The Devil's Daughter

Chapter 5: She is a Monster

"But you don't understand Sir!"

"Devin, she is my daughter. I will do whatever I feel is just." The ruler of the underworld spoke to the dirty blond haired young man before him.

"She hurt me, with her eyes. Lucy needs to be destroyed." Devin said, trying to be convincing.

"I will consider doing what is best for the land of Hell after I see through to my full plan. I need your assistance on this, after which, Lucille will be killed. Do we have a deal?" Reaching his hand to the boy's.

Shaking his hand Devin spoke, "Yes master, what is it that you would like me to do?"

"All things come in good time." With that Devin exited the throne room, ready to do whatever is needed, Lucy will come to an end.

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"Lucy?" Devin called down a narrow hallway.

"Yes?" She peeped her head outside one of the doors.

"Can we talk?" It felt so wrong on what he was about to say.

"Sure." She exclaimed, walking towards him.

"Look, I'm sorry for over-reacting, what happened wasn't your fault." Lies, Devin was not sorry.

"Sorry that I hurt you." She was so kind and gentle, it made him remember what the living world was like.

"That's alright. Can we have a fresh start?" He asked quickly.

"I would like that." She said, starting to blush.

Almost forgetting, Devin broke the silence, "Oh, the other reason I came to find you was that Satan requested you, something about another way of training..."

"Okay, thanks for talking." She said as she pulled him into a hug. This is going to be harder than I thought, Devin said to himself.

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"You wanted to see me?" Lucy barked entering the throne room.

Reaching a bottle of wine Satan pulled the cork out with his bare hands, "Yes, come in Lucille."

Pushing two glasses toward him Lucy spoke, "Why did you want to see me?"

"I have a gift for you, my daughter." Shoving a glass filled with dark red wine in her direction.

"Oh, you didn't have to get me anything."

"Come!" Satan shouted to the door behind them.

Entering the room was Satan's most trusted advisor Adam, who was pulling a short red haired girl in by the arms. "Please, don't hurt me!" She squeaked between breaths.

"I was hoping for someone a bit more usefully." Satan said, directed at Adam.

"Sorry Sir, she is the only one I could find on short notice." Adam spoke.

"She will do." Satan said, grabbing the girls arm and pulling her in front of Lucy. "That is all Adam, leave us."

Once Adam left, the girl spoke again, "Am I dead?"

"Not yet." Satan glared at her.

Lucy takes a step forward, "Hey, it's gonna be ok."

"It will not be alright Lucille, you will kill her--" Satan pauses, "just not yet. You will train your powers on this girl, respect my wishes."

"Yes father."

"Good now take her to your room." Satan says smiling.

"I have a room?" Lucy says, amazed.

"Yes." He says dumbfounded, "Adam!" Satan's voice leading to a quick response.

"You called me?" Pausing Adam realizes his duty, "Come Lucy, I'll show you to your room."

"I'm not going anywhere with you people!" The girl cries.

Looking into the girls eyes, Lucy begins to hurt her, "Now you are."