Bella POV

After delivering the brats to my sons, I brought the rest of the group back to my throne room. Jasper and Emmett took their places on their respective thrones besides mine much like the brothers. Alice sat herself on Jasper's lap and my mates sat on a couch in front of me. There was a comfortable silence in the room for a while. The silence was disturbed by questions I was hoping I didn't have to answer this early.

"So, why are demons causing problems?" Rose asked. The rest of the females in the room perked upon the question, and they actually seem curious. I gave a questioning look to the boys and they just shrugged their shoulders.

"Well, I would only guess is something is provoking them, or they were bribed with something I can't or won't give." My ideas were met with thoughtful faces, and nods of agreements along with some mumbling. Esme's question caused the room to quiet again.

"Your name is 'Lucifer', but from what I can piece together, Lucifer was the name of the Devil. How did you end up the name?" This woman catches everything, doesn't she?

"Well, I guess it's story time then!" Emmett yells in a childish voice. I only shake my head, take a deep breath, and begin my story.

Flashback

"Azazel, He would like to see you," Gabriel informed me, waiting for me to follow to go see the man in charge. I know I'm in trouble. I just can't bring myself not to care. After a short flight, we reached the office where He works His "graces" in. Don't get me wrong, He is the hope of the people who we're supposed to be protected, but sometimes I don't understand why He would let things that happens, happen.

I walked through the door without knocking, and closed the door behind me. I stood in front of his desk, arms across my chest with a blank face. I don't even have to take a glance at Him to know He has that disappointed look on His face. He sighs, and I know that sigh. I'm slightly concerned what His punishment for me will be now.

"Azazel, in my name, I hereby exile you from Heaven. Your signs of purity will be shaded black, taking the wings of the Crow. You are the first to fall." The changes were instant, my wings slowly dirtying till they were shadows. Gabriel came in to escort me to the Gates of Heaven. Once the gates to my old home closed, they disappeared. I was in shock. Not even Satan Lucifer would deserve such a punishment.

I aimlessly walked down a busy street in a popular mortal city, New York. There was a lot of buildings and people. The men had the basic sexist attitude, which I'm already dreading. I walked around a little more till I found some fancy apartments. I bought one out and spent the night there. The next night, I felt a hunger. It was the same as when I was an Angel, but it was somehow different. To clear my head, I walked into the dark part of the city.

Not too long ago, I would eat the soul of sinners. Well, at least the ones whom weren't in the protection of the Church. I don't know if that logic would still work. My mind wondered till I heard a dark laughing and crying. I moved closer to the sounds and saw the back of an Exorcist and a devil. The devil was a child whom looked to be only ten. I can imagine that she was chased to this part of town.

One of her wings was broken, and her small body was littered with deep cuts and dark bruises. The exorcist had a sword laced with light. "It was fun playing with you, but now it's time for you to go night-night," he cackled. The little girl pushed herself further into the corner. He raised his sword, ready to strike the girl, but my body made a decision that I wasn't aware of.

One second I was on the end of the alley, the next I was between the girl and the exorcist, wings flared and a new weapon on hand. A black double-bladed scythe was in hand. It looked demonic, except for the white light that would show it's a holy weapon. I'm brought out of my examination by a raging Exorcist wildly swinging his weapon at me. I was quick enough to dodge every hit but one.

He was able to put a deep cut across my torso. I stifled a pained groan and the need to drop my weapon. There was no extra pain, just the feeling of the wound. I would think of me falling from Heaven would cause me to lose immunity of the light. Before I could snap out of my thinking, I feel a sharp pain in my stomach, and this time, a high-pitched yelp exits my throat.

I look down to see his weapon lodged into my stomach. His victorious smirk was enough to allow me to access the strength of removing his head. My weapon dropped and I immediately moved to pull the foreign object out of me. Blood flowed from the wound faster, and my healing did little to help. My vision started to fade and then finally I fell to the world of unconsciousness.

When I wake back up, I don't open my eyes. I feared the impossible happened; I died. I really hope it's not the case. My fear disappeared when I heard two people whispering in the corner.

"Lucifer, you will not kill her. She saved your – our daughter."

"Lilith, this is Azazel we're talking about. Not even Gabriel's self-righteousness act is on her level," the second person argues back. I turn my head towards the conversation, and finally open my eyes. Glowing blue eyes meet my dull purple. We stare at each other for a while till who I'm guessing is the girl's mother come up behind her.

I sit up to address her. I take the time to study the pair. The little girl is bandaged up, but she looks fine none of the less. I flash a smile her way. "Quam tibi cornu parvulo?" I ask. A brief look of surprise crossed the child's face, but she smiles and responds when she sees I'm not going to do any harm.

"Melius gratias." She proves her point by showing her silky wings. I was truly happy to see that she was able to save her wing.

