"Della"

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No ones POV:

"AGAIN!" *hit*

























"AGAIN!" *hit*















"AGAI-" *thump*









Valentino was on the ground holding his side while a tall, lean girl stood over him. Her black and red hair was up in a bun and her teeth were bared. She had a black tank top under her red leather jacket. She had long crimson boots on over her legs. Her second pair of arm were at her side while the top pair were ready to punch through anything in her way.
This was Adelaide.

She stepped away and Valentino got up and brushed off his coat. He towered over her.
"Good job honey. I think you're almost ready."

"Almost? Bitch, I've been ready." She sneered and Val laughed. Her glare lightened slightly as she laughed with him.

"Are you hungry, Della?" His chosen nickname for her stood out.

"Della?" She questioned.

"Why yes! That will be your nickname on your missions. Just so nobody will recognize it." Valentino stated matter-of-factly.

"Why would anyone recognize my name? You hardly let me go out an' I have no friends." She complained.

"It's just so nobody can trace you, monkey."

"Ugh dAd. Don't call me that I ain't a baby." She yelled.

"Awh you'll always be my baby." Val cooed as he booped her on the nose. She growled in response and stomped away.

Val yelled after her. "WOW someone's hormonal!"

He heard a loud "SHUT UP." Before the door slammed.

"Ah teenagers. What a joy." He mocked under his breath and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Della's POV:

"God...damMIT I could just fuckin- UGH." I yelled as I punched the punching bag hanging from my ceiling. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad. But anyone with eyes can see he's a huge asshole. Egotistical, narcissistic, and so many other words I can't quite put my finger on. But most of them are bad. Then again we are in hell as he described, so I shouldn't be surprised. Apparently I was born here, which I don't think is very fair. I didn't even get a shot at the living world. I don't want to go to heaven though. It sounds boring.

I heard dad call me for lunch and I fixed my hair into a ponytail instead. He always makes me wear it in a bun when we train so it doesn't get in my eyes. But I don't care.

He put the plate in front of me and I thanked him. Just at that moment Velvet burst through the door, followed by an annoyed looking man with a screen for a face.

"AUNTIE VELVET!!" I yelled. I hadn't seen her for years.

"Hey kiddo, how ya do?" She hugged me back.

"I'm 'aight. Gettin' ready for ma first mission!" My accent was shining through again. I don't know where I got it considering dad doesn't have it. Must've got it from Ma. She died when I was born. Dad never showed me any pictures, said it hurt too much.

"Oooh~ first mission! Ugh I remember mine like it was yestaday!" Aunt Velvet squealed.

"Uh.." the pissed off looking man suddenly spoke up. "Who the hell is this?" He said, pointing to me.

Dad stood up and walked towards him. "Hm. Vox. Long time no see. This is my daughter."

"Yeah...right. Sorry what the fuck." He looked back and forth from me to dad, and before he said anything else, Dad grabbed the side of his screen and said lowly, "why don't we talking in another room? Huh, old. pal." He sounded threatening and this Vox fella nodded. Took one last look at me and left the room with dad.

No ones POV:

Vox and Val walked into the room and shut the door.

Val flashed him a toothy smile. "I missed ya, voxxie."

Vox glared at him. "Don't "voxxie" me what the hell was that?? You stole their fuckin kid??"

"What?"

Oh don't play dumb you bitch." Vox sneered. "She's a spitting image of Alastor and you know it. Do you plan on telling her or something? What happens when she goes on a mission. What happens if she runs into them?"

Valentino rolled his eyes as Vox ranted. "Why I'm glad you asked that, old friend. If you must know I've taken care of that already. She doesn't remember them. And I'm addition to that. Her first mission is going to be quite special. You see, she'll be taking out a lovely married couple with a 12 year old boy. She'll be bringing the boy back to me. And she has no idea." Valentino laughed like a mad man, looking quite proud of himself.

Vox looked at him skeptically. "You sure this gonna work Val? He's the radio fucking demon. No ones been able to take him out."

Valentino kept the shit eating grin on his face. His gold tooth reflecting off the light. "You're right Voxxie. Now, how do you beat a guy who's fought off everything thrown his way?"

Vox shrugged.

Val chuckled lowly. "You use his own power against him."

Vox looked at him is disbelief. "You're telling me she's got the same damn powers??"

"Exactly, honey. Ain't nothing gonna stop my plan. Not to mention he couldn't ever fight his own daughter. Not his style. Our Alastor's gone soft."

Vox let out a scoff and grabbed some scotch and poured himself a glass. "You've been planning this for a while. Kudos, but I'm not participating. There's still a chance this could fail, and I'm already on Alastor's bad side for even being associated with you. So I'll sit this one out."

Val smiled. "No problem, she's got it handled anyway. She's more than ready. That's the thing about keeping a bird cooped up in a cage for so long. Once you finally let it out, it's gonna soar."

"You're right there pal. Good luck." Vox said as he walked out the door.

He walked up to Adelaide, drink still in hand. "Hey sweetheart, I'm an old friend of your dad's. Pleasure."

She firmly shook his hand. "Yeah nice ta meet ya too."
This took Vox by surprise. She sounded just like Angel, but slightly higher pitched.

Vox had been subjected to more of this craziness than he wanted to. So he motioned for the door. Velvet took that as a sign he wanted to leave and quickly hugged Adelaide and ran along beside Vox.

"Bye Val!!" She yelled to wherever he was. He walked in the room.
"Goodbye sugar."

The door closed and Valentino turned to Adelaide.

"So 'Della'...you ready to learn more about this mission of yours?"

















"Hell yeah."

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Adelaide "Della"

_________________________Adelaide "Della"

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