Falling For a Demon (ML Fanfic)

Chapter 6: Akuma

A/N: This chapter gets a little dark, I'm sorry, it was bound to happen at some point. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Also Akuma, as many of you already know, means Demon in Japanese. Another quick note, I'm sorry if the characters are a little ooc, I'm trying to stick to their canon personalities as closely as I can but some things (like Gabriel being an evil little shit) had to be adjusted. Anyways, enjoy the chapter.

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He woke up to a cold floor, his wrists, ankles and wings tied together and his head heavy with a migraine. He groaned as he attempted to sit up and take in his surroundings. It was a large room, dark and dusty, with shelves against the walls. It was a cellar, which meant he was in the basement.

He glanced behind him at the stairs that led to the entrance, surprised to find there wasn't a guard watching over it. He hesitated, considering trying to crawl his way out. It was better than whatever awaited him, his father's words echoing in his cloudy mind.

'By altering you,'

What did that even mean? What was there to alter? His kindness? He knew his father was a sadistic ass but this was taking it a little too far. What kind of parent ties their child up and leaves him in a cold, damp cellar? Satan apparently.

Adrien let out a huff of frustration as he got up on his knees and began to slowly crawl forward, not getting very far before he heard the door to the exit open. He cursed under his breath, "Merde," and gave up, sitting up on his knees. Who descended the stairs wasn't who he was expecting, but didn't give him any hope either way. Nathalie met his gaze for a moment and he could've sworn she looked... doleful. As if she hated to see him like this. He stared at her, unconvinced; there was no way she felt any sort of remorse for him. She worked for Gabriel, she practically had to be heartless.

"You don't deserve any of this," Nathalie muttered as she made her way over to a metal file cabinet and searched for something.

Adrien blinked in surprise, "Huh?" He wasn't sure he heard her correctly. Nathalie glanced over at him sorrowfully, catching Adrien off guard once again.

"You look just like her, did you know that?" Nathalie said, suddenly changing the topic. Adrien tilted his head slightly in confusion. He had no idea who she was talking about until it suddenly dawned on him.

"Oh. You mean my mother?" He asked and Nathalie nodded, closing a drawer and going onto the next to continue her search.

"She was very beautiful, blonde hair and green eyes just like you. She treated everyone with kindness, even those who didn't deserve it. Like your father." She explained and pulled out a large dusty book from the drawer, then placed it down on top of the cabinet to gather more items.

When Adrien didn't answer, she continued, "Your father never spoke of her because he didn't want his reputation ruined, since she was, well, an Angel."

Adrien's eyes widened, speechless for a moment before he was finally able to force out a word from his suddenly dry mouth. "She was an Angel? B-But that means..."

Nathalie nodded, "You're half-Angel, Adrien."

He felt like he couldn't breathe, all of this was such nonsense and yet it made complete sense. That's why he was always different from other Demons, why he could tame Pookas and even why his feathers were more elegant than most. He forced himself to breathe in, feeling as if his heart was about to stop at any minute.

"W-What happened to her? Why did she leave?" He asked, his voice wavering as he took in all this information, still finding it hard to believe.

"She had to leave because your father took the crown and being part of his life was against the law, so she disappeared without a trace. She wanted to bring you with her, but your father convinced her otherwise. He just wanted a Demon son," She explained and Adrien's breath hitched, his eyes beginning to sting with the threat of tears. His mother wanted to bring him with her, he could've escaped all of this pain if he had just been born with white wings.