The sky was dark, the clouds were swirling and wraiths were flying around in circles. The higher they fly the more they contact. The wraiths were flying above a kingdom- a big castle that was half broken, the ceiling was missing so you could see the sky and wraiths. They're sitting on the throne was a woman- a young woman with ivory skin, long dark black hair, and dark eyes that were so dark you could barely see the pupil. She wore a crown signaling her as Queen of Hell, she watched as the demons did their work. She was the first fallen angel and the first woman to fall and wanted revenge which she succeeded. She cursed a boy name Cain and manipulate him to kill the one he loved most and that was his brother, Abel she gave Cain the Mark of Cain but it was also called the Curse of Cain. But what she didn't know was that Cain begged Yahweh to bring his brother back for only one in return, to be banished to heaven and live as a mundane. He gladly accepted. The Queen of Hell sighed already getting bored but then heard a noise- like it was moving rapidly- and notice it was from the sky. She looked up and squinted her eyes seeing a figure from the sky and saw he was a fallen angel. His white wings start turning black as he fell and fell fast. The woman heard the man come down and the noise became louder and louder- she suddenly sprinted out of the way as the fallen angel landed where the Queen of Hell stood. The woman stood up and walked over to the man and keeled down. The man was beautiful with dark brown hair, an angelic face strong jaw, and angular cheekbones. His black wings moving slowly as closely she looked she saw horns coming out of his head and a sharp tail slowly moving out of his buttocks. He was turning into one of them, the woman waited for him to wake up until she felt a gasp- she looked and saw the man now conscious looking up at her with bright red eyes.
"Who are you?" he asked. The man got up and looked around. " Where am I?"
"You're in the Underworld." the woman said.
"He did it that traitor," he exclaimed.
The Queen of Hell didn't understand what he meant. "I gonna get my revenge," he mumbled quietly so she couldn't hear, but she did.
"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Lilith, Queen of Hell."
The man slowly got up and grunted as he kept balance. "I'm Lucifer Morningstar, please to meet you."
Lilith got up as well. "Don't mind me asking, but why did you fall?"
Lucifer looked at her it was like he was piercing through her soul. "Fucking God put me down here. Saying I was a troublemaker, not following orders. My entire family is up there instead of me!!" he cried.
"I know what it's like God put me down here as well."
Lucifer ran his hands through his hair but stopped to feel his horns. " How did I get these?"
"It's the effect in hell, you can't look like an angel in the Underworld, so you have horns and a tail."
" I want revenge."
Lilith came up to him and held his chin as he looked at her. "You will." she sighed and continue. "You Lucifer unlock something in me- something I've never felt in years and I want you to be my king." As the word king slipped into her mouth a throne came into place and it was bigger than her.
Lucifer smiled maliciously. "Yes, so we could rule Hell and be powerful."
Lilith and Lucifer came to their thrones and sat down when a staff came in place it stood in front of Lucifer and he grabbed it. It was huge and was a forked staff.
Lilith looked at him in perfect awe. "So since you're king, you have to name yourself."
"I've always loved the Devil."
"No, it's good but not evil."
"Lord of Flies?"
"Nah."
"Okay, how about Satan."
Lilith smiled."Perfect." she looked at Satan. "You are now Satan King of Hell."

19 years later
After the big ear between angels and demons, Satan and Lilith had their first child named Muriel. She was the spitting image of Lilith. As days passed on Satan didn't go to his brother's funeral he couldn't. Satan set his daughter down and head to his room. He looked up at the sky and said "I will always love you, Hell or not you are my family. I love you Uriel Morningstar, may the angels watch over you."
And he silently fell asleep wrapping his arms around his wife's waist and snoring.

© Breanna Holton