"Bonus est! Forsitan parentibus vestris, si fas est, nos ludere postea," I finish. The child laughs and runs to the man who I realize is her father, and who happens to be Satan himself. His attention is turned from me to his daughter as he takes her from the room.

I follow his lead and confront the woman in the room.

"I guess I have you to thanks for taking care of me?" I ask. I was going to continue until I saw that she was going to cry. I quickly tried to find out what was wrong. She wrapped me in a hug. I was briefly confused, but still returned the hug.

"We couldn't find her. He sent an exorcist after Razier, and they were able to steal her away from home. I was so afraid. Thank you for bringing her home," Lilith cries out. I let her continue to weep into my shoulder until she fell asleep. Not long after, Lucifer came back into the room and motioned for me to come with him. I laid the woman on the bed and followed him through the castle. We soon arrived in a drawing room.

We took a seat across from each other in front of a fire. There was a moment of comfortable silence between us. The man sitting beside me was no longer an enemy, but he wasn't a friend. Yet.

Lucifer got up and went to get a bottle of Diablo's Whiskey and two glasses filled with ice. We continued to bask in the warmth created by the fire and silence. "Thank you," he whispers. I don't spare a glance when I answer back.

"I'm not even sure I deserve a simple 'thank you'," I spit out. I take a deep breath to calm down. Before I continue, he asks me a question that was bound to be asked.

"So did he really make you fall from the Heavens?"

"Yep, and it seems I've landed in Hell," I joke. "It happened so fast. Once he said the words, it was all over. All because of one action."

"And that action was?"

"I killed an Exorcist that was raping a woman. His buddies too. I think it's the fact of the one I killed. His name was Royce King. I've hated him since he was born, and mind you it was only two decades. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing."

My story was interrupted my Rose taking a sharp breath, as if she just solved a puzzle. I look up to see her staring at me with wide eyes filled with tears that will never fall. "That was you?" she asked. I just simply nod with a sad smile. I knew that Carlisle was nearby with Eddy-boy. There wasn't much I could back then in that moment. Even as an Angel. After a brief silence, I continued the story.

A dark chuckle passed the man's lips. "Too bad he wasn't sent down here."

We continued to talk for a while until a devil messenger came in. He makes his way over to his lord and whispered something into his ear, then hastily makes an exit. Lucifer stand and glanced my way before starting to walk away. When he leaves the room, I follow him out and see him turn to see if I was coming. 'Well at least he waited for me.' Once again we walk through the large home till we arrived at a portal.

When we stepped through, it took us to the alley I found his daughter in. We took a short flight until we landed where I was dropped off when I was kicked out of Heaven. At least fifteen new Fallens are standing around, and two Angels were with them.

"Gabriel, what in the hell happened?" I ask in slight panic. I mean, who wouldn't panic at least a little if you see more Angels that fallen? I just hope it's not going to be an often occurrence.

"Well," he starts off, "these are - excuse me - were the Angels that sided with you and caused problems after they heard of your punishment. They're now your responsibility since you were the first to fall. Kokabiel is here because-," he stops. He looks at the angel in question in confusion. "Actually, I don't know why he's here," Gabriel finishes staring at the Angel of the Stars.

A threating smile is plastered on the said man's lips, causing God's right hand to shudder from slight fear. He faces me and his expression turns more serious.

"Like these new Fallens, I tire of not having choices. Each side has a role, but you don't. You're the shaded area that I want to be placed in, but not by God's hand," he explains. He kneels before me, and the other Fallens line behind him doing the same. Taken aback from the confession, I was going to ask Gabriel what he means, but he was focusing on glaring at Kokabiel and the new Fallens. He finally stares at me and sneers, his eyes showing betrayal and hatred. If he could banish with looks, we would all be in the hottest fires of Hell.

Casting another, but less dramatic negative glare at the kneeling group, he summons the Golden Gates. He doesn't spare another glance to us and walks in. Once again, I watch the gates diminish into thin air. Taking one more deep breath, I smile. If we fall, we'll fall with friends. Even though I've been betrayed, I have a new family…

Translations:

Quam tibi cornu parvulo: How are your wings, little one?

Melius gratias: Better now, thank you.

Bonus est! Forsitan parentibus vestris, si fas est, nos ludere postea: That's good! Perhaps if you ask your parents, we can play later.

AN: Ello mates! I am sorry that I have not updated, I was being lazy (it's an awesome excuse guys…). Anywho… Thank you to all the new (and old) followers, people who favorited the story and you people who reviewed. You each get cake! I will be out of the U.S. for about a week on Saturday, so I had to post a new chapter. Also I am working on another chapter for Rising in Power, and have a beta for that story. Anyone who is willing to beta for this story (Plz someone, I'm suffering!), just PM me.

I hope you guys have enjoyed this chapter! Chao…