Too many emotions
Too many memories,
In my any kind of life,
She is a necessity.
"Sire, you brought an angel?" Demusa said looking wary and trembling under Haylien's powerful gaze.
"He is an...ally." I said in a sneaky attempt to get truth out of her.
"Oh, like the two other here." She said now her smile more relaxed and as always she is blushing.
I love a human, of all the choices, I love a human and I am biased now to think that my choice is perfect.
"Where is father?" I asked using my pry the secrets out of you sweet tone.
She faltered and looked dazzled.
"H-He is in Magcrum room." She said.
Ah! So he is mood for some Black Magic. Did he really not know that being the Prince I was filled with Black Magic and persuasion power at its peak.
"They are definitely planning something." I confirmed Haylien's silent questions.
"And when do you plan to use that locket?" He ask not sure having me here as a demon would do him any good.
But seeing how Freya will hate me if I hurt him, I can't ever do that.
"Now." I said and without warning poor Haylien I put on that locket.
I felt the wind sucked out of me, like there was nothing but vacuum in me. Clutching my head and stomach I crumble to ground on my knees. I yell out loud seeing nothing but pitch black in front of me, thousand thorns pricking my whole body. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't see and my mind was bursting with pain, too much pain as if someone was burning it and putting salt on it and repeating the process.
After my lungs got rid of the burning and vacuum I sucked in breath and memories flooded back. The pitch black darkness was replaced by sharp white light; blinding to others but relieving to me as I crawl out of the darkness. I knew me now, I knew who I was, who I am.
My eyes shot open and Haylien was standing in far corner his eyes covered under his wings, while Demusa was gone, probably terrified or maybe going to inform my father.
All emotions surged through my body, my brain; pain, guilt, anger, hatred, conflict and then love. Love was so over powering over other emotions that I can almost not feel them. But I did, I was never the gentle loving angel but the guilt of hurting my own sister, fellow angels was over whelming.
I almost killed Alicia, the sibling I dearly loved. I remember all the dark things but nothing bothered me this much. How can I ever face her?
And then there was a weird, undefined jealously for the demon in me loving Freya, kissing Freya and seeing the same love in her eyes that she had for angel me. But that was also the source of hope for my dormant angel part, she will love me no matter how I become, what I become.
"Haylien." I said slowly.
His wings fall down and he looked at me surprised. Of course it was visible enough to see I was an angel, with white wings and violet eyes. She loves my violet eyes. Even in this situation I felt like laughing on this.
"Brother." He said and stepped forward, wary of what I might do.
I killed hundreds of angel, even I was wary of myself. But there is one thing before I feel guilty and restless...anger, blood boiling, earth shattering, red as fire anger.
"We are destroying this place, brick by brick. We are going to make Apollyon pay for what he did to Freya and try to tear us apart. Now he will know what hell means." I said my goal clear to me.
Haylien jaw was set in determination.
"Let's show them who is the boss." He said grinning at me thankfully not lecturing me about the whole being not impulsive thing.
***
If I was destructive in heaven as Demon Xander, I was an unstoppable tornado in hell as angry Xander. Hurting Freya is a big no, and Apollyon went as far as hurting her soul. I barged in the room of black magic and it was worth seeing the look of everyone present there.
Lizea actually blanched. Haylien on the other hard looked torn between being a brother and being a King. He is not allowed to take such rash decisions. But one thing I did realise, I had bad luck when it came to fathers my real one is a douche and my angel one dislikes me.
I don't know how many demons I killed, but as I passed by the halls, there was no stopping me. Even the lower level Princes try to stop me but it was invain, I am invincible when I am angry.
"Father, any last wishes?" I asked Apollyon pretty sure looking dangerous because he cringed.
"Haylien please take these filthy minions away from me. I have to deal with this piece of shit." I said my colourful vocabulary developed being an ex demon and all.
"You can't destroy Hell, Alexander, it is against the law of nature." Apollyon asked in a desperate pleading tone.
"Try me." I growled my words at him.
