Chapter 1: Introductions

Hello!My name's FallenSarcasm (in case you did not already know), or Fallen for short. Welcome to my story! Basically, this is a bunch of one-shots of all the characters. I am taking requests, so if you have an idea you want to share or something you want me to write, please let me know. I look forward to meeting you all! Please R&R!

Theme: Introductions

The young demon stared at the human-like being before him. He knew, whatever she was, she was not from his world. She was not human. He did not know how he knew, but he just knew. However, he could be hallucinating or something, considering that he lost a lot of blood from the wound on his stomach already. His vision was pretty foggy also, with black swirls threatening to take over his eyesight.

The being moved closer to him and placed a hand on his forehead. He remembers a warm sensation before passing out.

When the young demon awoke, he realized that he was on something soft and warm, unlike the cold, unforgiving ground he remembered. The young boy looked around, and to his curiosity, discovered he was in a small bedroom. He tried to sit up, since he wanted to explore, but gasped in pain. Falling back onto the bed as tears built up in his eyes, the poor demonic child felt a feeling of dread. There was no way he could move or flee if he had to.

The wooden door to his room opened and he say the same human-like being he saw before he lost consciousness. He studied her as she walked to his bedside and sat next to him, unsure to why she would help him, considering what she was.

He did not see them before, but large, white-feathered wings were neatly folded behind her back. She also had bright red eyes that seemed to shine in the sunlight coming in through a nearby window and silvery white hair that reached her waist.

This being, this woman, was an angel, the sworn enemy to all demons. His feeling of dread only grew.

"I see you're awake, finally," she spoke, her voice soft and gentle. It actually reminded him of his mother, whose corpse is probably rotting in the war-torn village that he fled so desperately from.

"What do want with me? You're an angel, so why save me, a demon child?" he demands in slight panic, although rather feebly. He did not even want to think about how pathetic he looked staring at her in his bedridden state. Not to mention, there is no telling what the woman would do to him.

"That's the first thing you ask me?" she scoffs, "If I am an angel, and there is no 'if' about that, shouldn't you ask for my name? To make sure I'm not part of the higher ranks like Gabriel or Michael?"

"Who?"

"Anyway, I saved your sorry life, so if anything, you can at least tell me your name."

"Why should I tell you anything? Angels and demons are enemies, so you and I are enemies, too, right? Wouldn't it be wise to not tell you anything?" He shot back.

"You are a strange demon. You were crying when I found you, and because I have never seen a demon cry before, I saved you. Now that I am talking to you, I can see that you have intelligence, but you lack knowledge," she states, in a matter-of-fact manner, You can use words to fight, but words alone will not protect you, child. And what is the harm in telling me your name? It is very trivial information. Afterall, introductions are very important"

He thought about this for a moment. True, he was different from a lot of the other demons in the village. He was not very strong, but he was smart. However, his birthplace was home to simple farmers, so there was not a lot of education to be gained there. Of course, everyone he knew was dead. He did not have anything to lose.

"Satan."

"What?"

"Satan. My name is Satan Jacob."
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The woman smiled slightly and took his hand, causing him to pull away at the sudden contact.

"You know, you are supposed to shake hands with people you are meeting for the first time," she told him. He eyed her slightly and slowly, cautiously gave her his hand.

"My name is Layah. Pleased to meet you, Satan."

Satan gazed up at the purple-haired male in front of him. Amethyst eyes glared down at him. Satan knew what he was doing was risky. After all, he was staring at the possible most dangerous rogue demon in existence.

"Will you play with me?"

"Huh?"

The man's hard stare morphed into a look of surprise and confusion.

"You're Lucifer, right?"

"Yeah…?"

"So you are the most feared rogue demon around, right?"

"What does this have to with playing with you?"

"Well, if you get bored playing with me, you can kill me if you want."

Now that got a really confused look from Lucifer.

"So, will you be my playmate and travel with me and Camio?"

Lucifer stared at the child for a few moments, his expression unreadable. Satan looked at him with big pleading eyes.

"Sure...I guess I'll be your playmate."

"Yay!" Then he grabbed the fallen angel's hand with his clawed fingers, causing Lucifer to flinch back in surprise. However, he then noticed the warmth of the touch and allowed it.

The older male let out a sigh. He did not know what he was thinking but at least he will not be alone anymore. Although, his company will be this little brat. This little brat who wanted to play with him for some reason. This little brat that showed him some kindness.

"What's your name, brat?"

"Oh? I didn't introduce myself?" the child tilted his head, "How silly of me, since introductions are so important!" He looked at the purple-haired man and smiled cheekily.

"My name is Satan," he grinned as he shook Lucifer's hand, "Satan Jacob."

So...How did I do? Good? Bad? Meh? I feel like the dialogue kinda sucks. Is it too random?

I'm planning to update this every Sunday, so stay tuned for more! Please, please, please R&R. And thank you so much for reading! This is actually my first fanfic so I hope it isn't too OOC. Let me know if you have any ideas or anything you want to see done, since I am taking requests. Thank you all! I hope you all have a good day/morning/afternoon/night!

-Fallen