Chapter 2 - Deal or No Deal

Yayy, second chapter! Sorry, this one is quite a bit shorter than the last one but still... I brought in Jonathan! And that makes up for something surely?! Please tell me if you like it or if you don't or even if you want to give me any suggestions! Please review and let me know what you think! Thank you!

Valentine was waiting for me when I got there. Hugin sat perched on his shoulder, cawing softly. When I stepped through, all I could see was white. At first I had thought I had died, but then I remembered that I wouldn't have went to heaven even if there was one. He stood there in all his glory, crisp stylish suit, white-blonde hair glowing slightly in the setting sun behind him. He looked just like he had in the projection, all sharp angles and good looks.

We were standing in a large, white hall, which was probably the reason why i had thought i had died. There was no furniture in this room, but there was a dark door at the far end, further blocked by Valentine. The portal disappeared from behind me, leaving me with him looking at me curiously.

"Why are you here?" His voice was as sharp as his face, and left me confused.

"Why wouldn't i be?" It seemed like a perfectly reasonable question to me, but his eyes narrowed in annoyance. He had asked me to join him after all, not the other way around! He ignored it after a moment, and moved on.

"What are you doing here then?" Hugin flapped on his shoulders, in sudden distress.

"You asked me what i wanted before. I want to know what i am and I'm willing to follow you to find out." A slow grin spread over his face, one i immediately distrusted.

"Why don't i show you instead?" He gave an almost indiscernible nod as I stepped casually to the side. A decidedly masculine foot went through where my leg would have been a moment ago, barely visible in its speed. Reaching out, i caught his leg mid-flight, and flipped him onto his back. He rolled back onto his feet as i went to kick him and grabbed at my closed fist. Twisting it, he pulled my wrist across my chest to pull me into a tight headlock, cutting off my air supply. I paused for a second, waiting for him to let his guard down. His arms loosened slightly, just what i was waiting for and flung my head backwards, crashing into his nose and bursting it instantly. Blood poured out of it and pooled in my hair as he let go. I whipped around to face him. And stared.

He looked almost exactly like Valentine, if it weren't for the fact that his white hair was an inch longer than his and his cold black eyes a shade darker. Where Valentine had been stocky and well-built, he was more leanly muscled, and had what would have been a boyish charm if it hadn't evaporated at the look in his eyes. Pure undiluted rage burned in their depths at his injury and his face would have been handsome if it hadn't been twisted into an unpleasant scowl and dripping with blood.

I smirked. "You really need to sort that face of yours, you know. You're gonna end up tripping up on it. And you have a little something there... Oh wait, that IS your face." He took a step forward, murder in his eyes.

"Jonathan, now is not the time." Valentine jumped in before anymore damage was done and he hurt his pride more than it already was. So that was Jonathan. You could sure as hell see the likeness between father and son.

"Aren't you meant to be dead?" I inquired curiously.

"Yes." His voice was just like the rest of him, cold and to the point.

"Shame," I teased. He looked ready to blow up again. I raised a slim eyebrow at him and Valentine walked over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down. No such luck.

"Well, why don't you go stick that smug little smirk of yours up your a-"

"Jonathan. Enough of these childish word games and control yourself!" Jonathan spluttered and bit back a retort at his father's chiding words and i grinned mercilessly. He glared in silence. The phrase "if looks could kill" sprung to mind as i smiled at the whole scene. If it was true i would be long gone by now! He turned and started storming out of the room, to leave me and Valentine to sort it out.

"And you," I instantly sobered up at Valentine's chilly tone. "I think that answered your question. You are part Greater demon." I watched the muscles in Jonathan's back bunch as he tensed.

"Who?" He sounded strained, as if dreading the answer.

"Not Lilith, Jonathan. Another. And he has been quite useful lately. Everything is in place for the final stage."

Jonathan visibly relaxed, and continued out of the door, slamming it behind him. I was perplexed to say the least.

"What got his knickers in a twist?!" Valentine gave me a tight smile as he stared after his son.

"Jonathan is like you. And to find someone like himself after all this time of being the only one must have surprised him."

"You mean he never knew about me?"

"No, I'm afraid not. You see, i wasn't sure if you had even survived. Most don't. And because you're mother and father left before you were born, i had no way to find out. I didn't want to give Jonathan false hope that there was someone else out there like him. He would have torn the world apart looking for you as a matter of fact. And now you're here and you're nothing like what he expected." He paused for a moment. "Imagine finding out that the person that you have been waiting for all those years is your half-sister," he pondered. "How would you feel if your destined mate was your sister? Or your brother in your case. You would feel cursed. So it is but a small mercy that i didn't use Lilith's blood twice." I gaped at him, shocked.

"You mean i was intended for Jonathan?" I laughed nervously. "You gotta be joking right?!" One look at his face told me all I needed to know. I sighed. "You do know he hates me, don't you? And I'm not exactly all that fond of him right now either."

He glared at me. God, they were both so similar! "You said that you were prepared to follow me to find out what you are. Prove it by helping Jonathan with his tasks and you might end up figuring out yourself. Otherwise, i will tell you personally all you need to know."

I hesitated for a split second, tempted by the offer but wary of him. I didn't trust him. But it was the only chance I had.

"Deal."