Dark Vs Light

Reunion

Ten years later

Walking through the red fire, my mind became blank with rage. Exorcists were shooting holy guns, throwing holy water, and summoning sprits to help them destroy me. My red flames grew stronger with the more angry I got. Hearing the exorcists screams of pain filled my soul with happiness. "Burn exorcists! Feel the pain of what y'all do to us." I yelled throwing my arms up to summon my red fire grow stronger.

"Burn in hell demon!" screamed a exorcist coming at me with fists of rage. When he slung his fist, I grabbed his fist and squeezed it. Then, he tried swinging his other fist, but I quickly grabbed the other one. With both of his hands in mine, I pushed the red flames inside me out through my hands. The exorcist tried to pull away, but my grip was stronger. Swarming through his arm, red flames engulfed his arms going to his chest and head. Quickly, red flames burned all over his body. Hearing his screams of pain, I let him go and saw in roll around screaming until he was gone. Turning around, the exorcists had either left or was killed.

With a flip of my wrist, the fire vanished. All that remained was the soulless bodies of the exorcists. My demon wings stretched out from my body ready to soar away. Searching for the leader of this operation, I pushed my tail over all the motionless bodies to find his body. The scorned body of the man was unnoticeable to any one, but I knew who he was by the silver plain key dangling around his neck. Wrapping around the key, my tail jerked the key off his neck. Ashes from his neck flew the air. Placing the key in my hand, I adjusted the hilt on my sword, pushed off and flew away.

I soared through the night sky with the warm summer wind blowing my long red hair. Looking down, humans walked around enjoying the night. Since demons were invisible to all humans but exorcists, none of them saw me. Most demons are not supposed to be seen, but half demons (which are rare) can be noticed. Different from the other demons, I am able to transform to a human form.

Soaring through the night, I noticed a monastery with a giant hole in it. I flew down there to find remains of a Grant Demon presence being here. Boards were stacked up all of the place or ripped off the walls. Pews were threw through the walls. Everything was destroyed, but then I saw a familiar site laying on the floor. A pair of glasses with crosses attached catch my attention. Bending down, I picked up the glasses and began to wonder what happened. This place was all too familiar. Then, my heart broke seeing blood on the floor.

After two hours of listening to demon rumors, I finally discovered where Bro. Mike was buried. At the Oak Grove Cemetery, I pulled my wings and tail inside my body. I relaxed my body allowing the red marks to disappear. After changing my eye color to yellow, my teeth dull, and my ears in the shape of a humans, I began to walk behind the stone wall and change into a red short dress with thin straps and sandals. Dressing like a human gave me a chance to search around for Bro. Mike's grave. Each tombstone had its own design, but none of the words said who I was looking for. Finally, I found the tombstone. On the shaped crossed tombstone read, "Mike Lewis Perry. January 3, 1960 - March 9, 2014. A loving father, amazing son and wonderful caretaker. May God's angels fly you to the pearly gates of heaven."

Years had went by after I left, but I allows watched them at home. Standing in front of the tombstone, I tried to cry, but father pushed me to feel tears as a weakness. Placing my hand on his tombstone, I felt the cold stone on my finger tips. I remembered when he took me in to his home, and when I returned to this world, he knew what I was but did not kill me. The old man felt a need to protect me and let me live. "Goodbye old friend." I said taking my hand away from the stone.

"Get away from my father's grave!" yelled a voice. Turning around, I saw a boy. While wearing a white t-shirt with a jacket and black pants and black converses, his dark blue eyes, white hair, and pale skin combined for a perfect combination. On his side was a sword in its hilt with blue marks covering the handle.

Staring at the boy, I thought, "Marcus."

'Michaela? It can not be you," spoke Marcus as he walked closer to me. Not letting him get close, I ran into the forest by the cemetery. "Wait!" he yelled behind me, but I could not stop. If they knew, demons would come after him for a midnight snack. Sticks snapped as I ran through the forest. Feeling like I was far away, I bent my knees and jumped into a thick leaf covered tree. Finally, Marcus stood under the tree. My heart pounded in hate of myself for leaving him that night.

Glancing at him, I thought, "Maybe everyone would still be alive." Then, the memory ran through my mind, and I realized my father's assassins would of found me for the ceremony.

"She is alive. I was not dreaming this time." Marcus spoke gazing up into the trees. Pushing myself closer to the tree's log, I kept out of sight. Soon, he got vanished into the trees after giving up looking. Jumping down from the ground, I preceded to make my way home. I closed my eyes, and let the darkness from Hell swarm around my body. Quickly, I opened them to become surrounded in an area of dark red light. When the light went away, I found myself back at home.

In the corner of my room stood my dark red bed with black sheets and pillows. On one side of the room was a door that I could walk in and wear either human clothes or tight leather clothes to go on a mission in. Other than those things and my window, my room was pretty boring. Walking over to my black coal door, I started reaching in my boobs for the key.

Suddenly, I heard my father's voice in my head say, "Meet me at the fire pit." Responding to my father's words, I left my room. On the way, I had to pass the torture room. Father enjoys torturing angels, half-breeds, humans, and anything that can scream in fear.

While I was walking by, the guards bowed their head in respect. Even though no one can escape for Hell without help, it does not hurt to have a few winged emerald dragons to help. Emerald dragons are in the lower class of Hell, but if trained right, they can be murders. Closing my wings closer to my body, I made my way through the torture room. Finally, I made it to the fire pit. Flames sizzled in the pit while lava oozed through the floor. Then, I saw my father sitting on a stone bench gazing at the fire pit.

Noticing me, my father lifted his head up looking at the fire pit. My father was a full blooded demon, but not just a demon, he was the devil himself. With his skin color being dark red, demon wings shooting out from his back, a long, pointy red tail coming from his butt, black eyes, long elf like ears, and teeth sharp enough to rip someone to pieces, any one would be scared of him but me. He glared at me with his black eyes. After making my way towards my father, I sat down besides him. With the key still in my hand, I passed it over to my father.

Taking it from me with his red claw like figured, he said, "Good job. Now to restore the orange, white, and yellow flames, and I shall have my revenge." Looking at me, a smirk grew on his face, "And you are going to bring all the flames to me."

"Father, how will I do that?" I asked.

His smirk grow into a smile as he explained, "Well let me explain. The flames are chosen at age two. In Hell, to become a red or orange flame, a ceremony must be done to find out who is the true flames. Same way goes for the blue and white flame in Heaven, but the Earth flame is chosen from purest heart. When all five are chosen, their flames are transferred into the crystals till their sixteenth birth day, but what if we could us the deceased flames stones to revive the? Since they were not sixteen, their flames are still alive till decision day. Those three have not chosen a side to battle with, so their soul could be still out their. You can retrieve the five flames, revive them before their birthday, and bring them to me."

Glaring at my father, I said puzzled, "Damian has one day till decision day! On top of that Rebacca is guarded at the Vatican. I have no clue where Sasha is buried, and the crystals are at hidden in Dagona Temple. How can I do that by myself?"

Father rolled his eyes and said, "Get the blue flame. He has just been discovered at Oak Grove. You will start in the morning. Now go to bed. Oh and remember you are the last one to turn sixteen which is in five days. Choose the right side, little princess." My father finished shaking my red hair in a mess. Smiling, I made my way out of the fire pit and back to my room.

As I made my way to my room, I wondered, "Oak Grove huh? Could it be him?"