A/N
Sequel to Purpose but could be read alone. I am still working on it but am also going to work on this one.
Satan's POV
My young daughter was lying in my arms in the world of Gehenna, the parallel world to the humans Assiah. My little girl was a half-breed that could be the link between the two worlds. She was the one child I had that was strong enough to retain her form in here in Gehenna. I was proud as I saw the blue flames that wrapped around her body. I knew that she would never be accepted into Gehenna as my daughter and a half- human so I made up my mind to take care of her in secret and hide her powers from both my world and the world of Assiah. My sons would be fit vessels for me to possess once they grew old enough to understand my reasons, but my daughter would have too much finesse for me to be able to stand even attempting to possess her.
The little bundle in my arms shifted slightly and I looked at her, grabbing a small tiara with the ability to restrain the powers of the wearer even while they inhabited Gehenna. It was a common sort of thing that many demon children now possessed to hide their abilities, she would be no exception other than the fact this particular headband was made, as much out of demon metals as it was the innocence the black order exorcists used to defeat akuma and holy iron of the current exorcists of True Cross. The tiara could restrain even the strongest demon abilities. I knew the girl would be great, but how great I had no idea…
*Time Skip ten years later in Gehenna*
Reena's POV
I sat quietly in the courtyard watching the demons do the palace work. It felt wrong to servants and slaves. Several slaves I had actually befriended and snuck actual food to them instead of the stale scraps they usually received from the cooks, "Princess, your father is looking for you please report to him at once."
I knew if my father wanted to see a young girl like me in the middle of his workday, it must be serious so I walked into the throne room and curtsied politely, "You wanted to see me father?" I spoke softly from my place in the room. Glancing around I saw a young boy about my age maybe a little older standing beside a man who at that point I assumed to be the boy's father.
"Yes it is about your betrothed. You shall marry this boy when you come of age. I expect the two of you to get along nicely. Now go play." I saw my father's eyes turn anxious as I turned and left the hall all the while clenching my fists in anger, who was he to decide my fate like that I would marry whoever I wished not who he told me to. I stood on the balcony in my quarters and looked towards the sky as I thought about how I would attempt to escape my fate.
Flashback
I was at most five or six when my father decided to show me one of the many demon villages of Gehenna. People bowed and moved out of the road when they saw us on our way into their village. My father would always wave and occasionally reach out and help a demon who had fallen or was starved. He would always tell me to help those in need but at the same time never let anyone control you, his eyes would always be gentle when he told me this, his eyes held sorrow as he would remember something, "What is it father?" I would always ask and he would always reply with a simple, "I will tell you when you are older my child." My father seemed to treasure me but I never understood why, it was that a little girl like me got so much attention from Satan himself when I was not even a complete demon.
End of flashback
I was to be married to the boy when I came of age? Then I should truly take my father's advice and disappear into the world. Like my father I could create a Gehenna gate, in doing so I would take up residence in the other world the world of Assiah; I would find a way to save my father.
A/N
'I know, I know I shouldn't start a 'sequel' when I have only just got the plot rolling on the 'prequel'.
Reena: She will soon be posting sketches of this me on her deviantart account probably around the same time she uploads the next chapter. Please remember to review!