Chapter 13

Your ears atop your head twirled and flicked in the direction of loud stopping footsteps against the marble floor. You quickly turned around in your chair towards the noise. Lucifer was turning a corner sharply, leading a group behind him. All running towards you and Alastor. The group consisting of Charlie, Vaggie, Bastian, Alana and a very tall unknown woman.

You folded your wings tightly to yourself, your body buzzing with nervous energy. You thought you heard him right from earlier... so they must have figured out that you were their reincarnated daughter, but why did they care? They had Charlie?!

"Alastor! I demand you tell me why you did not inform me that it was her, my daughter!" Lucifer voice was that of pure venom as he charged towards Alastor, truly enraged. His eyes turning completely red. The air felt oppressive all the sudden as you stood up from your chair, turning to see your "father's" wings flared out, taking an aggressive stance. Alastor stood behind you, pressing your back and wings against his chest with his arm firmly around your waist. Lucifer seemed fully prepared to grab you from Alastor's clutches at any moment.

Alastor moved you with him towards the group, stopping and doing a mock bow towards Lucifer and the unknown woman. "My King and Queen... I had thought you didn't care. For one, she had died, because of you..." he glared, his eyes darkening and becoming fiery, his smile mocking as he cocked his head to the side "I'm the one who searched for her! I found her alive again on earth as Alastor and I am the one who took her back here! She may have been your daughter, but I have known her so much longer! Loved her more!" He finished in seething growl, his eyes burning brightly as he glared down at Lucifer.

Lucifer stiffen along with the tall women standing behind him. You then looked at her more closely, taking notice of the woman that must have at one time been your mother. Warm unknown feelings of love almost overwhelmed you the longer you look at her. She has long blond wavy hair, white skin and a beautiful face very similar to your own. Red long horns curved past the back of her skull. Her sclera's were a light pinkish red, with a light golden eye colour and cat like slits for pupils. She had a perfect feminine figure, towering over your father.

She had on dark purple eyeshadow and light makeup, wearing a long dark purple sparkly silk sleeveless dress with a split up the side, helping to expose her long legs. Her arms were decorated in long gloves of the same colored fabric, going past her elbows. She wore on her head a polished obsidian black thorn crown that glinted in the light of the room.

Lucifer composed himself quickly, glaring up at Alastor with renewed fire. "We've always loved her! There is not a day that has gone by that we don't miss our daughter! We thought that we had no choice! I couldn't leave her in harms way, not with my maniac of a father at our backs with his army!"

Lucifer took a deep breath before continuing "And I didn't want to kill you! You took us in at our lowest point, became my friend, heck my brother! But to appease that monster that I call a father, to get him to stop his rampage! I had to imprison you and make it look like you died!" he paused looking truly grief stricken "The day she died was the day she went out searching for you. I couldn't stop her, let alone find her. She had ran out into the open and was caught in a raid, before I had alerted my father of your demise..." he finished with a tortured look, now glaring at the floor in shame. Lilith went to hug him from behind, resting her head against his in comfort.

His words made something snap inside of you. Your head cocked to the side unconsciously as your eyes glazed over. Flashes of images and unknown feelings filled your mind. You remember feeling panic, needing to find your Alabastien as you ran from the safety of your parents. Only to hear the screaming that seemed to surround you, seeming to come from all directions... as you ran all you could see was the blood that coated the roads and buildings... the bodies laying broken on the cobble streets of a city you once loved, that you called home...

You ran and ran down the desecrated streets not seeing or hearing your assailant, your mind to preoccupied to see or hear much of anything, let alone your assailant. Your dying breath exploded from your mouth. A spear was shoved at an angle into your spine and came out your chest, blood spraying forward from the wound and spewing out from your mouth. All you could feel was the searing pain that rocketed through your body. You looked up in desperation, seeing a blinding light above you. You reached for it as your world blackened all around you.

Tears fell from your eyes unconsciously, your hand touching your now wet cheeks. It shook you to your core to remember so suddenly your own past life death. It was as if it just happen... it felt all to real...

You heard Alastor growl in frustration. He must have been in your mind. Seeing the flashing images of your death. You touched his arm around your waist to comfort him. He squeezed you gently back. "I'll try to... forgive you and understand why you did what you did, but... you could have told me. We could have figured a way out! We could have fought him!" Alastor said, sounding strained. Still clearly angry. It sounded like it would be a while yet till he really did truly forgive them. Though with all that had transpired, would you have forgiven them, if you were him?

You could tell that he still loved them and they seemed to love him as well. Maybe with time they could work through it. You hoped so... it seemed more the fault of your "Grandfather" than of either party involved.

