Well, here you have it! The triology! I couldn't not write a third part and I hope you enjoy the ride!

The song here is "Bad Girl" by Avril Lavigne featuring Marilyn Manson

Bad Girl

Everyone smiled at her as she walked down the sidewalk of the country's largest city. She was so delightful with her little pink dress, her sparkling pink shoes and her long dark hair held out of her face with a sparkling pink headband.

She would smile sweetly in return, but there was something there, a dark flicker of Hell in her light brown eyes. The people would stand back, unsure of what to make of this adorable little girl with the creepy expression in her eyes. They wanted to get away, but they couldn't stop looking at her.

But she wasn't interested in them.

She looked up at the tall buildings and the bright sky above, and as lovely as it was, the noise was unbearable and it was too bright outside. She scrunched up her nose and squinted her eyes, unable to adjust to this environment. It was pretty at first, but then it wasn't what she thought it would be.

"You wanted to see New York, kid." Said a smooth voice that matched his classic good looks and his charm. "What did you expect?" he asked.

"Amusement parks." She replied with a hint of annoyance as she looked up at the Knight of Hell. "I wanted amusement parks, Niki." She added and looked put off as he mocked a frown at her. Yet, he chuckled slightly as he looked around.

"Sometimes it's hard to tell if you're more like your mother or your father, Cookie." He said as he looked down at her. This time, she frowned and showed her annoyance in her eyes.

"It's Princess or Keara." She said and crossed her arms over her chest like her mother often would. Nikolai grinned and mimicked her.

"It's Nikolai." He said and they stared down at each other, both unwilling to surrender their nicknames for each other. And, as if Keara realized that that wasn't going to stop, she turned around and continued walking, searching for her amusement park.

Nikolai followed her and began humming. She acted like he annoyed her, but she wouldn't want to hang out with anyone else. He was fun and he made her laugh, and then he was pretty…

At that moment, down this side alley, Keara heard this blood curdling screech of a cat in distress. She peered down the alley and narrowed her eyes, listening to the laughter of three boys. She steered away from the busy sidewalk and entered the alley, her hands balling into fists.

Beyond the large garbage bin where the three boys she had heard, pinning down a poor frightened cat. It was digging its claws into the cement and trying to escape by any means necessary. They were discussing amongst each other what to do, meaning how to hurt the cat.

That was it.

Keara stood in sight and smiled in her darkest manner, one that would send chills down their spines. One boy looked up at her and, despite that very chill, shouted at her.

"Go away you little shit." He said with a New York accent and when the other boys looked up at her, starting to call her some nasty names, she snapped her fingers and they froze. Only their eyes could move and her dark sinister smile broadened, letting the darkness in her eyes burn.

The cat, as if sensing the demon within and realizing she could now move, shrank low to the ground. It tried to make its way to the dead end of the alley, afraid that this demon would be its end. However, when Keara softened her anger, allowing for the human to step forward, the cat looked over its shoulders at her and let out a frightened meow.

Keara approached the cat slowly and crouched low to the ground as to extend her hand and win the cat's confidence. The cat seemed uncertain, but met her eyes and seeing that the demon had subsided, and eventually came to her. It was still afraid, but Keara waited patiently.

"It's okay." she said sweetly. Once the cat overcame its fear and licked her hand, it allowed her to touch it. Keara picked it up and held it tightly against her chest, humming a soft melody to comfort the cat.

"It's alright, little Kitty. No stupid boys will hurt you, or other cats, ever again." she said, walking up to the frozen boys, and looked at them, her dark grin returning. "Do you know what happens to bad little boys?" she asked them and then snapped her fingers as she turned around. Soon, they wailed in agony, but she ignored their screams. Their flesh was being ripped off in chunks. They were being burnt by combusting flames as wicked as Hell's fires and they were being stabbed repeatedly by some unseen force sharper than the fangs of a Hellhound. For once, they were about to get a taste of their own medicine.

Keara walked out of the alley and smiled up innocently at Nikolai who only smirked at her. Some people began to notice the screams in that alley, but it didn't concern Keara. The cat was more important.

"I like animals." She said and stroked the cat, who was now purring. "They're innocent. Stupid people disregard how important they are; how they should be respected." She added and she let out a little giggle when Nikolai stroked the cat as well. "But not anymore. I'll be the Guardian of animals." She added and Nikolai glanced at her with a sort of saddened expression.

"You realize you can't take a cat to Hell." She said and she grunted in protest. "You're parents explained this to you several times: Hell is not a place for animals. We can only have creatures that were created in Hell." He added and Keara grunted again. "You'll have to give it a good home." He said and she remained silent for some time, then sighed in defeat.

"Fine." She said dryly and shot a cold glare over her shoulder at Nikolai. "But this isn't over." she said and narrowed her eyes as he let out a small chuckle. Like he hadn't heard that one before.

She walked to the nearest residence, where a middle aged woman was just opening a window. Keara stood there, staring at this woman with the saddest eyes she could manage. The woman notice she was standing there and quickly empathized with the strange little girl.

"Is there something wrong, little girl?" she asked with a sweet voice. Keara nodded her head and even formed a few tears in her eyes. The woman was lost for words, but quickly made her way to her door. She opened it and invited Keara up closer. She looked down at the cat, tears falling down her cheeks, and when she looked up at the woman, she could see that she wanted so much to help.

Good.

"What's wrong?" she asked as she wiped away the tears with a handkerchief that smelled like mothballs. Keara began to speak, but stuttered purposely to tug at the woman's heart strings some more.

"I – I can – can't keep my ca – cat." She said and began sobbing. The woman awed and tried a sympathetic smile, but Keara cried more. "I can't keep my cat and I don't want her to feel abanded in those shelters." She added, mispronouncing the word 'abandoned', because apparently children who can't speak properly are cute. Keara continued to cry, even to the point that some people on the street began to notice. "I need a good home for her so I now she's happy. I don't want her to die in those shelters." Keara added and the woman contemplated what she should do.

Then she smiled softly.

"I can take your cat, sweetie. If that's what you'd like." She said and Keara blinked her eyes and cried as she threw herself into the arms of the woman, clinging onto the cat.

"Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you." She said and pulled back, looking up at the woman with hope in her eyes. "Thank you so much." She added and the woman looked down at the cat.

"What's her name?" she asked and when she looked at Keara, she smiled brilliantly that had the old woman enchanted.

"Cookie." Keara said softly and smiled as the woman took the cat. She would have looked back at Nikolai to see if he enjoyed her naming the cat, but the old woman wasn't supposed to know he was there. He probably was smiling, being so happy with himself.

"I promise to take good care of your cat." The woman said, looking at the strange little girl one last time, and closing the door once she stepped into her place.

Keara wiped away her tears and Nikolai appeared next to her as they continued down the sidewalk.

"It's really hard to tell if you're more like your mother or your father." He said once again, impressed with her acting. Keara chuckled and held her chin up high with pride. She's like to think she had a balanced amount of both her parents' traits.

"Don't think about it too much or it'll hurt your pretty little head." she replied with a dark grin. "Now onto the amusement parks like you promised!" She added as she pointed forward, determined to get what she wanted.

"I didn't promise that." He said and she giggled darkly.

"You said anything I want and I want amusement parks, Niko." She said and began skipping down the sidewalk, humming without a care in the world.