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One Week Later (New Years Day)

~LOUIE’S POV~

Alastor comes in to see everything destroyed and me angrily playing the piano with a pout on my face.

”Don’t you just look like you have something delicious to share?” He asks rhetorically.  

I turn away from him, my arms crossed and my pout still on my face.

“Now, now. Is that anyway to act when all I want is for you to unburden yourself?” He says sitting next to me.

”You want me to tell you what happened?!” I snap turning to him. “Fine!” I begin to tell him everything.

~🕰️~

4 Hours Earlier

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I’m currently getting the lecture of my life from my parents. “AND ANOTHER THING… YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE HEARD OF THE ANGELICALS IN THE FIRST PLACE! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! WHO PUT THAT IDEA IN YOUR HEAD!?” Mama shouts. 

“I did.” Uncle Al says popping up. 

“WHAT?!” Mami asks looking between us. I flinch, stressing my body before letting out all my pent up anger.

“YOU DIDN’T KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE!” I yell. Everyone looks at me. “Being trapped in my own mind, listening to my mother sob her eyes out every night and not being able to do anything about it!” My eyes start leaking so I have to wipe a tear away by the time I’m done talking.

Mama looks at me, completely shocked and stupefied, and says, “You heard that?”

The look I give her is all the confirmation she needs.

My phone buzzes. ‘Do not tell them about our deal! I won’t be able to follow through on my end if I’m dead and/or grounded.’ I link Al before I stop time when I see it’s a call from the hospital where Mags is. 

I take the call. “Am I speaking with Princess Louie?” A voice says. 

“This is she. Speak!” I order. I listen to what he has to say and immediately drop my phone while running off full speed, making time start again.  

“Glitz, Glam, I need you to drive me to the hospital right away. Mags is awake.” Upon hearing this, they spring into I action. 

However, as it was Pentagram City’s rush hour, traffic was bad. Or should I say hellish?…

Even for hell.

After an hour of not moving, I had just about had it. “Glitz, Glam, we’re flying for it.” I say. We get out and send the car back before I take off with into a portalmy two bodyguards hot on my tail. Literally, my wolf tail.

~🕰️~

Two Minutes Later

St. An's Hospital, The Sloth Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT'D~

”Margarita Morningstar!” I say running in. I skid to a stop and say, ”I’m here to see Margarita Morningstar! What room is she in?!”

“Only family is allowed to see her right now.” Muffy, the dumbest desk clerk you ever met says.

“TELL ME!” I growl out in my demon form grabbing her by the uniform and placing her inches from my face. I glare at her as I try calming myself down by breathing.

“Ah. Princess. Kindly let go of my desk clerk.” Dr. Somna says. I growl and throw her harshly on the floor.

Sorry not sorry.

I leave for a moment, come back to roar at her as she tries to get back up, then slowly leave moving backwards, glaring at her.

He approaches me and takes a look at my wings using a pencil end to inspect the old wound. “Your wings seem to have recovered spectacularly. What brings you in today?”

“My sister… the call I got.” I say waiting for him to piece it together as he gives me a blank look. Stupid goat. “I’m here because I got a call saying that my sister is awake. Just tell me where she is and I’ll be on my way.” 

“I don’t know if that is a good idea-” He says.

But I cut him off with a demon roar and a stern glare.

“Room 308, but I must warn you…”

”Thanks.” I say taking off running. 

He says something else, but I’m not sure what. 

Eh. Probably wasn’t important. 

‘Room 305, 06, 07, 08! This is it.’ I rush in to see her reading and immediately jump on her. 

”MAGS!” I throw my arms around my big sister. “I can’t believe it. It’s you. It’s really you! I missed you so much!”

“Wait, who are you?!” She asks quite literally pushing me away from her. I gasp.

Just then Mama and Mami come rushing in. 

“MAGGIE!” They both say. They’re by our side in a split second, scooping both of us into a hug, but I don’t hug back.

”Get off of me! I don’t know you! HELP!” Mags yells. They give her the same reaction as I did. I’ve never seen them so hurt.

I’m fuming. 

Someone’s going to pay!

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

Castle Morningstar, The Pride Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I immediately teleport myself into my grandfather’s office and spend a good hour at least looking for the key. 

The key to what you ask?

The key to Tartarus. Where the evilest of evil go for eternal torture. 

Where Lute is.

“Louie, dear, what are you doing?” PopPop asks. I look up glaring and snap sending everything back to normal. 

“I’m looking for the key.” I answer truthfully. 

“Why do you need the key?” He asks holding the key, having kept it hidden around his neck.

Of course.…

“Mags woke up.” I tell him.

”That’s wonderful! I know you want to take revenge on Lute, but since Mags is awake, we both know that’s not what she would want.” He answers.

“PopPop, she has… a- a- am… amnesia.” I answer. 

“What are you waiting for?! Let’s go!” He says. He makes a portal and jumps in, with me close behind. 

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

Tartarus, The Eighth Ring 

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I brush myself off and grab a torch from the floor and light it easily with my fire powers.

I look around. That’s when I see him. 

I hear growling and a ginormous footstep as a giant dog stands up from his nap.

“Cerby! Aww!” I say dropping the torch and looking at the ginormous three headed dog. He rolls over panting and lets me give him a goood belly rub. “Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?” He wiggles his paws excitedly as I rub. He gives me a big wet lick.

I laugh and say, “Hey.”

“It’s great to see you, old friend, but right now, we need you to take us to Lute, boy.” PopPop says. Cerberus rolls back over and lays down for us to get on. 

He puts his paw on the gate and PopPop inserts the key using his telekinesis, making the gate swing wide open. 

Cerberus charges in, heading straight for the farthest corner of the prison. Eventually he points at a cell, allowing us to slide down.

”Thanks, bud. Wait here.” I tell him. He yawns and plops down for a well deserved nap.

We walk in the cell, silently turning the shock field on.

Lute scoffs. “Took you long enough, filth. What? Your bitch awake?” She asks.

I grab her throat with my claw right by her throat and say scarily quiet, “Don’t. You. Dare.” 

“Why you mad at me? It’s Sera who erased your brat’s memories.” Lute says with a cocky smile.

I let go of her so she’d plop without her wings and say, “What are you talking about, you holier than thou bitch?”

“You really don’t know? Sera turned a blind eye to us torturing her and then when the brat said when you scum hear about this, you’d attack us, Sera made sure she’d tell no one.” 

“Do you really want revenge on my family so badly that you’d lie and cause a war?” I growl at her in my demonic form (also known as a lycan form, or half shifted form) using my demon eyes. They can spot a lie a mile away.

”I’m not lying. Besides, I got my revenge, so I don’t need to think about your blasphemous mother.” She says. 

”She spared a hellborn cannibal child!” I yell nose to nose with her.

“What?!” PopPop says, finally entering the conversation. Lute and I immediately snap our heads in his direction.

Cannibals for a long time were the only sinners that could reproduce so when the extermination happened, there would always be more to clean up the city streets. A lot of people have the desire, but not as many people follow it as you think.

My moms appear behind him, very much not happy with me, but I’m too mad at Sera to care.

“If you will excuse me, I will take my leave.” I say walking out.

“Louie! Where are you going?” Mami asks mad.

My ears extend turning sharp, my wings come out, and my eyes are neon yellow on red. “OUT!” I say opening up a portal.

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

Heaven

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

”Hey, Louie, what’s wrong?” Emily asks as I storm towards Sera, but I ignore her.

”SERA! You judgemental, holier than thou, bird brained sellout, pathetic coward of a BITCH!” I say preparing to hit her and demand she restore my sister’s memories, but a bodyguard steps in, using magic and chaining me to a wall.

“Watch how you speak to the princess, demon filth!” The guard says. I glare at her. 

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One Minute Earlier 

Back in Tartarus

~LUCIFER’S POV~

”WHAT did you say, Exorcist?” 

”Sera and Adam never really enforced your stupid rule. If a hell spawn was in our way, we killed it. Hellhouds, Imps, Goetia, Hell-born Cannibals, you name it, we’ve killed it. We just made sure we never did anything to make you notice.” Lute says.

Cannibals are the only sinners who can always reproduce. Cannibals were needed to… clean up after the extermination, and there aren’t as many as you think who follow their desires. So they were given leniency to reproduce so Hell wouldn’t have to constantly see the bodies if all the cannibals were wiped out.

Vaggie and Charlie only glare at her coldly.

My fist shakes as I growl. “Dad?” Charlie asks worried.

“Charlie, Vaggie, I’m done here. Lock up when you’re done if you want to do anything to her.” I say.

”Where are you going?” Charlie asks.

My wings and horns extend, showing my true form as I say to them, “I’m going to talk to Sera!”

~🕰️~

One Minute Later

Back in Heaven

~LOUIE’S POV~

I spit on the floor.

”I see no princess. Only a tyrant!” I yell.

The guard raises her hands to slap me, but stops just before reaching my cheek by a group of three angels booming out, “ENOOOOOOUGH!!”

Archangels Uriel, Zadkiel and Azrael appear with furious scowls on their faces.

“WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?!” Uriel asks.

”Your Majesty, if you will let me explain… this hell spawn came up here with the intent of harming Princess Sera. I was in the middle of taking care of it.” 

“SO YOU’RE THE ONE WHO CHAINED UP OUR NEICE, ALORA!” Raphael yells.

”NEICE?!” We all ask.

”It’s okay, sweetie. Auntie’s here.” Zadkiel says cuddling up to me. She gets the chain off, making me return the affection. Because I was obligated to.

”Your Majesty, I can explain. I-” Alora says.

”SILENCE! I’m retiring you, Officer! And you will spend one month in the dungeons!” Uriel says. She walks out sadly.

I actually feel bad for her, but then she bumps me and I see something horrible.

She was the one who attacked my sister!

I glare at her sending her a look that would easily kill her,… if looks could.

“As for you, Sera, I am severely disappointed in you.” Sera frowns and guilty looks down. “You have turned a blind eye to those who were killing in the name of our father. Such crimes cannot go unpunished.” 

“NO, please don’t!” Sera begs.

“Wait!” I say. All eyes turn immediately to me. “I want her suspended for one year. Instead of sending her to Hell.” I don’t want her down in MY realm everyday for all eternity, with demons she hates, who she can’t be trusted with.

And… it’s a bit for Emily’s sake. I want her to like me. She’s my mate’s adoptive mother after all.

”That is being more than fair on your part, Louie.” He says to me. He turns to Sera and says, “Emily shall take your place as head seraphim for one year, effective immediately. In the meantime, you should do whatever you have to make things right.”

“I know why you’re here. And, I can’t return your sister’s memories.” She says to me.

”I rest my case, bird brain.” I say turning my back on Sera.

”No, it isn’t like that.” She sighs and puts a hand on my shoulder.

”You have 2 seconds to remove your hand or I will my way.” I say.

She screams as she removes her hand. She runs her hands through her hair to calm her temper.

“I used a spell that even I can’t undo. Her memories will come back on their own eventually, but it will take time.” She says.

“YOUR HIGHNESS!” A young angel says panicking.

“Addie,… I’m in a meeting right now! Whatever funding you want, ask another time.” Sera says.

”No, it’s Samael! He’s at the gate, battling with one of the princes and he demands to speak with you.” The angel, Addie says.

“WHAT?!” Sera and I both ask, me out of happiness and her out of terror.

Samael was my grandfather’s name before he fell.

We run to the gate and I see Archangel Micheal in a light fight with my PopPop. “Whoa, hahaha! Well, I see in almost 10 thousand years, your aim still hasn’t improved, my dear twin brother!” PopPop taunts in Hebrew tussling Micheal’s hair, turning into a bird to doge his attacks.

”Whoa, missed me!” He turns back and dodges Gabe's light. “Hoohoo, not even close. Heeheehee! Nice try, douchebag!”

”Hold still, Slippery Fucker.” Gabe says sending out a very powerful blast that he doges and spilts the council building in half.

Gabriel powers up and goes to attack once more. “Enough, brothers!” Archangel Jophiel says blocking the two of them. My grandfather growls at being stopped by his little sister.

”I’m not leaving till I speak with Sera.” He says.

‘Down here.’ I call to him.

“SERA!” He says angrily, spotting Sera. He flies down, but doesn’t touch the ground.

“You’re not supposed to be here!” She says glaring.

“Well, after learning that you’ve ignored my one rule, sending my people who’s only sin was being born where they were born, to die, I thought it was high time we had a chat!” He says angry.

”Why now? The exterminations ended over 18 years ago!” She yells.

“So you did know.” He says.

”WHHHHHHAAAAT?!” Uriel says. He’s fuming, but I figured as much. “I’ve been to lenient with you, Sera. I’m expanding your suspension another year.” 

I get a tingling headache, meaning something bad is going to happen. I look up and I see something that makes my demon form come out.

“PopPop, look out!” I say. Michael’s flying right for him with an arch-blade.

“Eh?” He says looking back. 

Thanks to my warning, he managed to get out of the way in time making dear old Mike land on the promenade. 

PopPop starts punching him over and over laughing maniacally, until I stop him somewhat reluctantly.

”Woah, whoa, whoa,… save some for the one who hurt Mags.” I tell him.

”Alright.” We walk away and teleport ourselves to the dungeons.

~🕰️~

15 Minutes Later

The Angelic Dungeons

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

Alora scoffs and says, “About time you came! Are you finally here to take your revenge after what I did to the filth you call fa-” She says.

A half second later the door is broken and she is pinned to the wall, my hand against her throat my demon form fully out. “FINISH THAT SENTENCE, MOTHER FUCKER! I dare you!”

“Filth you call family.” She says. 

“FUCKING ASSHOLE!!” I growl out. I raise my hand to nick her neck with my nails and end her pathetic little life by making her choke on her own golden blood, but my hand is caught before I can even extend my claws.

”Enough, Niece!” Uriel orders death gripping my fist.

PopPop growls, but I give him a glare to tell him I can handle this.

“Stay out of this, Uncle! She almost killed my sister, your adoptive niece!” I say pulling my fist away.

”And she will be punished for it. Trust me. But this is not the way.” He says. 

I make a force field around the cell after we teleport out. Then, I make a portal home and leave with a, ”Hmph!”

I run stomping all the way to my music room, kicking the door down and shrieking at the top of my lungs, wild with anger. I start ripping every piece of furniture in sight apart in my rage like a rabid animal. 

I could REALLY use one of Satan’s rage rooms right about now. 

That’s when I start angrily playing piano. 

~🕰️~

Present Time

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

“How entertaining.” Al says. 

“How is my pain ‘entertaining’ shit ass?!” I yell mimicking him on ‘entertaining’. 

“Fair enough.” He says shrugging. “I’ll tell you what. Let’s finish our deal. You could vent out all that anger.”

“What is it you need me to do?” I ask curiously. 

He gives me an eery smile that never ceases to send a shiver up my spine. 

“I need you to either fight or something much less pleasant.” He says. 

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~LOUIE’S POV~

”I need you to fight or do something much less pleasant.” Those words repeat in my head over and over. 

“How do you mean?” I ask. 

”A friend has reached out to me. She made a deal and she needs help getting free. Her new ‘boss’ owns an underground mixed fighting ring. But that’s Plan B. Plan A is you call your dear grandfather and use a meeting with the demon as a bargaining chip.” He says. 

“What does PopPop have to do with this?” I ask.

“This particular demon is partaking in… illegal activities involving the Hellborns. He needs protection from the crown to avoid the time for his crime.” He says.

We maybe monsters, but everyone knows my grandfather is soft on Hellborns.

Well,… Imps and Hellhounds may be at the bottom of the food chain, as everyone knows, but everything else born here? They are under his personal protection, so anyone who touches a hellborn is severely punished.

He snaps and a cloak and pink boxer’s robe appears. “In case Plan A should fail.”

After a solid minute, I give him a nod before putting on the cloak.

”Okay, let’s go meet this demon.” I say. 

~🕰️~

One Hour & Thirty Minutes Later

Somewhere in Pride

~LOUIE’S POV CONT'D~

Alastor leads me into a sketchy alleyway on the other side of Pentagram City until we come to an old timey chain lock black door with mail slot. 

He knocks then a gruff voice says, “Password?”

”Password 666, all lowercase.” He says. 

To my surprise, I hear the door unlock a burly man opens the door.

”Mr. Radio Demon, sir! Please come in. He’s been expecting your visit.” He says moving out of the way. 

“Hmm.” Uncle Al says nonchalantly as he walks away, clearly wanting me to follow. 

But I have to deal with this man sizing me up. 

It’s then I know exactly what other illegal activities go on in here. 

I sigh, and punch his lights out. Then go to find Uncle Al shaking out my wrist until I find him waiting for me at the bottom of a stair case. 

We climb up until I get a very foul, very familiar scent.

‘Not this creep.’ I think as Uncle Al opens the door to reveal Crimson, imp, mobster, and father of Moxxie and Henroin… mobster, sinner, and father of Andy. 

Now I know what he meant by ‘far last pleasant’. He wants me to arrange a meeting between my grandfather and this fuck head.

“Alastor! Come in, come in.” Henroin says. 

“I assume you are here to talk about Mimzy again.” Crimson says coldly.

“Ah yes. I believe that my friend here can help set you up a meeting with King Lucifer.” Alastor says. 

“That puny little hellborn?” Crimson says. 

“Oh this is no mere hellborn, Crim. I sense a great deal of power. Introduce me, will you?” Henroin says.

“Ah, yes.” He says. He puts his hand on my shoulder and says, “Astrid,” I look at him because it’s obvious that he’s talking to me. He wraps his arm around me and says pointing with his staff, “this is Henroin, the demon who owns the fighting circuit I was telling you about. And Henroin,” He bows his head as he says, “it is my pleasure to introduce you-” He pulls me forward to show me off. “to Astrid Menay, Daughter of the Stars and the best upcoming fighter this side of Hell.” 

I give a curt nod. 

“Awfully quiet, isn’t she?” Henroin asks rhetorically.

“Have you ever heard the expression, ‘silent, but deadly’?  Well, that’s me.” I say defiantly, giving him an icy glare. 

The room goes silent. 

Until he starts laughing. 

“Alastor,” He says as he laughs and wipes a tear off. “where have you been hiding her? I’ll tell you what, since I like your girl’s grit, if she can win ten fights in a row against fighters of our choosing, Your Songbird goes free.”

“Like I said earlier, she can set you up a meeting. Wouldn’t you rather-” Al steps in. 

“What? Afraid I’ll take her from you?” Henroin jokes. He laughs then immediately goes serious. “That’s my offer. Take it or leave it.” 

“I accept your challenge.” I say. 

~🕰️~

Ten Days Later (January 11th)

~LOUIE’S POV CONT'D~

’Nine fights in the books and he still shows no sign of letting Mimzy or us go, Selene.’ I link as I do my pre-fight leg hops. 

’I know, old friend. We just have to plan for that.’ She answers. 

But I smell something that makes me let out a whine as my ears perk up from underneath the robe. 

I turn my neck to see Lucifer, Lilith, Charlie, and Vaggie Morningstar sitting in the arenas royal box

‘Rut ro.’ Selene, Lia, and I say together.

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~LOUIE’S POV~

Mama, Mami, and PopPop all give me a suspicious glare.

‘Locker room. Now.’ I link Uncle Al. I do lunges as I make my way to my personal locker room. 

I let my hood down and take a drink while I wait for Uncle Al. 

“Something wrong, Princess?” He asks appearing from the shadows, making me spit out my drink in the process. 

“Is something wrong? Is something wrong?! Almost my entire family is here, Alastor! What the fuck have you done?! They’ll recognize me and this whole thing will be dead on arrival. All of this would be for nothing!” I hoarsely whisper yell. 

It’s something I do when I’m mad. The angrier I am, the hoarser I sound. And I sounded very, very hoarse.

”I didn’t do anything. Gentlemen’s honor.” He says. 

O-kay, so he’s not lying. Alastor maybe a sadistic killer, but he was a raised gentleman first. And he always said, ‘A gentleman is only as good as his word.’

”Then why are they here?” I ask. 

“My guess is that since the buzz you’re creating, they heard about the fights.” He says.

He left it unsaid, but he wanted to add, ‘And want to inspect it and shut it down.’

“This is okay. We can work with this.” I say trying to steady myself. 

“How?” He asks interested. 

I open my mouth unconsciously, but nothing useful comes out. “I have absolutely no idea!” I think for a moment until I say, “But I will think of something, and I will tell you when I do. In the meantime, I stop talking.” 

…Nope. Nothing yet. 

“Never mind that. You can figure it out while you’re warming up.” He says pushing me towards the exit. I sigh and nod pulling my hood back up. He pats me on the head twice as he says, “Good girl.”

I slowly run out to face a cheering crowd, fists up. I duck into the ring and start doing the last of my leg hops, per ush. 

“Are you ready for Astrid Men-ay!” The announcer yells to amp up the crowd. They cheer and I try to amp them up more by the typical means. Showing off my muscles then pumping my arms up and down. 

“And now for the opponent.” Country music starts playing. Glitz and Glam appear next to me invisible and they seem really frantic.

“What is it you two?” I ask as the announcer says something that’s lost by them trying to get me away. “-ring of Wrath, he’s nasty, he’s feisty, he’s so charismatic it’s bout to get tragic. It’s Strike-er!” 

Striker appears making his steed, Bombproof, rear and whinny. 

‘Double rut ro.’ Lena says.

Striker has a thing for taking out royals. And I’m the royal of royals!

He rides until his horse jumps over the ring, but he jumps off and sticking the landing.

’You two, just hide. It’ll be okay. He does’t know who I am. As long as he doesn’t I can make a plan and-’ I link Glitz and Glam as they fly away to watch. Probably to see if I’ll need help.

”Woo-wee, looks like this is my lucky day.” He says approaching me. “I’m actually getting to fight a Morningstar.”

’Triple Rut ro.’ Lia says. 

“Time out!” I call as the timeout bell sounds. I get boos from the crowd, but I couldn’t care less what they think. 

‘Alastor, locker room please!’ I call. 

This time, I try my best to come up with a plan.

I pound on my head as I say aloud, “Okay think, Louie. Think, think, think, think.” 

‘Think, Louie think!’ Lia says.

‘Not helping! Wait-help! Aha! I’ve got it.’

~🕰️~

A Few Minutes Later

~LOUIE’S PPO

“Okay, so you got the plan?” I ask.

”Yes. Now go, before you forfeit.” He says.

I take a few swigs of my drink as I link the girls the plan then rush back out there. 

“Ready to go now, Royal?” Striker asks. 

“Born ready, Imp Halfling.” I answer stretching my legs out. 

He growls at me. Good. It worked. 

The bell rings and right away he tries to make the first move. 

He usehis small body to his advantage and gathers up speed to power kick me. 

However, I was expecting that, so I block him, sending him flying into the ring, making the crowd cheer. 

He roars and charges again, but I’m ‘too busy with my adoring public’. His kick lands and sends me flying to the ground. 

I wipe my concealed blood from my mouth and we circle each other, determined not to give the other an opening. “That how it’s going to be?!” I take of my gloves so I’m just in the bandages. “LET’S GO!” I charge and he goes high.

This song and dance goes on for another five minutes until I get ‘tuckered out’. I yawn cockily, thinking this is going to slow and run in for a high jump slam.

I jump, but he moves out of the way, unexpectedly grabbing me by the neck and picking me up.

I thought he would block me!

What he was doing was completely not by the book, but I guess I should have seen this coming.

”Let. Me. Go!” 

“This was fun and all, but it’s time to die like the rest of you blue bloods will!!” He says as he grips harder.

I hear Glitz and Glam try to get in, but they are thrown down. “LOUIE!” They call worried. 

Relax, no one can hear them. The forefeild surrounding the ring to keep the fighters in and the crowd out won’t let them.

”But hey, I’m nice. Before I choke the life out of you, I’ll show everyone who you really are.”  He says using his other hand to reach for my hood. I try to bite him knowing it won’t doing anything.

As soon as the hood was off, gasps filled the room.

But what gasp stood out the most was my family’s before they all yell, ”LOUIE?!” 

I hear them charge forward and bang on the field. Mami was just about to get in, but she was toppled by a security guard.

“LOUIE!” She worriedly calls reaching for me.

I gasp for breath as the air leaves my lungs after looking at them. Then, Striker is punched out of the building and I’m caught midair by…

“PopPop?” I ask looking at the stern gaze on his face. 

His gaze turns soft as he says, “Sorry I wasn’t over here sooner, Sweetie.” He lands with me in his arms.

”What took you so long?” I joke. He clutches me close chucking as I fall limp in his arms.

This all went (mostly) according to the plan.

Flashback

“What’s the plan, Princess?” Al asks manifesting. I create a sound-prof shield so we can talk without fear of being overheard.

“I’m going to go defense, let him ruff me up a little bit.” I say. 

“I see where this is going. You let him ‘wear you out’-”

”Exactly. Then, I let him take off my hood, my family sees me, they get mad, and rush to save me.” I say. 

“I’m sensing that there is something else.” He says.

”Duh. I’m not going to just let my ass get whooped and endanger everyone here without asking for something in return.” I say.

”I’m so proud of you owe monster I created. Well, what is it?” He asks.

I laugh and say, “You’ll see.”

Back to Reality

~LUCIFER’S POV~

After Louie falls limp in my arms, I’m overcome with rage. Everyone runs, but I stop Henroin.

“Henroin, for your crimes against the Hellborns and my family, I hereby strip you of all power you have under your contracts. I free these sinners from any possession you have over them.”

Contracts appear all over and slowly shrivel up as he screams, “NO, NO, NO!”

”You’re pathetic.” Charlie says. 

“Glitz, Glam!” I call. They appear looking very scared hugging onto each other. “I am severely disappointed in you two! You have failed in protecting her!” They are shaking and whimpering by this point. “However, I know the only reason you didn’t stop her is because you were following orders, so, two week suspension.”

They breathe a sigh of relief and nuzzle into Louie’s chest.

“And you!” I say looking at Alastor. I feel a tug on my brain as Luna sends me an idea of what to do with him. “Don’t think I don’t know that you’re involved with this! Alastor Altruist, for your punishment, I hereby strip you of all power you have under the contract with Husker. I free this sinner from any possession you have over him.”

~🕰️~

~ALASTOR’S POV~

‘That sneaky little devil.’ My shadow says to me. 

‘Well, it was a fair trade. This did prove to be rather challenging.’ I say back. 

‘You’ve grown soft.’ It says.

’Oh, don’t you worry. She’ll pay me back. I can feel it. She has a plan.’ I say back.

“Well, oh Radio Demon, do you have something to say?”

“I accept this punishment and I willingly relinquish all claim I have over the sinner known as Husker.” I say. 

Just like that, my deal with Husker is broken. 

~🕰️~

~VAGGIE’S POV~

Charlie, Lucifer, and I stand around stunned into silence.

”Say what now?” Charlie asks with a confused head tilt 

“Your daughter told me that she had a condition for letting that walking cliché ruff her up. This was a more than fair trade.” He answers, but I do not trust a word he says. 

I know there’s something ulterior underneath those words. 

I give him an ‘I’ve got my eye on you’ gesture, but right now I have to focus on my little girl.  I am handed my daughter, and we leave. 

~🕰️~

A Few Hours Later

St. An's Hospital, The Sloth Ring

~LOUIE’S POV~

I groan as I wake up in the hospital.

“Louie!” Mama says. I smile at her and she tackles me in a huge hug. I swear I hear a squeaky toy squeak. 

“Mom, I’m happy to see you too, but I can’t breathe.” I say. 

“Sorry.” She says releasing me.

I nuzzle into her, trying to delay the lecture.

“How are you feeling, Sweetie?” Mami asks.

”I’m good, Mami.” I say.

”Okay good. In that case, what the hell has gotten into you?! Scaring us like that?!”  She asks.

“I don’t know if you’d understand.” I say sadly. 

That’s a lie. I don’t know if she won’t kill me. 

“Very well. Tell me when you’re ready to tell the truth. I am very disappointed in you right now.” She says. She grabs Mama’s hand and they walk off. 

“Mama?” I ask. She looks back at me with hurt eyes and leaves. 

That’s when I feel something shift in the shadows. 

“What now, Alastor?” I ask. 

