The Devil ✅

9-Dead vs Alive

I woke up when i heard breaking glasses and stuff falling. I ran down the stairs and i saw him, or what ever is inside him. When i reached the end of the stairs i saw him holding my sister from the neck.

My eyes widened and i stayed where i was.

"Please! Don't!" i yelled, i catched his attention. He evil grinned at me and next thing i knew i heard a loud bang on the wall and i saw my sister on the ground holding her neck.

I ran up to her and hugged her.

"You think you can save your family?" he asked. I closed my eyes and turned to face him. I held all the tears back and opened my eyes and met with his.

"Yes." i said quietly and he chuckled.

Michelangelo...

I thought quietly in my mind. Suddenly a ball of light hit Lucifer on the face. He flew over the room and hit the wall with his back. He growned but stood up faster then i thought he would. He was walking towards Michelangelo when i jumped between them.

He stopped infront of me and for a second i thought i saw light in his eyes but then i disappeared. He got angrier and he gripped my neck. My legs weren't touching the ground anymore.

A tear escaped my eye and fell down on his hand, his grip tightend and his hand got redder like it fot burned. He let go of my neck and i fell in Michelangelo's arms.

He helped me take my balance back and then he left and walked towards Lucifer.

"Michelangelo! He is stronger than what you think please leave!" i yelled but he did not stop. Lucifer threw him a punch and i gasped.

If Michelangelo came when i thought of him... Then how i about i communicate.

'Michelangelo?' i asked him.

'what?' he answered. Good he can hear me.

'i have a plan.' i explained the plan to him and i went towards Lucifer. I threw him a strong punch on the face, but he didn't feel anything.

He grabbed my wrist and twisted it. He slammed me on the wall and came closer to me. I growned in pain and tried to let go of his arm but he wouldn't budge.

"NOW!" i yelled at Michelangelo, before Lucifer could look behind him the knife went through his back.

Lucifer fell on the ground and i held my wrist in pain.

I felt Lucifer move as he took out the knide from his back. I gasped as it went through Michelangelo's chest.

"No!" i screamed, Lucifer had already disappeared. I ran up to Michelangelo and held his chest as he growned in pain. His body was covered in blood.

"Its fine, it'll be fine." i gasped out.

"Take the---knife--out." he said slowly, his voice was crusty.

I grabbed the knife and brought all my strength to it to take it out. I pulled it out and threw it on the floor.

I grabbed Michelangelo's head and made him to look at me.

"Angelo, focus on me. Please." i said as his eyes started to close.

"Please." i whispered and layed my head on his chest. Right now i don't care about blood going on my hair or anything else.

I put my hand on the wound and held it tightly. Tears fell from my eyes down to his body. I started crying soundly.

Suddenly i felt his heart beating again, he gasped some air and he lifted his body up. My eyes widened and i hugged him tightly.

"Thank god your alive." i said into his neck. He hugged me back as i felt a smile on my neck.

"Yes, i am." i breathed out. I shivered as i felt his breath fanning my neck.

We separated from the hug and looked at each other.

We were both interrupted when i heard mom and dad behind me yelling my name. I turned around and stood up only to be hugged by two big people. I am a very short human so everyone is maybe a foot taller than me.

"Are you okay honey?" they both said their voices were scared. I nodded and they pulled out of the hug.

"Who is this?" mom asked. I looked at Michelangelo and then back at them.

"Michelangelo my guardian angel that helped me stay alive today but he risked his life for me." i said as i looked at him. I grabbed his hand and helped him get up.

"Nice to meet you ms. And mr. Gilbert." he said and shook their hands.

"Nice to meet you too Michelangelo and thanks for helping my daughter to stay alive." dad said. I smiled and looked at Tatiana who just came out from the room beside the kitchen. I smiled and waved at her.

"Come sit Michelangelo, would you like something to drink?" my mom asked. He shook his head and i sat beside him.

"Wait, how did the wound heal?" i ask him. He shook his head.

"I don't know." he said and i nodded. I rubbed my now bruised wrist. He grabbed my wrist and i looked at him.

"He hurt you." he said roughly.

"It's really nothing." i whispered he grabbed my other wrist carefully and dragged me upstairs. He went in my room and closed the door.

"How the heck do you say it is nothing?" he asked looking at me like i am crazy.

"He wasn't himself." i said and took my wrist back.

"He was himself!" he yelled at me and i flinched. I took a step back and looked at him. I saw worry in his eyes and regret.

"I am sorry." he said as he brushed his hair with his hands. "I shouldn't have yelled at you." he said and i shook my head.

"Its fine. Your right, i am playing with fire." i said and went closer to him.

"Ugh! God your just so nice. How can someone hurt you." yelled to himself.

"There's no reason to be mad at anyone. Everyone has their reasons." i said as he came closer to me.

"I need to go." he said and i nodded.

"Thanks for saving me." i said and with that he left. I let out a sigh and sat back down on my bed.