Summary: A fallen angel goes astray for a love she had. Searching for the one she'd lost a hundred years ago to the 'Man in Red', she betrayed her savior and fell into Lucifer's hands alone. 'He'll grant your wish, but in return give him your wings,' was the tale. Two wings, two chances. One taken, the other rotting away. Losing them means death to her. She has no time to waste. An angel who's a devil but her love is pure. How far can she go to get revenge and find her loved one.

"How much longer do I have to wait...?"

Not much longer. Be patient.

"I've waited for over a hundred years. I can wait not a second longer!"

Ah... I've found a link. Now, your old appearance is quite shocking, is it not?

The women looked at herself. Her body far more matured than she remembered. Old and rusty. Her once beautiful golden hair was now gray. Her bright blue eyes had lost their shine frm her youth. Her skin once a pale, porcelain color was stained with stains and wrinkles. How she had aged was beyond her mind. She was an immortal being. For her body to grow old and fragile was something that had never happened before; not in her ten thousand years of living in Heaven. But apparently, now, in Hell her pure body rotted in that mere century.

"Can you...fix me?"

Do you not trust me?

She hated that tainted voice. The voice so alluring yet at the same time smeared with ill intentions. Even so, knowing the dreaded touch that God, Himself, forbade to appraoch, she was heeding his words. His rules. But-she clenched her brittle hands-if only to meet her-her dearst friend- once more, she would give her own life if she had to. Even though he was invisible to her, she clearly heard the snapping of his fingers as a dark essence succumbed her body.

What do you wish to be? A man now? Or do you still wish to stay with a woman's body.

That was a good question. She wasn't a 'woman' per se. Immortals as herself were given the choise to choose one of the forms he created himself to be their canvas. She chose a woman's. She had thought of the purity and stainless being of them. Then again...she, herself, had tainted the purity she had been given
by Him.

"Leave me this body. I am fine with it."

Wanna change anything else while we're at it.

She reached to nab at her hair that was slowly returning to her original color.

"Can you...change the color of my hair to black?"

Gotten accustomed to my palace, have we now?

"She always did say..." she said more to herself than to him as the color began changing from her roots downward. "That the color looked better on me than gold."

Done. One more thing though, the situation I'm putting you in requires for you to be more...youthful.

He had struggled with the word. She looked at her newly restored body. Was she not young enough. She seemed to be of mid twenties. That was how old she made it seem to others last time. He snapped his fingers again as her body shrunk into that of a young girl's of about sixteen of age. She admired the new figure she was given. She had forgotten how it felt and looked to be young.

Now I'll be sending you down to the earthplane. I doubt that the Hunters are searching for you there. They haven't left a stone unturned in my kingdom but they still have some more to turn still. Down there, however, they can only wait for authorization from Him and must have prove. That'll take sometime not counting the time it'll take them to actually notice I changed your woman's body to a kid's.

"What will happen to me when I get there?"

Confusion and hesitation locked on her eyes and voice. She had been to the earthpalne but once and it was on the day she met her and not long after pacted with him. She had no experience whatsoever what lingered in that place. She knew nothing, even now when she was a rogue needing of knowledge of her escape route.

Don't worry. One of my subordinates will be there to guide you through it all. Now...

She watched as an invisible hand raised upon her back where those white, taintless wings of hers rested, folded upon her. She felt the impalpable hand reach to her right wing.

For my payment...

"Take it."

There was no hesitation whatsoever in her voice. No tremble, no doubt, nothing. She had already taken a bite from the forbidden fruit by loving a human. At the moment her tender lips touched the fruit, he took over her fate.

"I'll give anything to you if you can show me to her."

Then so be it... angelus delapsus.

With the might of a thousand titans the hand ripped her white wing from her back. Taking the force left on her being with it she fell from the darkness she had been staying at.

Her visioned blurred, her hearing shunned out, she was dumbfounded to her surroundings. She felt the wind cut as her body fell. With the mindset she had still left conscious, she tried flapping her left wing. At doing so she felt the intense pain from her right shoulder blade. She reached over touching the absence of the other's companion and instead feeling the hot, crimson blood purging from her. She tried moving her wing one last time but only to have it caught on the branches of the enormous oaktree.

