Hey guys, this is my very first fanfiction. I have also published a story on wattpad called Bad boys romance. My name on it is devil-of-love. I hope you guys like this story, the first chapter is kinda boring but I promise the next will be better.

Prologue

1804: 210 years ago.

Satan's Pov:

"Make sure you read three mode of these books before you sleep tonight. Oh! Make sure you wake up and be in the training room, downstairs by

6:30 in the morning!" Father called out as he slammed my study room's large, wooden door, shut. I looked at the clock hanging above the door, 9:18pm it read.

I looked at the three unopened, huge books across of me on my wooden table. How does he expect me to read all three of them and sleep? Each book was between 700-1200 pages long. Sighting, My eyes

skimmed around my dimly-lit study room. I've practically memorized this room by heart since I'm usually forced to stay here or in the training room. There is a big, historic, wooden shelf that has about over 750 rare books about supernatural beings, the human world, spells, legends, facts .(etc) Father usually makes sure that I read those books every single day and memorize most of them.

I quickly finished the last page of the book that was in my hand about Hunters. I put that book away, I grabbed one of the 3 books laying in front of me, I quickly skimmed the title, ARCHERY, it was written in cursive writing. I started reading the book and it honestly freaked me out.

They are a type of demon that could shape shift and hide them delved in a body of a little girl. Archery's are a demon... I never knew demons do that! That is just creepy. The rest of the night went like that, reading about supernatural creatures and memorizing most of them. Before I new it, I passed out by 4:30 in the morning.

I woke up having my head rested on a wooden table. Confused, I looked around and noticed I was still in the study room. 'I must've passed out.' I thought while rubbing my eyes, tiredly. I looked at the clock above the door, 6:18 am. My eyes widened as I quickly ran to the washroom to wash my face and brush my teeth as fast as I could. I zoomed to my room and rummaged through my cleaned and unorganized closet. I found a slightly loose black short sleeves shirt, white soccer shorts with black outlines and black and white shoes.

After hurrying them on, I spared a glance at the clock, 6:27. Oh shoot! I ran from my room to the training room downstairs. As soon as I ran into the training room the clock just hit 6:30. Phew!

The training room is very spacious. Father has gotten this training room only for him and I. In the back right of the room, there was a boxing stage. It's good for immortals to box, in case if they are dealing with a human and not being able to use their powers. Or if something happened to you an if either your powers get messed up or your just too weak, then it would help you recover and get your strength back. About 2 meters or so, there are mats across of the boxing stage, for your to verse an opponent or to practice your abilities and other things. There are also other things but I use those two the most.

I was greeted by my father giving me a stern look. I tried to offer him a sheepish smile but he just shook his head, leaving it alone surprisingly. Usually he would yell at me and make me do more work.

He stepped to his right revealing a boy around my age. He had blue hair! That's so cool! His eyes were a radiant shade of midnight blue, he was my height. We both grinned at each other.

"Satan, this here is Tsukiyomi Ikuto." He gestured towards him. "He will be helping you train and keep you on task. His father, Tsukiyomi Aruto, and I have been friends since we were toddlers. Now, I expect you to treat him as if he's your brother. You have the day off in order for you two to get to know each other." Father gave a small smile as he walked out of the training room. Wow, I have never had a day off since I was only 2.

I looked at the blue haired boy across of me, grinning at him. "Hi, my name is Satan, I am 5 years old, my birthday passed one week ago. My father is the ruler of Hell and I will be the ruler when I turn 18!" I stated proudly. He looked at me with a slight smirk.

"Hello, my name is Tsukiyomi Ikuto, I will turn 5 in two weeks from now. My father is a pretty powerful demon-" I took a sharp intake of breath and my eyes grew wide. H-he's a d-d-d-demon?! Ikuto's face looked genuinely confused as to why I'm acting like this.

"D-demon?" I managed to stutter out.

He looked even more confused as I took a shaky step back while he stayed in his spot. "Yes, demon. What's wrong with that? Do you not like demons?" He asked confused although he seemed a bit offended.

"Why aren't you in a little girls' body?" I shrieked. This is silly, I shouldn't act like this. I will be the next ruler of Hell and I cannot be scared of this. I managed to control myself after taking a few inputs of shaky breaths.

The confusion in his face changed with understanding, "Those are anerchy's. They are a rank lower than black-eyed demons. Which I am one. My eyes turn pitch black when I am either, hungry, furious, hurt emotionally badly and I could just change it whenever I want sometimes when I am not experiencing those emotions. Black-eyed demons are the strongest and power-fullest rank of demons." He explained. I made an 'oohhh.' Sound which he rolled his eyes at.

"Sorry if I offended you..." I murmured sheepishly while looking at the ground. I guess I freaked out for no reason. He just chuckled.

"It's okay. I know they could be quite freaky sometimes." He said.

"Hey, lets go play a game in the courtyard." I suggested since father told us to get to know each other and since I have a day off.

His eyes lit up. "Let's go!" He exclaimed. We both ran outside to the courtyard. For the first time I felt like a real 5 year old. The first time I could actually have fun.

We reached the courtyard and I spotted my laser guns. These laser guns do not hurt much since they are training ones. I got them for my fifth birthday but had no time to play them.

"I call blue!" Ikuto called out as we ran towards them. "You can have that! I want the red one!" I called out as well.

We started versing each other for hours, both of us not getting bored at all. Ikuto would come over every day for hours. He even had his own room, which was across of mine. He would someones sleep over but he also had to take care of things at home. Ikuto and I have gotten very close in the past years. He would help me train and prepare me for my tests. I don't think I could've done all this without my best friend.