Rosalyn stared at the walls of the castle. She didn't know where she was. All she knew was that she was no longer home. She remembered seeing their dead bodies. The baker, the tailor, even her own masters. She wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. She didn't know if that demon had killed her or what had happened. She just remembered the pain. 

She looked up when she heard the door open. She woke up in this room, not knowing what had happened. The person who walked in was male. He had messy brown hair with horns sticking out. His golden eyes looked her over, looking a little surprised. 

"You are alive," he said. "I thought you would have been dead." 

"Where am I?" Rosalyn asked, standing up as straight as she could. "And who are you?" 

"You are in hell. I'm the king of hell, Lucifer himself," he answered, sitting on the throne. "I can't believe it actually happened." 

"What happened?" 

"You didn't want to be a demon, did you? You were changed against your will, weren't you?" 

"I'm... I'm a demon?" she asked, looking shocked. 

"Yes," Lucifer answered, looking at her. "You are. I'm sorry, but there is nothing that I can do to help you get back to your old life. From the sounds of it, you have no family to go back to. Sounds like she killed everyone in that town." 

"She did," she mumbled. "Who was she?" 

"I don't want to say. She's kind of special to me... though at this point she shouldn't be special to me. Now I'll have someone take you to your room." 

Rosalyn followed the person, looking him over. His blond hair with little goat looking horns matched Lucifer's. His blue eyes didn't look at her and he had a goatee. He looked like a goat and she found it strange. She didn't speak to the person, just wanting to think about things. 

She was a demon now. How could it happen? She just wanted to scream and cry at all these demons that they needed to send her back. She couldn't began to imagine this was real. She walked into the house, knowing that she would soon be sent up to her old world of the human world and have to eat a soul. 

She knew it was going to be hard to get used to. 

And she was correct. It took her a few masters to get used to being a demon. She watched things come and go. She saw demons come a go. The two demons she remembered the most were Claude and Sebastian. Maybe it was because they were the only demons she tried to help. Sebastian was in her place and Claude was a demon who wanted to be like her and Sebastian. He wanted to be human and share the love of masters they hand. 

She hoped that those two wouldn't end up dying like some other demons she had known. Hopefully things would work out for the two.