Devil In Disguise

Chapter 1

WARNING: This story contains graphic language, Not suitable for readers under 13. Contains content that may be sensitive to people who are Christian/Catholic, Read at your own risk.

They say the devil is disguised, hiding in our world in plain sight. Yet we just don't know who he's playing as, well, they don't. I know exactly who he's playing as.

My name is Thana Coles, I'm 16 years old and a Junior at the worst high school ever. I indeed, am the Devil in disguise. And yes, The devil is a female. I've done many sinful things I suppose you could say, I put it as just risky fun. After all, Chaos is what makes life the slightest bit enjoyable. I take form as a normal girl, I try to be good around people so they don't suspect i'm "bad" I guess. I try to be as soft as possible too, but sweaters and dresses everyday is getting old. I'm sick of it. I'm debating on just going for it. Causing Chaos. Yet my father would be angry. He, is the actual devil, leader. I'm his daughter, My mother however- Lilith. Nobody's seen her since she's been in the world i'm in. She never came back. I suppose I should tell you a little more about me so you understand why i'm telling you my story.

My name, Thana. Means "Death". I currently live in Los Angeles, California. I have pure black eyes, Long black hair with red tips, And pale skin. I was sent out here to see how life is like since sending my mother out didn't work. I've been here since I was 12. I'm used to the world like this, If I go back to hell I don't think i'll remember anything. It's just been awhile, I won't be used to it quickly. 

Now, Enough of that. Let me tell you my story. You'll understand as you read on, Be warned. It get's chaotic. Lot's of cults are involved, sacrifices, death. You probably get it. If you're thinking "It's just another devil falls in love with Angel" type story, you're completely off. You've barely read anything yet and already assuming? Well, dear reader. I hope you are prepared for all the fun I have here. Now, enough talking for me- Enjoy chapter 1.

"Thana, I was researching your name because it sounded interesting. I found out it means "Death", Did you know that?" Belle looked at me pushing up her glasses after they began slipping, she was sorta a nerd. Always researching or studying. No fun really. I only used her for good grades.

"Seriously? That's insane, Wonder if my parents knew that." I said trying to hide the sarcasm in my voice, Also trying not to laugh. Of course I knew, why wouldn't I? I was born in hell, if you don't have a name like that you're kicked out!

"I mean, hopefully not! If they named you that knowing the meaning then that's kinda messed up! Unless they're- you know... Satanists? That's terrifying! They're all crazy those Satanists I'll tell ya." She said, starting to sweat.

"Yeah, I don't think so Belle. They're pretty straight forward about the whole "Praise God!" Thing. I doubt they'd name me that on purpose. Totally wack." I said slyly smiling and winking.

She nodded and walked off muttering something to herself. Stupid nerds, always find out everything. They're so nosy it's annoying. I just wanna kill her already. I have to chill, I'll just lose it soon. It's Friday, school's almost out. Just 30 more minutes. We never do anything in this class anyway. I think I need to change something about myself. Something's just, getting boring. Probably my style, I'm not expressing myself like how I want to. It's quite boring. That basic "good girl" look is getting old. I don't like it anymore, I mean- I never liked it but you know. I don't like it even more now. The same thing everyday is just, ew. Maybe i'll change tomorrow. Come with a whole new look? Scare the whole school? Sounds like a good idea.

- The next morning -

I woke up and washed my face, I put on my makeup. Eyeliner, mascara, red lipstick. I straightened my hair and put in black clips. I put on high waisted black shorts, A chain connected to them, Fishnet leggings, Tall black boots, A small black crop top that said "Satan's baby", A black jacket, and a set of chokers. I was ready to go. I grabbed my backpack and walked out the door. When I got to school people stared, I can tell they weren't prepared for this change. I liked it though, My style was good. Until I remembered. I have 666 tattooed on my leg, and it's very visible with shorts. I didn't really care, but all the "hail Jesus" people look terrified of me. I loved it. I haven't seen that look in years. I was so excited. I knew that after today, Chaos would wreak havoc on this fucking town. I was so ready.