“I am here to say thank you. And to say I admire your guts in getting your grandfather to release Husker for you.” He says appearing. 

“I am also here to thank you.” Mimzy says appearing. 

“I’m glad you two are here, Mimzy.” I say slowly standing using the bedside table as a crutch. “I have a proposition for you.”

Chapter Text

~LOUIE’S POV~

”Alastor, since I caused you to lose a soul, I will help you gain one.” I say to Uncle Al. I turn to Mimzy and say, “Mimzy, given your track record, we cannot guarantee that you won’t make the same mistake, so I propose you make a deal. With Alastor.” 

Mimzy gasps and goes to interject, but I silence her with a hand. “Just listen. Since you and my Uncle Al are friends from when you were alive, he won’t hurt you. He will make sure you’re protected from others who’ll want your soul or want you dead.”

”I think it’s a good idea.” Mim says.

”Wait. Really?” Alastor and I ask. 

”Yeah. What do you say, doll face? For old times sake?” She says. 

“Fair enough.” He says. They shake and the room gets spooky. Green lost souls drift throughout the room because of the strong wind. My ears extend to help me balance.

Then Aalastor’s true face comes out sending a shiver down my spine.

~🕰️~

Meanwhile

~VAGGIE’S POV~

I see the green cracks in the floor above Louie’s room. That can only mean one thing. 

“No! No!” I call everyone stands there terrified coming to the same conclusion.

Alastor. He’s made a deal… with my baby. 

~🕰️~

Fifteen Seconds Later

~LOUIE’S POV~

Upon hearing my mother’s footsteps, Alastor sees a ripe chance to create some chaos and grabs hold of my hand and faces me at the last second.

I didn’t feel anything so he waited long enough before grabbing me.

Mami strains and slams the hospital room door open with her spear in hand. She looks at us worriedly. 

“Right on cue.” Uncle Al says as the wind dissipates. 

“WHAT DID YOU DO?!” Mami says giving Al the angriest look ever pointing her spear at him. “LET HER GO!”

She charges at him with her spear, but I block her saying, “Mami! Stop!” 

“What?” She asks. She drops her spear. “No, please, Louie. Tell me you didn’t.”

”I made a deal. With Alastor.” I answer defiantly.

”Louie!” She says pleadingly.

Alastor and Mimzy walk out as he stops and says flexing his wrist nonchalantly, “Oh, calm down.” He walks away looking to the side and says, “She still owns her soul.”

”What you just heard was a deal between Alastor and Mimzy that I helped negotiate for her safety.” I answer.

”Well, what was your deal?” She asks mad.

I guilty touch the back of my neck and answer, “You remember when I lashed out at you about having to listen to Mama crying herself to sleep while I was in that coma?” She nods and gives me a ‘go on’ look, so begin telling her everything. “Well what I didn’t say is that I made a deal with Uncle Al in order to get into the Angelicals. The deal was that in exchange, I do him a favor. Last week he told me that Mimzy reached out and that I had to help get her free. But when it proved to be more difficult than expected, I saw an ample opportunity to make him release Uncle Husk. I lost my fight on purpose to get PopPop to strip Henroin of his contract with Mimzy and Alastor of his contract with Uncle Husk.”

”You’re grounded. For the rest of your life.” She says. 

“That’s fair.” I answer sadly. 

“You wonderful little squirt!” Uncle Husk says entering and picking me up into a bone crushing hug. Pretty sure I heard something squeak again. Then Mami leaves shooting me a disappointed glare. “Do you know what you’ve done? You’ve set me free! I’ve never loved you more. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

I smile and hug back, nuzzling into his soft fur. 

It’s soft!

He’s never really let me get that close. He’s not the affectionate type.

“I love you too. I can’t stand to see you in pain like that. SO DON’T EVER DO IT AGAIN!” I say. 

He laughs and says, “Okay, princess.”

He kisses me on the head and purrs as he hugs me. He doesn’t like his purr, so I don’t mention it, but I want to soooo bad. 

Mama comes in with a dissatisfied and hurt glare on her face. 

Husk leaves and she sighs.

I smile and laugh nervously, and say, “Oops?”

But she shakes her head, making me look down sighing. 

“Louie, I’m very disappointed in you.” She says. 

“I know.” I say sadly. 

“You could have been killed today. It was worse! You put Glitz and Glam in danger.” She says. 

“I was just trying to help someone else like you help me and the Hotel every day.” I reply.

”And complete a deal you made. With Alastor. I’m shocked. Even after everything that he does to your Uncle Husk and all my and your Mami’s telling you deals are bad, you still made a deal.” She says disappointed. 

Her disappointment hurts more than any punishment she could give. 

“I just wanted everything to get back to normal. I was so scared and helpless when Mami was taken and I felt like I couldn’t tell you because I had to be brave for you. I just wanted to do something, anything to help you.” I say sadly.

”Oh, Sweetheart, I didn’t need you to be brave for me. I needed you to be honest with me.” She says placing a hand on my shoulder.

”You were scared and I had never see you like that. You were never scared when I was growing up. It scared me.” I say not meeting her eyes.

“I was then and I was today.” She says keeling down.

”You were?” I ask looking up.

”Yes. I thought I would lose you.” She says.

”Mamà, you’re not going to lose me.” I answer her giving her a gentle leg squeeze, but she doesn’t reply. “Hey, I bet that little imp boy was scared.” 

She chuckles and says, “Cause no one messes with your family and gets away with it.” She grabs me and says, “Come mere you.” 

She tries to carry me to the bed, but I slip out and say, “Catch me if you ca~an.” I make her chase me all around the room laughing until she corners me and I jump on her, shifting into Lia mid way.

Because Lia is the weight of a small dog, Mama was able to catch her easy.

Lia excitedly wags her tail at being this close to her mother. I guess I haven’t let her out that much.…

”Oh, hello. You must be Lia.” Mama says cradling her. Lia gives her a happy yip and nuzzles in until she yawns and gives me control back. 

I was just as tired. So I immediately fall asleep on Mama.

”Aww.” She kisses my head and carries me to the hospital bed. 

~🕰️~

15 Minutes Later

~CHARLIE’S POV~

(Disclaimer; this next part inspired by Lucylicious666, Sirel & briefly on Ink Me Dead on YouTube)

”Charlie?” I hear Vaggie and Dad’s voices call.

”Shhh.” I say, moving the blanket to reveal Louie asleep, cuddled up and cradled in my arms still.

My dad covers his mouth and Louie sneezes a bit in her sleep. My eyes widen at how adorable my little girl is and I carefully hug her tighter pressing my lips to her head. Then, I lay my head on hers.

Vaggie climbs in with us as Dad snaps his fingers making Louie’s blanket from home appear before leaving.

I move Louie so we’re both holding her, Vaggie cradling her head and me spooning the two of them.

This moment was making me think of a wholesome scene just after she was just born. After that exorcist tried to take her.

Flashback

After that scare, we decided to keep our newborn in an incubator to help supply her oxygen as there was a disturbance to the placenta that lessened her oxygen. I also wanted her in one so she’d be under lock and key.

After obsessively watching her as if she’d disappear, I guess we finally fell asleep. Until we were woken up by her cries.

”Babe, don’t get up. I can take her.” Vaggie says groggily.

”It’s okay, Vaggie, I got her. She’s probably just hungry.” I say getting out of the hospital bed. Was still a bit sore, but there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her.

I yawn and start walking to the incubator that held our precious cargo, our beloved baby girl.

I spot my baby’s figure squirming around, trying to get out and say just when I’ve about reached the incubator, “Shh. Mama’s here. Mama’s here, My Little Starlight. Mama will let you out for a bit.”

A night attendant was alerted to Louie’s crying and came to check on the baby, but soon her face contorted with horror.

”STAY BACK! THE PRINCESS- SHE’S VERY SICK!” She says looking at us scared. We look at each other and immediately run for the incubator.

Louie looks at us reflexively smiling, cooing, and reaching for us, but something is definitely wrong.

”MY BABY!” I exclaim seeing an archangel version of Louie lying down in the incubator. Her wings are light blue with rose gold feathers, her sclera are light pink, but her irises are blue like my dad’s were before he fell, and there’s a gold diadem on her forehead with a pentagram and a big sapphire.

Vaggie immediately faints.

I walk out of the room, entering a dark place. I hear Louie start to cry, but it for some reason has no effect on me whatsoever.

’What am I going to do?! If what happened has taught me anything, it’s if Heaven senses one of their own here, especially an archangel, they’ll take her away forever. Or worse, kill her.’ I think.

”Oh my. What a horrible dream.” Vaggie says. Then she spots me. “Charlie, honey what is it?”

”How are we ever going to keep Louie safe? All of heaven’s angels will either view her threat or try to take her from us.” I answer sadly.

”Don’t worry Charlie, we’ll protect our little girls. Together.” She says taking my hand, making me smile at her.

We walk back in hand in hand and use our key to let her out for feeding, keeping the ventilators attached.

Louie keeps crying as I pick her up. I can sense her emotions through the spirit. She thought we were rejecting her!

“Oh, there there. Shh sh sh shhh. It’s okay. We were just surprised. We wouldn’t reject you. We love you.” I say sitting, taking the machines off and bouncing her against my chest. After hearing that she stops crying and her archangel form retreats as she is my arms, but a whimper is still there. I plead with her, “Mama’s here. Mama’s here.”

Immediately after I feel my shirt being pulled down and see Louie nursing, fully accepting me further. Tears still are running down her face so I wipe them away as I begin a gentle hum for her, making her look at me and unlatch for a moment. She reflexively smiles big and goes back to eating until she yawns and falls asleep.

I use my magic to swaddle her and bring the oxygen takes out here so she can sleep in our arms.

“Just look at her, Hun. Our baby girl.” Vaggie whispers softly gently stroking her cheek.

”Our princess of hell.” I say cradling her head. I kiss her head, making her stir a bit.

”You did such a great job with her, Honey. I’m so proud.” She says raising her head to mine. 

I kiss her passionately and Louie immediately senses the affection and feels left out, crying again. 

“Aww, there, there.” I say nuzzling her cheek. Vaggie kisses her and tickles her when I lay her back down, enjoying watching her practicing her smile. She grabs Louie from under her back taking a turn cradling our daughter. 

“I don’t know what the future holds, but I do know that she’s safe with us. We’ll protect her with our lives.” She says holding her so I can hold her too. 

“Always.” I say once again holding my baby. I kiss her cheek, kiss Vaggie good night and tuck all three of us in. 

Back to the Present

“What are you thinking about, Babe?” Vaggie whispers out of bed with our daughter in her arms.

”Shit. Did you say something, Vaggie?” I ask a little jumpy.

She giggles softly and says, “I just asked what you were thinking about.”

“Sorry. I was jut thinking of our first night with her.” I say. 

“No need to apologize, I enjoy your theatrics.” She says walking over to me. “Are you okay?”

”I guess I just… I just wish we could do it all again.” I say and she hands me my baby. “I wouldn’t change a thing about her, but… sometimes I just I miss it when she was just a baby and needed us for everything.”

”It’s okay to feel that way. I do too. I mean I spent the majority of my daughter’s childhood locked in an angelic jail cell.” She says stroking our daughter's hair. 

She groans as she wakes up. “Am I still grounded?” She asks innocently.

”Big time.” We say together. 

“Well, in that case…” She says. She nuzzles into me and gives in to sleep once more. It’s a good thing she’s still on the small side. It makes it easier to cuddle with her.

”When the time comes, we’ll be right by her side to protect her.” Vaggie says joking us again, spooning us. 

What would I do without my girls there with me?

I go to sleep my head against Vaggie and Louie in between us laying flat nestled in between us with one of Vaggie’s wings covering her like a blanket.

Chapter Text

10 Weeks Later (March 25th)

~LOUIE’S POV~

”AhHhHhH!” I sigh lying on my bed, bored out of my skull. 

12 weeks of grounding in and I already want to kill myself because of how fucking bored I am.

But by now, I’ve read every book in the library, I’ve knitted just about 1000 sweaters, I’ve tried cooking and playing my instruments, my parents won’t even let me go up to my garden because I have been sneaking out to see Sol and there’s a literal fire wall with a tripe wire all around it, so that’s out of the question. I can barely leave my room!

And they started locking my windows with magic so I can’t get out!

I haven’t been this grounded since I asked PopPop if we could go flying together when I was a baby.

 Flashback

(Disclaimer : this flashback inspired by one of @lucky-kirin comics on tumblr and a video on the MADdNESS YouTube page)

I was about 4 months and a three quarters old, about to try to go out flying when I spot PopPop standing there overlooking the balcony. 

‘He looks lonely. I should skip flying and hang out with him.’ I think. It’s then that I spot his six wings. “Oooh.”

“Louie, what are you doing up at this hour?” He asks kneeling. But I don’t answer because I’m pretty much in a trance. “Louie, Dear?” 

‘So fluffy. Your wings look so fluffy!’ I link adorably.

He laughs and gestures for me to come to him. I do so and he picks me up and covers us with one of his wings.

SoOo soft!

I look up and ask, ‘PopPop, are you an angel like me and Mami? Why do you have six?’

Now I remember seeing them before but it was just that one time where he saved me from the three headed dog, but I’ve been suppressing all my memories with Nanny in them.

“Well you see- PopPop- he- anyway PopPops got six wings and they’re fluffy.” He says nervously.

I recognize that there’s something he’s not telling me, but he probably has his reasons so I just say, ‘Okay!’

”While you’re up, is there anything you want to do to help you sleep?” He asks.

‘Can we go for a fly together? Please PopPop!’ I beg.

”I don’t know. I’m not sure if Mami and Mama would like that.” He says nervously.

I give him my puppy dog eyes and say, ‘Please! Mami and Mama are out tonight! They don’t have to know!’

”Uhh! I can’t say no to a face that cute!” He says booping my nose on ‘cute’. 

“Yay!” I say hugging him.

”But remember sweetie, you can’t tell Mama or Mami!” He says nervously.

I think about it for a moment and say, “Okay.”

”Do we have a deal then?” He says reaching his hand out to me.

‘No! No shaking, no deals! Deals are bad!’ I say.

He picks me up, nuzzling me, and says, “Good girl.” 

Then he lowers me down and says, “But you seriously can’t tell your mommies.” 

‘I promise.’ I say.

”You ready?” He asks. I nod excitedly. He picks me up, clutching me close and says preparing to take off. “Then… here… we… go.” 

We take off and I shout in my mind, ‘Weeeee!’

I laugh as I look up, extending my wings. ‘Higher, PopPoo, higher please.’

“Well… okay.” He says. Soon he tosses me and I flip around and use my wings to safely glide into his arms.

”Again, again!” I beg laughing.

He tosses me again and again until I yawn and cuddle into his arms.

~*~

We stay out for a few more hours until I hear a voice say. “Aww. She’s so cute.” It’s female.

I smell something I haven’t smelled in at least a while so I wake up to see Bee, Queen of Gluttony, a close friend of my mom’s. I smile when I realize she’s safe and nuzzle her cheek.

’Soooo soft.’ I think.

”Lucifer, how could you have a granddaughter this cute?” She says as I nuzzle her.

“Ha, ha, ha. She looks like Charlie and Charlie looks like me, you know.” He says. He walks over and says, “Speaking of, we gotta run. Charlie and Vaggie are due back in an hour or two.”

“Aww. Can’t she just stay a bit longer?” She asks. I try giving him my puppy eyes again.

”I wish we could, Bee, but if we don’t get her home soon, Charlie’s probably going to worry.” He says.

‘I come visit soon.’ I say. 

“I’ll keep you to that.” She says rubbing my cheek. I got my parents to go to her restaurant two weeks later.

She hands me over and we fly back.

‘That was so much fun. Thank you PopPop.’ I link after we land back on the balcony.

”Remember what we agreed on.” He says kneeling down.

”Yes, no tell Mama or Mami.” I say smiling.

”’Don’t Mama or Mami’ what exactly, Sweetheart?” Mama asks.

”Charlie. You’re early. We were just—” He says nervously. He leans down and whispers a single word, “Run.”

”We came home early because we saw this.” Mama says angrily showing us her phone and she presses play using her thumb holding it.

It was one of Katie Killjoy’s broadcasts, a video of me gliding into his arms.

”Mama, Mama, I alright. See? I flew.” I say excitedly to try to mask my nerves, but majorly of it falls on deaf ears.

”We saw!” She says glaring, playing more of the video.

She walks a few steps closer and says, “Give me my daughter.” PopPop lets me down and I crawl as fast as I can to her as she squats down, falling into her arms. Mami drops down to her knees and hugs us to her.

”Oh, sweetie. Are you okay? We thought it was misinterpreted and that someone took you.” Mami says stroking my hair.

They both glare at PopPop.

“Only to find out that PopPop, who we trusted to look after our little girl, took her out, AT NIGHT, for a joy flight.” Mama growls in her demonic form.

PopPop looks so sad, I have to tell.

‘Mama, Mami, no! Please don’t be angry with him. It was my fault.’ I say on a link between the four of us.

”Say what now?” She asks surprised. 

‘He only took me flying because I used my puppy eyes on him.’ I say shamefully.

They look up at PopPop with a blank stare and he nods, as if ashamed a four month old girl’s—well, over forty in human years, but the point still stands—puppy eyes had effect on him, the big boss of Hell himself, the Devil.

”Louie,… we understand that you want to fly, we want you to be able to as well, but as we keep telling you, you can’t.” Mama says standing up with me in her hands.

“But why?” I whine.

”Remember that angel we told you about? The one who almost took you from us?” Mami asks. I sigh and nod looking down, knowing where this is going. “If Heaven hears that one of their own is down here, they’ll come down for you and take you where we can’t see you. You don’t want that do you?”

I shake my head not looking at them.

Back to the Present

Needless to say, even if I didn’t already say it, I was grounded then too.

It’s just so unfair.

I mean yes, I did lie, I did sneak out. But now, my two wolves are constantly giving me headaches, screaming over how much they want their mate. No one, well almost no one, deserves to have two WAILING BEASTS SCREAMING IN THEIR HEAD 24/7!!

They slap my brain for that thought sending searing pain through my head. 

“Ow!!” I yell looking up.

They growl at me, basically telling me, “That wasn’t a cool thing to say, Luna-Belle.”

‘What? You know it’s true.’ I tell them rubbing my head. 

Well, on the bright side, I have been seeing my mate.

He told me he loves me. I’ve looked right into his eyes and- well…

I see nothing but the truth. So I told him the truth, that I did too. 

Now on to the next step, consummation. 

I gulp at the thought. 

If my family find out that I’ve been… ‘deflowered’ before I was in my 1000th hell year, it would end very badly.

In addition to that, I’ve never been comfortable with those ideas and I’m not certain it won’t hurt. And then there’s the fear of getting pregnant when I know I’ll just miscarry.

And there’s another reason why I am unsure,… that I don’t want to get into. 

But I want to complete our bond. Which is why I’m getting help.

I summon a fireball and throw it at the wall, hoping out as soon as the hole is made and closing it before the alarm sounds.

Made that mistake and it ended with me almost crushed by one of my mom’s creations.

“Glitz, Glam. We need to get to Gluttony, fast.” I tell them. 

I make us a portal and we quickly fly through.

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

The Bee Hive, The Gluttony Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

’This place hasn’t changed a bit.’ I remark to myself as I walk in the official party house of the Gluttony Ring, the Queen Bee’s hotspot.

RIt’s then that my ears twitch as I hear a familiar howl.

“Awo awo awoo. Do my eyes deceive me? Is that Luna-Belle I see?” I hear Bee, the sin of Gluttony excitedly say. 

“Mama Bee!” I say running to her throwing my arms around her in a biiig hug. 

Mama Bee is one of my godmothers along with Auntie Rosie and Tía Carmilla.

I take in the familiar scent of cotton candy—the real thing not the drug—and other sweets.

“How you been, kiddo? I haven’t seen you in way too fucking long!” She says. 

“I know. It has been a long time.” I say guilty tucking a hair back. 

“Don't worry about it, Puppo. You’re here now.” She says playfully punching my shoulder. I smile at her. She grabs hold of my hand and starts pulling saying, “Now I can finally teach you how to party with the big girls. That is, if that fucker Angel Dust hasn’t beaten me to it.”

“Mama Bee, first off, please don’t talk like about him like that. And second, that isn’t what I’m here for tonight.” I say nervously pulling and breaking away from her hold. I take a breath and say, “I need your help—and I can’t believe I’m saying this—with my… sex… life.” I flinch, expecting her to smack me or demand to know who he is all spicy like. 

“Whoa. Didn’t expect that one coming. Who is he?” She asks.

She knows I’ve never been into girls.

“You just want to know who he is to go fuck him up.” I stall blushing.

”You know me too well.” She says. I let Selene rub on her with a wolfie version of a purr to distract her.

”No seriously. Lena, I’m happy to see you, but I need you to give my LoLo control back so she can answer my question.” Bee says. Selene growls, but relents.

“He’s m- my mate. Sol.” I answer.

”Woah. The ‘M’ word.” She says nervously and obviously uncomfortable. She grabs a forgotten cup and says with a reluctant pinched up face, ”Wasn’t expecting that to happen so soon.” She drinks.

”I just need- I need help. In order to complete our bond, we need to… consummate.” I say shyly. She contorts, nearly spitting out her drink and brushes it off by nervously laughing and looking off to the side.

”Why didn’t you just go to Ozzie? He’s lust.” She asks.

“Well, Uncle Oz will either tell or make it weird. Probably tell. And I don’t trust anyone else like I trust you.” I answer. She lights up, but I can tell she’s still very worried.

”Are you sure you’re the one who wants this? You’ve been hesitant about sex since what happened at Lulu World and it only got worse after finding out about the curse on your line.”

My eyes widen and as I hear Bee calling my name, I flashback.

Flashback

The first time I went to Lulu World was the second time I was left alone with my grandparents. I was maybe 6 and a half months old.

A few hours in I got tired of supported walking with my wolf in charge of my body, and allowed Lilith to carry me. 

I couldn’t walk yet and I wasn’t fully comfortable with shifting.

Again, I was about six and half months old!

And soon snake looking sinner came up and offered to take a picture of us. 

I didn’t trust him, but I couldn’t communicate that to them really, not in front of him, so they accept.

“What a cute little girl you have.” He remarks patting my head when he’s done taking the picture. 

I immediately burry myself in my grandmother’s hair whimpering. 

“Thank you. She’s our granddaughter.” Lilith remarks hiding me in her hair with her magic to shield me, sensing my distress, futilely trying to calm me down. 

He laughs and remarks, “You don’t look old enough to have a grandchild, toots. But it’s obvious where she gets her good looks from. She’ll be quite a catch when she’s older.” That makes me what to disappear. 

PopPop growls at the man’s obviously sexual remarks. “Luci, my darling, my love, why don’t we go? There’s many other things we should take her to see.” Lilith says, entirely ignoring him. 

“Exactly my thoughts, Lili.” He says grabbing his wife’s waste glaring at the sinner and leading us towards the duck pond.

After seeing the natural hell spawned ducks, PopPop decided he wanted the real thing in his park.

When I read that the sinners could swim with them as long as they were careful not to hurt them, I was beaming. I love the water. 

“Can I?” I ask. 

“Sure.” They say together. 

I squeal in excitement and clap my hands twice to revel a wetsuit. I didn’t like getting my wings wet. 

I try to run to the water, taking a few crawling steps, but accidentally turning into a duck myself making Lilith chuckle and PopPop look like he was going to explode with happiness. I get to splash around have a little fun with PopPop recording me as I play, probably to send to Mama. 

But soon I feel something grab my leg and start touching me up. I flap my wings and quack in surprise. Lilith hopes in grabbing onto me and kicks it off.

As soon as we reach dry land, I change back and clutch onto LeeLee’s neck, whimpering.

Yeah, that’s what I’ve been calling her over the years. Apparently, that was what I first called her because Lilith was too hard. Now she won’t answer me if I use anything else.   

“Sh shh shh. It’s okay, little one. It’s over.” She says bouncing me.

But it wasn’t over. I soon spot the same sinner from before and immediately start thrashing around screaming at the top of my lungs. 

“Ahh!” I scream as I thrash.

“Easy now. Easy. Shh.” She says bouncing me, but eventually I get free and run off as Selene.

I hide behind a tree and turn invisible so I couldn’t be found and start quietly sobbing for what feels like an eternity. 

“There you are, my Lunette.” (Lunette - French name meaning little moon) 

“LeeLee.” I cry unsteadily walking and grabbing on her dress. What a circumstance for my first steps.

I want to say more, but I’m crying way too hard to form a coherent sentence, but she gets it anyway.

“Because men are toxic, Lunette. But when you find a good one, you’ve got to hold on. I learned that the hard way, but I learned from my mistakes.” She says gently picking me up, cradling me close stroking my nose, a method that has double the effects on me as a half angel.

You see, when you stroke an angelic beings nose, it sends out little sparkles of magic that helps soothe us and make us as agreeable as a well trained puppy.

She starts vocalizing a very old song to me. 

It’s beautiful. All of the lyrics are just vocalizing, but it’s beautiful all the same. She has one of the most beautiful voices I’ve ever heard. It’s like a siren’s call. 

Well duh, I guess that’s why she’s called The Siren Queen.

I yawn and cuddle up half way through, significantly more calm, but still fighting sleep. 

“Don’t worry, Lonie. PopPop is taking care of the big bad man for us. You can rest. It’s safe.” She softly coos, stroking my glabella area around my nose again, this time to encourage and lull me to sleep. 

I yawn and fall asleep, using her side for a pillow.

I hear something drop and hear, “He’s dead.” PopPop’s voice says. He slips and falls next to us.

Lilith’s chuckle fills the air.

“Our hero. And my knight in shining red armor.” She says lovingly before kissing him. They turn their attention to me when I stir a bit.

“Poor thing. She’s exhausted.” 

“Let’s take her home. I’ll tell Razzle to pull the car around.” He says taking me.

That was the second situation I needed Belphagore, ‘Aunt Bel’ to me, to… take care of a nightmare for me.

The first being every other week as Nanny was abusing me. PopPop and Mami were NOT happy about the nightmare buffet.

Soon, I hear Bee calling my name bringing me back to the present.

Back to the Present 

“LO!” She yells gripping my face.

”Hmm?” I say. 

“LoLo, are you okay? You were spacing out. Should I call Charlie?” She asks snapping me out of it.

“NO! Please no. I’m fine. I just was having a flashback.” I answer her hugging her and nuzzling into her fur. 

“O-Kay?” She says weirded out. She pulls me back so I’m looking her in the eye. “Lo, is there something you’re not telling me.”

”I-I’m sort of… grounded.” I say nervously backing away and covering my ears. 

She looks taken aback. “WHAT THE F-” She yells, growing ten stories tall.

Meanwhile

Back at the Hotel

~VAGGIE’S POV~

I knock on my daughter’s door and say, “Sweetie, it’s Mami. Mama and I have talked it out and we both agree that you’ve been grounded long enough.” 

No response. Weird. 

I look in. No signs of a struggle, but I don’t see her. “Hmm.”

I thurn over the covers in Glitz’s bed and shout, “GLITZ!” A stuffed animal is where she should be.

I do it again with Glam’s bed. “GLAM!” Same thing. 

Lastly, I look in Keekee’s. She’s been more and more attached to Louie lately. “KEEKEE!” A bag of cat food is where she should be. “Oh, that isn’t even convincing!”

I’m fuming. ”WHEN I FIND THAT GIRL, I WILL GROUND HER FOR AN ETERNITY OF WHITE MOONS!” 

“Oh, what’s going on in here?” Chu says. Chu or ‘Chuman’, the hotel’s newest and nosiest guest. I slam the door in his face without looking. “Well… alright.”

Five Minutes Later

Back at the Bee Hive

~LOUIE’S POV~

After I finally got Mama Bee to stop cursing, she decided to help. “I’m only doing this because I’m happy you came to me about this.” She said.

She gives me a tool from the Lust Ring. 

“A candle?” I ask. 

“It’s spelled to smell like whatever makes the person the most comfortable, the most sexy, the most confident, and the most horny. Duh.” She says.

I take a sniff. I smell… Sol’s scent mixed with the lavender mist my moms would spray to help me sleep after nightmares.