'Where...am I?' she thought.

"Whoa~" that voice. It was a young female's. She looked up to see a girl with creamy blonde hair, short to her chin and two long pigtails potruding from either side of her head. Her eyes were a golden color, much brighter than her hair color. "It is you fell a hi~gh distance down. Hanna, take her inside!" her perky and squeaky voice sounded an octave higher but it couldn't be mistaken by any other than of that one person.

"Bac...tolure?" she managed to get out before her eyes got too blurry to see.

Yet the girl answered her outburst, "No, no. Not here. In this place my name is Victoria~!"

'Vic...toria?' was the last thing she could think of before losing complete conscious.

~°X°~

"Hello~?" she didn't budge at the voice's nagging. She wanted to rest. Just...rest. "Imma give you an injection if you feel so bad~" she chanted.

"Fugee!" she instantly reacted to the taboo backing away so much from Victoria's voice that she fell off the comfy bed down on her behind. "Ugh!"

"Mmm," Victoria hummed kneeling in front of her with the winning smirk in her face. "Still have that fear of pionty things?"

"Not pointy things!" she reacts snatching the white blanket over her head like a hoody and pouting. "I hate pain! And injections hurt the worse!"

"Oh, you chicken." Victoria smiled at her words. "By the way, nice girls."

Girls? She looks down now onto her changed clothes. She opens her mouth to say something but with an amazing speed babbles a hundred things, all not even understandable, before simply shutting her mouth and covering herself. The only thing she had on were the bandages covering her undersized breasts and the black panties. "What the hell's with the get-up?" She says covering herself even more.

"Hey, it's better than how you were when I found you," Victoria calls sitting on the bed. "You were completely nude. Not a thing."

"Seriously?" she calls back at Victoria.

"Ye~p!" she says gleefully smacking her lips. "So, Lucy sent you here?" She is taken aback by the imformality but nods. "Oh, then you're my new servant then~"

"Servant?" she calls confused and shocked.

"Yeah," she nods. "Like a valet and stuff."

"Oh," she says getting that part. "And where am I again?"

"Oh right," she giggles innocently. "You don't know much of the human world, huh?" She shakes her head. "Well you're in my manor. I'm the daughter of a rich Earl, Gregory Hughes. I'm Victoria Hughes. And from this moment on you are my valet, my servant, or whatever you wanna call it. So, little girls girl."

"Don't call me that!" she snapped at the horrible nickname.

"What's your name?"

"My name's Nevaeh," she answers but Victoria shakes her in reproach.

"Not that name," she said pointing her index finger at her. "If you use your holy name given by big gun upstairs the Hunters will be able to identify you easier. Make up another one. A new name."

She pursed her lips in thought and let out a gasp once she got it, "My mother's name was Cordelia, can I use that?"

"Sure." Her answer goes with a shrug of her shoulders. "You're one of the ones that had human mothers?"

Cordelia nods. "He told me my mother's child deserved something good since I..." She looked away not wanting to remember.

"You died prematurely?" Victoria guesses.

"Stillborn," she answers. "She died; bled out after they took me out. He gave me another chance."

"And now you threw that away by pacting with Lucy," Victoria sighs. "Don't worry, most of us were that way. Saved by the one almighty but betrayed him with the temptation Lucy had to offer. Far greater than the heaven's power." She stood up from her seat as she went of to the closet nearby. "Anyways, why were you sent to the earthplane?. Are you looking for something in this forsaken place He left to oblivion?"

"More like someone," Cordelia agrees nonetheless. "An old friend of mine."

"What makes you think they're still alive?" Victoria says looking through the closet at her own pace as Cordelia sat on the bed jesting with her new hands.

"I know she isn't alive," Cordelia answered looking out at the night sky. "Lucifer told me that she had reicarnated. To whom, where, or how old she is he couldn't tell."

"Of course," Victoria agreed. "Neither Lucifer nor Him have word over the incarnations. That's up to the Fates. So you don't know how old or if it's a he or she or even if they are old or young. How're you going to find them then? The earthplane is vast. Not as huge as the Heavens of Hell but still quite a piece itself."

