A/N : Hi guys! My name is Ishanee(: This is my first story and it is multichaptered so it's a bit new for me. Go easy on me because I'm just starting out :P This is going to be a bit different in the sense that it is an Angel and Demon story. It sounds a bit weird I know, but give it a chance. I think you might enjoy it. Reviews are greatly appreciated because I'd love to know what you guys think! If you have any suggestions, I'd love them! I think I'll keep my A/N's to a minimum and probably only at the top of the chapter. I hope you guys enjoy and dont forget to review~ 3
Her eyes flitted quickly through the huddled crowd. She took in their dark colors, the scent of hatred, and their grim appearances. Her Guardians stood beside her, a palm width apart as was protocol by the Coven. Trina was positioned on her left as her Experience was older, making her first in line for the Placing. After Trina had been Placed, it would be her turn. Trina's Placing was three months away, and hers was in about a two years. Trina had always told Tori she wanted to be Placed as an Undercover. She wanted to start her own Quad like her Guardians and snoop around to find angels so that she could report back to the Coven. Tori thought Trina would be perfect as an Undercover. She was amazing at hiding her true self among the mortals. Tori did not know what she wanted to be Placed as. The idea of an Undercover attracted her, but she wasn't sure. Undercovers usually had to get in some pretty nasty fights with angels. Only it wasn't herself she was worried about. Her eyes raked over the midnight blue gown Trina was wearing, different from her normally bright attire. You'd think she'd be used to it after seeing her façade fall away thrice every month when the Quads from all around the county were required to come to the Infobriefing. Internally, Tori sighed. She looked down at her own outfit, ebony black and dull. No life, no magic, no color. Life was not allowed here. The Coven had restricted any form of happiness. That was for the illusion when they were back in the real world, playing their part as the happy family that could do no wrong. The Vegas. Her father, David Vega, a police officer that fought off the throes of evil. Under her breath, Tori chuckled. Oh, the irony. And then her mother, Holly. A sweet, kind woman who welcomed everyone and wished no harm upon the world. Another smile graced Tori's face. The irony was everywhere, at every corner of her life. And then Trina, the stuck up annoying sister who made everyone hate her with her interference in matters that did not belong to her and letting her own short temper ignite feelings of hatred among her peers. Trina's act was in fact the closest to her true identity in her Quad. Everyone believed she had no talent but it was in fact Trina that was the most talented of them all. And then of course, there was Tori. Sweet, kind, loving Tori Vega. The girl who would always help her friends, always light up their worlds with a smile, and was always there as someone to lean on. The problem was, for Tori, it wasn't an act.
Drawn from her thoughts, Tori's eyes snapped up to the stage where the Director had just appeared. His eyes were blood red and his ears were curled into points. His suit was crisp and clean and his eyes sparkled like freshly drawn nectar from the body of an Angel. His hair was tied in a ponytail and his hands were clasped in front of him as he gazed out at the audience in front of him. Protectors guarded the doors, allowing the Quads to settle in comfortably. Once the shuffling came to a stop, the Director began.
"Good evening everyone. Welcome. This is Infobriefing #873, August 15th, 2012. At the last Infobriefing, I made it known to you that we have captured seven angels at the battle in Arconia. They are currently being held hostage and we are trying to pry the whereabouts of Abraxos out of them as soon as possible. When it is received, the Guardians and the Placed will band together to defeat him and Arconia. The angels also have four of our own kind, and at that time we will take back our men. If you have any information about the whereabouts of Abraxos, you are expected to report to the Coven and explain what you know. If it is discovered that a demon has information that they have not shared to the Coven, they will immediately be Consumed. Also, the situation in San Francisco where a mortal discovered the secret of our kind has been taken care of. He is no longer a threat to our safety. That is the end of this Infobriefing. Maintain your facades and let nothing slip to the mortals. Watch for angels that give themselves away. Remember that Los Angeles is the most probable place they could be. This city isn't named The City of the Angels for nothing. They are everywhere so look for the ridges on their back where their wings come out. That is the only thing that gives them away. Guardians, keep your eye out for the next date we shall meet. Thank you. Good night all."
With this, the Director stepped off the platform and each Quad made their way through the solid oak doors at the end of the hall. There was small chatter among the throng and the Vegas walked quickly towards their vehicle. David and Holly took their seats without a word to their Progeny, leaving Trina and Tori to clamber in themselves. Trina glanced at her Sibling and winked, a small connection between the two of them. Through they were not related, they shared a love like two sisters would. Tori smiled back at her and they buckled their seatbelts as David drove them back to their home.
The minute they drove back into the mortal world, the illusion went up again. David and Holly smiled and listened to their children argue in the back seat while Tori and Trina bickered over the fact that Trina had borrowed Tori's new flats without asking her and ruined them when she went shopping with her friends by stepping in a puddle of marinara sauce while she was rushing to meet a guy that looked like Justin Bieber.
"Oh, so you have friends?" Tori shot back, grinning internally.
"Yes little sister, I have friends. Where are yours anyway? I haven't seen them around lately. Especially Beck. Ooo that boy is one perfect piece of man! Thank god he and Jade split. It was because of me, I just know it," Trina crooned.
"Oh shut up Trin. They're… around. I haven't talked to anyone in a while."
At this Holly looked back at her daughter.
