A.N; I began to write this after a spark of inspiration one night.

There are mentions of rape in this story, however due to recent changes it is only mentioned once which is in this chapter. It is three sentences, marked by *

Please do not read if mentions of rape trigger you, or upset you; I don't want to cause anyone harm.

Lucifer is the character who rapes my OC, he is very different in this story than the show character. I recreated parts of his character for this story.

Chapter 1; The Beginning

Every story must begin somewhere. Even if it is years in the past. A story doesn't start in the middle, or at the end, it must have a beginning. Maybe it's the spilling of a coffee, or a coincidentally meeting.

Our story begins with the birth of an angel. She wasn't the eldest angel, or the youngest, she didn't have the brightest Grace, and she wasn't the most powerful, in fact she was quite insignificant, accept to one of her brothers.

God had created yet another angel, he had named her Rochel. She was timid, observant, and asked perhaps too many questions, but she was beautiful and her siblings loved her. One sibling in particular; Lucifer.

She looked up to him, loved him, and was extremely loyal to him and he doted on her. Over the years she grew, her grace and her wings becoming more beautiful and radiant, and Lucifer became more possessive. He wouldn't let her out of his sight, and when he was needed elsewhere, he told her to stay in a secluded part of Heaven, and wouldn't let her talk to her other siblings. But, what he didn't know was that during these times she would spend time with Castiel and Gabriel as they were the only ones who weren't afraid to get close to her because of Lucifer.

These routines carried on for hundreds of years, and during that time God created Earth and Humans. Lucifer despised the humans, and rebelled against God after her commanded that all the angels were to love the humans more than him. Lucifer began to turn other angels against their father, and started to create his army against Heaven.

Rochel was sitting peacefully in the secluded place where Lucifer kept her. He said it was because he loved her, and was protecting her, but sometimes she wondered, sometimes she wanted to roam Heaven without having Lucifer at her side, scaring away her other siblings. She sighed.

"Rochel." Lucifer announced his arrival. "Sister you know of the events of these past years."

Rochel nodded.

"Well, I will not let Father control us any longer; I am forming an army to go against him. Sister join me, stand by my side, and fight with me for our rights as angels." Lucifer was grinning by the end of his little speech, but Rochel was horrified.

"No. No, brother, this is wrong." Lucifer frowned. "Can you not see? Have you become blind with rage? If Father wants us to love the humans, then we shall, they are his children as we are. I will not fight against him; brother you must know this is wrong?"

Lucifer's frown only deepened, anger flared in his eyes. "I protected you. I doted on you. I love you, and you show me disloyalty in return!"

"Brother please, calm yourself." Rochel pleaded, but he was too far gone.

* Lucifer tore her robes, forced her to the ground and defiled her body. He told her he loved her, but said she needed to be punished for her disloyalty to him. He left her soon after, crumpled on the ground, broken and sobbing.

Castiel and Gabriel found her a while later, and comforted their sister.

Days later, after taking his armies to Heaven, Lucifer was bound in a cage and buried in the depths of Hell. Every angel knew of the incident with Rochel. Some hated her and called her a traitor, some pitted her, and some refused to look her in the eye. She hated it. All her life she had been kept from her siblings, watched them from afar, and now she was free of the one thing holding her back they hated her, they were disgusted by the very mention of her name. So she left. She fled Heaven and went to Earth.

She silently observed her Father's creations. Watched their world grow. She hid, in the shadows of the world, never seen, never heard, but watching.