[ WP ] He 's a demon who wants to be an angel , she 's an angel that wants to be a demon .

The belief that he never belonged in hell had kept him strong for awhile. He was n't perfect by any means but he lived his life more devoted than most. He was kind, humble and giving. He loved so much and hated nothing and no one. It eventually dawned on him that this was n't just a belief of his. His tormenters knew, gaining a sick satisfaction from it. He could n't file any paperwork, ask for a transfer or a reevaluation. This was a mistake that no one would correct. No one cared to correct. The demons did n't care, the angel that had taken his soul did n't care, God did n't care. He realized he would never escape as a lost soul and committed himself to the darkness. The hatred, the vengeance, and the vile hoping that he may one day find a light that would bring him back. For years he internalized the anger, every torture cataloged in his mind until the pain stopped. It was darkness. 
 
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 The living ca n't see demons. In fact demons can rarely influence life on their plane due to the Angel's constant watch. You had to be clever in your havoc which few demons ever were. The madness that drove them twisted their mind. Most behaved like wild animals making them easy pickings for the ever vigilent angels. Lucas was n't like that, he was careful with his chaos. He had to be if he were to ever find her again. She. The one that took him that day and delivered him to his torture cell. As twisted as Lucas had become a thought still lingered in his mind, there had been some mistake. She would know. She could fix him, heal him, make him ascend.The thought of transforming into an angel was ludicrous, however after his transformation impossible was no longer a concept he accepted. 
 
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 Word had gotten around that a demon had reached a level of self control and cleverness that made it a danger to the living. Walking a double edge sword creating chaos while seeking divinity Lucas had become more powerful. His remorse for his actions churning away inside, intensifying his demonic presence. Nothing he did gave any indication of change though. That is until he saw her again. They stood facing each other across a street. The few souls that transited the street that night were none the wiser of the reunion taking place. He wondered if she would remember him, well more like recognize him. Angels are said to remember every soul they delivered. In a blink she stood in front of him. Every angel he had encountered before had attacked him immediately without warning, as he stood ready to strike, he stopped. She smiled at him. She recognized him he thought. 
 
 `` Look at you. What have you done to yourself?'' The angel spoke with a smile on her face. 
 
 `` You did this to me!'' Lucas barked back. While he had gotten used to his violent outbursts he was still surprised by his reaction. 
 
 She looked at him with an eerie calmness. 
 
 `` Can you...,'' he began to say but was interrupted. 
 
 `` Fix you? I already am Lucas'' 
 
 He began to fill warm, a feeling he had long forgotten. As a demon you always felt cold. Her glow leaving her body and overwhelming his untill he stood angelic and she looked like nothing more than a mere human. Feelings of trust, humility and love rushed through his body, awakening him. As the process was complete the first thing that struck him was the realization that all those bad feelings were still there. Once again, like if she knew what was going through his mind she spoke to him. 
 
 `` They do n't go away. They never do. Just like you held on to that hope, the fear and anger will always remain. You ca n't have one without the other. You have to choose which of those feelings to reinforce. Which to gain your strength from. But this wo n't be any issue for you, I can guarantee it.'' 
 
 `` I'm not sure if you knew about me or what your reasons were for not finding me if you did. But it's ok. I forgive you. Thank you.'' Lucas closed his eyes relishing in the wonder, the joy, the peace of mind he once again had. He might have hated her at one point but he loved her now. He had to tell her. `` Once my condemner now my savior, what is your name my fair heroin for I know I love you?'' Lucas extended his hands unto her, embracing her. 
 
 `` I'm proud of you Lucas. The irony, is you bring me such joy. I never thought this would ever happened. Shows you what wickedness can accomplish once you apply yourself'' 
 
 It felt like a pinch. That is all. A pinch, in his chest. There was no pain afterwards. Just a pinch. He backed away from her not knowing what had occurred. 
 
 `` Ow!'' Lucas softly exclaimed. `` What was that? It was said that angels felt no pain.'' 
 
 Lucas started to panic. He did n't know why but feelings of anxiousness began to rise exponentially. He began to hyperventilate, was he drowning? He felt void of life. An emptiness began spreading from inside him twisting him inwards like a blackhole had manifested at the source of the pinch. The darkness he had nurtured for centuries, his humanity, and his newly gained divinity all collected, condensed at his core until it was gone. The last thing to leave him was the panic, untill there was nothing left but a soul crushing understanding. He felt hollow. 
 
 She still smiled at him. `` Thank you, you are my hero Lucas'' Lucas looked on as her divinity returned, although corrupted. If he could feel horror he understood that he would be experiencing it right then. He witnessed her power helplessly. `` I love you too Lucas, you freed me. This works for the both of us. You are n't scared are you? You ca n't be. You understand everything. Is n't that what you wanted. To know why you were sent there. Now you do'' 
 
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 Lucas decided to call her Lucy, since she never spoke her name he figured he needed something to call her. She seemed to take it well and never lashed at him for it. Lucy never hurt Lucas again, maybe she did love him in a way. Lucas understood that if he could feel fear he would be terrified of Lucy. For all the actions he witnessed her do he came to the realization that what would scare him the most about her was her smile. She always smiled. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