"Why honey? You should invite them over tonight! Have a pool party! Your father can barbecue right David?" Holly smiled.
Abruptly, David braked and pushed the button on his obsidian watch. It was as if the world had gone still. Everything outside the car was frozen. People in the street were in midwalk, cars stood still on the side of the road, and Tori even watched amusedly as a man was in the middle of chewing his burger. Time was motionless. This, she was used to. Whenever David did this, he had to say something about their world. The demons.
"I can't Holly. I have to go down to Derivitus tonight. They want me to help them with the angels. I might be able to help them loosen their tongues," David smirked evilly.
"But David, you were Placed as a Protector, not a Tormentor. Why can't they have the Tormentors do their job?"
"Because Holly. The four demons the angels have captured are the Tormentors. So now half of the Protectors must take their place."
Tori and Trina were silent, not allowed to talk unless their Guardians permitted them to. With curious eyes, the Siblings followed the conversation. Inner turmoil filled the younger demon. Torture? Tormentors? Why was her kind like this?
Tori anxiously tapped her fingers on her seat, waiting for her Guardians to finish their discussion. Just then, David looked back at his Progeny.
"So, can you have them over say next week?" He had allowed part of his natural appearance to show. His eyes were blood red again.
"Actually David, she can have them here today, we'll just order a pizza. They might get suspicious. After all, they always come to our house, someone's bound to notice that Tori isn't calling them over anymore. We need to have some sort of event to make sure that thought does not come up. Is that alright Tori?" Holly asked her, her eyes glistening like crimson ink. She nodded at her Progeny, allowing her to respond.
Tori gave a fake smile, an illusion when it wasn't needed.
"Sure. I'll call them when we get home."
And with that, David and Holly resumed their positions and David hit his watch again. Time resumed and they continued on their way. The joggers finished their run. The man continued eating his massive burger. Crazy drivers continued to swerve uncontrollably, only to be met by rapid honks of irritated men. Everything went on as normal, as if nothing had ever happened. No one noticed the anxious teenager in the back, her feelings conflicting inside of her continuously as they had for the past 16 years.
"Hey Andre! It's me, Tori. I was wondering if you guys wanted to come over and have a pool party or something tonight. Yeah. Ok, I'll ask Beck to get the pizza. Just the usual gang. Jade? Well they broke up a couple weeks ago right? They've been fine at school. Yeah. If she doesn't say yes then fine, but ask ok? I gotta go get ready. Oh, and tell Robbie to leave Rex behind. I don't want him seeing me in a bikini. Creepy puppet. Alright. See you in a bit!"
Ending the call, Tori put down her Pearphone and sighed. She hated this. Lying to her friends about who she was. Lying to her family about how she really was. Walking into the bathroom, she shut the door and locked it. She reached for the bottle of lotion under the sink, Peaceful Harmony (Oh, the irony), and watched it melt away until a blood red switch appeared in front of her. Flipping it, she watched as the windows boarded shut and any possible way someone could get in and see or hear what was going on was blocked. Technically, right now, the bathroom wasn't in the mortal world. She was in the Detriverse, home to her kind before they sent Quads down to Earth to search for more angels. Tori glanced at herself in the mirror and allowed her natural appearance to break through. She still had the auburn hair that shined in the sun, the slender limbs, and her beautiful tan skin. Her legs were still long and her figure was still perfect. The only difference was the black clawed nails and the red eyes. But even there lay the problem. Her eyes, which were supposed to shine blood red, were a faded color of what could only be described as love. They were warm instead of cold, loving instead of hatred. Among demons she was a Contradisctinct. No one could explain why she was different. And after Tori had been told again and again that demons were supposed to despise mortals in reality and want to torture and hunt down their nemeses, the angels, Tori decided to give up on being herself and put on a show for them. Around her kind when she was in her natural form, she would act cold and hateful, cursing angels like her peers. She hid her kind, warm personality. She covered her loving soul with an illusion of a spiteful demon who could feel no love at all. When she was out in the mortal world, when she was told to put on a façade of who she was, that's when the real Tori Vega came out to shine. She let her true soul envelope her in front of the mortals. She was funny, she was kind, she was nice, she was sweet. The truth in face of an illusion and an illusion in face of the truth.
Why was she so different? She had never heard of a kind hearted demon before. Yes, demons could be loving and kind, but only to their own species. They spat on the idea of mortals and creatures alike. And some demons even sneered at the idea of showing love at all. Her Guardians only faked affection in the mortal world. When they were in the Detriverse, it was as if their Progeny did not exist. Only Tori and Trina let affection show for each other, both in the Detriverse and the mortal world. She truly did love her Sibling and she knew Trina at least cared for her. But while Trina hated mortals and angels with a passion, Tori felt love and adoration for them. Every time David or Holly spoke of Angel Killings or Mortal Obliviation she felt sorry for the victims. They didn't deserve that.
Tori sighed and looked at her reflection. She was different. She knew that. But right now, she had to go back out there and meet her friends. She hadn't seem them in ages because the Infobriefings had been in succession one week after another. It took time to drive into the Detriverse, the opening of the portal residing in San Fernando Valley. She would never let it show to anyone, even Trina, that she missed the presence of the mortals but they were the ones that allowed her to be who she really was. Tori smiled. It was time to let her true self shine.