Chapter 1:

Author's note: Hi there! This is a story based on the anime-serie, but with an own twist and diffrent set-up...you'll notice what I'm talking about. Please do not judge if this story doesn't match with the anime because it's a sort-of AU.

Hope you enjoy. English wasn't my native language so if there are mistakes, I apologise.

Disclaimer: I do not own this anime

Elisabeth was a young goddess, wearing a long simple white dress that fit her body perfectly. Her pair of wings were average, twice the size of her body. Some gods and goddesses had larger wings, but she was the fastest of her kind. Her silver lime-green hair was pulled up in a bun, but it usually hang loose so it reached her lower back, waving a bit upwards with the wind. She stood tall, with a look of determination on her face. One eye was as blue as the clearest sky. Her other eye was now deep orange, with a three-pointed yellow star as her iris. It collected energy from within her, preparing her for countering the attack it was launched towards her.

It was war. The Sacred War was going on for almost a month now. Gods and goddesses were fighting against the Demon clan. Many, many aeons lived the gods and goddesses peacefully with the Demon clan, but the Demon King demanded to claim more territory from the gods and goddesses, just to show how powerful he was. Elisabeth couldn't imagine how the Demon King got his wish and declared war to them, but her once respect for them has quickly turned into hatred and disappointment. It was her told many times before that demons were just shellfish, uncaring and merciless creatures that you could better avoid, but she didn't believe them. Elisabeth wasn't someone who believed rumours unless she had proven them right herself.

The demons hadn't hurt her, let alone she had encountered one in her life. So why should she hate them in the first place?

But now she was very fed up with the demons. Most of the rumours she had heard in her sixty-four years of existence were proven true as soon as she saw an army of demons marching in battle stance towards her beloved kingdom. Her king reacted quickly, sending his holy army of strong, well trained and disciplined gods towards the battlefield, stopping the demons. The battle went on and on until this moment. Elisabeth has joined the holy army in secret since three weeks ago against the many orders she had received. That's why she wore a bun, to make her a little less noticeable. No goddesses were allowed to fight because they were specialized in the medicinal expertise. Some could even heal body parts that were separated from their owner. Their job was to heal the wounded gods, who were specialized in the arts of holy violent energy. Some gods could destroy one hundred lesser demons at once.

But Elisabeth was different, a black sheep among the white ones. She had both gifts. Her medicinal expertise was good, but the holy energy she felt within her since she was little had so much potential as offensive use. She could gather the energy, concentrate it into a bowl of light and beam it away from her at least one kilometre away. However, the more powerful the beam, the shorter the distance it could lay.

Elisabeth didn't know why she had both powers. She didn't have parents, only caretakers that taught her the art of healing. She developed the art of offensive energy herself, which resulted in she could only "beam" that energy. No one had ever witnessed her doing such things.

Today, it didn't matter since she wasn't the only one who was going to fight.

Elisabeth had gathered her energy and when the demon in front of her had unleashed a dark energy, shaped as a giant bowl towards her, she deflected it easily when she released her concentrated energy beam. A white flash blinded both her and her opponent, but when she saw that the demon was slowly disappearing, she knew she had won the small battle.

Her small victory was short lived as soon as a blast of energy hit her from behind, paralyzing her long enough to make her fall downwards towards the earth. She fell with her back downwards and could see her comrades fight on against the enemy. She didn't see who had attacked her. She felt her energy leaving her, making her unable to use telepathy instead of her paralyzed wings. One demon above her noticed she was still awake and shot a quick, powerful beam at her. Elisabeth felt weak and couldn't react in time to counter it.

Suddenly a dark bowl of energy came from under her and deflected the beam that was going to hurt her. She felt a strong gush of wind underneath her, bringing her wings back to life and she could stabilise herself before she felt down even more. She felt unusual strength of the energy passing her by before she felt that wind. She scanned the area around and underneath her, looking for her saviour, but couldn't find him or her. Full of confusion and relief she flapped her wings, flying back towards the sky.

As she came closer to the battlefield, she felt the presence she had felt earlier again. On the left side of her, a smaller person then she was with large black wings and messy blond hair, floated around the same high as Elisabeth. It was obvious to her it was a demon, with black eyes, a black mark on his forehead that went all the way towards the tips of his fingers on his right hand and black aura around him. He wore dark robes and white pants. Still, she didn't feel immediately alarmed because he didn't look at her with hatred or disgust, but more like he was considering if he should attack her or not. He kept staring at her, but she couldn't remove her eyes from him either. She didn't understand the feeling she had within her, but it was as if her heart told her that she could trust him, which she thought was not optional.

Unconsciously she brought her hands to her chest, feeling uncertain with every second that passed. The demon looked unexpectedly surprised at her movement and moved his arms loosely upwards, but around the height of his middle to show her he wasn't going to attack. His eyes however shot upwards and suddenly he stood in battle stance and made a bowl of dark energy in his hands. He unleashed it and everything was happening so fast that, out of surprise, Elisabeth let out a yelp and squeezed her eyes shut. The attack wasn't meant for her and she knew that because when she opened her eyes and turned around, she saw the attack hit another demon on his head. The demon fainted and fell downwards, disappearing along the way.

