A long time ago, before there was even such thing as time, there existed only one God, only one being. He wanted to use His gifts and wonders to create something, so He began to make light. Because there had to be something to contrast it, He made darkness. And in addition He made a large round landmass in which He called Earth. This was Day 1 out of the seven; keep in mind that the days back then were much longer then it is now.
He figured He would need some assistance if He was going to carry out his Plan, so on Day 2 God made Heaven. Withen heaven He created souls which were titled angels, whose one purpose was to spread and protect happiness. However, God chose three special angels, archangels, created to reflect majesty and beauty. Micheal had eternity, Gabriel had awareness; and the greatest light and balance, Lucifer, had infinity.
The days following were going well; on Day 3 He made dry land, vegetation, and the sea. On Day 4 He made the sun, moon and stars. On Day 5 He made living creatures in the waters and birds in the air. Problems began to arise though on Day 6, in which God created land animals and man. Lucifer quickly grew angry and jealous about God's new-found, (and clearly) favorite creation. The archangel did not appreciate being replaced and was quick to shun the humans; and with his followers Lucifer rose up against his own kind. A heated battle between the supporters and the rebels was fought, specificly between Lucifer and Micheal. At long last Micheal defeated Lucifer with one final shove, sending him and eventually his followers out of Heaven, and even further, down beneath earth, into a pace were all you could see was dark barren land. A place that God had not intended to even remotely make.
As Lucifer weakly stood up and gazed around at his new cage, it wasn't long before he narrowed his dark eyes, clenched his bruised bloody knuckles. How /dare/ those imbeciles send them down here,…they won't hear the last of him! He'll take his revenge on those damn angels, they'll see! One day, when he's strong enough, and has enough followers, he'll rise above the pits, above the earth and into the heavens, were he, Lucifer, will /probe/ that they will regret the day they banished him, and God will regret the day that He created man! The black haired male grinned darkly, eyes glinting red as his broken, dirt covered wings hung on his back like a wet shirt on a clothesline. This newfound energy, this incredible anger, was so strong that it literally became a being; on the seventh Day, while the angels were rejoicing and God was resting, Lucifer created fire.
On the days that followed, once humans were beginning to carve their paths into the Earth, Lucifer was titled the leader of the unholy lands, which he called Hell. In addition, he declared a full-on war against God; when a person happened to die, it was based on their actions whether they were worthy in the Hell army or not.
As Hell grew larger and days turned to centuries, Lucifer was slowly becoming paranoid. He did not want to risk the chance of ever becoming weak. So, to preserve the 'family power', he made it a requirement that the leader of Hell must mate with another family demon after they have ruled about 500 years. And if, there so happened to be a shortage of females, they had to mate with a female human, thus creating a demon spawn.
This is were my story begins.