I feel my muscles start to unclamp themselves. Mama Bee smirks at me. 

“Seems like it’s working.” 

“Thank you. I haven’t felt this relaxed in… forever.” I answer her. I feel my wrist beep. 

My eyes widen. “Oh, shit. Is that really the time? I’m so late!” 

“I love you. Thank you. This is why you’re my favorite sin after my grandpa.” I kiss her cheek and say running off, “I’ll be back later to return it!”

~🕰️~

One Hour Later

Midnight Valley Woods Cabin, The Envy Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

(Warning! Steamy Scene!)

I blowout the candle lighting stick and shake it out, taking a minute to admire my work.

”KeeKee, do you have it?” I ask my cat kneeling. She’s been here since 11 A.M., helping me get everything ready.

She pulls a box over that contains a piece of red lingerie with black lace and gives it to me. 

I go to the bathroom and put it on before doing all the essentials. Blush my hair, my teeth, triple double shave my everything.

A little while later, I hear the door open.

“Luna, Mia Tesoro! I’m here! What is it you wanted to—” I hear. (Mia Tesoro - My Darling) It’s probably then he notices the candles, the bed sprinkled with rose petals and the tub surrounding and filled with… also rose petals. 

Cliche, I know. But I wanted to do this right.

“Don’t be a coward. Just trust your instincts.” I tell myself. 

I take a pill and get a whiff off the air and all my doubts are temporarily banished from my mind. I’m already wet and ready for him. 

I hear the door slam open and look to see one of his eyes is gold, signaling the presence of Helios. I run and jump into his arms, passionately crashing my lips onto his. 

“Hello, Mates.” I say with my two wolves. 

“Hello, Mates.” He repeats, his voice mixed with Helios’s. 

We kiss each other, our tongues fighting for dominance. He slams me onto the wall. 

“That was actually… kind of hot.” I say on a pleasure high.

I tug at his shirt and try to undo it. 

“Wait!” He says stopping me. We pant to catch our breaths.

I’m so stupid. He doesn't want me.

“I’m giving you one last chance. Once we get there, I won’t be able to stop. I will ravish like you deserve.” 

“I trust you. I want to go there. Truly.” I say giving him my most seductive bedroom gaze, making him stare at me lustfully. 

He plays with my lingerie.

“Your wish is my command, Mi Reina.” He says. (My Queen).

He sends sparks of arousal through me at that, which makes him hornier and far less patient when he smells it. He rips my clothes fast with his claws, sliding them off quickly and I do the same with his clothes.

He starts laying kisses down my bare neck. “OH, Sol! That feels so fucking good!” I moan. 

He wastes no time and rushes us over to the bed slamming me down. 

I feel him at my entrance and nod. He pounds into me slowly, stroking every soothing spot he knows. 

“OH, YES! OH, SOL! RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE!” 

”You want to get on top?” He asks. 

“I can?” I ask confused. I heard angels don’t like being topped by a demon if they were fighting let alone… at it. It’s a drilled in supremacist thing. 

“Of course.” He says rolling over so I’m on top.

I slowly move my hips making us both cry out in pleasure. 

I move faster and faster, till I feel close. 

“Sol, I’m close.” He says. 

“Don’t release till I say. I’ll do the same.” He says leaning forward and holding my face.

It’s hard and rough, but I’m a hellborn demon. Pain is typically pleasureful for us. 

One look and I knew we were on the same page. We both released simultaneously. 

We pant and I lay my head on top of his chest. “Good girl.” He teases. I slap him.

Lilith and I are… very different, but something we share is a need to not feel like a pet, like a thing beneath someone. At least constantly.

”Good boy.” I return getting back on top with the tone of a predator about to devour her prey.

~🕰️~

Five Hours Later

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

”That… was hands down the best night of my life.” Sol says spooning me after round 15.

All right, all right, round 50. 

“Mine too.” I answer honestly walking my fingers up his chest. I feel him drift away from the moment. 

“Darling?” I lift his chin and kiss him, bringing him back to me. 

“I’m sorry, Baby. I was just wondering… what our pups will look like.” He answers as I take a swing of water to down a pain pill. 

I nearly choke, but swallow.

Pups are kids. He wants kids!

“Sol… there’s something I need you to know.” I say sadly. He looks at me worriedly.

I saw how happy he was a few seconds ago, can I really ruin that?

”I- I can’t...” I say. He looks sad, so I change my tune quick. I nervously say, “wait to have kids with you either. It might just be harder for me. I mean, my grandmother is a demon of infertility and all.” 

“Sweetie,” He says cupping my checks. “stop this. Whatever problems you have, we will face them together. We will have children. At least two. A son named after your mother or grandfather, and a daughter named Penelope, after my father.” He sounds so confident that for a moment I almost believed him. 

Almost. I nod and wait for him to drift off before leaving, picking up my normal clothes, and crying. But only leaving after leaving one last kiss on his cheek.

~🕰️~

One Hour Later

The Bee Hive, The Gluttony Ring

~BEE’S POV~

Louie came back, gave me the candle, and immediately asked me to do a duet with her on piano. She only does that when she’s upset.

It was her thing with Lilith when she was little, but after Lilith… lost her trust, she started seeking me out to do it with instead.

If you want to know the true story, just know it’s not my story to tell.

After we were done, she immediately went off, grabbing and chugging down gallons worth of my personal stash of Bezzlejucie.

”Woah, woah, woah!” I say flying over to her grabbing and cradling her.

She looks at me, tries to touch my cheek, and says, “When did you get five heads?” 

She falls further into my arms as I say, “Uh, when you drank and kept down gallons worth of Bezzlejucie. I mean, good for you. But seriously, what’s wrong?”

”Sol wants kids.” She answers. 

I immediately sit.

Dang. I was scared of this. 

Louie always loved kids. She used to say all the time how much she wanted them when she was older. But when she found out about the curse, it was the final nail on the coffin that my sweet, happy Apple Cream Pie was buried in. 

After that, she couldn’t even look at a kid without breaking down. 

“Well, what did you tell him?” I ask gently. 

“I couldn’t break his heart like that.” She says. 

“Apple Cream Pie,… I’m afraid this is too big of a burden to leave on your shoulders alone. You need to tell him.” I tell her using my special name for her.

It was the first treat we made together. 

“You weren’t there. I wanted to tell him, but he looked all…” She says. She gives me the look. 

Dang. I wouldn’t be able to do it either. 

“Well, stay here.” I say placing her down and getting up to call her mom.

“Hey, Charlie. It’s Aunt Bee. Yeah, she’s here with me. But go easy on her. She’s had a really rough night.” 

While this is going on, someone was groping Louie. I walk back and see him holding her face back. He doesn’t look like he just started either. I growl to give him warning, but the something weird happens. 

“Huh?” Selene has come out, raised her head, making her teeth turn to angelic steel then she bites him…

Wait… angelic steel teeth?!

Next thing I know the wall is blown up. Charlie comes in flying with her dragon wings.

”WHERE… IS… MY… DAUGHTER?!” She yells. 

Chapter Text

Two Seconds Later

~CHARLIE’S POV~

“What? This bitch is yours?” A dying man says. I stab him with my trident slamming him into the wall.

“That’s Princess of Hell to you, pig.” I growl. I grab my half passed out daughter and walk off.

~🕰️~

Two Hours Later

In the Car, Somewhere in The Pride Ring

~LOUIE’S POV~

I wake up with a groan on Mama’s lap. Mami glares at me.

‘We really did it this time girls.’ I link my wolves.

”Let me start by saying I’m sorry.” 

“You’re sorry? YOU’RE SORRY?! WHAT- WHAT WERE YOU DOING?!” She says, reminding me of when I was little and was caught sneaking off to practice flying. 

I lie blushing, “I-I was with a friend. A gal pal had an emergency and I went to help her.”

”LIAR!” She yells. 

I flinch at the word. Yes I did- do occasionally lie, but there’s nothing I like less than being called a liar.

I only lie when I think I absolutely have too.

“Okay, okay. I’m lying, but I… I can’t tell.” I answer. 

“Very well. You’re grounded again. And I don’t think I’ve ever been more disappointed in you.” She says. 

I look down sadly. 

“Try to relax, Vaggie. Everything is going to be fine.” Mama says touching her wife’s shoulders. Mami smiles and I flinch.

I might never have that. Sol might leave me when he finds out the truth about my nerves surrounding the kid issue.

~🕰️~

An Hour Later

The Hazbin Hotel

~VAGGIE’S POV~

Louie immediately runs out of the car sobbing. “Louie.” I call after her. Keekee, Glitz, and Glam go after her. “Oh no.”

She just keeps running until she gets to Harper who was waiting for us by the door. 

“Oh, L. Let’s get you inside. It’s super pillow fort sleepover secret exchange time.” She says. She laughs at the silly name and nods.

Charlie told me that when Harper first arrived, she really needed a friend, so Louie made her a pillow fort to help her feel safe cuddling up to her and they shared secrets.

My sweet little angel…

”Vaggie… she just needs space. She’ll come to us when she’s ready.” Charlie says trying to comfort me as Harper smiles and walks her in. I give my wife a small smile. 

But time and space maybe the only thing we don’t have.

Flashback

We had expected to find her with Bee in Gluttony, so we immediately rushed to the door as soon as I told Charlie she was missing.

But my surprise, Lucifer is there at the door holding an invitation… with the Heavenly Seal. 

It’s what we always feared.

‘My baby! They want my baby!’ I think scared.

“F- God has invited us to a dinner celebrating Louie’s ascension and welcoming her to Heaven and its noblest ranks.” He says.

“What?!” I ask. 

“NO! They’re not taking our baby!” Charlie says. 

“We don’t have a choice. He wants to take her to learn the ways of an angel.” He says. 

“Well, we need to go. Show Him that we can teach her better down here.” I say.

Charlie perks up smiling 

“Vaggie, you’re a genius.” She says before kissing me.

Back to reality

”I love you, baby, but I don’t know. I just don’t know.” I say sadly.

”Well, I do. We’ll all be fine as long as we have each other.” She says pulling me in close.

More than anything,

More than anything,

You need to know,

I love you

And our daughters

More than anything,

More than anything.

We kiss passionately and walk upstairs.

~🕰️~

Two Weeks Later (April 8th)

My Room

~LOUIE’S POV~

“Okay,” Mami says straightening out the bow in my hair. She looks around my body so I’m looking her in the eye. “you remember what to say, what to do, how to act?”

”’Hello Your Divinity. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Luna-Belle Milagro Lucía Morningstar’, curtsey and shake hands, & keep my temper in check.” I answer as Mama brushes the bottom of my hair.

I’m perfectly capable of brushing my hair myself, but I find it soothing when she does it.

I in no way want to go into this already angry.

As for my second middle name, when my moms signed my birth certificate, it felt like there was a missing piece. Eventually they realized they needed to honor my grandfather after his continued love and support in some way and they were planning on either naming me Belle or Lucía, so they made it my 2nd middle name.

The name meaning ‘of the light’ or ‘light-bringer’ also honored his past role as “Heaven’s Light-bringer” and before I was born, Mama used to call me her little bright light of hope.

“Perfect.” Mami says cuddling me.

All Mama and Mami have told me is that the Heavenly Father wants to meet me.

She hasn’t said why, but me. Me, Young Princess of the Demons, Crown Princess of the Relm of Hell!

It is of utmost importance that this goes well. Nothing—absolutely no thing—no matter how small, can go wrong 

But… ‘It’s ridiculous! I mean, why now?! He has to have known about me- about us!’ I say on my private link to just Selene. ‘Didn’t he?’

’Remember? Mama was stillborn. He couldn’t have known about her… let alone about us.’ She tells me.

That’s true. Mama was born dead, it’s how she escaped the curse. She only lived because high ranking Angels, even if they’ve fallen, have the ability to breathe, literally breathe, life into beings.

It’s taxing, and could kill you, so out of all the angelic beings, God is the only one who can do it without a worry.

PopPop was just sick of how cruel He was being. Lilith was full term for the first time, Mama was active right before she was born. It-It-It- It’s just too much.

You’re probably wondering why he didn’t just do that with all of the miscarriages. It’s because he knew they would be too weak to survive on the outside. 

I think it’s partially why Lilith is,… well Lilith.

But neither Mama nor Mami know the truth. And we’d like to keep it that way.

I only found out because.…

I shake it off.

Back on topic, I just hope that God wants to amend all the bad blood between angels and demons and support the Hotel. 

Mama has me dressed in a white dress with tiny bits of gold that will suit my blue eyes in my heavenly form perfectly.

PopPop, Lilith, Mama and Mami are wearing similar outfits-Mama and PopPop in white and gold suits and Mami in a dress like mine-to present unity. 

“You ready?” He asks coming in. Speak of the devil. Literally. 

I get out of my chair and hug him, knowing this is going to be very hard on him. 

Especially since he’s wearing the robes he hasn’t been in since his fall.

“There’s my girl. Show me.” He says. I slowly spin. He has to wipe a tear. “Oh LoLo, you look breathtaking.”

”PopPop.” I say bashfully.

”Absolutely stunning, darling.” Lilith says.

She is wearing a similar dress to the one she wore when she married PopPop.

It was a sinful, but not too sinful white mermaid gown with her usual pearls. 

In addition to that, she was reminding them all of everything that they did to her only because she never loved (and was practically mentally and physically tortured by) the one she was supposed to love and instead fell (both in a love sense and a fell to hell sense) for God’s favorite angel.

I know.…

I liked the way she was thinking, too.

But I’m especially nervous about that.

None of my so called aunts and uncles can even tolerate Lilith. And Lilith certainly has lost no love for them either over the last few millennias. I’m just worried that she will make a scene.

I smile at the compliment and sit back down to pop some pimples. 

‘Oh, please, please, please don’t let her make a scene.’ I plead with no one in particular.

We’re not super close, but we’re closer than we were when I was five. It isn’t as good as when I was a baby, but she did… something that I try to suppress, but she broke my trust because not only kept a secret from me, but she lied to all of us and she made me a promise, and when she unknowingly broke it IT ALMOST FUCKING COST ME MY FUCKING LIFE! 

Sensing that I am having an unpleasant thought, KeeKee hops into my lap purring while Glitz and Glam float around me, nuzzling into me.

”Aww.” Everyone says, making me blush a little.

“Thanks, you guys.” I say nuzzling all three back at once.

”Well, we better go. Angels don’t take kindly to tardiness.” Mami says holding my shoulders. I stand, taking a breath.

”You would know all about that, wouldn’t you?!” Lilith asks harshly.

Mami yanks me out of the way and back onto the chair and they get into a glare standoff.

”Mom, Vaggie, please… we’re all a little stressed, but we can’t go into this already agitated.” Mama says.

I send out my aura a little to help everyone calm down. It seems to have worked… sort of, so success?

I get up, only to be stopped by KeeKee, who was holding my leg with both her paws and had the end of my skirt in her mouth.

”Come on, Kek.” I say stopping. I pick her up so she is lying on her stomach and say, “I got to go now, but I’ll see you later tonight.” I nuzzle her fur.

Glitz and Glam are coming with me because they go everywhere with me.

I put her down and we walk downstairs to get the goodbye hugs done.

”I’ll miss you, L.” Harper says hugging me tightly. 

“Harp, it’s not like I’m leaving forever. I’ll only be gone for a few hours, tops.” I answer her. She flinches, making her look like she knows something, but I shrug it off.

It can’t be as important as what I need to ask her. “Remember to help your dads watch out for Mags for me.”

No fucking way was I bringing Mags with me. She has PTSD, she’d be terrified. I wasn’t going to bring her anywhere near Heaven, much less to Heaven, unless it was at least 1000% her choice. We took a vote, it was unanimous. 

That is why Lilith is getting to go.

Harper nods at me just as the portal starts to appear.

Mama shoves us all in and says, “Bye!”

~🕰️~

The Sanctuary (Estate of the Archangels), The Celestial Realm

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

As soon as I arrive, I start to glow as my angelic form appears.

I look back to see my wings and flutter a bit.

“Good to see you again.” I say to my beautiful wings.

I was grounded, remember? I haven’t seen my wings in two weeks. 

There wasn’t any point. They were clipped.

Literally.

I look around at the Celestial Realm. It’s glorious.

The highest level of Heaven where only the highest ranking angels and their guests are allowed and we’re here.

Everything looks like it’s made of either gold or crystal. 

I spot a beautiful crystal fountain with lily pads and a beautiful instruments carved into the center and a gold fiddle sculpted into the spout.

Wait…

‘There’s a fucking fountain indoors! A fountain.’ I think. That would be a perfect place to rest or read a book.

But then I hear a gasp and then feel an incredibly daunting, angelic presence.

I gasp.

It’s PopPop, as he stares at the fountain reminiscently. His true form… It’s beautiful!

His sclera is white with blue irises, his carpometacarpi (the joint on top of his feathers) are light blue like mine, and his feathers are pure gold.

Mama stares at him in awe and Lilith looks at him like she hasn’t seen the man—or in this case the angel—she fell in love with for over ten thousand years.

She hasn’t.

”I made this fountain for your grandmother, Louie.” He says. He looks at us with a bittersweet smile, completely oblivious. “I thought it would be the perfect spot for her to rest while I was attending to my royal duties, or spend time together when she got here.”

But we just stand there ‘oohing’ and ‘ahhing’.

“What?” He asks chuckling.

”It’s your angelic form PopPop, it’s amazing!” I say in awe.

He hovers over the reflective pool to look at his reflection. ”What?!” He asks.

“A gift from Father, Sameal.” A feminine voice I don’t recognize says, making me jump.

Glitz and Glam growl at the voice looking in all directions, ready to attack. 

A young woman manifests into the room. She appears to be wearing a battle suit and she has the same white skin as us and long icy blonde hair as well as blue eyes. “Or should I call you Lucifer now?”

”Ariel!? Little sister, is that really you?” He says happily.

Okay, let me back up a second and explain who was born first in the family.

In birth order it went;

1. Uriel (/m)
2. Michael (/m)
3. Sameal aka Lucifer (/m)
   • (Michael and PopPop are twins) 
4. Raphael (/m)
5. Camael (/f)
6. Azrael (/m)
7. Zadkiel (/f)
8. Gabriel (/m
9. Ariel (/f)
10. Jophiel (/f)

Then there were the angels and heavenly being that were created/born after PopPop fell;

1. Raguel (/m)
2. Sariel (/f)
3. Remiel (/f)
4. Jesus (/m)
5. Me 

Anyway, back to the story of my life.

”Hello, brother. I missed you, and I wanted you to know I never hated you.” Ariel, the Archangel of Nature, says.

“I missed you too, little sister and thank you.” He replies. She hugs him tightly, he recoils in surprise for a moment, but soon he hugs back.

‘Well, I’ll be damned.’ I think. Or as Heather Chandler would say, “Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw.”

But then Lilith pulls me over with her magic, making my heels drag and squeak as I try to resist making them glare at her.

Mama is grown, so Lilith knows she can’t force her to stay away.

“Lilith.” Ariel says bitterly.

”Ariel.” Lilith says icily as she grips my shoulders tightly, almost painfully tightly. Almost.

Rrrr-uht roh.

Did you know they are sometimes depicted as enemies?

Yeah, that’s 1000% true.

”Okay, okay. We should probably go now so as to not keep G- His Divinity, waiting too long.” I say before someone—or someones—can ruin this for their husband and/or brother.

“He’s not expecting us for a few minutes. And I would like to get to know my nieces.” Ariel says.

“Hi.” Mama says stepping forward. She takes her hand and shakes it saying, “Charlie.” She gestures towards me with her hands gently and says, “That’s my daughter, Luna-Belle that you just met. And those two with her are her bodyguards Glitz and Glam.” We wave with a smile and she immediately starts waving back. “Oh, oh, oh. And this is my beautiful wife, Vaggie.”

Mami smiles at her, but Ariel flinched at the word ‘wife’.

She isn’t homophobic. She was just surprised.

She couldn’t be. There are tons of LGBTQ+ souls and in heaven that loved and followed the Lord in almost all manners in their human lives and even some allies of the community, like Del Shores, Oscar Wilde, Nadia Bolz-Weber, Kathy Baldock, Sister Jeannine Gramick, and Sol’s biological mom.

I feel something zip by me. “Welcome to the Estate of the Archangels!”

”Is this?” I ask excitedly.

”Yes, my dear darling granddaughter, this is your Uncle Gabriel.” PopPop says introducing us.

”Yes, dear. I most certainly am. I am the Great Messenger of God. And I must say is so nice to finally get to see you both in person.” He says. He zips over to me and flies around me to look at me. “You’ve grown, you’ve blossomed, you’ve gotten so much bigger.” He zips off, the airstream that follows tickles me, so I giggle. “You know, I’ve periodically been checking up on you and your mother since you both were born, and I have to say-” He zips back over and pinches my cheek and says in a baby voice, “You were so cute as a baby!” He pats my head and zips off once more.

“And, Sammie, please don’t start comparing her to your appearance, cause she very clearly has her mother’s looks and he mother is her own divine beauty.” 

I have to stifle a laugh as he pretends to be offended. “Oh, how you’ve wounded me with your hurtful compliments.” He says sarcastically. “I’ve missed you, Gabe.” 

“And I’ve missed you as well, dear brother.” He says.

Well, if I have to stay in heaven in the future, at least my grandfather can reunite with some of his siblings when he visits. Even if just for a bit.

”We’re ready for you now. Follow me.” A cherub says. 

We look to where he’s going and see that he’s heading for very high up room.

Mami grabs hold of Mama bridal style and flies up. (Mama doesn’t like showing her demonic or angelic wings because she was taught not to and followed that until she hadn’t seen them for so long, she forgot she had them).

While they fly up like that, Lilith floats up and everyone else flies up normal style.

”Your Divinity, may I present Crown Princess Luna-Belle Morningstar of Heaven & Hell, Crown Princess Charlotte Morningstar of Hell, Crown Princess Consort Vagatha Morningstar of Hell, King Lucifer Morningstar of Hell, and Queen Lilith Morningstar of Hell.” 

A fanfare is played right before the doors open and we gracefully fly in.

I look around to take everything in. The beautiful crystal walls, the ceiling made of clear diamond so you could watch the stars that my grandfather put in the night sky, the tall and white skin man, the floors also made of crystal....

Wait a minute. Tall and white skinned. That must be God!

“Ho-ly shit.” I say as I fall.

I only didn’t know it was Him because He really doesn’t look how humanity pictures Him.

You know, based on the books that I’ve read.

He’s a tall, white-skinned man with four eyes floating next to His head, and He has a wide, toothy grin on His face. He is wearing a fancy white button-up suit lined in gold, golden epaulettes that looks like wings, white golden tipped shoes, a large white top hat with a golden cross that is attached to golden leaves sewn onto the Wilde, black gloves, a black bow tie, and a long cape with a universe design underneath.

No beard, no visible hair at all actually.

(Disclaimer; Depiction of God inspired by Eliss07 on Hazbin Hotel Fannon)

Glitz and Glam managed to catch me before I could get hurt, so good news, but my hair got disheveled.

“H- hello, Your Divinity, I’m- I’m Louie-” I say straightening my hair. I quickly correct myself, “Luna-Belle, but everyone calls me Louie.”

”Yeah, I know.” He says glaring at PopPop, who clearly looks nervous and is trying to look everywhere else.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you.” I say, choosing to focus on being polite and my goal rather than on my protective instincts.

“Nice to meet you too, My Great Granddaughter.” He says extending his hand.

I half expect him to be a hologram, but when my hand doesn’t go through, I jump back in surprise.

“Sorry. I was expecting that you were a hologram.” I say carefully. I laugh to make it out to be a joke.

He glares at me—oh no, I’ve offended God!—then he laughs. I breathe a sigh of relief that I didn’t realize I was holding.

”Please. Sit.” He says gesturing to two seats down from him.

I take my spot as does everyone else. It goes God at the head of the table, Mama on his right, then me, then Mami, then PopPop, and Lilith was… well, she…

She was at the other end of the table on the left of the seat across from God.

One thing was absolutely abundantly clear, He wanted her as far away from Him, us, and the archangels as demonically possible.

On that topic, soon the other thirteen archangels arrive, followed closely behind by Emily and Sera.

Sera takes her assigned seat as far away from me as possible about five seats from Lilith, which I am grateful for.

’He really put thought into this.’ I think. Selene and Lia both nod.

He probably thought that I wouldn’t feel comfortable sitting directly next to him in the spot of honor, so he put my mom there.

”We are still waiting on a few more. However, our last two guests won’t be here until dinner is just about done, so when Adam gets here, we can start our appetizers.” 

We all pay no mind to that.

Well, all except for Lilith, who is probably hoping it is a different Adam.

“WHAT UP, BIG G?!” An arrogant man says arrogantly flying in arrogantly.

He wore a mask that appeared similar to the Exorcists, though with normal-looking eyes and golden facial expressions. The mask also held a pair of horns similar to an Exorcist, albeit a little longer, a bit smoother, and with a golden ornamental attachment on the tips.

He also had a pair of large, golden wings on his back and a bright gold halo. Like the Exorcists, his halo has two spikes pointing up and down from each other, though these spikes are located at the front of his halo as opposed to the likes of Lute's halo, which has its spikes in the middle, joined by a small dot.

“ADAM?” PopPop, Mama, Lilith, and Mami all say simultaneously.

“That’s my name. Don’t wear it out.” He says walking over to his assigned spot. Right across from Lilith.

“Hey there, my sweet little Lili. Long time no see.” 

“Don’t call me that. Don’t talk to me. Don’t even look at me.” She says bitterly.

One of them probably would’ve said more, but at that moment, appetizers arrived.

I see all of my favorite appetizers lined up. Hummus with pita bread & chips, guac with salsa, queso, and strawberries, but not chocolate covered because that’s a crime against demon-kind in my opinion.

I unconsciously say, “Thank you.” But my brain was busy racking my brain for why my family could possibly know this man, no, this angel.

”Of course.” God says.

Wait, familiar with Lilith, arrogant, my moms know him.…

Wait!

”Wait, your name is Adam? Like the first man, Adam? That means you… Oh.…” I say finally catching up.

I quickly put the pieces together. I had only spent two minutes with him and I’m already realizing the stories that I was told did not do him justice.

He’s much, much worse.

Then I say in a low voice as my face pinches up, “That explains so much.” 

”I know. I fucking rock.” He says as he holds up his hand in a rock and roll sign munching on a rib.

Lilith kicks him to tell him to shut his trap, feigning innocence when he looks at her accusingly and I have to hold back a growl.

Sensing that I was tense, Glitz and Glam pop up from behind holding my head with their top hooves, making me look up at them with a fond smile. They both fly down and cuddle into my lap.

I stroke their fur, letting the cottony softness calm me down.

“Wait, what the fuck are those?” Archangel Michael says, with a hint of disgust.

Choosing to ignore that, I say, ”They are called Logma, half dragon, half horse creatures from Chinese mythology, and they are my bodyguards! This is Glitz and that’s Glam. PopPop made them for me.” I reply proudly.

He and the girls all give prideful smiles as I talk about them.

I look to God and say, ”I hope it’s okay that I brought them. They’re used to going everywhere with me.”

He nods.

Adam breaks into hysterical laughter after that.

”Something funny, Adam?” PopPop asks, angry that his creations are being disrespected.

”Sorry, it’s just… you got to admit it’s pretty fucking funny. The Princess of Hell actually needing bodyguards when Mami was one of my tip top girls, the very first winner to be accepted into my army.” He says. Mami flinches and Mama glares at him. “What, didn’t Mami ever theach her wittle baby girw thho fighthh sho shhe needs wittle horises tho do ith for her?” He was clearly infantilizing me to get me to lose my cool. He laughs again.

And I admit, I almost fall for it, but the girls stopped me, each putting a hoof on my stomach.

Don’t know why they picked there, but it worked.

“Gee, golly, Mishther.” I say innocently using my puppy eyes and holding my hands at my cheek in fists. I glare at him and say, “Glitz and Glam protect me when I’m too busy fighting everything else and protecting everybody else to protect myself. And for your information, not that it’s any of your business, but Mami tell me everything I know.” I say. The second part was a lie,  but it was a lie that needed to be made. “And she would’ve taught me more, but that never happened because she was TAKEN FROM ME, FROM US BY YOUR PSYCHO LIEUTENANT, ON MY FIFTH BIRTHDAY!”

