to hell and back.

A/N: sorry this chapter is so long lol :3 i'm trying to wrap the story up and it's getting pretty crazy, but i still want to include details and dialogue and relationship progression between Dani and the characters so... yeah. just be ready for a long read...

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Charlie sighs. "I may have underestimated Alastor and his intentions..."

"Yeah, maybe just a little bit," I say sarcastically, cracking my knuckles and leaning on one hip as I frown down at my feet in concentration. "Okay, so let me get this straight. He came to hell, practically out of nowhere, and ended up murdering thousands of demons and toppling all of the overlords everyone thought were super powerful... and now he's trying to take your dad's position?"

Charlie nods.

I want to scream and pull my hair out by the ends.

Alastor and Lucifer are still fighting; I don't know where-probably somewhere within the cities boundaries, though. After Alastor struck Lucifer with multiple glowing, blood-red bolts of lightning, the fallen angel quickly recovered and threw a powerful punch against Alastor's jaw, causing the demon to fly backwards. Lucifer used the moment while he was down to fly away from the mansion like a scared bird fleeing a preditor. Once Alastor regained his composure, he let out a blood curling laugh and darted through the air after his rival.

Lilith, Charlie, Vaggie and I moved from the office to the main living room, where we are now, sitting around on the assortment of old-fashioned stiff couches. Glass had been sprayed all over the office from when the boys went crashing through the window, so we decided to sit in a safer, more comfortable environment with less glass and no broken windows to remind us of what was happening outside.

"Well then... why did he get me involved?" I blurt, hearing the frustration in my own tone. The damned guy got me mixed up in all of this stupid bullshit, and I didn't ask for any of it.

Lilith leans forward, her head tilting to the side quizzically, allowing a lock of hair to brush over one of her sharp cheekbones. "Maybe he has taken a particular interest in you, Danielle," she says in that velvety voice of hers. Charlie must have told her my name, because I never did. "Maybe you are of some value to him."

I stare down at my fingernails, noticing the layer of dirt caked underneath each one. He shouldn't have any reason to value me, because I have no valuable traits. I'm not a fighter, nor a manipulator. Sure, some might say that I'm persistant, and I don't back away from things easily, but that's just about it, not anything that will help him in this kill-all-demons-with-power plan of his.

"What a mother fucking prick," Vaggie mutters beside me. I look over at her, seeing the way her one visible eye is crinkled with fury, her eyebrows drawn so close together that they nearly form a single line. Her lips have been ironed into a vicious sneer that I'm sure won't be leaving her face any time soon. For once in my life, I understand the terrible anger that Vaggie is feeling. She's always seemed hot-headed to me because she will literally blow a fuse about the smallest of things, and yet here I am now, praying to the heavens above that God gives me the opportunity to choke Alastor to fucking death.

"I want to kill him," I say with a shocked lilt. "I really do. I want to rip his liver out of his stomach, shove it down his throat, and make him choke on it."

Lilith laughs smoothly from her seat. "Now that's the spirit," she encourages with a placid smirk.

I sigh, leaning over so that my head can rest on Vaggie's shoulder. She does not push me away, but instead scoots closer to me, making the both of us more comfortable. The gesture almost-not quite, but almost-brings a smile to my face, but at this rate, I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to smile again.