this is the story of me and my brother, we were demon twins which are extremely rare and extremely powerful, they can also be controlled by their parents in a way that its mind controll not just loyalty, im trouble and my brother was trick. our mother Dianne was once queen of hell before she had us so you can guess who our father was, thats right the one and only lucifer, ruler of hell and all things demonic. we never saw hell as kids, we were born in the mundane world our mother ran when she found out she was having twins, even though my mother was a demon she didnt want to see the destruction of the mundane world, our father said it was the only way to wage war on heaven, to destroy 'his' creation, to destroy what the angels protect would cause them to retaliate and he planned to be strong enough to destroy them when they did.
trick and myself had no idea who our father was for a long time, we thought it was a demon by the name of isaac which honestly is a strange name for a demon. our mother only dealt with his abuse for seven years then she kicked him out we asked her why she didnt kick him out sooner she just told us it was complicated. we were little shits almost all our lives, we got expelled from two different primary schools and four different high schools after the fourth one mum sent us to a boarding school in transylvania which is known for being untouchable by angels but young angels can still go to the boarding school there. of course we only caused trouble here too, we were angry and upset we were even a little ashamed of ourselves for upsetting our mother enough to send us so far away, we acted out but there nothing we did really caused trouble and this frustrated us further this was the lead up to the incident that changed everything.
we decided we would go to a nearby town to cause trouble, the way the mundanes reacted to our form of destruction was normally funny these mundanes acted differently. anything they had they hit us with, they whipped us with chains threw rocks and wooden crosses. they were aware of supernaturals unlike other towns. they angered us so much we destroyed them we killed every last one without mercy we used more power than we knew we had. by the end of the night we had left a very powerful mark that alerted our father to our location, it also gave angels the right to come after us and have us both killed. once we spotted the first couple of angels we ran, we had nowhere to go but we ran.
i know this is a very crude version of our story but i need to get this written down, i need to get this off my chest. i've tried to ignore what happened and tried to move on but trick was the one who was good at that not me i could cut this whole story short and tell you who's dead and who isnt i could write down clues to that too just by writting down my struggle to move on but i need to start from the start. i could try to throw the blame onto trick he was always the stronger one of us and the one who made the plans but i always went along with it and played my part, i never tried to stop it and i enjoyed doing what we did and im not ashamed of the destruction we caused for a demon what we did was perfectly normal, its what our father tried to make us do that im ashamed of. he used us to try and destroy the mortal world and we almost succeeded. i dont hate her for what she did, if she hadnt an angel would have and he wouldnt have wanted that, it was better that she did it i could never bring myself to do it. for long time after i wished it had been me and not him i also wish i hadnt done what i did after what happened but i did and theres nothing i can do about it now...
"daddy what are you writing?"
trouble looked up from his laptop to look at the four year old with the wide blue eyes "its nothing sweetie.. wheres vitae?"
"other daddy is locked in the basement" she said cheerfully
"again?" he asked her, she nods happily. there was a thump and then vitae was walking into the room with dust in his white blonde hair "i really have to stop falling for that" he says annoyed, trouble laughs nodding "yeah, you should know better by now" vitae sits down next to trouble lifting anna into his lap
"what are you writing?" he asks
"im writing about my extremely nosey daughter and my extremely nosey husband who always gets locked in the basement" trouble retorts, vitae tried to give him an unamused look but failed
"maybe you should take time away from the laptop" he suggests "you've been trying to write it for weeks and you've barely gotten any further from the last time i saw it" trouble shakes his head
"i have to do this" he said looking back at the screen, staring at it almost blankly. vitae gave him a concerned look "trouble" he says quietly "it happened ten years ago, i know you keep saying this will help you move on but its only making you relive it and your worrying me"
"im fine" he says
"trouble please" he says "just for a little while, some time will help you think more clearly" trouble looks at him then nods "ok" he says quietly, he shuts the laptop "i'll stop for a while" vitae kisses his cheek
"i love you"
"i love you too"
there was a bang as the door was blasted in and anna screamed