God looks confusedly between me, my mothers, and Adam.

Speaking of Mami, she nervously breaks into forced laughter.

“What my daughter is trying to say is we had an agreement that I would start training her b- more combat skills when she turned ten.” She says nervously, but we were both ignored.

She really did promise me that, but she used it to go along with my story.

”Hey, now I think about it, that one looks like the dragon thing that Lute took out during extermination day.” He says with a smug smile pointing at Glam. He looks up in thought and says, “It was so fucking badass. Wonder whatever happened to her.”

We all growl at him for talking about Dazzle that way.

I stroke Glam’s head, then Glitz’s.

Sibling rivalry and what-not.

”Lute is rotting in Tartarus where she belongs after what she did to my people and if we had it our way, you’d be with her.” I say glaring.

Lilith gives me a proud smile, but Adam shoots me a death glare. He rushes over to me ad grabs me by the throat.

”LOUIE!” My moms say. Glitz and Glam growl but they’re blocked by a shield Adam created.

God, Mama, Mami, PopPop and Ariel try to do something, but the shield blocked all of them, except God of course, but I sent Him a look to tell Him to let me handle it.

The five of them, Glitz, Glam, and the other angels shoot murderous looks at Sera and Adam.

“LET! ME! GO!” I say.

”That was cute and all, but it’s time to die with the rest of them you brat.” He says.

I glare at him, my protective instincts pushing me further.

”I’ll say it again, real slow so even you can understand;” I tell him. My demonic form comes out as I say it again, this time using my command, full force, “LET! ME! GO!”

He lets go as if in a trace and I collapse, furiously coughing as I try to catch my breath.

“You’re just proving my point, Sinner.” I say once I’ve caught my breath with venom dripping from my voice.

When he died, he became a sinner. Lute doesn’t have a clue about that.

He only looks like this because he’s in Heaven, and God temporarily allowed it.

I know because I felt a dark energy coming from him the moment he walked in. I just chose not to mention it.

He moves to strike again, but PopPop punches him away and God strikes a lightning bolt down onto Adam, practically frying him.

I snort.

”Oh my God, are you okay?!” PopPop says woriedly picking me up in a cradle hold for a hug.

”I’m okay. I’m okay. You can put me down now.” I say.

He smiles and sets me down gently.

Adam opens his big ass, arrogant mouth to say something, but Sera cuts him off.

“Adam.” She warns semi gently.

”Whatever. I'm fucking Adam! I'm the fucking man. I don’t have to take this shit from a fucking little twerp spawned by some wittle magic spell casted by Lucifer’s brat.” He says getting up, leaving, and flipping us off with both hands. “Suck my true holy light and kiss my ass, ya demon hugging, holy fuckers!” The door closes and he was gone.

The only thing that stopped me from leaving and ripping his head off then and there for the things he said about my mom, was the audience that I had watching me. And I’m certain that was the only thing stopping PopPop, Mama, and Mami.

But Lilith? Lilith was looking like she was ready to chase after him like a lioness on the hunt. 

I send out my aura for her, wrapping it around her soothingly as I slowly count backwards and forwards from 1-3 (1,2,3,3,2,1) over and over again.

Neither did anything, but it was a start.

She was going to hunt him down, but God stopped her with his hand and electrocuted his rear judging by the near by thunder sounds, making him yelp me have to stifle a laugh. “Classic.”

God smiles at me as I laugh.

Liliana visibly looks more relaxed, but she glares at me for using my magic on her. I raise my hands up in mock surrender, making her smugly grin.

”I apologize for him. I only invited him so he could mend a few bridges.” God says.

’Bullshit! He was trying to, once again, fix Lilith up with Adam.’ I think with my mental barrier up, so He wouldn’t be able to read my mind.

However, before I could swallow my remaining anger and say He didn’t have to apologize, Archangel Uriel interrupts.

“While Adam was far more cruel and more blunt than necessary, he did make a few accurate points. Since Louie is an archangel, and it’s been established that she needs bodyguards while down in Hell, it’s probably good for her to be safe up here, with her people.” He remarks.

”What is that supposed to mean?!” I yell.

“She has been safe and well cared for down in Hell with us for over 150 years, with her true people! If anything, what just happened with Adam proves she isn’t safe here and she’s only been here 15 minutes!” She rebukes. I nod.

Time feels like it moves faster in Heaven than it does in Hell. It’s still a bit different because days are shorter, but it’s the same idea. Lilith was just human for so long, she still counts time by using a human’s timeline.

“Really? Where was she when her grandmother took her out for a day and almost caused her to killed by a literal blood thirsty monster!” Michael says rhetorically. 

I whimper as Selene’s ears fold in my mind at the reminder of that horrible day, making me look like I had just been harshly slapped.

“Michael!” PopPop and God yell horrified. 

Mama and Mami immediately turn their attention to helping me.

“That was uncalled for, Son, you’re upsetting her.” God remarks.

I clutch the cloth as tears start filling my eyes as the girls place comforting hooves on me to keep me with them.

Remember when I said Lilith did something that caused me to lose trust in her and almost killed me?

Yep, that’s it.

Fight as hard to press the memory away as I may, I start flashing back, my screams ringing in my ears just as loud as the day it happened.

Flashback

(Disclaimer; the next two separate flashbacks inspired by Katrina Potter’s book ‘Charlie’s First Day Out’ & ‘One Little Duck went Swimming One Day’... on FanFiction.net & the same book on their archive of our own account, Lark_1987 )

”There’s pumped milk for her in the freezer, nap time is at 4:30; on the dot, dinner at 6 or 7 depending on how long she wants to nap, bath time at 7:30-” Mama says as Mami cuddles me to her chest.

I knew she was having just as hard a time coming to terms with this as I was.

So you understand exactly what was going on, I will tell you everything.

When Mama and PopPop were called to meet with the Sins for five days, Mami said she wanted to come to make sure the narcissistic newly crowned king of envy, Seviathan von Eldritch, would keep his ‘fucking hands off of my wife’ as she had put it, not knowing I was around to hear her. 

But try as she might to not make me feel this way, I felt as if I was being abandoned by them. When I heard how long they would be gone, I had tried everything I could to make at least one of them stay.

I may want independence and some more chances to have my freedom, but I don’t want them to leave me alone that long. We had never been under separate roofs for that long.

Mags was at a friend’s, Andy had to work, as did Rosie and the sins (as if they were even responsible and/or doing it for the right reasons), Alastor was in no way even an option, neither were Uncle Husk or Aunt Cherri alone. 

“And bedtime is at 8. If she gets fussy, just sing to her. And above all, do not use a high chair when feeding her solid foods.” They say together.

”I know it’s a lot, Mom. Maybe we can take her with us.” Mama says. I brighten up a bit at the idea.

It wasn’t as if I wasn’t content with it being just me and Lilith. I just… while I always had the words, most of the time I didn’t know how to say them. My moms raised me, so they don’t have to hear me speak to know what I wanted. 

In fact, they preferred if I don’t speak or link them unless it was necessary.

I also had a strong feeling something bad was going to happen, which is why I decided not to go flying today, opting to just take my nap in the safety of the castle instead. 

Also, Lilith was on tour when she wasn’t trying to rebuild her connection with my mother.

Sure, she had taken the next five days off to spend time with me, but she still had her duties as Queen to tend to. And I always had a feeling she’d leave me. It’s why I kept her at bay....

Anyway, that would mean I was going to get stuck hiding from Nanny of the Nightmares.

Sure, I hadn’t seen her in a while, but she could have escaped. Way too many people have somehow escaped the castle’s dungeons. Heck, even Tartarus wasn’t utterly impossible to break out of if you knew how, so if one of us ever got accidentally stuck in one of the cells, we could get out.

*whispers I’ve heard of escape tunnels being dug under beds.

Even a monster of a sinner with horrific… beauty… habits snuck out of Tartarus. Elizabeth (Erzsébet in her home country) Báth- Báth! Doh!

The Blood Countess!

Back on topic, Nanny used to say if I missed behaved or told anyone what she was doing to me, she’d find a way to get me to her.

Not that anyone believed me. Except Mama Bee, who saw how I reacted to eating in a high chair and Aunt Bel, after she continuously had to eat my nightmares every two and a half weeks.

The rest of the time, I was either at the Hotel, or not sleeping for anywhere from days to weeks at a time, or both.

This was because, everyday, while the Hotel will do lessons, I was with my grandfather, so I wouldn’t be around the newer Sinners.

PopPop was furious when he found out about the all you can eat nightmare buffet, but she didn’t tell, only doing just that because I begged her not to tell.

My nightmares were because whenever I made even the tiniest mess, she would… hurt me… badly.

“No, no, no, you’ll just get her off her routine.” She says taking me. I whimper at the unexpected contact, making Mami glare at her. “Besides she’ll probably have more fun with me than in some stuffy meeting hall.”

“I’m just going to miss her so much.” Mama says looking at me. She walks over and leaves gentle nuzzles on my nose as she says, “I love you, baby. Have so much fun with LeeLee.” As she walks away I try to get my hand free to reach for her, but instead settling for whining because I couldn’t reach. She looks at me sadly and mouths, “I’m sorry.” She kisses her hand, blowing me one last kiss and starts to walk away.

“I’ll tell you stories about Mama every night before I put you to bed.” Lilith says to cheer me up. I give her a gentle smile to tell her it worked.

”You’re the best, Mom.” Mama says hugging her. 

That’s when she walks away for Mami to say a final ‘see you later’.

”Say, ‘Bye-bye’, Louie. Say ’Bye-bye’ to Mami.” She says, gently making me wave, but there’s a hit of something in her voice I can’t pinpoint.

I try to get out of her arms as Mama holds Mami back.

I whimper at her as soon as she gets free. I can feel that she wants to take me and run back home, and that’s exactly what I want.

“Son solo unos días, Mi Cariño Chica. No te preocupes. Mamá y Mami volverán antes de que te des cuenta.” She says nuzzling my cheek making me laugh. (It’s just a few days, My Darling Girl. Don’t worry. Mama and Mommy will be back before you know it.) She kisses my cheek and says booping my nose, “Te amamos con todo nuestro corazón, nuestro pequeño milagro.” (We love you with all of our hearts, our little miracle.)

I kiss her cheek back and say, ”Yo también os quiero a los dos con todo mi corazón, Mami.” (I love you both with all my heart too, Mommy.)

She looks at me with tears filling her eye. She takes me into her embrace despite the chilling glare Lilith sends her and coos, “Oh. Louie, you’re gonna make Mami cry.” 

I let my wings wrap around her for a moment and nuzzle in, whimpering.

”There, there, Mami’s here.” 

‘I did it! I’m winning! I’m-’ I think.

”CHARLOTTE, VAGATHA, AND LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR, WILL YOU HURRY THE FUCK UP AND GET IN THIS FUCKING CAR ALREADY?! WE STILL HAVE TO PICK UP OZ AND BEE!” Uncle Satan yelled.

They glare furiously at the door, but when I whimper at the level of noise being displayed, it makes my moms look even madder.

As soon as Mami gave me back, Lilith covered my ears with something and Mami started yelling out what I now know are horribly heavy Spanish curses at Satan for upsetting her baby all way to the car. Mama angrily follows, but PopPop shrugs, blows both of his girls kisses and goes.

Lilith glares at where my Mami had been standing and I immediately whine, tears filling my eyes.

Lilith summons a bottle for me and gets me to latch and eat slowly while wiping my tears up. She cradles me by her breast and rubs circles on my back with her thumb as she bounces me. “Oh, now, now, my Lunette… there, there. It’s alright, my love. Shh. None of that now. Please don’t cry, you’ll break LeeLee’s heart. PopPop, Mama, and Mami will be back for you soon.” She says trying (and failing) to keep the malice and venom out of her voice.

She never liked my Mami. It wasn’t that she was a she; it’s that she was still a very angelic she, technically having not fallen in the same way PopPop had, but having been kicked out during an extermination by a fellow exorcist. 

It had taken a long moment to calm down, but once I did, I decided I was going to make the most of this.

After I was done, I immediately demanded to be put down and ran for the music room, only stopping to gesture for her to follow.

By the time she got to the room I was doing my warm up scales.

She walks over playing the last note of the last scale.

I smile brightly at her as she smiles back maternally, thinking that my smile would make the sun look away.

I pat next to me on the stool.

She sits happily and I cuddle into her, making her kiss my head.

I giggle as she picks me up onto her lap and keeps kissing me all over my face. I only start waving her away when I’ve been pushed to my absolute limits.

”Okay, Sweets, what do you want to start with today?” She asks putting me down.

‘Ain’t We Got Fun!’ I link her.

”Again, angelum meum?” She asks. (My angel). She chuckles and says, “I’ve sung you that one a thousand times. And I doubt it’s really approp—”

“PWEEEEASE!” I beg giving her my best puppy eyes to charm her.

It worked like, well, like a charm.

She boops my nose and tells me, “Well, anything for you, Cor meum.” (My own heart.)

“Yay! Thank you, LeeLee.” I exclaim.

“But I’m picking the next one.” She says firmly, but jokingly firm.

“Okay!” I agree. We shake on it before turning to the piano.

Together, we perfectly play the lively tune, her singing with me hopping in my favorite parts.

(Lilith singing, Louie talking , Louie singing, both singing)

Every morning,
Every evening,
Ain't we got fun?

Not much money,
Oh, but honey,
Ain't we got fun?

The rent's unpaid dear,
We haven't a bus.
But smiles were made, dear,
For people like us. 

In the winter, in the Summer,
Don't we have fun?
Times are glum and getting glummer
Still we have fun.

There's nothing surer,
The rich get rich,
And the poor get children.

In the meantime,
In between time,
Ain't we got fun!

Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happened last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name

And I'll bet two pins
A pair of twins
Just happen'd in with the bird
Still they're very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard,

Every morning,
Every evening,
Don't we have fun?

Twins and cares dear come in pairs, dear,
Don't we have fun?
We've only started
As momma and pop.
Are we downhearted?

I'll say that we're not!

Landlord's mad and getting madder.
Ain't we got fun?
Times are bad and getting badder,
Still we have fun.

There's nothing surer,
The rich get rich,
And the poor get laid off!

In the meantime,
In between time,
Ain't we got fun!

We laugh and I slide over to her laying my head on her arm as she kisses it.

And then she starts playing a lullaby! 

I pout. ‘That’s cheating!’ I whine to her.

She just slyly chuckles as she plays a soothing tune and begins to sing.

We'll show you how to own the moon
And how to bounce the world just like a toy balloon
We'll show you how to have your way
And help yourself to wishes on a silver tray

You wanna fly to Valley High
Or pick another island you would like to buy
You can travel cheap when you're fast asleep
Cause it doesn't cost a dime to dream

We'll line our walls with dollar bills
And use the wrinkle ones to wipe our windows sills
Pour our old champagne down the kitchen drain
No, it doesn't cost a dime to dream

We will call up the President's family residents
Pay off the national dеbt
And if wе find the president slightly hesitant
We'll say we have a lot left yet

A fancy home,
Why that's a snap
To get from room to room,
We'll have to have a map
Just to see this prize,
Oaanly close your eyes
It doesn't cost a dime to dream

We play roulette,
We place our bet
We lose a million bucks,
And cut out crepes suzette
Call the U.S. Mint,
What we need they'll print
It doesn't cost a dime to dream

We'll have a maid, who has a maid,
Who has a maid to serve the two maids lemonade
We will spend our dough just like H2O
Rent a town in Spain just to entertain
Give the dice a spin
Watch the chips roll in
If you only pay attention to our scheme

I yawn and fall asleep, head on her lap like it was a pillow as she uses her magic to play. She picks me up, cradling me and rubs down my nasion to my glabellea a few times to make me even more sleepy and relaxed.

So won't you go to sleep
Count some pedigreed sheep
'Cause it doesn't cost a dime
To dream

I yawn and coo cuddling a little more.

"Looks like someone's ready for nap time." She cooed softly. 

Just as I’m starting to really fall asleep, I feel her pick me up and carry me to ready me for sleep, changing me into pajamas, giving me my favorite apple themed pacifier, and doing all the other things parents do to ready a baby for sleep.

She picks me up in a shoulder hold and kisses my head gently. "There we go, all ready for a nice little trip to dreamland." 

Usually, I would’ve scoffed at that, but I was too tired. 

I drift off clutching onto her neck as she walks me to my crib in the nursery.

Normally, sleeping on my own is not a problem, and this used to be my Mama’s room, so it smells a bit like her. But like I said, I had a feeling something bad was going to happen.

She kisses my head once more before she goes to put me down, but I immediately shriek as soon as I hit the cotton bed, making her pick me back up instinctively.

She gets further the next time. She puts me down by her bosom and strokes me on my back and where she knows it would soothe me on my noes as she says, “It’s alright baby. Don’t cry. You need to sleep now. I’ll be back for you soon.” She gets as far as the door when she hears me crying.

As lay there crying my eyes out, I hear her telling herself in her head, 'I'm stronger than this. I'm stronger than this. I'm stronger than this.’ She gives a small smile that was meant to be reassuring and sends out an aura full of love to calm me down as she softly closes the door.

Spoiler alert, that just edged me on. I spit out the pacifier and I cry, “LEELEE! DON’T YOU LEAVE ME TOO!”

’Damn it. Damn it all.’ She thinks. She rushes back in and bends over to start stroking my cheek as she coos softly, “What’s gotten into you, Little Lady, huh?”

”Bad feeling.” I whine.

”Oh, little one.” She says picking me back up so she’s cradling me. She starts rocking me and sings, “Nothing's gonna harm you, darling. Not while I'm around.”

She tries again as she sings, but I cling onto her. “NOOO!” I whine away from her ear.

”Man, you are really strong when you want to be.” She says straining to get me off.

It was mostly because I was mad that she thought she could just leave me.

’I have a bad feeling. If I’m good, can I stay with you?’ I ask.

She flinches as she wasn’t fully paying attention last time, but nods, knowing to never ignore that after what happened with that snake. “Don’t say that. You’re always perfect to me.”

“But Nanny said around PopPop I’m always wic—” I say.

She kisses my cheek, putting her head against mine and says, “Never mind what that awful woman said. It’s not true. You’re not wicked, okay?” She holds me so I’m looking her in the eye. “You’re sensational,” She nuzzles my nose, making me giggle as she says, “and one of a kind.”

I hug her neck and fall asleep there as she hugs back. ‘Love you too.’ I link as I fall asleep.

”Andrea.” She calls out for her personal maid. Andrea comes rushing over and stands at attention. “Please have the staff get one of my daughter’s old bassinets and have them put it next to my desk in my office.” 

“Of course, Your Highness.” Andrea replies, probably with a bow and about to leave to carry out her task.

”And-” LeeLee says stopping her from leaving. She goes back for my favorite blanket. A red silk blanket that used to belong to my mother. “have them put this in it.”

I hear Andrea scuttle off to find the staff as she starts my whole routine again. 

A few minutes later I feel us move again and I feel my grandmother nuzzle my cheek making me coo before she puts me down slowly, tucking me in and placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. 

I let out another yawn as she gently rocks the bassinet, gently humming.

”All tucked in, safe and sound.” She quietly leans down, kisses my cheek one more time and whispers, “I love you. Sweet dreams, my angel.”

I give her a sleepy smile and finally doze off.

The next almost hour and a half, she caught up on paperwork while I napped peacefully in an old, large bassinet in her office, next to her desk.

The reason she had to get the imps to bring her one of my mom’s is because I’m not usually allowed in here. She said I’d distract her with ‘how cute I was’.

But I think it was more about keeping her space tidy more than anything else, as while I was not the messiest baby, I wasn’t the cleanliest either.

And the only thing she hated more than anything when it came to work than having her space a mess—she said it threw her off her flow—was being interrupted when in a work flow by a person.

Well, unless it was a family member on a special occasion or for a very important reason.

Anyway, where was I?

Ah yes.

I napped peacefully, with her checking on me every fifteen minutes, until I heard a nock. I feel Lilith look at me and my ears go up as I sit up and growl, sensing a nefarious person on the other side.

“Uh, excuse me, Your Majesty?” An imp, Willow I believe, says nervously as she peeks in. 

I relax a tiny bit when I realize she’s not the one who’s dangerous. But I’m on alert because I know there is danger lurking somewhere.

However, I always liked Willow. She always snuck me goodies from the kitchen whenever she had kitchen duty when Nanny was in the picture. And she’d often bing her kids to play.

Lilith picks me and my favorite blanket—that she took from my room for my nap—up with her magic.

“Willow, didn’t I make it clear that I’m not to be disturbed for any reason during my time with my granddaughter?! I’m trying to get her to nap!” She growls protectively shielding me.

I whimper at her volume so she turns her attention to calming me down with shushes. She gives me some Eskimo kisses when I stop.

”Apologies, Your Majesty, but your agent is here and he demands an audience with you.” Willow says scared as Lilith kisses my head.

She looks at the imp with a mad, but curious face. ”Why?” Lilith asks firmly, but slightly calmer. 

”Something about a magazine shoot.” Willow answers.

A wave of dread fills me. This is it.

I hurriedly bury myself in Lilith’s hair to signal that to her.

She read me loud and clear and immediately started patting my back in comfort.

”No! As I’ve already told him, I’m taking a few days off as my baby granddaughter needs my care.” She answers.

She gently uses the blanket to hide me because her manager will definitely invite himself in, leaving out my face so I can breathe.

Which he did.

“Oh, come on, Lil. It’s just a small photoshoot.” A man says barging in Lilith. I look round using my wolf eyes, only catching a glimpse of his obviously expensive shoes—snake skin shoes—and muffledly growl at him, recognizing him as a source of danger and Lilith joins me growling at his disrespect.

He quietly growls and says through his teeth, “My apologies, Your Majesty, but it’s only a small shoot.” He pauses to compose himself better.

“A few gorgeous dresses, a time to answer questions. And think how happy your daughter would be if you used this time to promote that silly little, costly, waste-of-time-and-space project of her’s.”

We growl at him again. He actually had the audacity to call my home silly and a waste and basically call my mother stupid right in front of me, in front of us.

If this was happening in the present, I would have marched right up to him and punched him so hard, he’d have been knocked unconscious for two weeks.

At least two weeks.

Lilith and I look at each other at that and then back to him, slightly quieting our growls.

He happily says, ”Is this the famous princess?” He obviously just noticed me.

“Clef, this is my granddaughter. Crown Princess Luna-Belle Milagro Lucía Morningstar.” She introduces reluctantly—but totally brimming with pride—taking off the blanket and moving me so I can get a look at him.

This particular sinner looked a bit like a Howler Monkey, which I found really ironic. I heard the music business described as monkey business quite a few times. 

The biggest thing about him, literally, was his hands. They were huge, so he probably strangled someone—or someones—in his human life.

I allow myself to princess wave, thinking the almost exact same thing she is. That, now that he has seen me, it’s rude to ignore his existence and not introduce myself.

“I see why you talk about her so much. Charlie did a good job with her. She’s beautiful.” He says.

”I know I can speak for Charlie when I say thank you.” She says smiling.

He walks closer and as Lilith quickly says, “I really must object to you doing that. Someone’s appearance woke her up from her nap so she’s a bit cranky.”

I growl a warning at him when he gets too close.

“Shy, isn’t the little br-” He says. I growl and try to bite him. Lilith almost lets me, but she pulled me away at the last second before I can get any of his flesh in my mouth. What a bummer, but also not.

I don’t want his germs.

Point is, she doesn’t have to have my ability to read minds to know he was going to call me a brat, and if he wants a brat, I’ll give him a real brat.

“bright darling. You know, the designer does kids couture too.” 

‘I admire his ability to think quick while covering his ass. A hard, but necessary skill, especially in front of a demoness, let alone a demon queen, known for her violent temper. Respect. Still don’t like and/or trust him, but still… respect.’ I think. Selene nods in agreement.

Again we look at each other. Lilith nods allowing him to come close so we can better study the drawings.

I keep quiet during this time because she allowed him into our space now and he was fairly respectful. 

And, as much as I hate to admit it, he was right. The dresses were absolutely gorgeous. 

Also, it would be nice to be photographed again. The last time I was photographed, it was for a painted family portrait with all of us shortly after my coronation.

Mags and I were in the middle (I was in her lap) and our moms were on either side of us with PopPop and LeeLee standing next to them, PopPop with Mami, and LeeLee with Mama.

It turned out so beautifully.

‘And Lucifer would love taking that silver one off and-’ She thinks.

I cover my ears and gag. It was times like that when I realized that my ‘gift’ was more of a curse.

“Huh?” Clef goes. I mentally slap myself.

I do not like anyone I don’t know, especially when I sense danger, knowing what I can do. From as little to talking to as big as mid reading & linking and healing with my saliva.

I know this is me being paranoid, but look at it from my perspective. I am the young Princess of Hell, that makes me valuable enough even without the powers. I have had a giant money sign sized target on my back since the moment I was born. No, since I was conceived.

If I was ever kidnapped, again because I had been, I didn’t want anyone to have a reason to pursue… less desirable alternatives to ransoming me back. 

Which is why my moms don’t want me around sinners. Even the newer residents at the Hotel. Hell barely even knows I exist.

’Sorry.’ She thinks for me to hear it without her actually saying anything. I nod into her neck so it looks like I’m just nuzzling her.

It’s then we spot two matching dresses that look like the night sky full of stars.

“Oooh!” I say accidentally. I cover my mouth.

”She talks?” He asks.

”A bit.” She answers back nodding.

”So, what do you think?” He asks.

”We need to check with her mother first, but how soon can they make ‘the Starry Night’ dress for us both?” She asks.

”With her measurements? By the end of the day.” He answers trying to conceal his happiness. He knows he’s wining us over. “Sooner, if you wish.”

“I will get back to you with an answer soon. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to try to get Louie to nap again.” She says leaving with me.

We walk to my nursery and sit down as she quickly summons a bottle for me. The spells in here allow her to hear my links better.

She looks at me and says, “What do you think, Sweetie? It would be a great opportunity to support the Hotel.” I nod, but take a minute to think.

’I think we should do it. BUT on one condition. You’re going to have to promise me… Promise me that you’ll be by my side as much as possible. Promise me that when you’re busy, you’ll still listen and pay attention to my signals around the workers. If my ears go up, that means danger. If I whine around a sinner, it means they have ill intent.’ I link her.

“On my honor, I promise.” She says as I finish eating.

‘And we have to tell Mama.’ I link back. She takes out her phone and FaceTimes Mama, handing me the phone as it rings.

Thinking back, this was probably so I could make Mama say no. That if she saw me, all cute and innocent, it would make her consider that I was still too young to be out in public.

”Hi baby! How are you? Are you being a good girl for LeeLee?” She asks happily as soon as she picks up.

“We ha- having fun.” I answer as best as I can. Spanish was easier for me, but Mama didn’t know that much.

“Aww!” She says.

”¡Hola, mi amor!” Mami says as Mama tilts the phone so I can see her, knowing right away I would want to. (Hi, my love!). I wave excitedly at her.

“So, Char,… Clef told me that a magazine company wants us to come in for a shoot tomorrow and we want to use it to talk about the Hotel. I know you don’t like the idea of having her image out there too much, so we thought we’d ask before committing to anything.” Lilith says.

I think she was hopeful that Mama would say no, but I knew she’d say yes.

The Hotel was going through a dry spell, so we needed every opportunity to get people interested.

True, we don’t charge anyone anything, but the longer no sinners come, the more it’s ridiculed on the news, and then people won’t want to come more, and the cycle keeps going on.

That’s the only reason I agreed. To help my home.

But, I could have sworn I heard Mami quietly say the word, “no”.

”Well, if you are sure to approve the photos and keep the shoot appropriate, I guess it’s fine. Just if they ask what you’ve been up to, use the time to talk about the Hotel and make sure you save a picture for us to hang in our room.”

Knowing LeeLee, she was planning on doing the same thing for her own room with PopPop. 

“Of course I will.” She tells Mama. She sighs reluctantly saying, “Well, I guess I better tell Clef to get everything organized. Love you, baby.”

”Love you too, Mom. Bye-bye, Baby.” Mama says before kissing the screen and hanging up after I blew a kiss. 

