I got into my clothes. I splashed my face with cold water as I felt my face flush as I remembered my dream. What the hell was all that about? I've just met him? Either way I had to forget it. I can't let people get close to me like that. I'm not ready for that. That allows too much of an exposed weakness. Friends are fine but more? More is too much. Not that he'd like me like that anyway.

I was deep in thought when there was a tap on the door. "Come in?" I said, not expecting visitors this early. The door to my room slid open and there stood a very pink Tamaranian. "Friend Angel, I was wondering if you would care to accompany me to the hall of shops?" she said, holding her hands together under her chin, as if in prayer.

"Are-are you talking about the mall?" I had to admit, I was laughing slightly 'hall of shops' haha! "Yes! Would you care to come with me? She asked again, her eyes gleaming. Fucksake. I hated shopping, I really did. You'd write a list and then buy anything BUT what's on your list. I guess I did need some clothes if I was going to be staying here for a little while. "Yeah sure" I finally said, after contemplating it for a few seconds. A smile sprouted on her face that extended from ear to ear. I mean, is that possible? I suppose it could be for her considering she's not human but still. Weird.

Me and Starfire walked through to the common room where everyone else was sat eating. "Morning Angel" Robin said, looking up from the case files in front of him. "Morning everyone"

"Where are you guys going?" Beastboy said, as ha glanced at us from over the back of the sofa. "Angel and I are going to the, what was it? Mall?" I nodded so she knew she got it right. At that she let out a squeal, grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door towards town.

We walked through the mall, swinging in and out of shops, bags swaying at our sides. I had to admit, I was enjoying myself. I hadn't really done this with someone before. That was until some smart-ass decided I was fair game, "Hey, how you doing?" he asked, nodding in my direction. I was not in the mood for this, "Worse now that you're interrupting my day"

"Ouch, you've got a mouth. I like that. Nice body too"

"Oh good, you can watch it walk away from you then" I said, as I turned and walked away with Starfire. "hang on hang on" he said walking after us, "Can't we have a nice chat?"

"We could if I was desperate for your attention, which it just so happens, I'm not" I turned to carry on walking, but he grabbed my wrist. I rolled my eyes. Really? That's how he wanted to play this? "Just you hold on one second. I'm trying to be nice, the least you could do is at least go out with a drink with me?" I was starting to get mad. I could feel Starfire was too, "Let me friend go" she said, her voice fuelled with anger. "Star, chill. I got this" I looked back at the guy holding onto my wrist. "I'm going to give you to the count of two to let go"

"Or what?"

"I'll make you regret thinking we could have a 'nice chat'" He smirked at me, "One…" I began. "Two" at this my eyes turned from their deep red, to the whole eye going black. His hand started smoking, much like my scar had done. He winced in pain. Slowly more and more smoke came from his hand until he was screaming. He released my wrist and held his hand in the air. You could see the palm of his hand bubbling and drops of flesh falling to the ground. He turned on his heal and ran towards a nearby fountain and threw his hand inside.

There was a loud sizzling as steam rose from the fountain. The guy looked back at me and screamed, "What the fuck are you?!" I walked a few steps towards him, "No! Stay back!" I laughed. "In which case, I'll see you when your life comes to an end. Then we can have a nice chat" I winked at him and walked away, Starfire in tow.

It was a few days later, and I was in my room trying to find something to wear for the day. I stood in front of my mirror, looking at myself. My white hair tied back in a pony tail. I was in nothing but an oversized shirt and my underwear. I'd spent a fair amount of time with Gar over the past couple days. It was mostly him just watching me use my powers in awe. Kind of annoying actually, but it was kind of cute at the same time.

While I was distracted thinking about the past couple days, I didn't notice a tear open behind me. Out of the gap walked the creepy hooded man that me and Gar encountered. I jumped slightly, "Shit man. Cough or something to announce your presence. Or you could use the door like a normal person" he glared at me "Okay. Someone's pissed. What's going on? Why're you here?"

"Lady Death and Lord Lucifer wish for you to attend an audience" oh fuck. Mom wants to see me. "When?"

"As soon as convenient" with that, he disappeared through the tear, which swiftly closed up behind him. I looked back at the mirror. Guess it's my usual attire for such an occasion. Yo, skinny jeans where you at?