You decided to speak, your voice cracking and strained "I... just remembered... I was running through the streets... I was desperate to find Alabastien... there was so much death and carnage all around me... It was so sudden... I know how I died... a spear was shoved into my back and through my chest..." you paused to take a deep shaky, but calming breath "I know horrible things happened, but lets look at the real culprit. From what I've gathered, it's my grandfather... it's his hate for things different and for what he "thinks" is corrupted. His intolerance for the imperfect is what the problem is. Though I know my perspective of him is limited. So correct me if I am wrong." your voice was getting stronger as you spoke, though it was still evident that you were still clearly shaken, tears still threatening to fall from your eyes.

Lucifer looked at you with concern and shock, his eyes widening with a new perspective. It seemed to make sense to him, like an angle he never looked at before. "To divide and conquer us... and make his Hell here... to make me into the villain of his own design... to break me..." he said with a budding anger. His eyes seemed to spew flames as he continued. "He wanted to kill you! Needed to kill my own daughter! To not only rob me of my friend, my brother, but you as well!" He was seething now and if you thought the room was oppressive before...

You heard a growl that made you looked past your father and at your mother. Her eyes were completely red, her claws digging into her palms, drawing blood. She was shaking and gritting her teeth. A golden flowing energy was beginning to surround her being. It sparked with electricity as if it was a brewing storm set in fire. "I'll kill that pompous piece of shit! Not only did he steal my daughter from me, but my friend! He will pay!" Her voice raged, boomed through the library. A set of leathery black dragon like wings sprouted out of her back, a second set of horns growing along the sides of her other pair, going straight up to a tall point.

You were shocked that they cared so much... it shook you to your core. You didn't expect them to... you didn't really remember them... though you wanted to now. You ran a hand through your hair with a stressful sigh. What would happen now? How would everyone proceed? And with the way they were acting would their be a war? It was almost to much to take so suddenly...

Charlie who was standing back a ways from her parents by Vaggie, finally decided to come over and touched her mothers shoulder, looking up at her with concern clearly written on her face. Lilith looked down at her, her rage dissipating as quickly as it came on. She turned and hugged Charlie tightly. "Now that I have you both... I can let it go for now, but if he tries to take you or Y/N away from me..." She trailed off, anger still in her voice. You looked behind you and up at Alastor as his arm tightened around you. Rage mirrored on his face, the same as your once parents.

You looked back at your mother, Lilith, she had her arm around Charlie's shoulder and was walking the short ways over to you, with your "sister" tagging along. Charlie had an awkward smile on her face as she looked up at you. You didn't really know one another in the least. You felt no real bond to her, but now she was going to be an integral part of your afterlife. You stuck your hand out, she looked at it and gave you a real smile. She took your hand in a firm grasp, shaking it.

"So now we really "meet" one another, huh?" Charlie said with a nervous laugh. You laughed with her "I guess so? Well, hello my little sister..." you said with the same nervous energy. You guessed in an odd sense, you where her older sibling... even though now she would be older than you? Besides you did want to get along with her. She was your family now. And it seemed to them, your father and mother... that you were still part of their family. This afterlife of yours... just got even more complicated... well at least it's not boring.

"Wow... I always wanted a sibling!" Charlie said with a dashing smile. Alastor let you go, letting Charlie hug you tightly. You were rather shocked, but hugged her back soon after. "You know... I used to have a sister when I was alive and I was the little sister..." you said, now smiling. "Now I'm the older sibling... it feels rather odd..." you laughed nervously, patting her blond hair. She laughed with you, hugging you tighter, then letting go.

You could feel all the eyes in the room on you and Charlie now, making you blush. Your mother and father were now hugging one another, looking at you both with soft smiles and serene expression's on their faces. "I do believe, Alastor. That we have some things to discuss about this situation. Lets leave them to become better acquainted with one another. Bastian, guard them, while we are gone." Lucifer ordered, looking pointedly at Bastian. Who in turn rushed towards you and Charlie. Standing at attention.

Alastor then came up from behind you, wrapping both arms around your waist. "I have to go, my love. Have fun with Charlie, my dear!" he said kissing you on the head and letting you go to walk over to Lucifer and Lilith. They suddenly teleported out of the room in a flash of blinding light. Leaving you stunned, so that's what it looks like to see someone teleport... well a group of people...

You finally took notice of the librarian, Alana. She looked very confused and disturbed, but she quickly recovered and dismissed herself with a bow towards you, Charlie, Vaggie and Bastian "I will take my leave, now that I know I am no longer needed. Goodbye my lady's and Bastian!" She said, leaving so quickly that only a shadowy smoke trail was left in her wake.

Bastian coughed loudly, gaining your attention "I will now guard you both, my princesses, from any harm that may befall you. As well as our guest. I will also take care of any of your needs. So just let me know if you or Charlie need anything, you as well Vaggie, being that you are our guest." He said with a smooth voice, bowing towards you and Charlie. He seemed no longer nervous now that Alastor was gone.

You turned and looked towards Vaggie who was looking rather confused along with Charlie. You guessed some explanation was in order. They were the ones left out the most. So you decided to fill them in on what was going on...