Yep, that’s my Mama. A big positive ball of chipper energy and love.

The rest of the day passed by in a blink.

For dinner, LeeLee fed me peaches and honey on my tarp, with minimal protests. It only took twenty minutes of her singing, and doing the plane thing, and glamouring the food, and saying, “Come on, Honey, you have to eat. Just one bite. You’ll like it, I promise.” Even after that, it took her a minute to figure out what I wanted.

It could’ve all been avoided if she let me hold the fork myself. I decided it was time to ask for my independence when it came to food.

I was so busy refusing the food, that I forgot that I could use my words.

‘Ha ha ha. Oops.’ I think.

‘Can I try holding the fork please?’

“If it gets you to eat, Sweetie.” She says. I give it a try, and I have to stop myself from being stabbed a couple times, nearly giving Lilith a heart attack, but I did it.

It was delicious. I licked my lips. ‘You’re right. Peaches are really good with honey drizzled on them.’ I link her. I let her feed me the rest.

She even joined me for bathtime.

Everything looked so pretty. Everything—the tub, the water, the curtains, the plants, the stained glass on the windows—looked different shades of purple.

Lilith was holding me with one arm so I wouldn’t swim off after the ducks for a magical late night snack while she was shampooing my hair with the other.

”LeeLee… let go.” I say laughing.

What? It tickled!

”No can-do, kiddo. Your grandfather would kill me if I let you kill another one of his beloved rubber ducks.” She says maternally looking down at me.

That’s true. I nearly chewed a rubber duck apart last time I stayed over, using it for a teething ring.

Stupid Wolf impulses. I had to wear the stupid ducky onesie all stupid day with the stupid tail wagging to stupid make it up to him, while trying to keep Selene from making me stupid eat myself! Stupidly!

But it did work, he called me “PopPop’s Prwecious Widdle Duckling”.

Then again, he did make me take a picture with all his ducks… (*shutters)

Anyway, after we were both dry and relaxing in her bed, she told me a story about Mama when she was my around my current age at the time.

“Really?” I ask.

”Yep. She was almost two years old. She wanted to do something nice for us for our anniversary, so she got up super early and made us breakfast. Only thing that didn’t blow up were the pancakes. She made them shaped like ducks and hearts.” She says.

We chuckle as I start to yawn. “Is that why… PopPop likes Pancakes so much?” I ask rubbing my eyes with my fist in the middle of a yawn.

“That is half of it, yes.” She says, but I had already fallen asleep on her chest.

She chuckles, but she still sings to me for good measure.

Lavender's blue, dilly, dilly
lavender's green
When I am king, dilly, dilly
you shall be queen

Who told you so, dilly, dilly
who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly
that told me so.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly
set them to work
Some to the plough, dilly, dilly
some to the fork

Some to make hay, dilly, dilly
some to cut corn
While you and I, dilly, dilly
keep ourselves warm.

Lavender's green, dilly, dilly
Lavender's blue
If you love me, dilly, dilly
I will love you

Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly
And the lambs play
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly
out of harm's way

I love to dance, dilly, dilly
I love to sing
When I am queen, dilly, dilly
You'll be my king:
Who told me so, dilly, dilly
Who told me so?
I told myself, dilly, dilly
I told me so

~*~

(Trigger Warning ; Past reference to child abuse, PTSD flashbacks, panic attacks)

We wake up early for breakfast the next morning; blueberry muffins and apple cinnamon pancakes with strawberries as decorations on mine and we both eat on my tarp, chatting about.

Then, right after breakfast, we head straight for the limo, to have a much time as possible to get me accustomed.

I gulp as I see the seat. I cling on to her for dear life, breaking out into tears.

”Shh. It’s okay. I’m here. LeeLee’s here. No one will hurt you. We’ll take this slow.” She says using her magic to surround me with my favorite blanket and things that smelled like Mama and Mami. 

In order to get me comfortable she widened the car seat using magic so I would still be secure, but I wouldn’t feel locked in and I would be able to focus more on scenery. But she still had to help me with basic calming practices, like deep breathing, distraction, reading, singing, and drawing palm circles as she pleads over and over, “It’s alright, Starlight. LeeLee’s here, LeeLee’s here.”

But it didn’t work. My heart felt like it was jumping out as I got flashbacks.

I tried to breathe, but it felt like gallons of something was being placed on my lungs, forcing all the air out.

”Don‘t do this. I’ll be good. I’ll be good!” I beg as I feel hands coming into contact with my face and wieght around my neck as if it’s actually happening.

LeeLee reaches towards me, making me scream and block my face as her hand comes down as I shake and rapidly repeat over and over again, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit me, don’t hit me, don’t hit me, don’t hit me, don’t hit me!” 

“Stop the car!” She demands. The driver stops harshly at the order, pulling over to the side of the road. She growls at him as I whimper and shake, clutching onto the seat and she unbuckles me.

She pulls me out of the seat slowly, making me let out a whimper, and places me right against her heart so I could hear the steady beating. She creates a shield around us using magic.

”Shh. I’ve got you. LeeLee’s got you.” She says handing me the two toys that would be Glitz and Glam gently rocking and humming to me, making me relax just a bit. She kisses my head gently.

”I-I- I sorry. Its not you fault.” I say.

”No, no, no. Don’t apologize. You can’t help what was done.” She says. But I can feel a sense of wishing.

She thinks that if she came back sooner, there wouldn’t have been any need for Nanny.

“N- no worry. H- here now. You no able to spend enough time with me anyway for no extra help be required.” I say hugging her and nuzzling her with a purr.

As I nuzzle her, she thinks, ’Wait till I get my hands on that bitch!’ 

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I should’ve done the bubble in the beginning.” I pat her hand nuzzling in more.

I hated seeing her sad.

Eventually, I force myself to calm down enough to crawl out of her arms and look out the window, excitedly ‘oohing’ and ‘ahhing’ at the new sights of my home, making her smile and chuckle.

We pass through Cannibal Town on the way to the shoot. I see many cannibal children running around and playing and I squeal with happiness as I spot Rosie outside her shop.

I roll down the window and happily squeal out, “ROSIE!” I wave when I get her attention. 

I sometimes called her RoRo, but it was easier to say Rosie out loud, no idea why.

She happily waves back blowing a kiss, despite the glare she gets from Lilith.

Lilith never liked Auntie Rosie. I always thought it was the same thing as PopPop and Alastor; she just doesn’t like the idea of Mama having a different mother figure in her life.

Despite that, I was in a good mood until I saw where we were going. 

We pull up to a hill that leads us to the parking lot surrounding V Tower on the edge between the Vee’s territory and Cannibal Town. 

I whine, remembering everything Mama, Mags, and Andy told me about them.

”It’s okay, baby. They won’t touch you today while you’re with me at work. I’ll make sure of it. I promise.” She says cuddling me with my back on her breasts and her arms were around my upper chest.

I smile up at her, grateful for her attempt to calm me down. Then she starts tickling me, making me laugh and her smile as if she thought the sound was music to her ears.

“Besides, it's going to be so exciting and fun that you won’t even think about the Vees.”

I didn’t realize it at the time, but she was fully aware of this… unpleasant fact. 

That was the first dent in my trust when I realized it.

The second had nothing to do with this, but it’s coming.

 The car door opens and Andy greets us. 

“Welcome ta V Tower, Yo Majest- LU?!” He says. I reach for him giggling, obviously very happy to see him. He runs for me and takes me, spinning me. He showers me with kisses making me erupt into giggles.

As I burry myself in his chest fluff, I breathe in his scent, sighing and fully relaxing for the first time all day. 

“Angel.” I hear a sickeningly fake sweet singsong voice calls. He shields me protectively as Val walks over. “I thought I taught you better than this. Hands off the talent.”

Even though he said ‘talent’, it was clear he meant ‘merchandise’. 

I glare at him, but he ignores me, aiming his… ‘special attention’ straight for the queen.

“Ah, Your Majesty.” Lilith looks at him and he slowly makes his way to her. He kisses her hand only to have her look about ready to pull away. “Welcome to V Tower. I trust your drive was pleasant.”

She nods and walks off, stopping only to take me with her, carrying me in a shoulder hold so I’m still facing Andy. 

Knowing that Val was going to take this out on Andy, I send some of my necklace’s protection charm his way. 

“Come get me if use need anything, Lu!” He calls after me. I nod. 

She brings me down so I’m resting on her breast as we walk toward the elevator.

”Why do you know a porn star?” She asks when we’re in. 

‘He lives with me. He’s my goddaddy.’ I answer smiling. 

“Of course he is.” She says sarcastically. 

As soon as we get out of the elevator, we’re bombarded by makeup artists, hairdressers, and photographers. They are all speaking at once, immediately overwhelming me.

I bury my face in my grandmother’s hair. She had warned me about what would happen, but she never said anything about this.

Normally, I’d just squirm till I got away, but I feel they were waiting for an opening to take me and run off.

I whimper to let her know. She clutches me protectively to her cheek. “The first person who even reaches a hand to touch her in anyway loses that hand!” She yells. That silences them. 

“What are all you fucking unlucky, lazy bitches standing around for?” I hear a posh accent say.

‘Oh no.’ I think. 

“Get back to your stations right now unless you want me to send your sorry asses to the pits for the rest of eternity!” Velvette barks. 

Everyone screams and runs off.

‘The Pits’ aka the area where they make Val and Velvet’s ‘love potion’. It’s basically a sweatshop.

She massages her head and says without looking at us, “Apologies for the incompetence of my crew. If you will follow me, Your Highnesses, I’ll escort you both to your dressing room.” 

We walk in silence to the dressing room where we met the crew. 

Lilith sets me down and helps me balance by kneeling and holding my shoulders, gently pressing a kiss to my hairline.

“This is Melisa, one of my top models. She will take care of the princess.” 

“How do you do?” I greet as politely as I can with a wave.

‘Ding-dang-it! I did it again!’ I mentally slap myself. If there was anyone I had to keep my abilities a secret from, it was the Vees.

“Hmm. Polite enough.” Velvette says. She squats to my level to intimidate me. “I shouldn’t get too much trouble from you, now should I?”

I shrug. 

“No, she won’t give you any trouble. Just be sure to give her time to get comfortable before asking her to do anything too hard.” Lilith says. 

“Good to know.” She says uninterested as she types something out on her phone and leaves us. 

Melissa picks me up and carries me over to a table on the other end of the room. 

“Okay, Princess, while I’m getting you ready, let me know if anything makes you uncomfortable. But just so you know what’s happening, I’ll tell you what I’m doing.” Melissa says kneeling.

She was surprisingly very gentle, sweet, and patient with me every second she was getting me ready. Just like she promised, she let me know what she was going to do before she did it. She even gave me breaks every once in a while to play with me, making me erupt into giggles every time.

Every time, Lilith would look back while they were doing her make up or doing her hair, or putting on her crown, or whatever and smile as I laughed.

And when Melissa was applying blush using that poof thing, I sneezed and she just went, “Awww!

However, the reason she was being so gentle could’ve been that she was being extra careful because of the bad tempered queen who was watching her every move like a mother hawk through the mirror, and leaving a new claw mark on the desk every time I did something she deemed a signal of distress.

But, soon, it was time to get dressed for the shoot. Melissa carefully undressed me and was even more careful when she put my dress on.

I loved the dress! The fabric was a bit scratchier than I was used to, but that’s how all formal gowns were. 

After that, we were left alone to get used to the matching gowns.

Lilith kneels and holds out her arms. “Come to LeeLee, Louie.” She calls gently when my hair is fully dry and set. Finally.

I was grateful Melissa took her time, and made sure nothing upset me, but it made the entire process take way more time than it should have. Although, I was happy about not having to worry about ruining my hair and smudging my make up.

I smile and glide down before running into her arms. In my haste, I do trip on my skirt, but she picks me up into a hug.

‘I’m actually happy that we’re getting to do this together.’ I link her hugging her. 

“I am too, my love.” She says cupping my cheeks and giving me lots of Eskimo kisses, making me laugh.

We take a look at ourselves in the mirror to make sure everything is perfect.

She looks absolutely stunning in our star like embellished gowns, but what sets it above and beyond is her crown.

Her crown is pure gold embellished with intricate floral leaf motifs and small ruby gemstone that do a perfect job of catching the light and adding a little extra sparkle, emphasizing her naturally elegant beauty while drawing the eye to her more than the dress.

Honestly, dressed all matchy-matchy like this, I’m starting to see the all ways that she looks like me.

Or rather, I look like her.

She summons my crown and places it gingerly on my head.

I look fondly in the mirror at the obsidian headwear.

My crown is crafted from polished black obsidian, giving it a sleek and glossy appearance. The dark stone reflects light subtly, adding an air of mystery, like the night.

The crown features an elegant, curved design that fits comfortably on the head. It has a slightly aggressive, jagged edge to evoke a sense of

At the center of the crown, there is a striking ruby shaped like an apple. This ruby glows with rich, deep red hues, capturing attention with its vibrant color.

On the ruby, there is a delicately carved pentagram design. adding a mystical touch and enhancing the gem's allure with detailed craftsmanship. The carving is detailed and precise, adding texture and depth to the piece. And at the heart of the pentagram lies a small, sparkling zircon gem, which adds a touch of brilliance. The zircon catches the light beautifully, creating a contrast against the dark obsidian and enhancing the crown's overall elegance.

And lastly, on each of the other two points of the crown, there are elegantly carved moon phases. One point features a half moon, while the other displays a full moon. These carvings add an additional layer of symbolism and artistry, enhancing the crown's enchanting design.

PopPop had it made the night I was born. I absolutely adored it.

’We look-’ I try to link, but I am rudely interrupted.

“Lil, you and the princess are on in five.” Clef says peeking in, shutting the door just as suddenly as he peeked in. 

I look up to see that the look on her face could be compared to a raging bull blowing steam and about to charge, bellowing.

Way to ruin the fucking moment, Clef.

’Well, we better go then.’ I link her to get her focused on me. She nods and we walk in, enchanting everyone we passed by.

Mostly because of surprise,

Lilith preferred to keep her different roles—queen, performer, and mother/grandmother/wife—separate. Now all three were making an appearance at once. That really rarely, if ever happens.

She told me that, when Hell started gaining more and more sinners, she didn’t want people to listen to her songs because she was the Queen, she wanted people to listen to her songs because of her beautiful, enchanting voice.

”Lilith! Finally!” Clef says walking over. She glares at him. “My apologies, Your Majesty, but the photographer is all set up for you and has been for a bit.”

“Great.” She says walking over to the prepared area. She sets me down and I stay put, getting the idea.

”What are you- Lilith, he’s set up for you, not the baby!” He snaps.

”Do you want pictures of a perfect, adorable, sweet Princess or an overwhelmed, overstimulated, overtired toddler?” She asks rhetorically. She is met with silence.

“That’s what I thought. Now, tone down the flash and let’s get this done quickly. Please and thank you.”

She wanted to get the shoot done safely and quickly so she could get us back home and get back to bonding with me, her girl.

In compliance with what was said, I give a cute smile with my puppy eyes, turning on the charm for the camera and our photographer immediately takes a picture, the flash toned down a bit, just like she ‘asked’. Not as much as I would have liked but I sucked it up.

That one would be for my moms and only my moms to have. You know, for a photo album, or to hang in their bedroom, or something.

During the photo shoot, I do my best to follow his requests—and from what I saw, they all looked really good—but I can tell Clef was impatient with how slow things had to go so I can make sure I was steady amongst the chaos of the flashing lights and the noise.

Let’s just say, it didn’t take long to start feeling uncomfortable, uneasy, and unable to cooperate.

“Why is this kid so fucking slow?” I hear him mumble. 

“I told you. She needs to feel comfortable first, as in before she can do anything hard. She’s scared.” I hear her say. That’s when LeeLee stepped in picking me up and smiling down at me as her horns retreated. I looked straight up and smiled brightly at her, finally feeling safe and comfortable as the cameras flashed. 

In order to get me to cooperate a bit better, Lilith laid me down in her arms and would coo, tickle, and hold me in ways that allowed my charming personality to show while displaying the dress perfectly, never failing to make me squeal with laughter.

Every time, she smiled at me as if I was signing her favorite song just for her, as if my happiness was music to her.

Eventually, after I settled, she changed my position to a back-to-chest hold and started staring down me at me lovingly, with me returning the look.

“This. I want a picture of this.” She says quietly, but the photographer was two steps ahead. He immediately took a picture, seeing great… potential (profit) in that moment.  

But that one would also be for my moms and only my moms to have. Well, and my grandparents course.

After a few more pictures of the two of us, it was time for her to be on her own.

She took me with her as she went to change, took my crown off, and sets me down to play with Melissa.

Melissa even took me back so I was able to watch the rest of the shoot while we played.

In between play time, I watch in awe and pride as she takes it all on in strides. Lilith even takes time to talk about the Hotel, just as she promised.

But soon, trouble starts.

My stomach growls and I sigh, getting up and ready to start walking back to the dressing room where my bag with my milk and food was. 

“Uh-uh-uh. Oh, no you don’t. Not so fast.” Clef said grabbing me by my leg and dragging me back.

He picked me up way too tight, making me whine in discomfort and LeeLee’s eyes turn red, glowing neon yellow like Mama’s and mine as she leaves giant claw marks on the bench she sat on.

”Do be careful with her Clefford. I’d hate to have to replace you, but if she cries, you’ll regret the day you manifested in this realm. Because if she’s not happy… I’m not happy.” She growls, not threatening, but promising.

”Your Majesty, I simply noticed that the young princess is hungry. I wanted to feed her.” He says nervously. I shake my head no furiously.

She sighs and says, ”No, not alone you’re not. Let Melisa do it. This is your fault anyway.” She uses her magic to summon a vial of orange colored food in Cleft’s hand, much to my delight.

It was mashed pumpkin and apple purée, my favorite.

”You actually want to feed her? Then I suggest you get to finding a quiet spot for my little girl to eat before she gets too fussy.” I get the hint and start squirming around to show that when I wish to be alone or don’t like someone/something someone is doing, I squirm till I get away, often getting into trouble.

Which is why my moms will not ever leave me alone and think that I need a steady source of supervision unless they think I’m asleep.

“This is why my husband usually has her while her moms and I are working. But right now, I’m supposed to be at home, bonding with my granddaughter, while the rest of my family and my granddaughter’s other mo… my daughter’s partner are at work. However, thanks to you, so am I.”

He nods and hands me off to the demoness who smiles at me lifting me up and down slowly in play as I laugh. 

But then I spot a brand new high chair. I thrash in her arms, trying to tell her not to. 

I turn to look at her doing every cute thing I know how to do; whimpering, sad puppy eyes, etc.

“Give me the brat. I’ll get her to behave.” He says. He grips me before taking me and very nearly slams me into the chair’s opening, but my wings bock him.

Oops.…

It was an emergency!

But he just grabbed those too and uses them to try and force me down. I yelp from the painful force as I fight, and he gives a minor yelp of pain from the burn he got. He just growls and goes back to pushing me down.

I thrash, protecting my neck as he tries to force me down despite Melisa’s protests. Puréed apple spills all over his expensive and nice (sorta?) clothing as I thrash about.

“She’s just afraid, sir!” She exclaims over my thrashing and his grunting.

“Shut up! I know what I’m doing! Go make yourself useful and grab her bottle.” He orders looking at her and still trying to shove me down. She looks at me with a guilty expression and runs off.

”Here.” She says running back with my bottle.

He uses his magic to make it levitate, but I accidentally burn him again with my wing and he jumps back in surprise and pain, making him drop it.

By some miracle it only spills a little on his shoes, but that still just makes him angrier. He picks it up, fast, dripping a little in my eye.

“Come on, you miserable little brat. Submit.” He says still pushing on me and reminding me of Nanny, triggering me further.

My eyes uncontrollably well up with tears and I can’t stop myself from shrieking out my displeasure and discomfort. 

Two seconds later, I’m grabbed and rushed away from him by familiar arms that soon wrap around me and he’s dealing with a nasty glare from a very pissed off queen and VERY angry grandma.

It only took me that long to call him out because I didn’t want his fucking blood on my hands when she gets mad at him.

As I slowly take deep breaths and my wigs retreat into my back, she checks me for marks and snarls when she sees a finger print that will surely turn into a bruise by tomorrow.

I whine at her volume and she starts stroking my hair with a smile to apologize then shows him the bruise with a terrifying glare.

‘I fucked up royally.’ 

“Clef, you’re fired.” She says as she shows him what he’s done. 

“Lil, my muse,” He says holding my bottle behind his back. 

“CALL ME THAT NAME ONE MORE TIME, AND SEE WHAT FUCKING HAPPENS!” She yells making me cover my ears and whine with pain. AGAIN!

‘Sorry.’

I understood why she got mad and yelled. Lil or Lils is her husband, my grandpa’s nickname for her, and she’s never let anyone else call her that, no matter how close.

‘It’s okay.’ I link.

”Apologies, Your Majesty, but please,… please be reasonable.” He says.

‘Oh boy.’ I think feeling scared for him.

Wrong choice of words.

She summons to cotton puffs to lessen the noise of what I was about to hear and a blindfold to cover my eyes as she hands me off to Melissa. I feel a strong gust of wind blow and hear a slam by the walls.

I.E., she rushed to him and rammed him into the wall by the throat.

Aaaaand… there go the tears.

“Be reasonable?! BE REASONABLE?! YOU IGNORED THE FACT THAT MY LITTLE GIRL WAS OBVIOUSLY SCARED AND HURT HER! BE THANKFUL I LET YOU LIVE AND LEAVE, BECAUSE IF I EVER SEE OR HEAR THAT YOU WERE WITHIN A 1OO MILES FROM HER, I’LL TEAR APART YOUR SOUL, ONE SMALL PIECE AT A TIME, SENDING OUT YOUR SPIRIT SO YOU HAVE TO WATCH!” She yells. 

“Understood.” He says audibly shaking. 

“The bottle!” She demands. He hands it over a second later.

I didn’t know it at the time, but he drugged it with promethazine, a motion sickness medication that is also used to put fully grown people to sleep.

Lilith immediately grabs me and rushes me to our dressing room. She sits on the mirror seat cradling me.

She’s still holding the bottle though, warming it up with her fiery touch.

When she satisfied with the temperature, she gently guides the nipple into my mouth. I immediately attack it, hungry and still crying a bit.

She gently scolds, ”Easy, LuLu, slow down. You’ll upset your stomach more.” But I was far too hungry to listen.

She eventually gives up and wipes my tears again as she rocks us and sings,

“Hush now, my little one, Hush now, don't you cry
There's sheep in the meadow and stars in the sky,”

Literally those two frames… those two frames one time was all that it took to calm me down.

She probably would have sung more of the lullaby, it’s called ‘The Sweet Bye and Bye’, had I not pushed the bottle away to yawn.

She’s sung it to me before. It technically goes;

Hush my little one, Hush don't you cry
There's sheep in the meadow and stars in the sky,
There's a gentle breeze blowing and the river keeps flowing
And the cows will come home in the sweet bye and bye.

I nod when I feel ready to continue my meal. She uses her magic to summon a blanket for me and swaddle me.

She smiles maternally as she rocks us and watches me eat.

”He won’t touch you. He won’t touch you ever again.”

God, our Father, has said
Stand guard, my angels, and protect
While my precious little ones sleep in their beds.
Gently watch o'er them, shield them from harm,
Keep them safe in your loving arms.
Through the quiet night,
Till the morning light,
Angels are watching over me, my Lord.
Through the quiet night,
Till the morning light,
Angels are watching over me.

That one is ‘Angels Are Watching Over Me’. It was a favorite of mine to hear from her, because it suited her voice perfectly.

I yawn, then cuddle in and fall asleep in her arms for a nap as she picks which of the photos of us are for the magazine, which are our homes, and which are for the fire place. 

~*~

I wake up with a yawn in completely different arms.

‘Huh?’ I think. I look up and see Clef running toward the back exit of the tower. 

I'm try to scream but he forcefully covers my mouth, saying nothing but ‘shhhh.’

As he runs I spot an insignia on a necklace of his. 

I let out a muffled scream at the sight of the Crest of the House of Bàthory.

‘She’s found me! She wants me again.’ I think.

When we get out, I bite his hand while’s distracted and he throws me into a dumpster as he growls with rage. I look up at him.

”She’s been waiting a long time for you, archangel!” He says. He closes the lid just as I’m about to hop out, making me hit my head.

‘Archangel?’ I ask no one as I rub my head. Next thing I know, I feel myself roll.

‘What’s going on?’ Selene asks panickedly.

Did I fail to mention that my wolf is highly claustrophobic?

I wanted to tell her that she wasn’t helping, but I instead focused my efforts on finding my way up and kicking the lid open.

When I finally managed to bang the lid open, I see I’m rolling down a hill headed for…

Bàthory Manor.

If there’s one thing Báthory has never been, alive or dead, it’s subtle. She might as well have put an ‘I’m here’ sign instead of her crest.

”HELP, HELP, HELP!” I call, hoping someone that doesn’t want to kill me finds me in time. I look up. 

‘Clouds!’ I can use that!’ I take a breath so I don’t suffocate and dive jumping up again when I reach my clouds, rocketing myself up and slowly extending my wings.

“Safe!”

But at that moment, a breeze picks up and throws me into the hell-foul pond in Cannibal’s Ridge, a park in the dead center—pun unintended—of Cannibal Town.

I was bitten by one of the foul birds—that pun was intended—and rush up to the shore screaming, clipping my wing on a sharp rock in the process. “Not safe.”

I check my wing where I clipped it. Minor bruising, but no blood. I probably won’t be flying for at least the next few days while it healed, but I’d be fine.

’Oh well. LeeLee will realize I’m gone and find me using the tracking spell soon enough.’ I yawn and decide to turn invisible so I can better finish my nap and sleep off the rest of the drowsiness drug.

I see Lilith walking in after finding the copier and a frame for her favorite picture.

”Louie. It’s time to get up, Sweetie.” She says walking to a crib. She grabs the blanket and removes it as she says, “Come on, Sleeping Beauty. Rise and shine?!” She realizes that I’m not there.

“Luna? Luna-B—” She uses the tracking spell and starts panicking when she realizes that I’m not in the building.

That means it‘ll take more time for the spell to find me. Time she quite possibly didn’t have.

But she eventually sobers up and runs out of the room, fully panicking and shouting, “HAS ANYONE SEEN MY GRANDDAUGHTER?!” 

“Clef took her outside.” A badly beaten Melissa says.

(Now that I think about it, Clef had some bumps and bruises too, not nearly as much as her, but they probably got in a fight while I was asleep.)

Lilith looks at her and grabs her.

”Where did he take her?” She asks the poor girl. Melissa tries to speak but Lilith was gripping her too tight. When Lilith finally loses her patience with her attempts, she commands, “ SPEAK, YOU FOOL!”

”He threw her in the dumpster and sent it rolling for a house with a giant crest.” Mel says weakly.

”What did it look like?” Lilith asks releasing her grip a bit, but further forcing her power on her.

“There was a knight’s helmet, a red fan, oh, oh, oh, and a red patch with three dragon teeth on it.” Melisa answers.

’No. it can’t be. She wouldn’t dare. Not after-’ Lilith thinks.

“Mutt, did it look like this?” She quickly, but carefully draws the same crest from earlier on the wall with her claw. ‘Please don’t let it be this one. Please don’t let me be right.’

“Yeah. That’s the one.” Melisa says nervously. The words seem to echo.

’That insane, homicidal woman has taken MY granddaughter?!’ She thinks completely panicking. ‘No. Not taken. Given. She had been FUCKING GIVEN TO HER PRACTICALLY ON A SILVER PLATTER!’

”I knew I heard her growling in her sleep. They told me she was just dreaming.” She starts hyperventilating until Melisa steadies her. She suddenly gets very angry and shouts, “CLEF!”

He appears, looking nervous. “I trust Louie wasn't any trouble?"

Clef stared at her with a nervous look while Lilith pretended to look around him for me.

"Louie?" Clef raised an eyebrow in confusion. He was going to act like no idea what she was talking about, cause that always worked.

Not.

