Between The Lines

the beginning

Mythica POV

"Mythica, there is something I need you to do for your old man." My father says. I shook my head, "What is it?" Knowing exactly what he was about to propose, he sighs. "Myth, even though I've taught you how to use your abilities, you shouldn't read minds that don't want to be read. Now- we're at war, and I need you to gather the men and plan another attack on those wretched ange-" I cut him off, then glared into his eyes "I know the drill, father." and stormed off.

I thought for a split second that I was being a bit harsh, but my father is a terrible man. He slaughtered millions of families, and soldiers. As well as many more innocent people, and I am against any unnecessary violence, especially when it comes to the innocent. But I'm a demon, is something wrong with me? I scream in frustration. "I don't even know why I'm having a conversation with myself, when no one can even hear me" I scoffed. Suddenly, I hear a soft angelic voice, so I turned around only to see this beautiful looking woman approach me. "I can indeed hear you, you're practically mentally screaming at yourself." She giggled which instantly gave me butterflies, but I immediately brushed it off. "You can hear my thoughts?" She nods, hm. "Well no one asked you to listen, did they?" I smirk to myself confidently. And as I turned back around, she was... gone? But then suddenly I felt someones hand press against my shoulder, leaving me pinned to the ground. There she was, hovering over me with those light brownish green eyes. I thought, "What are you?" She slowly traveled up to my ear and said "Your angel." Sending shivers down my spine, but then it hit me. I switched our positions and growled.

"You have no clue on what I am, or what would happen if I was seen with you!" She immediately pushed me off of her, looking at me with now fire in her eyes. I've never seen anyone else react like that,  except for my father ever since our village was attacked many years ago, the day my mother was also killed. I immediately shook away my thoughts not wanting to remember that tragedy. Then I noticed the mysterious woman crying, I thought about comforting her but then she spoke. "I know exactly who you are, and who your father is." I was confused to why she was so upset by our relation, and then it clicked. I thought "My father must of done something terrible to this poor, beautiful woman" I shook my head in disappointment. But I was still worried about the law my father had placed for any demon or angel being seen together, much less a human. Any contact between them would immediately be sentenced to torture and then death. After all I am his daughter, would he really send his own creation to that kind of pain? He simply couldn't be that cruel.

After a long period of silence I spoke,  "Look- ah...miss, I can assure you that I am not my fathe-" She cut me off. "My name is Lauren, Lauren Anastasia." I looked over to her, we made eye contact. "Okay Lauren, my name is Mythica and it is a pleasure to be meeting you" I bowed down. "I can assure you that I'm not my father and with whatever he did to you, or someone you love- I'm so sorry." We shared a look between one another, and I felt this sudden urge to kiss her. It's this damn inner hunger that I've always had in me, also known as a demon thing. I wonder what angels call it when they feel like that... Wow, irrelevant much. But anyways, I don't care much about my father's rules, I can barely stand him or even bare to live with him anymore. And whether or not we would get in trouble or that I had no idea who she was, I felt safe with her. But what if everything changes, will I be ready? We'll see.