I walked out through the common room to take the front door. "Angel where you off to?" Garfield stopped me not far from the door. "I've been summoned by my mother"

"Your mother? No shit"

"Yep, oh and Satan"

"Satan? Does that mean you have to travel to hell?"

"Yeah, it does"

"How the hell are you gonna do that? Die?"

"Not quite. You remember this?" I showed him my scar once again. "Oh yeah?"

"Well its technically a birthmark. Given to members of my family through the generations. Originally given to the first Death by Cerberus. It allows every death the ability to call upon him. Basically, I get to ride him down to hell. Or if I needed to travel elsewhere then I have transport"

"No way! That's so cool!"

"Isn't it? Wanna come with?" I asked because I didn't want to go alone. I've never really properly met my mother so, this was a first for me and I wasn't too keen on doing so alone. "You sure? I don't want to intrude, but having the power to turn into any creature in the animal kingdom, you can see where my curiosity comes from"

I took out a knife I had stashed next to my scythe, and cut down my scar, much like creepy guys nail had done days ago (I needed to remember to find out his name later). My scar began to smoke once more, as Gar said, "Does that not hurt?"

"You grow to get used to it when you do it enough, but at first, yes it really did. Like a bitch" Gar let out a small chuckle before my scar stopped smoking and all around us fell silent. "Was that it? Did it work?" he asked looking around. "Give it a minute" mere seconds after we could hear thuds as the earth began to shake with small intervals. Me and Gar made our way outside just as a large black hound, with three separate heads bounded its way over to us.

He came to a skidding stop in front of us, and laid down, indicating he wanted his heads scratched whilst all three were arguing over who got to receive the affection. "Hey there Cerberus" I said making my way over and scratching each head individually. His body was about three times the size of me and Gar together and is tail was large enough to go with it. I looked at Gar whose jaw had dropped entirely in awe. I couldn't help but grin. I turned to face Cerberus, and climbed onto his back, holding onto his very large collar (Like Clifford the big red dog, just black, and with more heads and a worse temper). Cerberus got to his feet towering over Garfield, "You coming?" I shouted down from the back of the hound. At that he turned into an eagle and flew up onto Cerberus's back before changing back and wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I gave Cerberus a gentle kick before he ran off across the sea.

Just as Titans tower disappeared into the background behinds us, Cerberus leaped into a larger whirlpool in the middle of the sea. Garfield let out a scream (not a very manly one either) as we dived down into the depths of the whirlpool. I couldn't help but let the laugh is was holding back, escape. Not too long later, we landed on solid rock ground. There were no traces of water, or the sea above us. Just cave ceiling. I always end up in a damn cave, don't I? Cerberus began walking deeper into the cave, until we reached a very large opening. It was light, not sunlight, but the light from a lava river that ran beneath our feet. Our eyes trailed up the river to the dark looming castle in front of us.

All around us we could hear the screams of demonic creatures flying above. We could see craters exploding with boiling water that would scorch your skin should you touch it. We knew we were in hell by the lines of lost souls that had no doubt been brought here for judgment by my mother. All souls got brought to hell for judgment, if found they had lead good lives, they would be transported to who knows where. And the damned? They would stay right where they are. Re-living some of their worst nightmare.

I could feel Garfield trembling behind me as we rode closer and closer to the castle. "Gar relax. As long as you're here with me nothings going to happen to you" he seemed to relax then, but I could feel that he still wasn't completely at ease. Cerberus came to a stop outside the castle gate and bent down so we could slide off. I gave him a final pat on his heads as he ran towards the way we had come in. "Great, how're we supposed to get back home?" Gar asked. "Well, Satan has a mirror in his throne room. That's how he transports the good to the appropriate place. That's how we will get home"

We walked into the castle, cutting past the que of souls hearing them mumble about how they died. Slowly we made our way into the throne room where Lucifer sat, handing out his judgment to those before him, and there, stood at his side was Death. My mother. She glanced up at me and I realized I looked more, like her than I did my father. The white hair, the red eyes, naturally pale complexion. She sent me a smile, which should've made me nervous, but I think that's the reaction she wanted.

