Devin sniffed as he sat in an alcove in Hell. It was a dangerous place when you were just a little Incubus like he was. He felt shakey. Where had his momma gone? He didn't know. He could only wrap his wings and tail around himself as he tried not to cry.

He suddenly felt a tap on one of his wings. He scrambled back, startled, tears starting to form in his eyes even as he peered over his wing at whoever had poked him.

It was a dark haired man with black eyes and red and black wings. He had a dark aura that shimmered around himself, giving him an aura of power.

"Hello there, little incubus, what are you doing here?"

Devin sniffed. "I-I don't k-know, I w-want my m-momma."

"Your mother?" The man asked gently. "Do you know her name? I may be able to help you find her."

Devin tried to rack his brain but he ended up just bursting into tears as he shook his head. Then he felt a hand on his head. He looked up with tears in his eyes to see the man looking at him with soft eyes.

"What's your name little one?" The man asked gently.

"D-d-devin." He stuttered out.

"Well Devin, my name's Michael, why don't you come with me and we'll find your momma?" The man offered. Devin was hesitant but after a moment he nodded. Michael smiled at him before offering his hand which Devin took hesitantly.

"Now Devin, has your momma taught you to fly yet?" Michael asked gently.

"S-she said my w-wings aren't s-strong enough yet." Devin stuttered out.

"That's fine, little one, it just means I'll have to carry you." Devin looked at him startled but nodded. He held his arms up and Michael picked him up gently before starting to fly up. Devin nearly yelped but just hung onto Michael's arms.

He didn't know what to think but he hoped that Michael would be able to help him find his momma.