Who knew Hell could be so Attractive

Chapter 1

In the year 2071, things changed faster, robberies became a problem, murders were happening all over the world. So basically, the world was going to shit.

But, the cops didn't even think about that, they had greater things to worry about.

For 24 years, wars have raged between Heaven and Hell, Demons and Angels have been battling on poor old Earth for all those years.

Of course, I was born three years after the first war began. I grew up in those wars, my father had to go to war to help the Angels against the Demons, but, few months later,we got a letter saying my father died by the hands of the lead commander of the Demons.

My mother fell apart after that, so I took it apon myself to look after my mother, but it was hard to get money for a 10 year old. I started selling flowers and other things, the money was alright it placed food on our tables and kept us warm, that bit of money.

At the age of 17, I got tired of selling flowers, so I started selling drugs. Pay started getting better and I could care for my mother better, life was just better even with this war.

At 19, I became the second drug lord of New York. The first was actually, a demon named Victor. Dear Lord, that man is fine as gravy, I have only seen him a few times, those 'meetings' were when we brought either drugs from each other or when there was conflict.

In fact, there was problems with the delivery and I need to go see him, oh fuck the hell yes.

I quickly jumped into the black SUV, holding a piece of toast and a hand gun in the other. I munched on it happily while telling the driver to go to Victor's house.

It was only a 20 minute drive to his house, which by the way is much larger then mine. I mean, I live in a simple flat, he, he lives in a damn castle! A Victorian. Castle.

The car stopped in front of the gates, I had to walk from here. Last time I had my driver inside his estate, I lost my driver....so now I'm walking.

With toast still in my hand, I walk down the gravel pathway. I nibbled on my toast and finally saw the sexy hunk. Dayuuum.

I waved my gun and took the last bite of my toast.

"Hey, Vicky!" I yelled and pushed my hand gun in the backside of my jeans.

"Hello Miss Jameson" Victor said and grabbed my hand, placing a kiss on my knuckles.

I chuckled "Formal as always" I muttered as I followed Victor inside his....err castle.

"I do believe there was a problem with delivery" Victor stated as he sat down in a black chair.

"Yeah, my supply men say some of the drugs never made it..." I trailed off and flicked my red hair over my shoulder crossing my arms.

"So it would seem, but I assure you, I counted the packages myself, everything was there" he calmy said and crossed his arms "Maybe, your men wanted a bit..." Victor said amused, smirking.

I uncrossed my arms and glared at him "My men, have NEVER stolen from me, they are loyal, unlike your...demons" I sneered.

Victor stood up and his eyes flashed golden, he was calm and cooly said "My demons have been with me for years, Rylee"

He stepped around his desk, and stalked towards me. I stood still and grabbed my gun from my jeans, he stopped right in front of me and reached a hand towards my face, I swiftly pulled my gun out and pushed it under his chin.

"Well then, Victor" I sneered "if we are done 'discussing' this, I'll be on my way now"

I took the gun away and turned around, but Victor grabbed me by the throat from behind.

"You know, you have a fiesty....personality, I'm sure the Boss wouldn't mind having a rare rose like you" Victor whispered in my ear.

"He won't be getting me soon" I said quickly and got out of his grasp, I walked out of his home, pissed.

I got in the car, slammed the door "Drive" I said and stared at the Victorian house.

I'm sure the Boss wouldn't mind having a rare rose like you

We arrived back at my home, and...base? I got out of the car and walked towards the warehouse, I pushed opened the door and looked around the men working.

Victor's men wouldn't steal from him, they would get severely punished.....so it may be one of my men....

But who...

I walked towards the surveilance room and sat down in the chair, placing my gun next to me and started looking at the tapes from the night before the shipment.

I watched closely and around at 2am, I saw one of my men....Thomas..he grabbed a packet and quickly ran out and closed the door.

My jaw clenched and I turned off the camera. Well, guess Victor was right, damn.

I grabbed my gun and walked out, I called Thomas to me.

"Yeah, boss?" He asked, he sounded worried, I mentally scoffed, he should be.

"Let's got take a ride" I said and grabbed him by his arm.

.:Somewhere in a backside alley:.

"You stole from me, Thomas!" I yelled and held up my gun, I was so gonna shoot him.

"You won't shoot me, I'm one if your men" he said, before I could actually shoot him, he pulled out a gun and shot me.....fuck.

I fell to the ground, I didn't even feel pain, nice. I stared at the ground ahead, and Thomas stepped forward

"That's what you get for using that pretty little mouth of yours" he said and spat at me.

Ew..

Funny, I said to Victor his Boss won't be getting me soon....I should really think things through. Damnit.

A/N
I finally got a chapter out, yippy! ^.^ All the characters are mine, but the pictures ain't, but I so wish Victor waaass, if anyone wants know his real name its Emil Anderson >:3