"Yes, Louie. My baby granddaughter. Is she napping?" Lilith stated with a hint of irritation. She notices some loose fur and picks it up showing it to him, “You’re shedding, Cleford, why are you stressed and what are you hiding?”

She legit sounds like a lion taunting her prey.

“Did you see the new dress and accessories they brought in, Your Majesty? I bet you would look absolutely stunning in them." He says, clearly trying to distract her. But she was not in the mood for it.

”CLEF! I will ask you one more time! WHERE IS MY GRANDDAUGHTER?!” She commands. He’s sweating and stuttering. “SPEAK!!”

“I had to! The brat-” Cleft says. Her eyes glow red, making him gulp and reconsider what he was saying. “child is on the top of grandmother Erzsébet’s list! She’d do anything to her hands on the girl’s blood. I also thought it was the perfect ‘fuck you’ to the Morningstars for not only creating the fiery pits, but never giving two fucks about their people and thinking that they so much better than each and every sinner down here!”

She tightens her grasp so it looks like he is literally going to pop.

”You are right about one thing. We are better!” She says. Her grip gets even tighter. “But not because we have more power and money than you.… Because we have enough morals to know to never lay a finger on a child, certainly not a baby who can’t even fight back! You are nothing but a coward.” 

She uses her magic to send his consciousness out of his body and pulls his soul (body) apart piece by piece, just like she promised. 

It was absolutely horrifying to watch.

I wake up as my ears perk and Selene—who I had just fully got 9 and a half months ago at the time, the last time I had a face to face with the Blood Countess herself—is growling.

That’s never good.

I decide to make a jump for the pond. Big mistake. 

Next thing I know I’m bagged in a pirate’s fish net someone shot out of a bazooka.

“What the?” I ask as I see the bag surround me from the corner of my eye. I summon my claws and furiously try to scratch my way out. 

Not half as easy as you think to do that lying on your back, still fighting off a drowsiness drug on nothing but pure adrenaline.…

And it doesn’t sound easy to begin with.

“Well, if it isn’t the Princess of Hell herself?” I hear a hauntingly familiar accented voice call.

’Oh no.’ I think. 

She walks over and grabs my cheek with her claws. I let out a pained ‘gah’ as a gash appears on my cheek.

“Don’t think I didn’t immediately recognize your bloodline the last time we met, my Darling. My servant did not do you justice. However, she was right about one thing;” She says. She gently drags her claw down my neck, being careful not to break my skin, but I still look away in fear as it slowly drags as she says, “Your beauty is truly beyond compare.” 

‘Servant?’ I ask my wolf.

‘Wait a minute.… she must be talking about Nanny!’ Selene links me.

“Thank you. Now leave.” I say trying not to let my fear show any more.

”Ohh, my sweet girl.” She says with fake pity reaching for me.

”Gah!” I say again as she digs her claw into my bleeding cheek, removing her hand as sudden as the contact happened to view its rose golden hue.

Bad idea. It seems to have… non sexually aroused her, getting her compelled even more to do the… extracting now, but still dragging it out.

“So beautiful. It seems to shine just like the metal.” She muses as if in a trance. She turns back to me with a wicked look in her eye. “I will enjoy an especially sweet revenge as I bathe in your blood, my sweet child. The blood of my enemy’s granddaughter. Because even if impure, an angels blood will certainly keep me forever young and beautiful and heal the disgusting burns your pig of an ancestor left.”

I was in no way impure, she was just trying to tell me that even if I was not a virgin, there was no escaping her.

Also, if you are curious about how she could still age, it was decided that once arriving in hell, Bathory’s eternal punishment was her beautiful face from her human life would get a new wrinkle every day. Let’s just say it didn’t take long for her to fall back into old habits, bathing in the blood of young Hellborns and feminine virgin sinners alike.

One is easier to find than the other, but the harder one to find is better for her. Gold figures which is which.

In order to be sure, she would always test them first, it would leave a burn mark if they were impure.

She’d still kill them, and do it slowly, but she wouldn’t bathe in their blood because, again, burn marks. Instead, she’d sell her carnage to cannibal town.

Ergo, why she lives near Cannibal Town. To get rid of her loose ends.

But, on the topic of why it works, I always had a speculation that she was working for Roo, the root of all evil, and that it allowed this to work.

Certainly my grandfather wasn’t the reason why this worked. 

And Morningstar blood would be enough to free it from the abyss, allowing it the opportunity to spread sin and evil throughout the realms.

”But alas, good things come to those who wait.” 

I nearly laugh. She’s totally taunting me. She want’s to bathe in my blood, as small of an amount as it is, and use Lilith’s blood to use to free Roo.

It makes perfect sense. 

You know how my grandmother was the First Man’s first wife?

Well, when his second wife Eve fell and Adam ascended despite being, well… him, she was possessed by the spirit of Roo because of her hatred for my family, and God, and—well—everything and anything else in between.

And, it goes without saying that Báthory can’t stand Lilith.

Báthory is an Overlord and, as such, attends meetings with Alastor, Rosie, and the others. Meetings that the Queen often attended, before she became a mother.

Given Lilith’s natural beauty, Báthory already had a problem with her, deeming her a rival. And then one day, Lilith remarked on a very visible wrinkle.

Ever since that day, Báthory’s been sending out her contracted souls to fetch her virgins, or using them as cattle should they fail, as she only took virgin souls under contract.

And then there were the… marks she left last time along the frame of her face.

Her fire was one of the few things that can at least permanently damage a human soul, having the ability to completely incinerate a soul.

“Pack her up.” Two men grab the net and one of them gets my hair with it. I bring up my head and put my hands down in case there’s a sharp enough rock.

‘Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.’ I think as we hit not one sharp rock, no, no, no, as we hit SEVERAL SHARP ROCKS!

”Do be careful with my prized supplies, my pets. I don’t want to see a single drop spilt until we get home.” Lucky for them and very unfortunate for me, my skin is sensitive, but it is in no way fragile.

The Morningstars—well, all expect for Lilith, Mags, & Mami, but duh—were all born/created with pure Snow White skin, and it’s tougher than it looks. Few things can penetrate it when they’re young and next to nothing when we’re fully grown.

Selene growls as they reach for me and then I have to link her as they pick me up like a dead trout, ‘No! You can’t defend Lena! She’ll kill you! You have more blood than I do. We need to wait till the right time.’

’Okay, but if it comes down to your life, screw that and screw our secrets.’ She links back.

They literally throw me into a cage that’s trailered on the back of a limo.

I growl and rush for them but they shut the door in my face, making me bang my face and head for the second time that day.

As soon as I’m alone and the car is driving, I shift and start howling, trying to call for someone, anyone that I loved.

I hear banging in the front.

”SILENCE!” I hear her shrill voice shout, but I ignore her in desperation.

‘I can’t die. Mama and Mami would be heartbroken. They still mourn my miscarried siblings. Imagine how crushed and shattered they’d be if they lost me.’ I think. I lay down like an old and depressed dog and shift back. ‘LeeLee, where are you?’

~*~

(WARNING - GORY SCENE!! TRIGGER WARNING ; BLOOD, INFANT ABUSE, MUTILATION! DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE TO GRAPHIC IMAGES!! I WARNED YOU!)

Okay, howling was definitely not a good idea. It did nothing except anger the Countess. She growls grabbing the cage and acting as if she wants to skin and/or eat me alive.

She roughly handles the cage and brings me into the torture room, aka her downstairs bathroom.

I gulp as I see the remaining blood from her last sacrificial lamb for the sake of her beauty. 

I allow myself a moment to hope for her soul, as it was sinner blood because of the red hue (Hellborn blood is typically black or dark blue). That, whoever the sinner was, she isn’t suffering anymore.

You see, when a sinner dies, if they remain un… not taken care of by the cannibals within a certain period of time, their soul and body turns into… into… like a whisp and fades into the ground to go to Roo, acting as a small charge, the higher ranking of the sinner, the more of a charge it gets. Which is part of the reason why Bàthory tortures, the get as much blood as she can before sending them back to their ‘mother’.

“Any last words, you annoying little brat!” She says slapping the cage, so I fall on my face.

I look around with my wolf eyes as I stay down. 

By some miracle, the door was left open.

”You win. I give up. I no fight, I no cause trouble. Just make haste.” I sayas best as I can as I turn myself around while somehow staying down.

She gives a smug chuckle and goes to open the cage door.

I link Selene just as the door is being opened, ’NOW, NOW, NOW!’ I jump out shifting midair and run out faster than I’ve ever run, never stopping. 

“Catch her!” She orders as I make it past the door.

I keep going, using the adrenaline rush to keep my energy pumped.

I run like that until I spot the door and nearly jump for joy in Slene’s mind.

’We’re safe! We’re safe!’ I think looking to see if they were close. But I collide into something, something that picks me up.

’Not safe! Not safe!’ 

I put my arms up to shield myself and shut my eyes, shaking.

Of all the days I had to give away some of my protection spell.

”Louie?” I hear two familiar voices say. I open my eyes wide, looking up and smiling at the two people with my tail wagging.

‘Alastor? Rosie?’ I link them from Rosie’s arms. I throw my arms around them. ‘I’ve never been happier to see either of you two in all my life! What are you doing here?’ 

“The Overlord Council has decided that Báthory has been… losing so many souls that she should not be called an Overlord anymore.” Alastor says.

He means using them as her cattle.

’Thank you, Alastor. Now… GET ME OUT OF HERE!… Please.’ I link them both.

Rosie tries furiously to open the door, but it appears to be locked.

’Oh, you have got to be kidding MeEeE!’ I think as something sharp finds its way into my leg, making me yelp in pain.

Rosie shields me and I immediately look down, frozen in shock.

My leg! Her claws literally t**e open my leg!

My eyes fill up with tears and Alastor goes, “Rosie, cover your ears. Now!” She rips a piece of her dress and stuffs it in her ears just in time.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I screechily wail, using my Ballistic scream and sending a visible sound wave or vacuum or whatever you want to call itliterally through the roof. It probably sounds like mermaid’s voice on land.

Rosie only barely calms me down and then Báthory has to freak me out more by grazing my neck. She would have killed me had it not been for Alastor blocking her way with his shadow tentacles.

He even tore an arm off as he threw her, but she recovered and pulled herself—quite literally—back together quickly.

”Hands off the princess, Countess!” He orders looking at her as if he wanted to dismember her further.

”That is my prey, in my own home, Radio Demon. This is a decoration of war. Are you sure you want to do this, given my power?”

Alastor doesn’t really answer her question and uses his cane to create a small (but still creepy) shield around me and Rosie, laughing manically.

In this time I mumble a collection spell for my blood, so it’s vacuumed up into an invisible bag and sent back in and use another spell to restrict blood flow in that leg.

If I was going to the hospital, I would need every drop of blood I could salvage.

She growls and rushes for Alastor, who does the same when we feel a sudden charge in the air.

“What in the name of-” The three overlords ask.

I immediately recognize the amped up power calling out for mine despite the barriers surrounding the household.

”LEELEE!” I say excitedly. I knew she would come for me if I hadn’t escaped and had to stall.

”LeeLee?” Báthory says.

‘Not LeeLee.’ Alastor thinks as his ears fold as he gives a very nervous smile. Rosie clutches me close, but she can’t hide me from seeing what’s happening.

“BAAAAATTTTTHHHORRRRYYYYY!” Lilith roars.   

The wall breaks and Lilith glides in, eyes closed, probably not noticing she tore off the wall and was leaving nothing but destruction behind her.

Her skin looks like pure magma, her tail had barbed wire spikes attached to it and was repeatedly coming up and down like a whip, and her eyes are glowing pure red. If they weren’t, her irises would be glowing neon yellow.

Every person in the room looks on at her with utter terror on their faces. Except for me. 

She is the second strongest being in all of Hell after all, second only to PopPop. And that’s only because he is an archangel.

”YOU HAVE SOMETHING BELONGING TO MY FAMILY! RETURN HER, NOW!”

I didn’t like seeing her like this, but it touched me to know she was that worried about me.

Rosie tries right away to hand me over, but then dear old Erzsébet has to make her even madder.

”No!” Báthory says reaching for me again, grazing my arm before being shoved away, making me uncontrollably shriek out crying. I could feel Lilith getting angrier by the millisecond as she listens to my cries.

I shut my eyes as Báthory was about to attack again, this time going for my neck, but she’s thrown away from me by Rosie just in time. Rosie nearly bit off Bátho’s arm throwing her.

But then, after she gets up, she goes full on psychotic as she looks at my blood on her nails. “I have worked TOO HARD to have this chance taken away by the likes of you. Charlie is young, she can have more kids! You want to use my beauty regimen, be my guest, but find another babe to do it!” 

If that set off all these emotions in me, Lilith must’ve been seeing red!

She laughs, her laugh distorted with her demons, and rushes at Báthory just as she was going to try again, pinning her to the wall with her tail by the throat.

“Let go of me!” Báthory says, futilely struggling against Lilith’s grasp.

“I’m sorry, did you really just suggest that I would use MY GRANDDAUGHTER, THE PRINCESS OF HELL & MY ONLY CHILD’S ONE CHANCE AT A BABY that way, and that she can just… make another?! HOW DARE YOU?! I am not you! I would NEVER… butcher a child, let alone either of my girls, that way. THEY AREN’T REPLACEABLE TO US! Especially not after feeling the pain you feel when you’ve lost a child and after Charlie-” Lilith growls.

I can read Lilith’s mind. 

‘It can’t be!’ I think as I cry into Rosie’s arm.

She was going to say that my mother was stillborn till PopPop shared his light with her by breathing his dust onto her. 

Then remember the wound. I have to seal it before the spell wears off. 

I try to lick my hand but Rosie stops me despite my protests and she bandages me up, again tearing her lovely dress.

Sometime in between this, Báthory had turned into her demoic form, an uglily brown colored peahen with red hints to represent drops of blood in her feathers surrounded by knives.

”Oh, Erzsébet, you have always taken such care of your skin, let me help you with that wrinkle right-” Lilith says. She drags her claw up gently and taps a spot near the top of Báthory‘s face. “there.”

”DON’T! YOU! DARE! I AM ROYAL BLOOD! YOU CAN’T JUST-” She says, knowing exactly what she’s about to do, but her protests are to no avail.

“RENUNTIATIO!” Lilith orders using her full power, so she has no choice. (RENUNTIATIO - RETURN in Latin) She doesn’t do this often, she says it reminds her of when she and PopPop fell to Hell.

That word has her desired effect as Báthory returns back to normal, and that’s the last thing I see before Rosie turns me away from them all.

I hear a sickening ripping sound and a strong flame burning and searing skin so that it will never heal. Then it repeats as the countess wails before shrieking and running off, whimpering like an injured dog.

I weakly cough as I mumble another collection spell for my blood as the tears keep falling from my pain. 

“Shhh, shhh, shh.” Lilith says crouching as she approaches me as one would an injured fawn.

“I’m sorry, LeeLee. I tried…” I say weakly as the tears still fall.

”Shhh.” She says taking me and stroking my cheek, probably wanting me to save my energy, but I can’t stop crying. She floats off with me. “It's all right. You're safe now, LeeLee’s here. The mean lady won’t bother you ever agin. You’re going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay. LeeLee will make it better.”

I could think of a few other words to call the ‘mean’ lady, but I didn’t feel like correcting her and being mad that she dumbed it down.

As we float, she accidentally grazes my bad leg making me hiss in pain when my tearducts have finally run out. She looks down and sees my blood seeping through the rag.

I guess the spell wore off.

I can see she feels tempted to go back and finish her off, but she knows I need her more. “It’s alright, Luna-Belle. LeeLee will make it all better. LeeLee’s so, so sorry you went through that and got hurt.”

But I didn’t have to suffer for much longer, because I collapsed in her arms from pain and blood loss.

~*~

I wake from a nightmare about the day with a pounding headache and throbbing, searing pain from my raised leg.

I touch it making me scream in excruciating pain.

Bad idea, but there are fresh stitches. 

This must be St. Anne’s!

That’s when I hear a door creak. I go back to sleep and hear a maternal sigh. I smell the air and my tail wags. It’s Mama.

She makes the bed bigger and sneaks in with me as I call out, “Mommy?”

”Shhh. Go back to sleep.” She says cuddling me from behind and getting us comfortable. “Mommy’s going to sleep too.” She kisses my head and I drift off to a peaceful sleep, knowing that at last… I’m safe.

Back to the Present

Safe until Mama found out what actually happened via Alastor while I was on a ‘playdate’ with Via and Loona.

They were babysitting me for the next meeting.

When my parents saw that it was a Vee’s Magazine, they were mad that she took me around them, and when Alastor saw how mad they were and when they said they said that they were mad that just found out what happened that day, he accidentally let it slip. He thought that they were talking about Báthory.

Far as I know, he didn’t know that they didn’t know.

THE THREE OF THEM… ALMOST LEVELED THE PRIDE RING!

PopPop only let it go that far because he thought it was their right to be mad as my parents and that they could keep it under control.

Boy, was he wrong.

They would have completely destroyed all of Hell, if I didn’t appear from Sloth after having to teleport from ring to ring.

The reason it got to that was mostly because of PopPop using his command on Lilith. She apparently told them everything in a nonchalant tone, making them think she didn’t care.

And that wasn’t the worst of it. PopPop kept me from home, knowing that as soon as he let me off his leash, he would not see me unless he came with a written invitation in hand because of those angelic instincts.

Not the worst thing that happened, but still pretty bad.

PopPop and LeeLee were fighting for three months, but even that wasn’t the worst part.

No, the worst part was it was contagious. Mami and Mama were fighting for a month and a half and that’s not counting the time I was at the castle. 

Flashback

After Mami finally picked me up almost ten weeks after the fight—PopPop only letting me go because I was doing everything I could think of doing to get back to her and Mama—she went straight home and headed straight for my nursery, followed by Mags. 

I spot Mama pacing at the door and when I have her attention, reach out for her with my brightest smile, making her smile and tear up when I see her, holding out her arms for me.

But Mami pulls me away before we get any closer, making me let out a confused squeal.

“Why do you have to be like this?! She's my daughter too, Vaggie." Mama yells.

Even now the words Mami answered her with as she headed for my nursery with me and Mags without looking back ring in my ears;

"Then maybe you should start acting like it, Charlotte.” 

Those words? Those few words sent everything they worked through, everything in their relationship that they worked so hard for crumbling down. 

“Fine! Be like that, ignoring the fact that she has only spent a few days without me since I got pregnant till now! So don’t think you’ll be sleeping in my bed tonight!” Mama yells as Mami walks up with us.

“I wasn’t planning to. Now quit yelling, you’re only upsetting Louie and Mags more.” Mami says reaching the top of the stairs.

Mama, in response, just grabbed her coat off the rack and stormed off to the door.

”Charlie, where are you going?!” Niffty calls after her.

”OUT!” She yells before slamming the door.

I started shrieking and squirming furiously to go after her. “Mama! Mama! Mama!” I scream reaching for the door.

”Shh. I know, Sweetie, but no. You can’t go to Mama. Stay with Mami and Mags for now. Please.” Mami begs.

”No! No! I want Mama!” I sob squirming to get away.

”Louie! Stop it! She’s gone! She won’t be home for hours!” She yells.

I held my breath angrily and accidentally teleported myself to where my mother was.

In a bar.

I landed on her back cooing, stroking her hair.

”Louie?” She says happily looking back.

I babble to her as she takes me and holds me close to shield me from the ‘horrors’ of the bar.

She takes me into the bathroom, which was surprisingly clean, locking the door with magic.

”Ahh!” She holds me up so she can look at me.

”Mama!” I say happily hugging her tightly.

”Oh baby,” She says she sits down and pulls down her shirt to nurse. I happily latch on and start to drink. “I missed you so.”

I coo and reach for her cheek and stroke, making her beam at me.

‘How did I get so lucky? She’s more than I deserve, she’s my greatest creation.’ I smile.

After I was done eating and fall asleep, Mami comes storming in, waking me up and I feel her take me with only a muttered, “Come on, Honey, we have to go.” I look back, sadly waving at my mama, but I knew I had done enough.

For almost two months, the three of us (me, Mami, and Mags) slept in the pull out cot in my nursery.

I usually liked sleeping in my mother’s wings, but that night, every time I went to check to see if a noise was Mama, they pulled me back in. 

I didn’t like that ‘game’.

And I was only getting minimal time with Mama for nursing and a bit of play, which was seriously impacting me negatively.

But she wouldn’t dare try anything more. Mami’s angelic instincts were going haywire and their fights—and the words said—were too fresh in her mind.

Mama had apologized to Mami and me for leaving me in the wrong hands, but that wasn’t what was wrong at all, and only succeeded at making Mami madder. She was mad because it looked Mama completely disregarded her opinion when it came to me.

And because she completely disrespected the rules they created together for my safety.

It went on like that until Mags and I recreated when they met, which I don’t have time to go into all the details of right now.

Back to the Present

Mama and Mami glare at Michael, then at Lilith, then look back at me with concern. 

“It wasn’t her fault.” I say quietly. 

“What?” Micheal, Mama, Lilith, and Mami say.

”You heard me. I said it wasn’t her fault. It was Clef, the manager, who handed me to Báthory on a silver platter, not LeeLee. She would never harm me, especially like that, on purpose. The only thing that was her fault was she chose to lie to keep it a secret!” I answer yelling.

She said I sagged my leg at the shoot while playing.

Lilith smiles at me and quickly mouths, “I’m sorry. I love you.”

I immediately smile at her, sending a small wave of love, just enough to tell her that I do love her, but it’s going to take a little more time to get our relationship back.

”Spoken like a true angel.” God says proudly, calling back my attention. 

“But I am not, am I? I am a Hellborn Nephalem, something you and your ‘angels’ call an abomination. But this abomination, by some miracle, happens to have archangel blood, despite the fact that you denied my mother anything beyond basic angel magic and her father’s DNA.” I say, straining to keep my anger at Him in check.

He looks hurt and regretful, and He looks like He’s going to say something, but we hear the cherub from earlier clear his throat, before God can say anything. 

“Your Holiness, our other guests have arrived.” He says. 

A beautiful couple walk in hand in hand. They both have short white and grey patterned hair & ivory-white irises and a light pink sclera.

Come to think of it, they both look like-

“Mamá? Papá?” Mami asks.

‘Máma? Pápa?!’ I repeat in my head. I look at Mama, who faints.

PopPop just sends her back to our penthouse, just as shocked as we were.

”Vaggie?” They both ask.

Mami once told me she was raised by cruel people from age five months to 15 years who almost killed her because she was gay, but she killed them first. That’s why she was allowed to become an exorcist. 

Anyway, her real parents found her, only haven given looking for her up because they were so young. And then, they got back custody of her.

They fly over and hug her, practically tackling her.

Mama comes back using teleportation and says, “Oh my, what a weird dream.” She says. PopPop chuckles, but I stand there frozen.

They’re alive?

Mami and Mama told me they were dead. Killed by Lute when she was kicked out.

”I can’t believe you’re alive!” Her dad says. They then notice the scars surrounding her newly restored eye and the old scars from her old wings.

“I was kicked out during the extermination by Lute-” She says sadly.

Mama walks over and grabs her hand making Mami smile. “Mamá, Papá, this is my wife. Princess Charlotte Morningstar.”

”How do you do?” She asks laughing nervously. I can tell Mami’s Mamá likes her, but I’m not so sure about Papá over there. 

I finally shake off the shock and fly over, putting myself in her arms bridal style.

“Mami, are you okay? You were spacing out and clenching your fists? Is there something you want me to do??” I ask cupping her cheeks. I was concerned and trying to change the focus.

”Mami’s alright, Sweetie. I just was remembering something unpleasant from the past.” She says. She presses a gentle kiss on my face.

In my past, I would’ve begged her to tell me, and she’d have looked at me tenderly and said something like, “Sweetie, you really remind me of your Mama! But I don’t think this is the right time to tell you everything because there are things that you are still too young to understand.” But now isn’t the time.

“‘Mami’?! I’m a grandma?” The woman asks. “LOOK AT ME! I’M A GRANDMA!” She walks over to me and I do my best to calm my rapidly beating heart down by clutching my mother while giving my newly found grandmother a shy smile.

“Mamá, I’d like you to meet my younger daughter, Luna-Belle Milagro Lucía Morningstar.” Mami says setting me down. She strokes my hair and says, “Say hi, sweetie.”

“Nice to meet you, ma’am.” I say nervously as I shyly wave.

”There’s no ‘ma’am’ around here young lady, you can call me Lita.” She says.

I smile and nod.

”Your Mami mentioned that you were the younger daughter. You have siblings?” My new grandfather asks. I nod. “How many?”

”Just the one sister. Her name is Mags. She’s ten years older.” I answer.

“My wife and I adopted her after a failed pregnancy a few years before we had Louie. But as we found out at the hospital after she woke up from a coma, she’s Charlie’s daughter with Seviathian, who was conceived through rape when Charlie went to a bar after she found out I was an exterminator. She was brainwashed into thinking that she died after she was taken at birth.” Mami says, her temper rising.

I jump in surprise. I have mixed feelings about that. I always wanted Mags to be my sister for real, but did it have to be Seviathian that fathered her?

“But that doesn’t matter because she is my daughter, your granddaughter! And she always will be-”

I’ve never heard her ramble like that, she must be feeling a lot right now.

But just then a small bell is wrung.

”Dinner is served.” A chef says.

Literally, saved by the bell.

We all return to our seats and join hands to say a dinner blessing.

That’s when everything goes to shit further.

”As we bless this food, let us take a moment to recognize the new angel we have with us who will soon join the noble ranks of Heaven forever.” God says

”Woah, woah, woah.” Mama, Mami, and I say.

”I can’t stay here. I have a life in Hell, family, friends. What would I tell them? That I can never call again because I won’t be allowed.” I answer.

”That is why we are here and why we send that invitation to your grandfather, detailing everything. To begin teaching you in the way of the angel. You will begin living with your Santos grandparents tonight and then tomorrow, you’ll begin your lessons with Michael. You’ll be so busy and happy that you won’t even think about anything to do with Hell. Isn’t that wonderful, my child?” He says.

Under normal circumstances, I’d glare at Him for the nickname because as much as he may claim that I’m his firstborn great-granddaughter—or first great grandchild ever depending on if Saint Sarah is really the child of Christ and his supposed bride—he’s still the one who did the disowning.

But I’m more focused on trying to calm myself and confronting my family.

I look at my family and ask, “You three knew about this? And you bought me here anyway? Are you trying to leave me?!”

”No, no. God, no. Pardon me using your name in vain.” Mama says, looking at God as she asks for pardon. He nods.

”Sweetie, listen to me, just… listen to Mami for a sec,” Mami says putting her hand on my shoulder to get my undivided attention. When she has it, she says, “While we want you with us for as long as humanly possible, we wanted you to see the good parts Heaven because you would eventually have to live here according to the prophecy, and we wanted to prove you can learn the angelic ways down with us.”

“Let’s just get through eating dinner.” I say once again struggling to control my anger.

I put a few of my favorite Salvadoran dishes on my plate and slowly dig in, maintaining silence unless directly spoken to.

”While in Heaven, you will take up your grandfather’s place as the angel of light among other things decided and yet to be decided and will be attending academy to train to go up against-” Emily says.

But then, Sera has to say, “We should not be talking about this in our current company.”

I glare at her and I angrily say, “Anything you want to say to me, you can say in front of my family!”

”I’m sorry if I offended you, but I’m just saying I don’t think we should discuss the details of the prophecy with… outsiders and the… non angels.” She says. She gestures to my mothers, grandma (who moved next to PopPop despite God’s protests while I was having my mental breakdown), and grandpa somehow at the same time.

“My mothers, and grandfather, heck, even my grandmother, have far more right to be here than you do, you judgmental, hypocritical, controlling, privileged, stick-up-your-ass, little BITCH!” I yell.

“Your tongue only proves my point. Because of how and where you have been raised, you have become nothing but disrespectful, filthy little brat! Just like the bastard your poor mami took in! I should have taken you from that pit when you were born to be raised properly like I did with-” Sera says glaring, but I ignore what she says after calling me a brat and talking about my sister.

”Ohhoho, you want a brat?! I’ll show you a brat!” I yell as my claws extend and my wings come out threateningly.

We get into a glare off.

I want to teach her a lesson about watching her tongue around me. 