Death bent down and whispered in Lucifer's ear which caused him to look at me before rising to his feet announcing with his loud, deep, booming voice for every to leave the room. Surely enough everyone turned and left before he brought his attention to me. "Angel" he began, "What a pleasure it is to finally meet you. Your mother has told me so much about you"

"Really? She has? I find that hard to believe considering she barely knows me" I was a bit pissed off at this point. She'd never spoken to me, and only sent me a note once. Lucifer looked slightly stunned before allowing his face to mould into a smirk, "My my. She has your attitude" He said looking at my mother. She merely nodded and looked back at me.

"So, what do you both want?" I asked, getting more irritated. My mother stepped forward, "You should remember to watch your tongue" she snapped. "No, it's okay. I like her spirit" Satan said, "Who is it you've brought with you?" he asked as they both turned their attention to Gar. "Beastboy. But that's not why you wanted me hear, so spill"

"Very well. Your mother and I-"

"-'Mother and I'? you two a couple now?"

"No, not at all. But given both of our lines of work, we work together very closely"

"Angel" my mother spoke up, "We have a job for you. Cerberus is your responsibility for the time being"

"Is that the job? To dog sit for you? Really. Not a fucking chance" I turned to leave. "That is not why we called you here. Cerberus is to accompany you on the job. Its for your protection" Death said, shouting after me, I looked back at her, "Since when did you give a shit about my protection? You didn't even bother talking to me when you left"

"And that was my fault, and I'm sorry. I do care, and I know you can handle yourself, but Cerberus is your back up" I scoffed and folded my arms over my chest, waiting to hear the rest. "What's the job?"

My mother smiled as kindly as her stiff ass face would let her, "We've got a problem. We've had a small group of demons escape with a soul. We want you to find them, bring them back, and in the process, stop whatever it is they're trying to do."

"Isn't that supposed to be your job?" I asked looking at her. "From where they managed to escape, its my current job to find out how, and prevent it happening again, plus you've always been good at tracking souls down." She said, her face falling to seriousness. "Fine, who's the soul? Maybe I can figure out what their doing." I say. "Slade Wilson" Lucifer chimed in. "I believe you know who he is?

Yeah. I knew who Slade Wilson was. Remember I said my dad passed away really early in the morning? Well, my dad and Slade knew each other, that doesn't mean they got on though. I should probably clarify my dad was a therapist Slade was seeing after the loss of his son. One day Slade just flipped and stabbed my dad in the chest after breaking into our house.

My blood began to boil at the mention of Deathstroke. I was sad when he died, but not for the reasons you might think. I wanted to watch the life leave his last good eye. I wanted to be the one to stab him in the chest with my scythe, just like he did with his sword to my father. I wanted to burn him alive. I wanted to kill him.

I looked up at my mother and I could tell she too was mad. Despite everything, I knew she loved my dad. She looked at me as I faced Lucifer and said, "He's mine."

I walked through the mirror behind Lucifer's throne, which led me back to outside the tower. I made my way into the common room, before hearing a voice, "Angel! Wait up!" Gar called from behind me. I forgot he was there to be honest. I turned to look at him, "You can't just go straight for Slade, you need a plan. Let the Titans help?" At this I noticed all of the titans had stopped what they were doing to stare at us, "What's going on?" Robin asked. I looked at him, "It's nothing"

"It's not nothing! You should tell him!" Gar pleaded. I rolled my eyes and walked off to my room. I slammed the door and faced the bed. Curled up asleep on the end was a shrunken Cerberus, I assume so he could fit into the tower. I went and curled up with him and stared out the window.

Back in the common room Gar was explaining what had happened to the rest of the team. After he was done, Robin left everyone and headed for my room. He knocked lightly, "Angel? It's Robin. We should talk about this? It will be foolish to do anything rash" Something was off. I could hear it in his voice. It was familiar. I sounded he same when accepting the job. He was angry, very angry, but he was trying to hide it."We can help" Robin said. When he didn't get an answer, he turned to walk away just as my door opened.

A/N: Hi guys, here's chapter 3. I can't guarantee that I will be keep uploading at that pace that I have been, but I will try. Also be patient with me because I'm working on a cover for this story (drawing it myself) so when that's done, I will be putting that up on the story. Thanks, and as usual reviews are appreciated. PM me if you have any ideas for future stories or anything