Chapter Four: Who Are You?
Sorry about the slow updates. But I'm off for a week, so hopefully, I'll have a few. And I guess this is where I clear something up. Lucifer is his own character. He doesn't represent someone from DN Angel.
P.S. It's 2:30 a.m. and officially Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving!
He wasn't there when I woke up. I didn't know if I should be glad or scared. But at least I was alive.
Or was that even a good thing when one was in Hell?
I sat up slowly, trying not to aggravate my broken wing. Resting with my weight on my outstretched arms behind me, I looked around the room for the first time.
Everything was beautiful.
Directly next to bed was a tall dark cherry dresser with a few books sprawled on top of it. Across from me was a fireplace and a few chairs as if someone had been talking over there. On the right side of the room was a door, a large table and chair further down. There was a stack of papers in the middle of the table and an ink bottle and quill. And on the left side of the room, there were two paintings spread out over the wall, and in between the paintings stood another door. Which one lead to the hall?
I stared at the two doors, preparing to stand up and find out. But suddenly, the door opened to my right and in came a small boy— A demon boy whose small black wings fluttered nervously as he spoke.
"I-I was told to… bring these things for you," he stuttered, his eyes widened as he stared at her.
I glanced at the items in his hands. He was balancing a plate of food on top of a bundle of something and in his right hand was a golden glass decorated with jewels.
"Um… they're from Master Dark…."
"D-dark?" I croaked, realizing I was very thirsty.
"Yes, he said to tell you to go ahead and use the shower and stuff, but don't go outside."
"…why not outside?"
"Well, the other demons don't know you're here yet. Our Lord is announcing it at the banquet today. If you were to walk outside, you'd be killed before you walked two feet."
I shrugged wearily.
"Um… I'll place these here, okay?" he said, walking toward the table.
I still didn't move. There was something about him that bothered me. Something familiar that I couldn't place.
"Why do you call Dark your master?"
"Hmm? Well, because he is. If it wasn't for Master Dark, I wouldn't be alive."
I walked towards him, and his wings began to flutter again. I could see his feet lift off the floor for a few seconds.
"Don't worry. I'm too weak to hurt you even if I wanted to."
He didn't respond, but he wings didn't flap as nervously as before.
When I reached the table, I sat down and pulled the plate and drink towards me, ignoring the bundle for the moment. The food looked rich and tasted good. I didn't try to guess what any of it was, pretty sure I wouldn't really like to know.
"What do you mean?" I asked between bites.
"About Master Dark? When I came to this world, he rescued me."
"When you came to this w-world?" I coughed, almost choking on a piece of meat. I grabbed the goblet and took a deep sip. "Weren't you born here?"
The boy chuckled. He suddenly flew up and sat down on the table besides me.
"See, that's the thing. Most of us are born here, excluding the souls from Earth that materialize after they die. But I wasn't born nor did my soul wander here after death."
"But that's impossible. The only way that could even be possible is if—"
"Yeah…. I'm a half soul. When I was born, my soul split, and half of me landed at the gates here and half of me landed… well, I'm not even sure where it landed."
I couldn't believe it. Half souls were rare. There were only two in Heaven, and they weren't each other's half. This boy couldn't be one…
"Why did Dark save you?" I asked, ignoring the other question in my mind.
The boy stared up at the ceiling before answering, "Because… he's just like me."
"What?" I exclaimed, staring into his golden eyes. "He's a half soul, too?"
"Yeah," the boy whispered softly, "And when my soul didn't turn into a demon like everyone else's, our Lord came out to the gates, ready to destroy it. But Master Dark recognized me right away and begged for my life. When my soul finally awakened, Master Dark was there. The only thing I could ask was 'Where is he?' but Master Dark just smiled sadly and said he hoped I could find him one day."
"Your other half?"
"Yeah," he murmured sleepily, his eyelids beginning to close.
The boy glanced up at the ceiling once again before nodding off to sleep.
I picked him up and laid him on the bed. He slept soundly, and as I stroked his long golden hair, I again felt as if I already knew him.
When I returned to the room, Riku was sitting on the bed. She was wearing the outfit I had sent to her. It was a simple red dress that bared her pale shoulders.
"…Hi," she said, watching me curiously. Her wing was still bandaged, but she could flap them lightly now. I glanced around the room though watching her all the same.
"He already left," she said, realizing who I was looking for.
"Oh…um, thanks… I see you got the clothes and everything. Do they fit okay?"
"What's his name?" she asked, ignoring my question.
"Whose?" I asked, drifting off the floor a little, my wings arched high above me.
"The boy…. What's his name?"
"Why does it matter?" I countered.
She sighed, frustrated.
"What am I supposed to do around here? Sit around and stare at the walls?"
I felt a prick of anger rise at her tone, but I could understand her irritation.
"How is your wing?"
"Fine… but you didn't answer my question."
"You didn't answer mine, either. Do the clothes fit okay?"
Again, she sighed, "Yes."
"For the time being, you'll have to wait until your wing is fully healed. And it depends on whether or not Lucifer will grant you leave from here."
There was knock on the door before she could answer.
"Speak of the devil," Dark said, laughing at his own joke.
When he opened the door, Dark bowed and kissed the hand of the man entering.
Amused blue eyes gazed at her intensely as Lucifer entered the room.
"Is everyone ready?"
"Yes, sir!"
"All right, let's move out! Keep an eye out for her! Let's hope we don't have to start another war…."
The swarm of angels descended from the clouds, their pale bodies anxious as they headed towards Hell.
Chapter five coming soon…