The Devil's Angel

Prologue

The young boy watched from afar as he saw the couple play fighting with each other.

He was confused at how someone could love one person. He was loved by no one and he returned the favour by loving no one back. Even his own mother had hated him.

That is where he got his name from. His name was Latin, it meant devil.

Why was he called devil? Because he ruined his mothers life.

His attention was turned back to the couple as he saw the boy pull his girlfriend into a kiss. He almost groaned out loud when he recognised who it was. Angel Grace and Tom O' Brien.

He looked at the girl with pity and sorrow in his eyes. That perfect girl would finally have something bad happening to her-- she would see what kind of monster she was dating.

He hated this girl-- but he still couldn't help but feel bad. It's alway painful when your first love is ripped away from you. But this girl was going to get the worst of it.

If only she knew.

He thought so himself. "Hey Di! I wanna do something!" His six year old sister, Amore whined. It was quite ironic, his name meant devil while his sisters name meant love.

As if she had heard, Angels head whipped around and she immediately caught sight of the boy. She narrowed her eyes at him, but as she noticed the young girl beside him, her gaze softened a little bit.

He decided to ignore her stare and he turned his attention to his sister. He scooped her up in his arms and ran down to the lake. "Trattenere il respiro, sorellina," (hold your breath, little sister,) he stated with a chuckle. She quickly took a deep breath and he threw her into the river.

If only she knew the dangers of her future.

He thought as she quickly got out, giggling like there's no tomorrow.