Do you have to go? (Devil/Angel Au)

Part 1

The daughter of Laufey was heading towards the bridge to practice her powers. Her face was emotionless. She had a cold hands infront of her. Her golden horns sticking up straight. She made it to the bridge and sat down. She wanted to test whether what she wishes can die. She found a nearby rose bush and picked a rose. With a lot of concentration, she stared at the rose. Her emerald green eyes slowly turned a shade of bright red. Her face deadly pale. The rose crippled and faded to dust in her palms. She stared at it, her eyes slowly turning back green. The dust slowly drifting off her hand. She heard rustling from the heaven side. She wasn't scared, just alarmed. She slowly stood up and walked back. When a voice called out,
"Hey! Wait!" The voice called out.

She turned around and there was a boy. Taller than her. He was wearing an old orange t-shirt. He had really messy hair and his halo wasn't straight. Loki wiggled her tail and continued to stare at him.

Removing a stick from his hair he said,

"Hi, I'm Peter! And you are..?"

"Loki." She said, her voice soft and sweet but her face straight.

He held a hand out but nearly fell into the gap.

"Oops! Eheh.. uhm. I kinda got lost... do you know the way back to angel city?" He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"I've only ever been there twice. But I think it's two rights and a left from here, do you have wings?" She asked.

"I- no?" He said giving a crooked smile.

"Make that two lefts." She said staring at him dead in the eye.

'what an idiot' she thought to herself.

"Ooh! Okay! Thank you... Loki right?" He said giving a full smile, his halo straightened and glowed a bit.

She gave a small nod and a 'hm' before walking back to the palace.

Loki returned to the palace where she found her father.

"Hello, Father." She said giving a bow, as she had no dress to curtsy in.

"Daughter, I'd love to chat, but I'm busy right now." He said kicking the slave infront of him.

"I see," she said nodding. Still straight faced. Her father never had time for her. Always doing 'work'
"I'll be off then." She says walking back to her chambers.

She closed her eyes as she walked down the hall. All she heard was the slave screaming in pain. Her father laughing.

She closed the door in her room and went straight to her journal. Sketching different ways to kill.

-with Peter-

Peter followed what Loki had said, he took two rights and two lefts, since he couldn't fly. He actually made his way back to angel city, wide eyed. He ran straight to his care-taker (aka his new father)

"Papa! You won't believe how I made my way back!" He said hugging Tony strongly.

"Jeez Peter! You're filthy! Go wash yourself!" He said brushing Peter away.

"What was that about making your way home?" He said brushing his suit

Then it struck Peter, his dad wouldn't like it if he talked to a demon.

"I- uh. Nothing! I just stumbled back. That's all." He said.

When he got back to his home, he went straight to the shower. When he was done, he sat on his bed and drew. He was thinking about something. Someone. Of course. It was Loki. He sat there and thought about her. How her eyes would shine in the morning. How her face was completely emotionless. He noticed the little details. Like how she was the only demon with golden horns. With a spiky tail. With a deadly glare. Sooner or later, he found himself drawing Loki. An accurate drawing of the girl at the bridge. He needed to see her again.
'I'll go back tomorrow. I know my way home now, so it shouldn't be a problem. Hopefully she's there tomorrow' he thought putting away his stationeries and his sketch pad.