"Lucifer told me that I could use her name to find her again," she answered. "It is still used nowadays. And perhaps she still has her name or a variation of it at least I hope so."

"Well," Victoria pumped up. "I guess he was right to sent you here. And there must have been a reason why he gave you that young body. They might have your same age, which by the looks would be sixteen. seventeen, or eighteen." She snapped her figners in remembrance of a dress she had in that huge closet.

"Bactorule?" Cordelia asked her voice monotone.

"It's Victoria! Geez if you keep doing that the Hunter's will find me too," she joked giggling at her own humor.

"Did you lose something too?" Her question struck her for she stopped in her tracks. Cordelia took this as a maybe for she started going at the dresses a second later.

"I guess you could say that," she says getting one out and smirking at her.

"W-What...?" Cordelia asked her really not liking her expression.

"This is for you," she says throwing the dress on her lap.

"What!" she called. "No, I can't."

"Oh come on you're my new servant and you have to follow my every whim," Victoria argues back, hands on hips.

"Are you trying to abuse your powers?" Cordelia raged back. "I may be your servant but as your old friend like hell I am going to treat you like royalty."

"Hell," Victoria giggles. "Ironic, isn't it?"

"Shut. Up." She calls to her upset. "Anyway, he sent me to you for a reason. You're his imformant from this dimension. You got anything to help me with?"

She smirked and sat, legs crossed in a sexy manner, in the armchair closest to her, "I am called the Demon of Wisdom for nothing." She cleared her throat, "I have a clue. The person who is related to that friend of yours is in a pretigious school for wealthy, snobby, kids go to and I have a link telling me that there is something there that might lead you to your goal."

"You're helping me," Cordelia calls questioning. "What's it in for you?" Victoria looks at her in disbelief. "You're the demon with links in the Underworld, Otherworld, Hell, and Earth. You have the information of the world. Why just give it up?"

"It's more like a hobby to keep me bright and up," she says. "But knowing everything can be quite boring. Your fate and its overall ending isn't showing itself to me. It'll be quite a catch to see your soup opera of a life."

"You are a devil," Cordelia grins. "So, where is this school?"

"You'll see it tomorrow when we move in," she answers.

"Move in?" she asks.

Victoria nods. "From this autumn on we are officially junior students of Lutwidge Academy~!"

"You're crazy." Cordelia's only response, so monotone and simple, made Victoria pout.

"I'm being serious here," she says in a pout. She snaps her fingers as she gets a gold bracelet from her pocket and snaps it on Cordelia's wrist.

"What the-" she tries to get it off her but can't even budge it.

"It's a Limiter. While in the human world we can't use our powers as immortal beings freely. If we do we might get caught by the Hunters and Ministry of the Heavenly Skies. This will put them at minimum."

"I can't use my phsychic powers then," she says.

"Nope. Not a thing that goes past Lvl. 7 magic," she answers. "I have one too, see?" She pinpoints her stud earring. "You can't take it off. The only way is transcribing a code onto it. Sadly only 'downtown' knows that."

"Fine," she says finally. "Say, have you seen any other rogue's like us out there."

"Not any besides you and myself these days," she says serious. "Well the Ministry sent the Hunters under cover in an agency called Pandora so we gotta watch our backs. Besides there's a problem much bigger than other demons or devils out here."

"Like what?" she asked not believing there could be a worse thing than them two.

"They're born from a place no one, not God or Lucifer, can reach. A place in the depths of the deepest. The creatures there are monsters unlike you and I. They're Chains from the Abyss..."

"Abyss...?"

Next Time: But her words didn't kick in. Something told her-something deep within her- that this wasn't just any ordinary human being.

On Par with a Demon

How was it? I really know I write too much PH and don't finish other stories. But I wanted to write something like this. Again it'll be an ElliotXOCXLeo. I'll try to keep it even. Inspired by Vocaloid's Alluring Secret~Black Vow. Please review! I write happy with reviews in mind! XD :)