Demon of my Heartstrings

Two: The Fallen

Alone by Alan Walker

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The food here tastes like crap. It's my first time actually eating here, to be honest, but it's terrible. I thought the food in Hell would be better than this, but it tastes like nothing. There's no flavor to it. It's like I'm eating nothing. I liked it better when everyone bought us food before. I remember when they would walk in with some rabbits or sometimes pigs. They would cook it up for us with their magic, and they would have bought some berries with them as well. I don't know why they aren't hunting our food anymore, but making us eat this crap instead. I miss good food. I don't even want to eat this disgusting stuff, but they are insisting that I need my strength for the long journey. Why can't I have something more delicious? I thought annoyed.

" It's actually pretty good Cordelia, it's just not meant for human tongues." Cristobal tells me.

"It still doesn't look appetizing." I say sighing.

"We live in Hell, it's harder for us to get appetizing looking food. Were not Heaven." Cristobal tells me sighing as well.

"That's right. Heaven gets all the luxury while you guys get to live in the ground eating slop." I say a bit irritated.

"Well that's how things are Cordelia. What did you expect? Heaven isn't going to accept us, we are supposed to be evil." Cristobal tells me.

"You aren't evil though. If you were, you wouldn't have helped me. You wouldn't have protected me when we were in Purgatory. You wouldn't have been given a second chance. Your good Cris, just because you're born as a demon doesn't make you evil. It's those actions you do that count." I explain to him seriously.

"That's true, but angels won't see it that way. They will just see a demon that lives in Hell and will assume that we're all evil." Cristobal tells me sighing again.

"They are in the wrong for doing that. They shouldn't judge before they get to know you. They can't look at what Lucifer and all of the Fallens did count on you, and the rest of the demons. You guys weren't there for it. You guys were born into this world. It wasn't your choice." I tell him trying to cheer him up.

"Even so, we are still demons with powers of destruction. We will never be accepted into Heaven, even if we try to be good. It's why Zakary was tossed aside. He tried to be good for both sides. It didn't work. He wanted to show that demons can be good, but in the end, it got him tossed aside. He's now a Fallen, something he never wanted." Cristobal explains to me.

"That's not right to do. They shouldn't be able to do that. Zakary just wanted to help." I say feeling a bit upset and angry.

"Hm." Cristobal says.

I let out a sigh trying to keep calm. Heaven is supposed to be the good guys, but it seems they just push anyone aside who tries to help the demons or anyone who even associates with them. I don't understand how this happened, or maybe they were always like this. I never knew about angels and demons until I met Sirius and Cristobal. They were the first, and they were definitely not the last. I kept meeting more and adding angels and seers into the mix. My world had definitely turned upside down, but at least I know my parents made it into Heaven. They are watching over me and they accept my decision. I just hope they will be proud of me. It's not every day you hear your child say that they want to hang out with demons. I just hope that I made the right choice. I had a chance to be with my parents, but, I picked Sirius and everyone over them. Does that make me a terrible daughter?

I let out another sigh as I slump back against the wall. This is just getting ridiculous. Heaven and Hell should consist together. In my opinion, they wouldn't survive without each other. They need each other even though they despise each other. I let out a huff as I push the food away, and stand up. I need to get out of here and find someone. I just want to talk to someone, anyone. I don't even care who it is.