"Kill me, but you can't diminish every single demon, someone will take my place and then for destroying hell he will come for revenge. This will become an endless cycle of revenge you can't ever protect your girl from." He said spitting blood on the floor.
"And a dog like you care about her?" I yelled at him and he trembled much to my satisfaction.
"I care about the law of nature Alexander, stop this and let it go. We can all get back to normal." He begged.
"Normal! Normal, you said? After you tried to kill her, I told you not to touch her. She is my everything. And first thing you do is hurt her, what did you expect? I will be nice little angel and forgive or I become a demon and hate her." My voice was filled with poisonous anger I felt towards him.
"I know you can't forget or hate her now. Just let this go. Even Freya will not want you to become a rebel to your own people, to God if you do this." He muttered life seeping out of him.
I let him go and he stumbled on the ground.
I can't forgive him but there was an undeniable truth in his words. I will be punished by God, something even I can't avoid and this will break Freya.
"What were Lizea and Martin doing here?" I threatened him.
"They have a plan but I don't know about it. Demusa let them in. Do you think I will let two angels walk in just like that. I have a reputation." He explained, scared, very scared of me.
He was not lying I knew from the look in his eyes. He was a dying old demon in desperate need of heir. And unfortunately it was me. Freya had to fall in love with the only angel that was half demon, she was as unfortunate as me.
"Demusa? My maid?" I asked incredulously.
He nodded. What was she doing with Lizea and Martin. What a low life like her could even do?
I yelled out in anger and frustration, causing tremors in the already destructed palace.
"Alexander, just think about Freya." Haylien said standing behind us.
I sighed, trying to calm the fire raging through me, the temptation to eradicate each and everything..
I can also feel the pain doubled now as the memory of her limp in my arm etches in my mind. Too much blood on her and I can't manage to shake it off me.
"Alexander." Haylien said in a stiff tone.
"I am trying to control the anger brother." I said and as soon as I said brother my heart shattered to other million pieces as I remembered Alicia, the sister I hurt.
Now I would rather die in Captinus ring than kill or even hurt Alicia. And then Freya's face flashes in my mind. How she threatened me with her not talking thing, how she came right in between the war to stop me from killing my sister. How she stepped in the freaking ring not caring for her life?
I can't create hell for her, she has already gone through so much, I can't disturb the balance of nature and be reprimanded the only power I feared, God.
My anger faded into dull ache in my core of my heart that was throbbing with anger and pain.
And then I felt this strange relief that pulsed through me, my knees felt an unfamiliar sensation of buckling and I fall on my knees like I had no energy left. I inhale sharply.
"Alexander." I feel my brother's hand on my shoulder, his voice filled with concern.
"Hmm." I answer breathing heavily.
It was really hard for me to control my anger, I have always vented it out or Freya had been there to be my anchor. But now as every thought floods through my senses, I can feel the anger draining away.
"Are you alright?" Haylien asked as Apollyon still lay their watching us intently.
"Let's leave Haylien." I state shortly.
"You are .umm....not, like Killing him or something like that?" He asked obviously still worried.
I chuckle darkly.
"Apparently I am still half angel and I have fear of God." I answered reasonably.
"You mean you don't want to lose Freya again?" He said shaking his head at me with a grin.
I shrugged not denying his right on guess.
"I am glad you came to this decision, it might not have been easy. Now let's go before love of your life manipulates our sister into coming here somehow. Trust me she can do that, I have been fooled twice now." He said happiness evident on his face on my decision.
"They will not accept you after you killed your own Alexander." Apollyon said as I was about to leave.
This guy was pushing his luck now.
"Only acceptance I want is from my siblings and Freya." I answered glaring at him.
He sighed, causing him to whimper in pain.
"I will not bother you now, son. I have learned my lesson and I can't kill you. But beware The Elites. They might not be happy and accepting of your rebellion. They will try something. I will look out for Demusa." He said.
"I don't need speeches from you, consider yourself lucky that you are alive after what you did to her." I snap at him.
And before he could exasperate me further, me and Haylien vanished from there.
I still had to deal with angels now before Ireunite with Freya as angel
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