where I rested my hands on my lap.

"Story for another day," she replied growing cold then turning and disappearing into thin air. I made a mental note to ask her about that next, I figured that was her special demon power but I was sure only noble or royals had demon powers. Lila did but she was related to Valor himself.

I sighed returning back to the floor to look at the map. I could pin point Saanti's place in the very middle of the map, Lucifer's was almost right beside it then around it spread out fairly close was the rest of the royals. I wondered who the rest of the royals were, I had never met any other ones. Maybe the council was considered royalty.

"Planning on running away?" Lucas asked from the door. I didn't hear him come in. I looked over at him and smiled happily. I had missed him, ignoring the fact that he looked completely pissed off right now. But that's ok!

"Nope, just looking at the gates of hell. The maps really pretty," I chirped back smiling. He just stared at me, those gold eyes judging me.

"What?" I asked innocently. He sighed walking over in brief strides then reached down to pull me up. I stumbled slightly at the quick action and dropped the map. Lucifer seemed to be in a prissy mood today. I figured it had something to do with the masked man.

"Did you find him?" Hope flared through me, I wanted to know how and why I felt this way towards the stranger. Lucifer's face morphed into a scowl and I slowly shut my mouth and stayed silent. He didn't respond, just picked his map back up and crossed the room to place it on his table.

He sat at his desk, I watched as he pulled out paperwork and started working on it. Completely ignoring me. I knew I should leave, give him space as I could feel the anger radiating off him. But I didn't want to, I couldn't move my feet towards the door. I wanted to know what had happened now and I needed to know if the stranger was safe. I needed to know who he is.

"Lucas," I said softly, I knew I was pushing him. He froze but didn't dare look up. I knew a fight was coming, he was beyond pissed right now but I couldn't care less.

"Lucas did you find him?" I asked louder this time with more force in my words. He looked up at me, his jaw was shut so tightly I wondered if it had been wired that way. I approached the desk closer, closer.

"Did you?" I pressed onwards placing my hands on his desk. Our inches were only a few inches apart now. Neither one of us dared breathe nor move.

"No I did not Cloud. I did not find the fucking angel blood that you had been hugging. Do you know that's a crime? Life of torturing for that!" He spat pushing away from his desk and standing to face away from me.

"What the hell is a rotting angel blood? You don't know what I felt when I saw him Lucifer! I knew him! My heart knew him," I yelled grabbing his arm desperate for him to understand. He spun, anger flashing in his eyes but I refused to back down.

"You loved him? Who is he then? A former lover? A boyfriend? All the more reason to kill the bastard!" He snarled.

"No!" I argued, I was sobbing now. Tears ran down my face and I felt exhausted and suddenly grew faint. All this anger was messing with my head and health clearly. I sighed and turned. I'd just rest in my room for now, he was too angry and hot headed right now to actually listen and reason.

"Wait, where are you going?" he asked confused. I waved him off.

"To the room, I'm tired of this shit Lucifer. I'm going to rest," I grumbled back pulling the door open. Behind me he sighed softly.

"Rotting angel bloods are evil. They're nephalems who feed on angels and even demons for power, they're evil Cloud. I don't know who that man was but he came to see you for a reason, I wouldn't be surprised if he helped Ariel do that to Gabriel," he said softly. I turned to look at him, my eyes growing wide with horror.

"I doubt you knew him too, rotting angel bloods know how to hurt people, and they're strong. No doubt he had used some sort of power or fucked up glory on you," he replied gritting his teeth and looking down.

"It's ok, I'm ok and everything will be ok," I whispered walking over to hug him. He let me, not pulling back but also not hugging me back. That was alright, I knew he was still mad but at least he was letting me comfort me.

I didn't dare tell him that he was wrong. I know what my heart was telling me and it was telling me that masked man despite what he was had great importance to me. I knew him from somewhere and he is someone I love not as a lover but another love. Maybe a friend I lost a long time ago that I had forgotten about. I knew I needed to find out who he was.

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