Tainted Souls and Golden Lies

Chapter 1

Lu wasn't sure where to start his search. So far he couldn't find her and as much as he tried he couldn't shake her face from his mind. Visons had to be the only way he could describe them because he couldn't dream. Dreaming was meant for humans and he had never had the pleasure of being one himself. He was an angel. That wasn't a lie. He used to be one. But in the eyes of his oppressor, some angels deserved to die. At least the one's that weren't corrupted by the golden lies that left their master's mouth. Lu had been one of those angels.

He went back to pondering the girl he had been desperately searching for. So far, she wasn't in the spirit realm as he could tell, but that often meant there was a possibility she was on earth. And what animal littered the earth? Humans.

Although he never had a personal hatred towards them, he never understood them. They believed in false prophesies that often led them to committing terrible crimes. And what was the point of committing any crime at all? They already had the damn planet, what more could they want? But he secretly knew the answer to that question himself. They wanted salvation. Salvation from him and all of the other 'evil' in the world. But they really didn't know what they were getting themselves into and that was what he needed to tell this girl. He needed to warn her before these mindless creatures sold themselves to slavery.

Humans were like that though. Mindless bodies that floated around the lands taking what they could and demanding so in the name of the Lord. So if the Lord demanded it, it was be seen to be correct? Kill that kid because God said to. Lu often didn't understand their thought process. But then again, he had never been one. So maybe he needed to own a body to learn it's motives.

"Sir, another soul has arrived. You are needed." A servant disappeared from around the corner. Ugly little thing he was. Lu wasn't fond of his curled horns or three eyes. They scared him when he wasn't expecting their appearance.

Being the King of 'Hell' wasn't what the humans perceived it to be. Lu didn't lash out and kill everyone damned to spend eternity with him. No, instead he did much of the opposite. When souls were sent to him for committing crimes, he weighed their destiny based on how bad they truly were. He didn't like when others harmed innocents. Hitler deserved his punishment, but when slightly tainted souls were sent his way he put them to work rather than torturing them.

Souls possessed any form they saw fit while in 'Hell.' He himself resembled a human, but he could look like a dog or a tree if he so wanted to. So in many cases, these souls would pick something fearsome looking in hopes of fitting in. What a silly thing to do, 'fitting in' in Hell. But he saw it every day.

He made his way to the 'throne room.' He wasn't sure why they called it that or why they insisted he lived in such a huge building. A castle they called it, but to him it mimicked the prison he had been banned from.

"This one killed someone Boss. What do we do with him?" another murderer, not surprising in the day's events that had been occurring. If it was one thing he didn't tolerate, it was murder or child abuse of any kind. Children didn't deserve half the shit people do to them.

"Who did he kill?" Lu never liked to speak of a soul as if they weren't present, but some souls he couldn't stand, and this sorry piece of dead trash was one of them.

"A little girl. Age ten. Strangled her with her own shoelace then tossed her over the bridge. He died in a stand-off with the police." The horned beast from before talked in a scruffy voice.

"Send him to Stalin. Do let me know when another arrives." Lu wondered off back to his study. The large stone foundation of the castle made him feel confined, but in his study, he felt like he could rule the world. It was on a balcony, covered in stained glass tinted a deep red color. He hadn't picked it, but it wasn't a bad choice. He enjoyed the feeling of peace when he was there. He enjoyed being able to look upon earth when he felt like it, and just for a moment pretend he was a human.

In fact it was the only way he'd be able to find the girl from his visions. He hadn't yet caught her name or much about her, but he felt she could help him change the world. Funny how he was the one with the urge to do such things. But he had to stop whoever took place of the leader in Heaven. He just couldn't accept the fact that God would betray him in such a way. Or that he'd believe Lucifer would do something to corrupt him. But the day Lu was sent down from Heaven was the day he had decided to warn the people that something didn't seem right and that 'God' or whoever this being was, wasn't what they thought he was. Or at least he wasn't being himself. The soft and caring man that made it his ultimate goal to take care of all of those on earth. That God was no longer.

Lu looked into the glass ball that sat on his desk. The easiest communication he had with the world. There he could watch his demons do their work, and strike back if needed. He often had to once the very popular Supernatural tv show came out. They all wanted to be like the yellow eyed demon, and they begged him to be more like Crowley. Silly things, he wasn't about that life.

But finding the girl would be a challenge he hoped would resolve itself. He wasn't good at handling challenges. But in these days, who was?