To Win The Devil's Heart

♦️Chapter 8♦️

♡Salem POV♡

Darkness.

Everywhere around me darkness.

But the a roar and a winged creature flies above soaring high above the destruction that's now clearing and becoming more visible to the naked eye.

The beast let out a huge flame that destroyed the castle.

The castle that Lucifer and I rule over.

It's being destroyed. Reduced to ashes.

I look around and I see ash everywhere falling like snow on a winter's morning.

A glistening object on the ground grabs my attention, I walk around avoiding the rubble that's near.

Among close observation it's a crown. But not any.....Lucifer's

I open my eyes, feeling my sweet drip from my forehead. What was that? Was it the future? The end? To many questions to little time to answer.

Troye comes in and rushes to my side pushing my fringe out of my eyes.

"Are you ok? Sorry stupid question I know but you knocked out for two days and I was worried. Nethermore wouldn't leave your side." I look at Troye in confusion. Who the hell is Nethermore. He seemed to read my mind as he whistles and a small scaly head pokes out.

The beautiful purple beast comes out with its tall horns protruding out of its skull. It's scales where a mix of black and purple, it's wings are like mine if they were to grow bigger.

Nethermore flies over and buries his head into my neck, I rub his spiked back and look at Troye who's staring at us with affection. I go to talk but my throat seems to have other ideas. But I proceed on knowing damn well that what conspired between Lucifer and I wasn't really good. Yet I can't help but get this feeling of unease knowing that wasn't my Lucifer. His eyes black. All of it. He looked possessed. I need to get back to health and find out what's going on with his behaviour.

"Troye. I must find Lucifer. Now no arguing" I make sure to leave no room for arguing as Troye is the type to well argue.

He simply sighs knowing he's defeated and let's me change into more comfortable clothing. Nethermore helps steady me whever I feel light headed or weak. Werid....

I roam the halls making my way to the throne room only to be disturbed by moaning noises? I look over to Nethermore who's already staring at me with his head tilted to the side.

We walk further down into the gardens where I see two colourful heads. One blue. One red. Interesting like fire and ice.

"Please harder Rouge...ah uh ik cumming" the blue hair screeches. I had to cover my ears as did Nethermore who just wrapped himself with his wings.

"Jeez if I known you'd cum that hard I would've brought extra clothing" the red hair who I presume is Rouge groans.

"I could help. Sorry for the interruption but may I know your names" I say and fling a dress shirt to the red man.