Elisabeth turned her attention back to the demon who had saved her twice today. He stood again with his arms spread to let her know he would not harm her. Elisabeth let herself relax a bit and reached hesitantly and slowly a hand towards the demon. The demon realised what she was doing and mirrored her motion, but with his left hand. She withdrew her hand instinctively, but the demon's eyes softened and for the first time in her entire existence, she saw a demons smile. A small reassuring smile that made her doubts disappear. She knew from rumours that when goddess or gods touched a demon, a painful spark would flow through the body from both parties. However, she had never confirmed that and as stubborn she was, she reached despite that for the demons outstretched hand.

She would have never done that if she knew they weren't at a height low enough that no one would notice them.

Their hands almost touched as Elisabeth came closer until a certain distance was between them. The demon took the final step and carefully took her right hand in his left.

Nothing happened.

Both demon and goddess were surprised at the outcome and laughed short and softly. When they opened their eyes again and looked at each other, the demon let go of her hand and instead made a bow.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet a goddess that isn't hostile." He stood up straight again and smiled. He flew just a little higher so their eyes were at the same level and thus neither of them had to look down or up. Elizabeth was intrigued with his eyes because they changed color. They were pitch black, but they slowly started to brighten up and the green covered more and more the darkness. "My name is Meliodas. A demon that once belonged to the Demon Clan."

Elisabeth's eyes widened when those words left his mouth and made her confused.

"Really? Meliodas-sama, if you don't mind my asking, but how come you're here while your own clan abandoned you? Shouldn't you be somewhere else? Enjoying the freedom you have?"

Meliodas smiled once more before he answered.

"I do not mind that question, however I can only answer if you would tell me something first."

Elisabeth was starting to wonder if she should have trusted him that easily.

"What is your name?" Meliodas still wore his smile, but turned his head slightly sideward to express his curiosity.

Elisabeth had to chuckle on that question. Ohh… she thought relieved.

"My name is Elisabeth. A goddess that actually shouldn't be here."

Meliodas hummed in reply. "Ahhh, I was wondering why you were the only goddess among the gods here. Why is that though? We demons fight whether we're male or female."

Elisabeth just shrugged her shoulders and smiled, not trusting Meliodas enough yet to tell why. Strangely he seemed to notice she was holding in the truth, but didn't question her further. After all, he has evaded her first question. He wasn't planning to tell her the answer to that question either.

"Too soon to tell why I think." He concluded. "No worries. It's not important." His eyes scanned her body and his smile was gone, replaced with a concerned look. Her dress was thorn at some places and here and there she had some bruises. At her shoulder she was even bleeding a bit. "You look hurt. Al you alright? Can't you heal yourself?" Elisabeth was shocked he knew goddesses could heal someone or even themselves.

"How do you know we can do that?"

Meliodas chuckled. "How is it otherwise possible for gods to battle on the battlefield, free of bruises and everything, while some moments ago they were attacked?"

Elisabeth admired his keen attention, but feared he was planning all of this. Gaining her little trust just to let her spill all their secrets so he could tell the Demon King everything he had learned from her.

"Meliodas-sama, euhmm…" Elisabeth struggled with finding the right words. She didn't look at him anymore and fumbled with her fingers nervously.

Meliodas noticed again that she still didn't trust him with that kind of information, which he completely understood since they were the opposite of each other. Of what they are.

"Elisabeth." He said, drawing her attention back to him.

"Yes, Meliodas-sama?" Meliodas couldn't describe what he feel, but the way she just had said his name made his mind blank for one whole second. He recovered quickly before she would notice and gathered his thoughts before he spoke.

"You don't have to say anything you're not comfortable with, but may I ask you something? I want your honesty." Elisabeth nodded.

"Are you able to heal yourself?" Elisabeth bit on her lip, debating inwardly if she should tell him or not.

"If you cannot, I would like to take you somewhere where you can be healed. It's obviously you cannot return to your kingdom now since you have fought against your orders. If you cannot heal yourself then the goddesses who can won't be able to heal you either. That is why I have to ask you this. I'm most definitely not going to take you to the demon kingdom. Could you please give me an honest answer?"

Elisabeth was quiet because of the honest words that Meliodas spoke. Never had she have heard such kind things of a demon towards a god or goddess, let alone to her. The way he spoke and the way he chose his words made her realise he was really concerned about her well-being. She then decided to trust him a little more.

"No, I am not able to heal myself. Only others, but only minor or injuries which are nothing like putting body-parts together."

Meliodas raised his eyebrows and smiled once more at her quite funny answer. She however didn't seem to notice that.

"Would you give me the honour to take care of you, Elisabeth?"

She nodded once, not thinking about it too much since she was suddenly conscious of the still going battle above them.

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