The Devil's Sister

Chapter 39

I made it to where the Vampires are, New York, my birth place. I asked Daeva to bring me to where they live, so right now I'm just following her trail.

I left New Jersey at about 7 this morning and got to Rhode Island at around 8:30. The trip from Rhode Island to New York took about an hour so now it's around 9:45. I've been walking for twenty minutes and I became frustrated.

"Where the hell can I find Roman Onyx," I mumble to myself and I notice many people around me tense.

I feel someone grab onto my arm and yank me into an ally.

For ten in the morning it's pretty dark in here.

"What do you want with Roman Onyx?" The man says.

"Who are you?" I respond, ignoring his question.

"What do you want with Roman Onyx?" the man repeats.

"Who are you?" I repeat and I can see the man grow annoyed. He narrows his eyes at me before snapping and more men, probably Vampires, surround me.

"What do you want with Roman Onyx?" one man says as another pushes me against the wall, his hand on my collar bone, ready to snap it.

I narrow my eyes at him and question who he was, causing the Vampire holding me to press down harder on my collar bone. I quickly get annoyed so I let my eyes go red and black and let my fangs out.

"Who are you?" I hiss at all of them and they take a step back, lowering their heads except for one.

"I am Lionel Reyes," one man said. He was about 6'4" and very lean with white hair that reaches just below his shoulders, ice blue eyes and pale skin.

"I am Lucien Etinne," a second said. Like Lionel, he has ice blue eyes but his hair was slicked back and on the sides it was a light brown and on top it was white. Unlike lanky Lionel, Lucien has muscle, although he was a little lanky as well.

"Samuel Saxon," a vampire with brown eyes and hair said.

"I am Kozani Mabon." Kozani looks different from the others. He had dark drown hair, scruff and was pure muscle. The only thing he had in common with the other vampires were the ice blue eyes.

"I am Orien Thomas." Orien has white hair and dark brown eyes, almost black, just like my own. He seemed to be the youngest out of all of them with no scruff on his face and a lip piercing.

The last man didn't speak. He just kept looking at me. I looked right back at him, not backing down. He had short black hair, a pale complexion and violet eyes. He was the tallest out of all the other vampires, and probably the strongest although his muscles weren't bulging like Kozani.

I think he's the one that was going to break out collarbone, Daeva said.

I narrowed my eyes at the unnamed man before hissing at him. He didn't flinch but tilted his head in curiosity. I grunt before turning to the other vampires.

"Where is Roman Onyx?" I ask.

This time, the Vampires seem more hesitant to answer.

"Um, miss, we can't tell you," Lionel says.

"And why is that?" I ask, taking a step towards him.

"No one knows you," Lucien responds, standing closer to Lionel.

I look between the two of them and nod before speaking again.

"Well, please send him this message; the Hunters are planning an attack. Let me know if you want to help the Angels and possibly the Fairies fight them. My name is Kykuna Knight and if you can't reach me, try reaching my brother, Lucifer."

I start walking away, fixing my appearance so I don't look like a Demon. I take a few steps away from the ally before my phone starts buzzing. I take it out my phone and seeing a text from an unknown number and Emera.

We will help you.

Oh thank God. We have the Fairies.

Emera kept telling me to check Laviana's story on Snapchat. I furrow my eyebrows and move the the side of the road before opening it.

Instantly, I am filled with rage.

Talk about me to my fucking face you petty lowlife jealous bitch.

So what if I sit with sophomores and seniors. At least I have more than three friends who actually have lives to live and don't always worry about you.

I'm done with your petty shit. Next time you think about talking about me, come say it to my face.

I'm sorry I have a life while all you do is sit at home, sulking and wishing you could be like me.

You're so immature and jealous. I don't know why. I'm an active person and I'm sorry you're too lazy and too self absorbed.

Bye bitch. You always were self centered and shitty to me.

I don't answer any of Emera's texts. I'm furious. I run to the most empty place I see before letting my wings out and launching myself into the sky, heading home.

I'm self absorbed and I'm jealous of you? Miss me with that bullshit.

I know that it didn't say my name but I know it's about me. My mom didn't let me go out a lot and Laviana knows that. I know that this is about me. No question about it.

How in fucks name was I shitty to you? I always kept my thoughts and feeling to myself if I felt that you wouldn't like them. As my fury grows, the faster I fly.

I don't even need to ask Daeva to put out a path. She knew.

We could kill her, she said. She's not an Angel.

I've said it before and I'll say it again Daeva. I'm not going to jail for anyone.

You haven't gotten caught before, she responds, probably smirking somewhere in my head.

I grin evilly before flying down to Hell.

"Lucifer!" I yell the second I get there.

Now that no humans were around, I let my eyes change and my fangs out.

"What is it?" He asks annoyed before he sees me. "What happened?"

I growl and shove my phone in his hands. He reads what she wrote before his eyes change and he growls as well.

"I'm going to kill her," he says, growling viciously.

"No, I will," I said before freezing. "I can't. Neither can you."

"Why not?" Lucifer asks, pissed.

"It'll fuck up the timeline," I say.

"What timeline?"

"Hunters are going to attack us on June 4th at around 9:30 at night," I explain. "If we kill the leaders daughter, we don't know when he'll attack. We have the advantage of knowledge, we can't go fucking it up now."

"Fine," he grumbles. "But I'm killing her during the battle."

"No, you're not. I am," I say. "I have a plan anyway. Make her watch her family die and either let her go so she eventually kills herself, or just make her feel that pain until I decide when I want her gone." Call me cold, but I'm furious.

"Damn Ky." Lucifer whistled. "You're one stone cold bitch."

I look at him and shrug. "The world is a stone cold place. You've got to adapt."

"Laviana surely did fuck up for hurting you then," Lucifer says and I grin. "Why are you smiling?"

"If you hurt me and I grin, it's a death sentence."

"Well then." He hesitates. "You sure you're going to stick with that?" I nod. "Good luck Laviana. Hope the rest of your week is fulfilling. You're not going to be around to enjoy much after."

I look at him and shrug. "What can I say? My mother raised a cruel soldier."