I’m an archangel, the descendant of God’s favorite angel, I outrank her ANY DAY!

”SERA, THAT IS ENOUGH! You are disrespecting my family and guests! LEAVE!” God demands.

Speak of the devil- well, anti devil.

Sera bows in apology and leaves.

I hear Glitz and Glam whimper pleadingly, so I sigh and give them each a carrot of the forgotten Carne guisada (a Salvadoran stew) with my telekinesis, distracting me from my rage.

They happily take the carrots with a moan.

I smile and roll my eyes playfully, beginning to stroke their fur.

”¿Quiénes son tus amigos allí, nieta?” Lita asks.

PopPop growls.

He doesn’t speak Spanish very well, but he speak to well enough that he can and will recognize that one word.

Nieta or Granddaughter.

You see, what she said translated to, ‘Who are your friends there, granddaughter?’

Judging by his attitude concerning what was said, he knows that they’re all to thrilled about my being forced to stay here with them.

”Glitz and Glam. They are my bodyguards. My grandfather- my grandfather on Mama’s side-” I say trying to not upset anyone with the way I was articulating my thoughts and speaking in English, so everyone could understand what I was saying.

“My husband brought them to life for our girl on her fifth birthday.” LeeLee says smugly and viciously.

I anxiously stroke their fur. ‘No! No! No! This can’t be happening!’ I think. I pet them roughly. ‘I think I’m already on thin ice after my verbal brawl with Sera. I don’t want any more drama.’

”Yes. Out of two toys my daughter started while she first discovered she was pregnant. But, she only finished making with her mother, my wife, so our girl could pick the animal to base them on when she was about a month old.” PopPop lies. I smile at him, but I’m sure it didn’t reach my eyes.

I just excitedly slapped on a horse in a picture book while Mama was finishing the toy versions of my two very best friends. And as much as Mama would have liked otherwise, Lilith wasn’t in my life at that point.

But she did teach them about all the fun things I liked to do, so it wasn’t like they were just constantly guarding me.

They flinch when I get too rough.

”Sorry.” I whisper.

I grab my emergency vial of Beezlejucie and chug.

“Well, now she’s our girl too, diablo y su puta.” Mami’s dad says, making me nearly spit my drink, but I caught myself and as my eyes widen, I swallowed. (Devil and his whore)

”Papà!” Mami scolds.

“Excuse me one second.” I say pushing out from the table. I walk out without waiting for a reply and scream bloody murder.

I take a deep breath in with the hand gestures that I practiced with Loona. I breathe in moving my hands up in the direction of my face and push down. I repeat that five times before I feel calm enough to walk back in.

“Oh my- HELL IS NO PLACE FOR A YOUNG ANGEL!” God yells just as I walk back in.

I slammed the door making everyone look at me.

“If you were so concerned about that, why now?!” I say tears filling my eyes.

I spot a painting of God and PopPop when he was what the angels would consider a teenage fledgling. 

In fact, I bet this was right before he snuck into the garden to officially meet Lilith.

I remember PopPop telling me that when he first saw her when he was stuck on garden duty. He never understood the obsession with humans God had. 

That is until he heard what he described as the most heavenly voice he had ever heard and from then on, he was hooked.

He just stood there watching her, but unfortunately, he was caught by her because of his wings.

They talked a bit, but before they could introduce themselves by name, Adam came calling.

A few weeks later, he was so upset about what happened with God that he had to go see her and he saw she was also sad, so he turned to a duck to cheer her up. He let her confined in him and she kissed him. That ended up being a classic princess and the frog thing only the prince transformed from a duck into an angel.

She loved it. She told me it finally felt like she had a friend who genuinely cared about her.

That’s why PopPop has such an obsession with ducks.

And then that night, he played his film for her to help her sleep, and then she started singing for him before nodding off. He just… cried of how much love he felt for her already.

I walk over to it, and grab hold.

He looked utterly miserable behind the smile and God stood with this huge smile. I can hear Him make PopPop say over and over, “My dreams are just dreams.”

I smile at it wickedly then burn it. Then I go to the food that would usually seem so appealing to me and burn it to a crisp, blowing the dust onto the floor.

I had been waiting all night to do that.

I smirk at their shocked faces and say, “I believe I have lost my appetite.” I raise my hands and say, “No please, please. Stay seated. If you’ll excuse me, I need to properly stretch my legs.” 

But I get turned around looking for the exit and I end up in the…

LIBRARY! 

‘Books? Books! BOOKS!’ I must have the biggest smile.

~🕰️~

An Hour Later

Back in The Dinning Hall

~ARIEL’S POV~

We were all waiting on Louie to cool off and come back.

My brother and… his bitch weren’t getting on any better with Isabel and Emiliano.

”You have held our granddaughter captive in that- that pit you call a realm for over 150 years! She needs to know the other side of her family!” Emiliano says.

I know that he is only acting this way because he feels history is repeating itself.

His daughter was taken from him before he could watch her grow up. Now, he feels like he missed out on spending time with the granddaughter he always wanted and seeing her grow up.

”Well, you can do that from a phone! You never even wrote to either of them! And don’t say you didn’t know! I know as a father that you knew Vaggie was alive, but it was easier to believe she was dead rather than what Lute said!” Sam says.

Mano growls and looks down fists shaking, “I tried to keep Vaggie on the right path!” He says shakily.

’Pfft. Humans.’ Sam thinks.

Isabelle puts a gentle hand on her husband’s shoulder, who smiles at her.

Gabriel looks down at his pocket watch. As the fastest and God’s messenger, he likes to make sure everything is on time.

“She should be back by now. I hope she didn’t get lost.” He says.

”She probably went looking for the exist and got distracted by a book or something.” Sam says. He meant to sound annoyed, but they was only fondness and smugness that he knew Louie best out of the grandparents.

“I’ll go check on her if it’s alright with you, Father.” I say nervously, wanting to get away from this conversation as soon as possible.

I push myself out of my seat as soon as I get an absent minded nod. 

He was probably still thinking about how my niece burnt that portrait.

Good riddance to that thing, if you asked me.

The only reason that painting was taken was because Sammy was telling me about his fantastical dreams for creation to help me sleep. But Father happened to hear him and thought his way of thinking was dangerous, so He made him repeat over and over again in front of me ‘my dreams are just dreams,’ making him get louder every time. 

The portrait was painted as a reminder of that. I always thought that it was a bit messed up though.

Anyway…, now that I got an okay adjacent, I head off for the library.

Since she is a shapeshifter, and a wolf, it’ll be easy to find her.

Helllo! Archangel of Nature!

I wander through the labyrinth like halls till I spot her, sitting on Jophiel’s favorite window seat.

Heavens above, the smile she has on her face while she reads could melt the sun.

I smile as I watch her reading a book on Pegasi.

I can’t wait to give her my surprise even more now.

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

~LOUIE’S POV~

I’m on my six…teeth book, by the time I realize that I have an audience.

”Pretty awesome, right?” Ariel says walking in front of me and kneeling.

Well, an audience of one, but still an audience.

”Ahah- Ahahaha- There are no words!” I say excitedly as I pick up the book I was reading on Pegasi and hugging it up close.

”If you like Pegasi, you’re definitely going to like this. Follow me, I have a surprise for you.” She says. I follow her to what looks like the front gate of a stable.

She whistles and calls, “Blackjack!” 

A white Pegasus comes charging down. My eyes must be shining with how happy I am.

He touches down and nuzzles her hand then stares down at me. He seems to smile.

”Blackjack, this is Luna-Belle. She’s the one I made you for all those years ago.” He slowly approaches me and sniffs, making me laugh as it tickled.

I reach up my hand and immediately he nuzzled it, giving it a gentle lick. ”It’s so nice to meet you. I am honored by your presence.” I say.

‘No, it is a true honor to meet you, my princess. I am your steed now. I am sure we will be the best of friends.” He links me, making me gasp and Glitz and Glam growl with jealousy. I pet them both at the same time to reassure them.

“You can- I’ve never- how?” I ask. 

‘We are bonded. I was created before you were born to be your companion, wherever you go. Oh that reminds me-” He links. He pulls two somethings out from a satchel and uses magic to put them on. It looks like a bloodstone brooch with a matching bracelet. ‘This brooch is a summoning charm. Use it when you need me, or just want me there.”

”Thank you, but I must ask, why do they call you Blackjack?” I ask. It was the name of a Pegasus in one of my favorite mythology fiction novels and…

’It’s partly after your favorite game and…” He answers. He shifts from white to black. ‘In the day, I appear black, but however at night I appear white.”

”I appreciate the explanation, but…” I say. I lean in and whisper, “do you want to see what we can really do?”

’Climb aboard, princess.” He links walking so I have a view of his side.

Ariel was speaking, but we fly off when she wasn’t looking.

”Oh, great. I should’ve known you’d be just like your grandfather.” She says as we spin as we fly up before stopping by hin throwing his wings open. After that, we fly off for more fun.

~🕰️~

An Hour Later

Somewhere in Winner’s Paradise

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

As we fly, I get lost. I guess I must’ve flown down at some point and gotten lost.

”Blackjack, do you know the way back?” I ask

’No. I got so caught up in the fun, that I lost track of where we going. Sorry.” He answers as he lowers his neck.

“It’s not your fault. I could have been paying attention to.” I say patting him.

He nuzzles into my leg.

Okay, that was easy.

Now that that’s fixed, I need to ask for directions.

”Hello!” I call looking around from Blackjack’s back.

”H- Hi.” A familiar nervous voice says as my back is turned.

I scream in surprise as Glitz and Glam growl. I groan, and slowly turn around, saying, “Hi Collin.”

Selene licks her lips, drooling as she says over our link between the three of us in a hungry tone, ‘Hi, Colin.’

This makes Lia shout out, ‘NO!’

Collin is a sheep cherub. He has white freckles and dark periwinkle skin, as well as paler periwinkle short hair that is puffed upwards. His eyes are periwinkle with lighter upper eyelids. He also sports a white halo hovering above his head, and a pair of two-toned periwinkle feathered wings on his back. His legs are light periwinkle with white round markings, and dark periwinkle heart-shaped hooves. And as usual, his outfit is that of a long-sleeved light blue turtleneck with a periwinkle-and-white-striped bowtie.

You know, wolf, sheep. That sort of thing.

’Have to agree with Lia on this one, Lena. Cherubs may be super annoying, but eating one alive, especially a shy and meek one like Collin, isn’t the best way to start our track record in Heaven.’ I answer my wolves.

‘Okay.’ She whines sitting. Then, she says, cutting off the link with a pout, ‘You’re no fun!’

“Hang on, little lamb.” I say as he tries to fly away.

”Wh- wh -what is it, Miss Morningstar?” He stutters nervously flying back.

”What, I don’t bite.… Much.” I tease. He screams and hides in on himself. I try not to laugh. I guess I’ve been hanging out with Uncle Al so much, some of his habits are rubbing off on me.

And not in a good way.

“I’m only teasing. There’s no need to be afraid. But I need to know, are your friends around?”

He’s about to answer when I hear a female voice say, “COLLIN!”

There’s Keenie.

Next is Cletus, who says, “Collin, where are you?”

Annnd, there’s Cletus.

I hold back a growl. I need their help after all.

They both spot him at the same time and fly at him angrily.

”We’ve been looking for you for ages. I thought we told you to stay with us and the other cherubs while the scum are here.” She says harshly.

”Surely we demons are not all that bad.” I say from atop Blackjack. I hop down and say curtly, “Keenie, Cletus.”

”Luna-Belle.” They both say curtly.

Keenie is another cherub with a sheep-like appearance, but she light yellow skin, and slight darker-colored yellow ears and hair, which is short-cut and puffed upwards. Her eyes have light reddish-pink irises with periwinkle-colored pupils, and upper eyelids colored in a shade of faded light pink with eyelashes that are a shade of dark purple. She sports a white halo hovering above her head, and a pair of pale yellow-and-white feathered wings on her back. She also has pale rosy-cheeks, and pink heart-shaped hooves.

For clothes, she always wears a yellow dress with a pink hem and a large bow on the front, along with white frilly gloves and a pair of bloomers underneath her dress.

Cletus, however is a typical Cupid style cherub as he takes the appearance of a white-skinned human baby with short, light coral puffed hair, a small light pink nose, and large periwinkle eyes with no irises or pupils. He also has pale rosy cheeks with dark purple eyebrows. He also sports a white halo hovering above his head, and a pair of periwinkle-and-white feathered wings on his back.

But instead of wearing only a diaper, he wears coral overalls over a light yellow shirt with a white peter-pan collar, and periwinkle flats. 

I met Keenie, Cletus, and Collin when they were trying to take revenge on Prince Consort Blitzo (pronounced Blitz) and took them to the Hotel to be redeemed.

Long story short, it did not go well, so I took them with me one Hallows Eve, and made them save all kinds of people until they were accepted back into Heaven.

”I do not appreciate my kind being called scum, so I’d watch your mouth.” I say trying to keep calm as I feel my eyes glowing.

”Very sorry, but if you’ll excuse us, we must be on our way.” Collin says trying to pull his friends away.

”Or what? You’ll eat us or use us in some sort of barbaric ritual?” She asks.

I laugh, kneeling to their height and say with my voice mixing with my two wolves, “Don’t tempt me!” 

They look at me, scared. Well, with Collin I wouldn’t say scared as it was more petrified than scared.

“Heavens no. I won’t do that as it will only be proving you right. However, if you chose to keep slandering demon kind, be careful about who you say it around. I don’t want you forgetting who helped you get back into Heaven, or you might just find that the two of you were sent back to Earth.” I stand and say, “I hope I make myself clear.”

”Crystal.” They both say glaring.

”Good. Now GET!… Please.” I say. They fly away mumbling. Collin goes to join them, but I stop him. “Hang on, Collin.”

”Wh- wh -what is it, Miss Morningstar?” He asks again.

“I want you to know that your place is safe here with me.” I say. He smiles and hugs me before flying off.

After he’s out of sight, I smell Sol and a scent I don’t recognize, but yet it feels so familiar.

’MATE! MATE, MATE, MATE!’ The girls whine forcing control, merging into a big half black spotted, half white spotted wolf.

I didn’t know they could do that.

Anywho, they follow the scent until they find him with a woman who must be his bio mom.

A woman who looks like a female version of Andy.

She is brightly colored and has three spots under her eyes to resemble how a spider normally has eight eyes. And she has four legs and four arms.

Well, she was pink and white like Andy. But, she has big voluminous hair that is supported by a hairband, she wears a double shoulder-padded suit with sleeves that extend to the palms of her upper set of hands, she wears striped gloves that reach the arms of her lower pair of hands.

They immediately jump on him and lick him, making him laugh.

”Selene, Lia, I’m happy to see you too, but that tickles.” He says laughing. They nuzzle him purring and give him one more lick before giving me control back, but I fall.

He catches me in a dip style and seductively says, “Hey.” 

To be fair, he didn’t have to do anything and I’d find him seductive.

”Hey.” I repeat blushing rose gold.

”Is this the would famous Luna-Belle?!” The woman says walking up and giving me a hug. 

“Mom.” He says embarrassed.

”No, it’s okay.” I say.

”I’m Molly.” She says tucking a piece of hair away.

Wait… Molly! This is Andy’s twin sister.

”As you know, I’m Luna-Belle.” I say blushing. “I apologize for my wolves. They get a little excited when they see Sol.” 

“It’s perfectly fine. That’s just how wolves and mates are.” She says.

“You know what I am to him?” I ask happily.

“Of course. There aren’t a lot of secrets my son keeps from me.” She says.

I suddenly whine as I catch a scent I haven’t caught since… what feels like forever.

‘Is that-’ I ask my wolves. 

”Make way! Move! LOOOUIE!”” Cherri’s voice says as bodies crash around us.

”Aunt Cherri?” I ask. I look in the direction of the voice and happily say, “AUNT CHERRI!” 

She crashes into me, flying up with me and spinning us around as we go up, making me laugh.

She lets go and we just hover.

”Oh, I missed you so much!” I say overjoyed, hugging her.

“My little firecracker is all grown up!” She says as we hover, hand in hand. “Look at you.”

She reaches her hand to my cheek and I lay it there gently.

”Hate to interrupt this heartfelt reunion, but we gotta get home, Cher.” Molly says.

Andy, Molly, and Cherri have known each other practically since they left their mothers’ wombs.

“Louie? Why don’t you come too?” 

I blush. I don’t really like being put on the spot like this. “Me? I kind of have to be getting back-” I say guilty rubbing my arm as I float down.

“Come on, Firecraker. You have to come too.” Cherri says.

”I- I don’t know. My moms are going to be worried by now. And PopPop- A lot is happening today.” I say sadly.

”I know all about that and I think the princesses and princes will understand, will they not Matrigna?” Sol says sweetly walking over and putting his hand on my shoulder. (Matrigna = stepmom).

”Sollie.” I whisper gratefully putting my hand in his. Cherri looks in between us and smiles, having figured it out. “Oh, alright, I’ll come. Thank you for the invite.”

I fold my wings on my back and walk off with them.

~🕰️~

A Few Minutes Later

Sol’s House

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

We get to a house a few blocks off, and right away a man opens the door for us. 

He’s sort of snake like, but he has arms and legs that are predominantly blue. His eyes have yellow sclera with cerise pupils and he has a mouth full of sharp yellow teeth with two long snake-like fangs.

He has a white cobra hood that has it’s front colored yellow with six jagged points and white tips that have eye-like markings.

For clothes, he wears a predominantly white jacket that has yellow pinstripes, along with a black bow tie with a cerise heart in the center. Beneath the jacket was a long-sleeved yellow undershirt with a single white eye at the center. He retains his fingerless gloves, albeit now in blue, and sharp cerise claws.

He accessorizes with a large white top hat, which has a sizeable yellow eye in the center of it, as well as a pair of yellow heart shaped glasses with cerise pupils, and a white halo floating above.

”Hey, Dad!” Sol says happily walking in.

”Hey there, Love.” Cherri says, walking in, only stopping to kiss him quickly, but passionately, then leaves to help with the groceries.

He sighs as his hood relaxes.

It’s only after that did he notice me.

”I’m sorry, do I know you?” I ask confused. “Have we met? You look very familiar.”  

“Miss Charlie?!” The Man asks in a scratchy, high English accented voice.

“I’m sorry, you must have me confused with my mom.” I say.

”Mom? I didn’t even know she had a daughter.” He says.

Wait-

“Pentious?” I ask surprised. He looks touched and nods.

I look at him teary eyed and hug him.

My mother doesn’t even know he got redeemed! She thinks that he’s dead!

And now that I’m thinking about it, there is a resemblance to Sol, especially with his accent.

“Dad,” Sol says walking behind me. I look back and give him a sort of pissed ‘why-didn’t-you-tell-me-your-dad’s-a-rehabilitated-sinner?’ smile… if you wanna call it that.

He calls over two girls. One is tall girl who looks like she’s mid 20s. The other is a small, sickly girl. He picks her up.

Then there’s the little boy, he reminds be a bit of a cherub that looks like Pentious.

The taller of the two girls and my mate are obviously twins but she looks so young. “Dawn, Lana, Alex, this is my mate, Luna-Belle. Una, this is my dad, Pentious, my twin sister, Dawn, Alex, my brother, and this little munchkin is my little sister, Lana.” 

Lana looks like she’s just a baby, barely old enough to start talking and she definitely bares some resemblance to my mate, but it’s small.

”Lana, this is my mate, Una. Say hello to her.” He says quietly.

”Hello, Your Majesty.” She says adorably.

”Ahh ahh ah. None of that. I’m just Una to you.” I say kneeling.

She squirms to get into my arms, so I gently take her, setting her down in front of me.

I summon a fan, cover my eyes with it, and uncover my eyes as I coo, “Peek-a-boo!” I repeat this a few more times. “Boo!” 

It’s now that I get a good look at her. I look at her,then to Cherri, then look back. She looks like Cherri! 

Well, sort of. She has all of Cherri’s coloring, but she looks more like Pen.

“You are quite lucky, son. If she is anything like her mother, she will be a constant companion, and an extremely kind ear.” Sir Pen says as we play.

I smile at him, genuinely smile at him then go back to playing.

She loves it. She’s giggling and so smiley. I kiss her cheek and she hugs me with all the strength in her tiny body. 

I look to Sol for permission and he gives me an encouraging nod. I stroke her hairline with a maternal smile and kiss it as she starts to fall asleep.

I ask Cherri and Pen to stand next to each other and use my magic to take a pic to send to my mom.

‘WOW!’ I think stunned. My mate’s bio mom is the twin sister of Andy and his dad is Sir Pentious, the sinner who sacrificed himself to try to defeat Adam. And Cherri is his stepmother!

I hear a knock and smell yet another scent that I don’t recognize, but is still familiar.

”Mama Junie, welcome. It’s so good to see you.” Molly says to a woman carrying a giant pot.

She looks… vaguely familiar. She has a deer like form, but her form is different shades of pink.

Dark pink hair, very light pink skin, and a medium pink dress and monocle.

Only thing that wasn’t pink about her was her gold irises. 

“Thank y’all so much for having me again. I brought my famous jambalaya.” She says with a Louisiana accent.

“Yum!” Sol says as excited as a kid on Christmas.

“Who’s your friend there?” The woman, Mama June, says.

“Oh. My name is Luna-Belle, but everyone calls me Louie.” I say smiling. 

I like her already. She totally has the classic southern mom feel. She’s very warm, welcoming, and approachable.

”It’s nice to meet you. Sol has told me so much about you! Please, help yourself!” She says.

I serve myself a bowl.

I lied when I said I lost my appetite, I’m actually quite famished. I just wanted to get out for some air.

I blow on the spoon and sip, letting out a moan.

No shellfish, that surprised me, but actually relived me.

I’m very allergic to shellfish, it’s an allergy that I got from Mami.

“How is it?”

”It’s amazing, Mama Junie. In fact… this jambalaya… it tastes just like Uncle Al’s.” I say smiling. I quickly get some more on my spoon and eat eagerly.

She gasps, dropping her spoon and says, “How do you know my son?”

I blink, waiting for my brain to process what I just heard. “What the-” I say. 

~🕰️~

Meanwhile

Back in The Celestial Realm

~CHARLIE’S POV~

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know where Louie is!” The words said by Ariel a few minutes ago echo in my head.

“Okay, she couldn’t have gotten far. Gabe, you check the market place. Micheal, I want all of your best trackers looking for your grandniece.” God says.

Both of the angels nod and fly off to prepare.

Okay, Vaggie and I are starting to get worried. I haven’t been this worried since my baby first got up and cruised away from her Mami. 

At least then and all the times after, she was in a familiar realm.

Despite the anxiety, it had been a great day.

Flashback

As soon as we put her in the car seat in the limo, she immediately shrieked.

Mags walks over and tries playing peekaboo with her. She whines curiously and Mags nuzzles her a bit tickling her. It does quiet her, but it doesn’t stop her from wailing.

Time for her mamas to step in.

Vaggie scooted over to our baby and pulled her seat close. "Está bien, mi milagro. Te tenemos a ti. Mami está aquí ahora. El monstruo se ha ido." (It’s okay, my miracle. We have you. Mommy is here now. The monster is gone).

She buries herself into Vaggie’s chest.

I move over and hug the other side kissing her tears away as I say, “Our sweet little Starlight, don't cry, we got you. Mama’s got you."

She sighs happily grabbing on to the two of us by gripping her tiny hands around on of my fingers with her left hand and one of Vaggie’s with her right.

"Nothing is going to harm you, Darling." Vaggie sings before peppering our baby’s cheek with kisses.

”Not while we’re around.” I add.

She falls asleep to us singing the tune for her.

We get to my old home to pick up my parents.

“Here’s Grandpa! Now… where’s my grandducklings?” Dad says excitedly. ”Where’s my Lunette- and my Maga-roo?” Mom says at the same time.

I’m surprised they are both still here. I thought when he hug up earlier when we invited him to our beach day, he grabbed Mom and flew to the Hotel.

”Lilith, PopPop, I’m happy to see you too, but Louie just fell asleep. Can you please keep it down? She just spent the whole car ride here screaming and crying her eyes out.” Mags whispers rocking the car seat.

I didn’t know it at the time but she had her ears turned off.

“Oh.” They both say. They look at each other.

”I think it’s time we tell them everything.” I say. 

Vaggie sighs looking down at our baby. She presses a gentle kiss on our sleeping baby’s head.

She was the first one Louie told everything to, second only after Mags who she told as soon as she was fired.

But she only told Vaggie when she finally felt comfortable a few weeks after Sheila was fired.

And… she looked about ready to eradicate the whole realm to be sure that- that imp burned.

I was ready to do the same when Vaggie told me, but I thought that was too good for her and put everything else at risk.

”When Louie first started developing her powers, we started really realizing that we couldn’t spend every single second of our lives watching her to make sure she didn’t teleport or shadow travel too far away, so we hired a Nanny. The woman we hired seemed nice enough and had good recommendations from other high ranking families. However, I still had my doubts and so did Charlie, but we felt like we didn’t have any other options… and then, as time went on, it was like she went from kind to bad to worst…” Vaggie says never taking her eyes off our baby.

By the time Vaggie finished, Mags had to hold Dad back away from the widow button so he couldn’t fly off to torture and my mom was livid and sad at the same time.

“My poor, poor Lunette. How could anyone be so cruel?” She says taking the baby from the car seat.

”I didn’t know all of that. I can’t believe I wouldn’t listen.” He says stroking his granddaughter’s cheek with one claw.

”It’s not your fault, PopPop. She told me to tell you that it wasn’t your fault.” Mags says holding his hand.

”What do you mean, you didn’t listen-” Vaggie asks.

“Oh look, we’re here.” I say interrupting.

It took us a minute to get on the elevator and to Gluttony.

I hold my arms for my baby and Mom reluctantly hands her over. 

I take a breath and start tapping at her mental barriers. ‘Sweetie, we’re here.’

’No! Sleep for five more minutes!’ She links back.

‘Your grandparents are here too.’ I tell her.

She shoots awake and reaches for her grandpa giggling, who obliges her happily.

”You ready for a sunny day in Gluttony with BeeBee, Little Lady?” He asks.

”We actually haven’t told her yet. We wanted it to be a surprise.” I say taking her back.

As soon as we get out, Vaggie and I head for the bathroom to get changed.

We have the entire Beach to ourselves and Aunt Bee today.

I lay Louie down on the changing table, get a swim diaper on her, and get on her favorite swimsuit.

It was a silhouette of a howling wolf standing alone in front of a huge white moon with a foggy, different blue shaded, starry night sky.

”My precious little pup.” I say nuzzling my nose into her stomach, just to hear my baby laughing. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you grow  up big and strong, just like your Mamas.”

“Lou-ie. Why is Mami taking so long when everyone is waiting?”

”Charlie! You know I’m not comfortable showing this much skin, especially in front of our girls.” Vaggie complains. 

“Lou-ie!” I say in a singsong voice looking at the happy baby. “Mami’s being silly.” 

“Why did you get me such a revealing suit away?!” Vaggie yells.

”Oh Vaggie,” I say picking up the baby and giving the door a seductive look. “you know why.”

“Okay, okay, stop. Not in front of the baby.” Vaggie says. She sighs and says, “Here I go.”

She walks out in a white bikini with white bows.

“Oh, Vaggie… you look stunning! I love you so much!” I say, trying to mind my language in front of the five month old as said five month old claps and coos.

”Oh, thanks, Hun.” She says bashfully. She points to our daughter and says, “And you-” She walks straight to the baby nuzzling her, making our daughter laugh as she says in a high voice, “Mami doesn’t want you encouraging Mama. No she does not. No she does not.” 

“Ma-mi!” She squeals happily reaching for her mother. I oblige her so I can change.

I hear Vaggie give Louie a spoon full of mashed apple and pumpkin purée as I slip into my light pink, white poke dot bikini.

When I walk out I see Vaggie trying to cox Louie to eat a bit more.

I knew Louie was teasing her, my little devil.

”Louie, come on, sweetie. Just one more bite.” She coxed.

”May I?” I ask holding my hand out for the spoon.

Vaggie slowly looks up and blushes gold.

Aww, she’s so cute!

