Epilogue:

They spend their lifetime warning their kind from the "others".

Really who would've thought that demons were afraid of winged creatures spilling rainbow and sunshine each time they speak?

Regina honestly didn't care much about angels roaming the skies as long as she gets to scare some of them, and right after snow, the purest of them all, her favorite victim was that stupid blond haired and skin toned man with a pair of blue eyes to match his soul and- since when did she pay attention to those kind of things?

A loud sound broke Regina from her thoughts.

Right, hunting time… The exact time when she gets to tease the angels and persuade humans to join the dark side instead of the light one, and she was the best at this game, she never ever failed.

Until that boy came along.

Well Regina sees him as a boy even though he's older than her. Really, who could annoy the darkest of her kind and feel smug about it? Robin (she knew his name because "a good demon should always know their enemy's names" repeated Cora's voice in her head, not that she liked the way it sounded on her tongue) mastered the art of infuriating her and he always lives to talk about it… Well because he's a boy, and she doesn't kill boys.

That's at least the only way to prove herself that she didn't actually enjoy Robin's company.

"Regina are you coming along?" Mal's voice was the second sound to make her loose track of her thoughts. God why is she thinking of that angel anyway?

Mal is probably the only person she doesn't want to kill in her world and the world above combined. She is a friend, even though the word friend tastes bitter in her mind as much as on her lips, if friends mean leading people's way to Hell together or never talk about how she was too distracted for a professional demon.

"Yeah I'll be right behind you" her voice is too dreamy for her own liking.

She has to defeat Robin once, just once and she's sure he'll leave her mind at peace.

With that last decision, she got up and followed Mal.

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The last horn blow made sure to notify every angel about their Saturday hunt with the people living in the underworld. Robin hated that word, "hunt", how is it a hunt if you help other people choose the right path… No doubt it was these stupid demons who created that stupid name, they do enjoy watching people suffer under their watch.

Except Regina, she just enjoyed making the angels suffer. Sure her job is to lead humans towards a dark path and he can't say he does know her after 3 or 4 hunts against each others, but she never harmed the humans not physically anyways. Not even him for saving their souls, she just narrows her eyes scrunches her noise and glare at him as if she'll shed him to pieces by a threatening look.

It's probably his favorite part of the game. Win and annoy her with a smirk, then be rewarded by ten seconds of rich brown eyes locked on different shades of blue ones. Afterwards, she just leaves and utters the same words each time with the same amount of venom "be glad I'm too tired to stick your sunshine somewhere you can never find it" and he would always laugh and reply with a "always, your majesty". And if he witnesses a ghost of a smile before she turns and walks away regally, he says nothing.

Today is one of those days; and what is this strange feeling in his stomach and chest every time he wakes up on a hunting day. Must be the excitement to save new people, nothing related with the way she sways her hips while walking or the way her red wine lips would feel on his own.

Snap out of it Locksley. Damn it.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say this pink shade coloring your neck suit you very well Rob" he would never mistake the owner of this voice. It belongs to the tiniest and softest of all angels, Tink. "You're up against Regina today too. Must be fate huh? Rivals normally get separated after 3 hunts together. You seem like you and the queen of evil, as snow kindly put it, are entertaining the council"

Robin hummed quietly. He doesn't believe in fate, not since it took Marian away from him, however Tink was right.

"Yeah must be that. She never looses except when she plays against me, must be new for a bunch of people sitting on a chair deciding what will happen with humanity today." Replied Robin dryly, he never understands why people respect a Council who does nothing except watching the world carry more and more hate each decades.

"Get up. We have people to save. You can think of whomever you are thinking about later" Said softly Tink and squeezed his hand before she left.

Robin got up heading towards the field that will take him on earth while making a mental note to ask his friend why she said whomever and not whatever. What is she thinking again?


Thoughts? Please note that english isn't my first language so i'm very sorry, and please review so i know if this story is worth continuing :)

Special thanks to Moniek (Mo9ja who has amazing fics btw) for face-timing and helping me ilysm x

Thank you for reading x - Lea