Hey hey lovies. All righty. So. You may not necessarily want to acknowledge this, but i would just like to start off by saying: PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! I'M SO SORRY! I KNOW I'VE BEEN A HORRIBLE PERSON BY NOT UPDATING! PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! HERE'S CHAPTER 10! :D PLEASE STILL LOVE MEE! hahaha. sorry. I was kinda far from internet for the past few months. But I am back and I shall be writing a bit more now. So here's chapter 10.

And of course, no characters belong to me except for my Sky... and Armaros. She's mine. :) Thanks for sticking with me if you are still reading this!

Scott drove me back to Nora's house and helped me to the front door. The drive back had been casual since we had talked: About everything and nothing. He asked little questions about my personal life and I answered him truthfully. I couldn't lie to him. I couldn't bring myself to do so.

"Thank you for the food…" I said starting to pull on the latch.

"So polite…" He said smirking. I couldn't help but give him a teasing smile and sat back in my chair, not wanting to see Patch. What she- my mother had said had completely confused me. But how do I know if she's really my mother? I'd have to ask Patch. But she seemed so critical of Patch. Was this just all real or was I just delusional?

"Scott?"

"Hmm?" He leaned forward, taking hold of my hand and drawing small circles in my palm.

"I think I know who the woman is… the one who paid me a visit earlier." I said choosing my words carefully. This time, he turned his whole body in my direction.

"Who is she?" He asked holding onto my hand.

"She may be my mother." I said. "You know how I'm a foster child… well…" I completed.

He kept silent and just held my gaze. He slipped a hand behind my neck and pulled me closer to him, as he rested his forehead to mine. We stayed like that for a while until he moved back and gave me a simple smile. It wasn't blinding, and it wasn't cocky. It was a genuine smile that probable meant the world to him. That I probably meant the world to him? I sighed and attempted to match his smile.

"Everything is going to be alright, Sky." He kissed my hand and squeezed it gently before leaning forward and planting his lips on mine. I kissed him back roughly and quickly before pulling away and smiling.

There was a bright flash and the sky cracked open to let pour rain. I was stuck in the car with Scott. Alone. Except this time there was a little chance of making it inside without getting drenched and being questioned as though we were suspects of a crime scene. What was going to happen? Involuntarily, my heart sped up and my face flushed as… yes, yes… one idea crossed my mind. Alone in a car… with Scott. The heart throbbing, good-looking, tall, blonde, blue-eyed, testosterone filled, amazing- Well you get my point. No matter how hard I tried, my eyes wouldn't unglue from his buff chest and arms. Lightning brightened up the sky and revealed every little muscle line he had along his arms. I couldn't help but swallow with difficulty.

"I'm… I'm sure you're right." I said attempting to sound perfectly fine. He glanced over at me and his sweet smile turned into a suggestive smirk. Slightly flustered by the sudden change in mood, I inched my way back towards the door, knowing that I wouldn't be able to get out either way.

"You know," he started, "we're stuck in here… till that storm stops." He still had my hand in his and he intertwined his fingers with mine, tugging me towards him. I mean…

I wouldn't be against it. It's just that, how do you- well- you know? I shut my eyes tightly and took in a deep breath. Soon after, his lips were on mine molding and moving in a way that made it impossible not to kiss him back. So, there I was, kissing him back, in his car. He had ulterior motives, it was visible by the way he was deepening the kiss. I couldn't do this to him.

I was being indecisive and he knew it. He felt it. He pulled back, sighing heavily and looked out his window.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"No. Don't be sorry. It's not your fault." He turned pulled the key out of the ignition and looked over at me. "Are you coming in?" He asked raising an eyebrow questioningly. I bit down on my tongue and nodded.

He pulled on the latch and pushed the door open a bit more violently than intended and slammed it back. I was still in the car, flinching when the door slammed. I got out shortly after and rushed up the steps onto the porch, not wanting to get too wet from the pouring rain. The door opened and showed Nora's tired face.

"Hey! You're back!" She said giving me a small smile, pulling me in for a hug. "How are you feeling? Better?" She asked tiredly as she yawned. I nodded and smiled, ignoring Scott's eyes that were on me.

"I need to see Patch… I need to tell him something." Her eyes suddenly lost all trace of fatigue and she pulled me inside the house. She showed me up the stairs to her room where Patch was.

I pushed the door and closed it behind me. He stood by the window, arms crossed over his chest, as he stared out, lost in his thoughts.

Sister? He turned to look at me.

Patch, are you really my brother?

Everyone in Heaven is brother and sister. We do not discriminate on whether we are truly related or not.

So… I'm not actually related to you.

Our relationship is a little different.

What do you mean?

Why with all the questions? He seemed to ask defensively.

I have reason to believe that you've lied to me about my true nature.

A muscle in his jaw jumped and his eyes hardened. His stature suddenly seemed to bore over me, making me feel tiny and hopeless. His black eyes seemed to get even darker with every unblinking moment.

"What's going on Patch?" I asked stuttering slightly. "What aren't you telling me?"

"Who told you of this?"

"Why would you want to know?"

"I want to know who's lying to you!"

"They can't possibly be lying to me if you're reacting this way!" I started to raise my voice.

"I'm reacting this way because I am trying to protect you, Sky!" He matched my tone.

"From what?!" I almost shouted. "And don't you dare say you're protecting me from the truth because just gives me more of a reason to start loathing you! I've been lied to my whole life, I don't need more bullshit from you!" I said pointing an accusing finger at him.