”Lou-ie, lo-ok. Open for Mama bird.” I say singsongy as I start shaking my tail to distract her and get her to open.

She eagerly opens, laughing and reaching for my tail and eats what I put in, licking her lips clean. She immediately starts making grabby hands for more, which I happily obliged to.

“Thanks for the help, Honey.” Vaggie says staring at me lustfuly.

”Anytime, Vags.” I say returning the look to tease her. I grab Louie in a chest-to-back hold and say, “Meanwhile, we gotta run. Bee and Mags are probably already in the water.” 

Louie starts squirming excitedly at the mention of water.

We head out onto the warm sands of Powdered Sugar Beach.

The beach that got it’s name from the color of the sand.

“MOM! Over here!” I hear my older daughter call. Louie squeals happily at her sister’s voice.

We walk to where my parents set up camp right on the edge of the sand and the deck and get out the sunscreen.

I give the baby quickly to Vaggie and spray some on my hand to just do the basics, intending to do more later.

Normally, the proper thing to do is put sunscreen on the baby first, but Louie squirms so much we’d get all screened up anyway.

”Vaggie, you want me to do you?” I ask.

”Of course.” She says showing her back to me where the sensitive skin from the scars where her old wings were.

But as soon as I went to do her, Vaggie’s grip slipped and Louie immediately crawled at a record pace to the deck. And just as we were about to call for her, she stood up and speedily cruised towards the water and towards Bee and Mags.

My maternal instincts kicked in and two seconds later I was on the edge of the dock.

“Lou-iee, come to Mommy.” I call out nervously for my daughter. But when she saw I was behind her, she immediately jumped in as I shouted, “LOUIE! NO!”

I caught her, just as I would always be there to catch her.

She whines and wiggles out of my grip, straining until she plops in.

At the time, I didn’t know if she could swim on her own, so I took a breath to hold and jumped in after her.

I heard familiar laughing and clapping as she watched all the fish.

Apparently, my baby could breathe down here.

She let a gasp as she saw her sister’s tail, laughing as she swam towards it and grabbed it. I camp up topside to see Mags waving her tail with her sister on it around gently before bringing it down to her arms after reaching for the baby.

”Again, again.” She shouted, nearly giving me a heart attack.

Mags went to repeat this over and over.

The last time she kept shouting, “Higher! Higher!”

“No higher, no higher.” I say worried. She growls at me for trying to stop her fun, but Mags obliges with her wishes.

But she loses her grip as soon Mags goes up and was nearly eaten by a shark. “LOUIE!”

Luckily, my Dad caught the giggling baby by wrapping an arm around her belly before anything of the sort could happen.

I guess it isn’t the worst thing if I wasn’t always the one to catch her because I knew Vaggie or my dad would.

”I gotcha.” He says after pulling her in. He ruffles her hair but the little girl looks less than amused. “Come on, Apple Cider, don’t be mad at me.” 

“Bad PopPop.” She whines.

”Honey, it’s dangerous to play in the ocean water willy-nilly like that. You know that. You could have been eaten.” He says hugging her close, laying her ear on his chest.

”I just wanted to play!” She pouts ignoring him.

”You scared your mom.… And me.” He responds.

“Come on, Apple Cream, cheer up. I hate seeing you so sad.” Bee says taking her and nuzzling her. She pouts sadly. “Why don’t we-” She whispers the rest so I can’t hear.

She irrupts into laughter and Bee takes her down stream a bit and forms a colorful bubble around her, soon going under water.

”Hang on.” I hear. I see some of Bee’s colorful bubbles and next thing I know, the bubble with the two of them bounces around us on the water using their wings to propel it. 

“Take cover.” I say just as it comes close. But it calms down to a skip by then and Louie seemed to love it.

She couldn’t stop laughing. 

“Hey can I get in on that action?” Mags asks. 

I hop in with her and so does Vaggie, Mom, and Dad. Bee had to reinforce the bubble.

Louie and Bee guide the bubble to an underwater geyser with their wings and Bee fills it up to the brim with her bubbles.

We rocket up all going, “WoOoAaHh!”

When it was over, both of my girls kept screaming, “Again, again.”

The adults sat out for this one, but the girls had a blast.

Back to the Present

I’m brought out of my thoughts by a ding from my phone, signaling I got a text.

”It’s Louie!” I say. Everyone gathers around me.

‘Mama! You’re never going to believe this! He’s alive! Sir Pentious is alive! He’s here in heaven!’

”Pentious?” I ask looking off to space. Another ding brings me out of it. It’s a picture of Pentious and- wait!

”Wait! That’s Cherri! That snake really did it.” Vaggie said.

I smile at the picture, but I don’t respond.

I know my baby well enough to know that she isn’t ready to tell me where she is.

I save it and pocket my phone.

”At least we know she’s safe.” I say.

~🕰️~

A Few Minutes Later

Back in Paradise 

~LOUIE’S POV~

I pull up a portrait of me and Uncle Al on my phone and say, “Is this your son?”

He may look different, but a soul can always recognize ones they loved during life.

It was a photo of the two of us sparing. It was particularly hard to do, as his face kept glitching out. I had to enchant my camera.

“Yes…that’s my boy.” She says sadly smiling.

”He told me to tell you if I ever saw you in heaven, not to blame yourself and the way you raised him for what he did. It wasn’t your fault. It was his father’s.” I say. She smiles at me even sadder.

Technically, I added the last part. But it doesn’t matter cause it was implied and it makes her smile at me.

It’s then that Emily arrives.

”Honey, I’m back.” She says.

”Hey Hun.” Molly says as she comes and gives her a kiss on the lips.

”Oh, hey, Louie. I didn’t know that I would find you here. Your moms are worried sick about you. Are you okay?” Emily asks.

“I’m okay, Em.” I say smiling.

”Oh, I almost forgot!” She says. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out an old velvet pouch. She gives it to me as she says, “Here. Open it.”

Inside was a beautiful ring. It was pure holy gold with the Heavenly Seal of a dove on a cross decorated with olive tree roots carved into a beautiful blue topaz.

On the side it said, ‘The Light Bringer.’ and my initials on one side and the other side had the same thing with PopPop’s old initials.

“It was your grandfather’s. The Heavenly Father had it reset for you a while ago and asked me to give you it if I saw you. Sort of as his way to start making amends.”

I go to hug her.

As I hug her, for the first time, I get a goood whiff of her scent.

I let Lia take control and she sniffs her up.

’What?’ I ask as I take in the familiar scent. It smells almost exactly like.… ‘It’s not possible.’

’What’s going on, Una? Una? Una what is it?” Sol asks through our link.

‘Emily… her scent… it’s almost identical tooooo-” I answer. ‘Oh boy!’ 

Lia charges back to The Sanctuary in The Celestial Realm, our anger acting as a turbo charge as we fly.

Someone has a LOT of explaining to do.

~🕰️~

12 Minutes Later

The Celestial Realm

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I shift midway to the doors and throw them open.

”GOD! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! I NEED TO SPEAK WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!” I yell.

”You rang?” He says. Soon, He appears in a flash of white light, but He’s two minutes too late.

I see my parents, grandparents, Sera and the archangels appear as well to watch what is going to happen.

“YOU SENT SERA TO STEAL A NEWBORN FROM HER PARENTS JUST CAUSE SHE WAS AN ANGEL!” I growl at God as my demonic (lycan, half human, half wolf) form slowly comes out.

Lilith immediately flinches and looks down sadly, making PopPop place a comforting hand on her shoulder and Mama look at them in confusion.

“It all makes sense now! Why else would a seraphim give two shits about what happened to demons even if she was the angel of joy, unless a part of her knew those were her people?! Her family! To think it took me this long to realize it!”

”I had too, Nephalem! Your grandparents left me no choice! Like I said earlier, ‘HELL IS NO PLACE FOR A YOUNG ANGEL!’” God yells. 

“I DON’T CARE! YOU ROBBED MY GRANDMOTHER OF THE CHANCE TO HAVE HER BABIES COME OUT OF THE WOMB ALIVE! YOU ROBBED MY MOTHER OF HER RIGHT TO GROW UP WITH HER SISTER! YOU ROBBED ME OF MY AUNT AND ALLOWED SERA TO ROB ME OF MY SISTER, MAGS!” I yell walking towards him preparing to slap him, which I do.

I slap Him, claws fully out, making everyone in the room gasp and every angel try to defend Him, but He silences them.

“YOU KNOW NOTHING OF US! I HAVE TRIED TO BE POLIET, I HVE TRIED TO DO THIS THE ‘ANGELIC’ WAY, BUT NOW IT’S TIME TO DO THIS MY WAY!”

”And you know not of what you’re talking about!” He says. He slams his thumb into my forehead, making me shut my eyes and fall. 

(Disclaimer; vision inspired by biancaroseg77‘s story ‘Charlie’s Unknown Twin Sister’ and the comic for the story made by Toridesori)

I wake up in a hallway in Castle Morningstar to the sound of aggrieved and pained—the pain of grieving, not normal pain—wailing of a women and freeze.

I know exactly when and where I am in time.

“Luci? What are you doing?” I hear Lilith’s voice ask. Soon, the sound of a man breathing and two babies cooing, followed closely by crying and hugging is heard.

I breathe a sigh of relief and wonder what to do next.

Something tells me to follow the cooing, so I do.

I follow it, floating to a room, a room in Castle Morningstar that I know very well.

This is the room Mama was born in, only with decor from the time period.

I float up to see my grandparents staring at two little cooing bundles with two ruffled up, twisted blankets swaddling them.

Two babies.… I was right.

But, something in me tells me something very, very rare happened.…

(*gasp) ‘Simultaneous Monoamniotic twins!’ I think.

I saw the stitches, so she was just sown back up.

Their doctors must’ve done a C-Section upon noticing that the babies weren’t as active as they should’ve been, and took them out at the exact same time in their pointless—well, near pointless—haste to save both.

”It- It’s done, babe! We did it! They’re out and they’re alive! Phew! Those were two big babies to need an incision that big, but it wasn’t too bad. Right Luci?” LeeLee says, the laborious birth just now hitting her and making her exhausted, but completely overwhelmed with happiness of a new mother over the new arrivals. PopPop is staring at baby Emily and I can hear his heart beating. Hard. “Come say hi. Our children want to meet their Daddy.”

But for the first time ever, he ignores her, focusing on the tiny wings on baby Emily, which are currently wrapped around her mother and sister.

How they are not burning her, I have no idea.

“Luci?” He faints. “Honey?”

She looks next to her and spots her husband on the ground.

”LUCI?!” She exclaims, wild with worry. He’s sprawled out and frozen from shock. “LUCIFER!” Her worry only makes the babies wake up screaming.

“It’s okay, little ones. Daddy’s fine. We’ve both just had long nights. Oh, my little stars, Mommy’s here, Mommy’s here. Mama’s right here.” She manages to quiet them by singing and gently rocking them.

But as soon as they left their mother’s embrace to be looked over by the doctors, they full on shrieked.

Which was actually helpful cause PopPop woke up.

I could tell, she was in real pain. She was going to die, and soon. Also, her horns were growing, and that got more and more painful as you age, like getting your tonsils removed.

“Princesses, Your Majesties.” The doc says handing them the babies back.

But he isn’t gushing over his two newborn daughters. No, no, no, instead, he looks like he’s about to have a panic attack.

”Our baby’s an angel! Lilith, how could this happen?! H- how is this even possible?!” He says in a harsh tone. “I hope you can understand that we can’t raise her here! She’ll be in danger every second, she could be killed.”

”OVER MY FUCKING DEAD BODY WOULD I LET THAT HAPPEN, BUT YOU AREN’T TAKING MY BABIES FROM ME!” She growls.

They look at each other in surprise. Lilith hardly ever raised her voice at her husband.

I guess carrying a fallen angel’s Nephilims in Hell will leave the mother with some demonic traits. 

She did it when in labor, but he didn’t think much of it. She was in a lot of pain, so much so that she demanded he take at least 55% of it away because of how long she had been carrying them.

“Lili, that is one of the last things I want, but we may not have a choice.” PopPop says pleading with tear struck eyes.

Emily coos, making him humph to himself and briefly tickle the baby angel’s soft cheek making her gurgle .

I bet it felt soft like children imagine clouds feeling.

“Oh, alright. We can try, but we’ll have to make those wings look a tad bit more demonic.” 

Looks like Emily won him over. So that’s where I get that from.

Mama is good at winning people over, but most people find her optimistic attitude annoying among other things, which is why some don’t like her all that much.

Back on topic, Lilith gently kisses him.

”We can do that easily.” She says looking at their babies. He puts a hand on her shoulder, gently giving her a squeeze as she looks at him.

”I know we will raise them to the best of our abilities so they become strong, brave, independent leaders, just like their mommy.” He says making her smile with adoration.

But then a gold portal opens as Lilith hides the babies in her arms, and the exorcist army and Sera appear.

“Sera?” LeeLee asks.

It’s then she spots little Emily, but Mama is hidden. “So it’s true. She gave birth to an angel and you restored her?!”

He stands in front of Lilith, shielding her and his daughters.

”Stay away from them, Sera!” He demands, but he is ignored.

’”How is this even possible?” Sera mumbles to herself.

”Sera, you don’t have to do this. She needs her mother right now.” He says.

”Your Father sent me, Sameal. He demands that she be returned to her rightful place in the sky.” Sera says.

LeeLee grabs a tighter hold of the bundle holding her baby, unintentionally covering one ear with her breast and the other with her arm as she growls out, “SHE’S MY FUCKING NEWBORN DAUGHTER! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT-”

She looks desperately at her husband groaning in pain with her voice still distorted. Her eyes slowly filled with tears as she weakly begs, “Luci, please.., our baby… don’t let them… take our baby away.” 

“Luci?”

“Don’t worry Lili. I’m not giving up our daughter that easily.” He says.

”Okay, enough of this.” Sera says. She waves her hand and blue light surrounds itself around little Em, taking her away.

“NO! NO, MY BABY!” Lilith yells as Emily floats to Sera’s arms and, predictably, starts crying. She turns to her husband and shouts, “LUCIFER!”

“SERA STOP!” He orders, full demon using his full angelic command, but she ignores him. 

“Not one more step, You’re Majesty.” An exorcist with an archangelic blade says slowly and sarcastically. He tries to use his magic to ‘call’ the baby back to him, but it’s like Sera’s arms are forming a giant magic proof cocoon.

”SERA! I AM BEGGING YOU! DON’T TAKE MY BABY! PLEASE,… SERA, PLEASE!” LeeLee begs, crying with Emily, but Sera ignores both of their tears and her pleading cries, leaving after saying one last thing looking back at the sobbing parents;

“I will take care of her and raise her as my own. She will have a better life then she ever could have with you. You have my word.”

Then, the portal closes… with the still crying baby and Sera on the other side.

I want to do something, say something, but I know it’s no good.

This is memory. You can’t change memory and have it take affect in the real world. Believe me, I’ve tried.

”NO! SERA PLEASE! BRING HER BACK! SERA, PLEASE BRING MY BABY BACK!” She shakily cries out in between sobs as she slowly, yet almost painlessly, dies crying.

PopPop cradled her and Mama in his arms as she laid dying from childbirth.

It hurt to see her like that. Broken.

”Emily and Charlotte. Those are their names.” She says, still crying as she wakes up newly dead after a few hours in her husband’s arms.

”Yes. Emily and Charlotte. Such beautiful names for our girls.” He says.

I feel myself shift sideways uncontrollably and I’m back at a late 18th century version of the temple.

Sera comes through the portal with a still crying baby Emily, desperately trying to calm her down, only stopping when the archangels and exorcists noticed Emily.

They raise their weapons angrily preparing to attack until God shows up and demands, “What is the meaning of this?”

Sera approaches and shows God the still crying baby. “What is this?”

”Your granddaughter.” She responds.

He immediately recognizes the magic in little Emily, His own magic was so much like her father’s that she was finally able to calm down.

”Sera… WHAT DID YOU DO?!” He yells, looking completely shocked.

After a long explanation, God sighs and says, “You brought her here, you take care of her.”

As Sera was soothing Emily, she felt it as Emily was named and decided to keep the name because it suited her.

I accidentally share my findings with them as they help me up.

All of us glare at Sera all at once for two different reasons;

One, she robbed me of my auntie and robbed Lilith and PopPop of their baby when she was just born.

Two, this is what my mom’s were glaring about, it looks like I had passed out so God could explain something Sera did, but they couldn’t be mad at him.

”Great-Grandpa, I wish to offer my apologies for my outburst. It’s very out of character for me.” I apologize.

”There’s no need, my sweet child.” He says walking over to me and places His hands on my shoulders smiling. He starts scratching me under the chin in the spot I like, and says, “There’s no need.” He kisses my hairline and I smile.

”I will give you a month’s time to present me with an alternative for spending all your time in Heaven.”

I nod.

My glare turns to Sera.

”You… took me from my family on the day I was born?!” Emily says.

”Emily… I-I-I-” Sera says.

”All this time… you lied to me?!” Emily says panting.

”No! A lie is a bad thing! I did something so you could live a better life.” Sera begs.

”I will NEVER forgive you!” We—including Emily, but excluding Mami—say to Sera.

”Emily!” She begs.

”Stop! I don’t want to hear it!” She says before flying away.

Mama and I glare at Sera one more time and I shoot off flying after Emily.

~🕰️~

15 Minutes Later

Somewhere in Paradise

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

“Emily? Emily?” I call as I fly, tracking her using my wolves superb sense of smell. I look up and I spot Emily on a rain cloud.

Her spirit sadly calls out to mine. ‘Why?’ It says.

”Em?” I say as I use my spirit to respond out gently, using the cloud to stabilize myself against the wind and rain. I pull myself on.

This is quite nice, actually.

Anway,… back to the task at hand.

~🕰️~

~EMILY’S POV~

I can’t believe it! She lied to me… all these years she fucking LIED TO ME?! And about something this big?!

All this time, I had a sister, a mother, a father, and the sweetest two little girls for nieces.

Flashback

”Oh, hi. I’m your Auntie Emmie.” I say holding and gently bouncing the newborn princess as she coos and moves in her blankets.

I went down to Hell to visit shortly after Louie was born. It was the middle of the afternoon on Christmas Day.

I scratched under her chin and she coos, making her start sending happiness through the spirit.

Charlie smiles watching us together, but Vaggie is visibly on edge.

”All the rehabilitated sinners send their love and well wishes for the baby.” I say as I walk over, kiss her cheek, and return her to her mother’s arms.

I left out the part that Sir Pentious didn’t know… yet.

I had been in such a hurry to see the baby when she was born that I forgot that (*read in a slow tempo) Pentious doesn’t keep up with the news regarding his old home and realm.

Oops.

Back to the Present

I’m brought out of my thoughts by a weight in my lap.

”Hmm?” I say looking down to see a small white wolf with black speckled socks and a black moon mark on her flank.

”Oh, hello, you must be Lailah.” I start scratching behind her ear and she gives me a wolfy version of a purr.

 But soon she bolts up with her ears pointed forward, growling. Soon, she jumps off the cloud and charges towards the gate.

~🕰️~

~LOUIE’S POV~

’Will someone please tell me what’s going on here?’ I ask, although I wasn’t really expecting an answer as my two wolves merge in a flash of blue light.

’Mags is in trouble!’ Lia tells me.

’Someone attacked Loona, and Harper too!’ Lena tells me.

’What are you waiting for?! I know we can go faster than this!’ I scream through our link.

That’s all the motivation my girls needed, because they ran as if they were supercharge for the purpose to be able to run up to the speed of light.

I make us a portal so we go directly to where my sister is and we charge through it.

~🕰️~

A Few Seconds Later

Somewhere Near The Edge of Pentagram City, The Pride Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I spot my sister being stared at by a brown peahen.

Wait a minute! BROWN PEAHEN?!

’Báthory!’ I think as Lena quietly growls.

‘Okay, Lia. Here what I want you to do; you get Mags and everyone else to Sloth while Selene and I take care of this.’

‘But I want to help.’ Lia whines.

’I know, girl, but right now, the two of us alone are to small to do much and Mags and everyone need your healing magic to heal them as much as you can. Not Selene’s destructive magic. Use your magic to relay the message to not let any of them die, or else they die. Selene and I got this one.’ I link her.

Lia growls but relents walking out of our subconscious making Selene fully take over.

Lena quietly charges and bites into Báthory’s neck just as she’s about for the kill, but Bathroy cuts her on the muzzle with a claw, making us whine in pain. Selene throws Bath with so much forces went through a few of the surrounding trees.

I open up a portal to Sloth right under Mags as Selene protectively growls.

‘Stop! She’s mine! You’ll have your fun, but she’s mine till someone needs to deliver the final below.’ I command.

She nods and gives me back control. 

I drop and land in a tiger pose, quickly getting up.

”YOU!” Batho says.

”Nice to see you too, Lizzie.” I taunt. I grab my weapon from my necklace and say, “How about we make this a fair fight, You Euro-Trash, Hell Whore?” 

”You little brat, you’ve fallen right into my trap.” She says grabbing a knife. She charges and I use my wolf speed to evade her over and over.

”You sure about that?” I ask as I dodge her.

She grabs onto my weapon, disabling me from moving without dropping it, but she doesn’t strike. Yet.

“I knew those little harlots you call friends would get you to show up tonight, so I can take my sweet, slow revenge.” She says.

She slashes across my neck with her claw instead of the knife, making me scream in pain. I growl and slash her on her cheek.

“Ow!” She screams. She slaps me with such force, it sends me flying.

“Eh, one problem with that.” I say. I fling my blood onto her and it visibly burns her, but not as much as it should. It heals some of the marks on her face, but creates another burn.

It’s small, but just big enough to be noticeable.

”You’re not a virgin anymore!” She says outraged.

”Fully marked and mated.” I say showing my mark off proudly. “Don’t worry. I don’t expect a congratulations from you.” 

“You little harlot!” She snaps. But then something about her thoughts makes her sneer twist into a wicked smile. “No matter. Angel’s blood is forever pure and will heal the so called, ‘unhealable’ burns your whore of a grandmother left.”

I slash at her again, knocking her down.

”Don’t you dare bring Lilith into this.” I order pointing my weapon at her heart.

”Aww, what? Did our last meeting sour your opinion of ‘LeeLee’?” She asks to get me angry.

I growl at her.

That’s when Selene decided to pull me out.

Let’s just say that the cannibal town will have a new shipment of pulled and chopped meat tomorrow.

Yep. Still getting over the fact Selene has angelic steel teeth.

’Lena! Len, Mags!’ I link urgently. I send a text to Rosie to let her know about the new meat and where I am going in case my parents come looking before opening a portal.

~🕰️~

Two Seconds Later

St. Ann’s Hospital, Sloth Ring

~LOUIE’S POV CONT’D~

I run in to see Blitz, Uncle Fiz, Octavia, Uncle Tex, Millie, Moxxie, their young daughter Little Mae, Loona's other best friend Flare, Mama Bee, and Stolas. 

Uncle Tex and Mama Bee just started publicly dating all together actually. They are all engaged. I’m really happy for them. 

‘She better get to walk down the aisle, or so help me God dam it, someone is gonna pay!’ I think.

”Louie!” Mama Bee says.

I run to them and hug them.

”How is she? Any news?” I ask anxiously.

“No. Not a peep, Lana.” O says.

”Thank you for all you’ve done. That wolf of yours is the one of the only reasons she’s getting any treatment at all.” Blitz says.

I hold back a growl. I need to have a little… chat with Aunt Bel regarding that subject.

”Please don’t thank me. Báthory only targeted Loona as bait for me.” I say sadly sitting, burying myself in my arms.

Blitz puts a hand on my shoulder making me let out a confused whine. “None of this is your fault, Princess. My Loonie Toonie gets into plenty of trouble all by herself.” He says.

I smile and put my hand on his hand.

I send Selene to check on Mags and Lia to check on Harper. 

‘Mags is stable and out of surgery.’ Lena links.

‘Harper too.’ Lia tells me.

‘Great job girls. Now just bunk there for the night. It’ll be a long one.’ I tell them both.

Blitz paces and O, Stolas, Bee, Tex, Flare, Mama Bee, and I all sit, never taking our eyes off the door.

Aunt Bel came by to check on the family, but when she saw that I was hurt, her Healer/Aunt instincts kicked in.

”Louie, My Little Phoenix, you’re hurt! Come, we must get that cut taken care of right away.” She says trying to pull me along.

”No.” I say calmly pulling my hand out of her grasp.

“Luna, you are exposing yourself to infection. Do you really want your moms to have another reason to fuss all over you?” She asks.

I sigh and say in a reluctant tone, “Fine.” She smiles victoriously but I’m about to drop a bombshell on her. “Do it here, but please be quick about it.” 

She gulps. “Luna, I really must object. One hound isn’t worth all this fuss.” She says. 

Blitz growls and my eye twitches in anger as I say, “What did you jut say?!”

She gulps again, remembering that I’m soft on this particular hound and these imps.

I stand and force my aura out. “No, Aunt Bel, really. I’m dying to know. You were saying?”  

“I was just saying that, although I understand your connection with the patient, who knows what germs all these mutts and im-” She says, shriveling under the influence of my full command. 

I rush over sending out my most threatening aura. “Moxxie, Millie, cover Mea’s ears!” I order.

Their hands rocket to her ears and eyes.

”Luna?” Stolas pleads, but I ignore him.

”FINISH THAT SENTENCE, MOTHER FUCKER!” I growl furiously. “Those are my friends you are talking about and right now, my best friend is lying in there because of Bàthory’s obsession with me.” I give her a casual, yet wicked smile and say in a tone that leaves no room for argument my- that Lilith often used, “So here’s what’s going to happen;… I’m going to wait here, in this very chair next to my friends, waiting for Loona to recover—And your doctors better fucking give their fucking ALL to make sure she fucking recovers, or else I will burn this hospital to the ground and make you pay till you beg for mercy for what you just said about MY friends!—and your going to bandage me up here, or not at all.” She is visibly shaking from the weight of my aura.

Good.

She needs to know when to keep those supremesticst opinions to herself.

“Your choice.” I sit back down.

She nods still shaking like a leaf and runs off to get bandages.

Blitz looks at me smugly and opens his mouth to say something but I interrupt him by saying, “DON’T! SAY! ANYTHING!” 

His lips were sealed shut after my command.

Bel quickly bandaged me up, bowed to, and me and started to leave.

”Hang on. One more thing. Apologize.” I say.

”Princess, I really must apologize for my behavior concerning your relationship to the family-” She says.

”Not to me. To Blitz, Loona’s father.” I say.

”Apologize to an imp?!” She demands outraged.

I give her a warning glare and say, ”Does it look like I’m fucking joking, does it look like I was asking to you either?! Apologize! NOW!”

”Blitz, I must apologize for how I treated you while you already have enough on your mind.” She says bowing.

I looked to him gently, letting him know that he doesn’t have to forgive her.

He nods anyway, probably still under the effects of my command. I immediately cancel it after that.

“Good! NOW GET!” I order my demonic form coming out as I issue my command. “Please.”

Bel marches off.

Huh. I wonder where all that came from…

…Maybe the day had more of an impact on me than I thought.

I take a breath and go back to watching the door.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, a doctor comes out.

He smiles at all of us, and there wasn’t one of us who didn’t heave a humongous sigh of relief. 

I open up my link so the girls can hear.

“Loona is resting. She’ll be able to have visitors soon. It’s a good thing your wolf got her here so fast, Princess.” He says.

My wolves are practically howling in excitement at the news.

”Thank you, doctor. I will handle everything.” I say bowing. I smile at Blitz, O, and Stolas. “It’s the least I could do.”

”Louie!” I hear my mother call making me flinch as Bel does the bandages.

When Bel finishes and goes, I turn to see my Logma spotting me as they come around a corner. Glitz flies into Glam in shock and the both start flying towards me at a record pace at the same time, colliding into me, narrowly avoiding where Báthory cut into my neck.

Glam suddenly spots the bandages.

’It’s okay Glammy. I had a little run in with Batho. But I’m not too banged up.’ I link stroking their fur.

My entire family practically tackles me.

PopPop grabs me by the cheek and turns my head so he sees all of my neck.

He growls.

‘Did he just spot… what I thought he just spotted.’ I think.