Lucifer's Toy

Chapter 1: Something not right.

There she was, in her lonely cottage in the middle of no where, in her bedroom, sitting on her favorite window seat, reading her favorite book.

It was getting late, but why should she care? Teenagers don't care about time, do they?

It was the holidays and she could stay up all night if she so wished it.

Her parents would tell her to sleep if they were there. But they weren't.

Lyrisa hadn't seen her parents in... Well forever.

She knew her mother was dead. But her father? Who knew where he was?

The one thing she did know was the fact that she was no ordinary girl.

She was a nephairy, In other words she's a hybrid creature born from an angel and a fairy.

Lyrisa didn't even know which parent was a fairy or which one was an angel.

But all she cared about was living her life, without being hunted down.

Her blue eyes moved so quickly on the page it was almost like she was scanning it.

It was at least two o' clock in the morning when she finished the book, and sighed. But she didn't shut it.

Instead she went back to the beginning, she didn't know why, but it was an instinct.

Something was new. She read this book at least ten times already, but she had never noticed the writing in the top left corner.

It said, 'Destiny can't be changed'

She blinked and it was gone. "What..?

Before she could begin to understand what had just happened, she heard a sound from downstairs.

Lyrisa wasn't the kind of girl to just ignore squeaks or any kind of noise in an old house.

She knew about demons and she knew how to protect herself.

So as quietly as she could, she crept down the spiral staircase with a bottle of holy water in her right hand.

But she couldn't find anyone, or anything. She ran upstairs again and went into the bathroom.

Getting ready for bed didn't take that long, all she did was wash her face, brush her pearly white teeth, then got into bed.

It was at least half past three by now, and Lyrisa still hadn't fallen asleep.

She sensed that something wasn't right.

Was it a demon, a ghost, some creature lurking in the shadows, just waiting for her to close her eyes so it can strike.

The point was, she couldn't sleep. She turned over, facing the window.

Someone was there. She couldn't see clearly, but she could tell it was a man.

Most girls would scream or run. Even both. But not Lyrisa. Her first thought was how was he standing in thin air.

Grabbing her holy water she ran to the window, but just as she opened it... He disappeared.

"What the...?" She gasped.

After that, nothing happened for the rest of the night.

The next morning, Lyrisa woke. When had she even fallen asleep.

Her first instinct was to look at the clock. It was eleven o' clock in the morning.

"Bugger!" She got up as fast as she could.

Had a quick shower, forgot about breakfast, brushed her teeth and put her long mahogany straight brown hair in a high pony tail.

Just as she put her yellow tank top and skinny jeans on, there was a knock on the door.

She ran down the stairs again and opened the door. "Jack?" It was her brother.

He had the same features as she did. Except the long hair and the fact that he wasn't a girl. They were twins after all. "Expecting someone else?"

The siblings were close but Lyrisa was actually expecting someone else. "Yeah. Come in."

She opened the door wider so he could squeeze past her.

"So, who were you expecting?" He asked her. "No wait! Let me guess." Lyrisa glared at him. "Adam?"

She nodded. "Yes. We're gonna go out today."

"I know!" Jack grinned. "I love baseball. Me and Abigail are coming too!"

Lyrisa glared at him for a second. "Jack, come on. Me and Adam have only been on a date once."

Jack rolled his eyes. "That is so not true! What about when Mrs Milligan made you that dinner?"

"How do you even remember that? You weren't even there, you just picked me up afterwards." She stated.

Jack nodded, thinking up a good reply. "When I met Adam's dad, remember? He squirted me with holy water, cut my arm with a silver knife and made me eat salt. who the bloody hell would forget that?"

Lyrisa laughed. "A hunter's instinct. He came with us to a baseball game last year, remember?"

Jack nodded. "Yeah." He smiled at the memory.

"How is Abigael getting there? Do we have to pick her up?" Abigael was Lyrisa's best friend. She always seemed to have a tan. Had light brown eyes and very curly shoulder length hair.

Lyrisa was suspicious that Abigail and her brother were secretly going out. "I was gonna pick her up. What about Adam?"

"He was gonna get me. But he should have been an hour ago. That's why I thought it'd be him at the door..." Lyrisa sounded worried.

"Well how about we get Abigail, then go see if he's alright?" Jack suggested.

Lyrisa agreed and went upstairs to prepare her bag.