"Sky, all you need to know is you are my sister. We are bound by blood. Our father is the link that we share. Except our mothers are not the same: that I can assure you." I froze at his words. So, she was telling the truth. He must have seen something change on my face for his next words were what pierced my heart: "You met her… didn't you? You met the monster that gave birth to you."

"So I am a monster?" I chocked.

"No! Of course not!" He rushed to me and wrapped his arms around me, holding on tightly. "You'll never be what she is." He rested his cheek to my head and didn't dare let me go.

"Why does this have to be so hard?" I asked sobbing quietly. "Why can I just not exist? It would be so much easier for everyone!"

"What did she say?" He asked preventing me from continuing my train of thoughts. He didn't want to reassure me, knowing that I wouldn't take it.

"She said that she was Armaros, head of the Demons of Apocrypha. She also said that my name was Masterma." I looked up at him and frowned. "Am I a demon too?" A sad smile pulled at his lips as he caressed my head.

"You're different, but you'll never be one of those things." He pulled away from me and looked at me carefully. His eyes bored into mine as he was clearly digging through my head for more memories. I closed my eyes and I felt myself being sucked into another dimension.

I opened my eyes and I was back in the parking lot. I looked around and saw Patch standing next to me. He was searching the lot for something. I saw Scott's car and immediately became red. Patch was going to see what was going on in the car. I had to make him look elsewhere. I took a few steps forward and headed the other way. Suddenly, a bright white light came from the woods near the McDonalds. A darker shape emerged from the light and I recognized the blonde hair from afar and turned to look back at Patch. He was staring at the figure with intensity.

Is that her? He asked me.

I nodded and looked back at Armaros. She approached a body that suddenly flew out of the car. It was mine. Her arm sprung out and prevented me from falling completely to the ground. She had used a levitating power. Patch advanced towards the two others and stopped in front of Armaros. He lifted two fingers to her forehead and shut his eyes tightly. He flinched and almost simultaneously, stopped breathing. Frowning, his eyes fluttered open and he stared at her, unmoving. He looked back at me and nodded once, as though telling me it was all right. I blinked once, twice, and we were back in Nora's room.

Patch let go of me and sighed.

"I know what she is." He stated calmly. I started to feel nervous.

"So?" I asked expectantly.

"She is your mother and she is the head of the Demons of Apocrypha."

"What are they?"

"They are 200 fallen angels who have gone towards Hell for help. Their leader, Armaros, is the most powerful one. She has the power to wield so much strength not even an archangel can defeat her. So says the legend. I have never actually encountered her, but I can see now that she is also very good at playing with the mind of men. She tricked our father into giving her a descendant: you. I believe she wanted you to bring even more havoc onto the world, being archangel and demon. You have the power of both. You can use the Heavens like you can use the Hells. I believe that you were created out of pure lust and greed. But I cannot accept it. You clearly haven't ever shown those characteristics nor have you ever done any great evil." I swallowed with difficulty.

"I wouldn't say that I haven't done any great evils…" I muttered. He frowned and looked at me questioningly. "Well… I had a little episode with my foster father in Coldwater. He had approached me in a rather unfatherly way and attempted to harm me. For some odd reason that I didn't know at the time, my energy levels grew so high, I managed to damage a few of his bones and place him in a little coma. I was even capable of erasing his memory and making him think something else had happened." I said trying to make eye contact, feeling ashamed already as it was.

"But you did all that in self defense! You can't immediately place it under great evil! A great evil is if you would have done that for the heck of it!"

"But I felt completely proud of myself when I was done. I felt… energized and ready to do it again. I could have done it again." I paused, looking at him intensely. "I wanted to do it again." The words came from my throat, dry and cold. My blood started to pump as I remembered the feeling that I had gotten when I was using 'self defense', the power I held, the unstoppable strength. I realized what was happening and tried to calm myself down, but the harm had already been done. My energy levels were rising dangerously and I felt something new in my veins. I looked down at my hands and arms and saw a faint blue light begin to glow underneath my skin. "I need to leave." I said quickly as I headed for the door.

"Wait! Sky!" He grabbed my arm and twirled me around. By then, I wasn't myself anymore. All my veins were pulsing a faint blue light and my eyes had become a complete electric blue.

"Don't you dare place another finger on me." My mouth pronounced as though there had been more than one voice.

The power was rushing through my whole body. The little part of me that was still there told me to get out of there before I damaged anything. I saw the window and figured that was my easiest way out. Lightning struck outside and I saw a tree right in front of the house. That was where I needed to go. And further out, I saw the edge of the forest. I needed to go there. My body was no longer mine. My legs were moving and my feet were placing themselves one in front of the other and soon, there was a loud crash, glass falling from all sides. My arms went out and grabbed onto a larger branch on the tree. My body swung and landed on the cobblestone driveway. I had gotten back up to my feet and began to run towards the forest.

So. What did you guys think? Review on what you thought about her identity. You finally understand what's going on! :D Well I hope it's clear. If not, review and let me know what I should clarify! Thanks again for stickin' around. It's the readers that make me want to continue!

Disclaimer: Sky and Armaros are my characters, the rest belong to the fabulous Becca Fitzpatrick! (she shall forever be loved)

Bye for now lovies! Chapter 11 should soon be up. Thanks for being patient!