"Nice to know you still remember me, it's been a while, you've grown."

"What do you want now?" Isaac growled suspiciously.

"Just to check up on you? Say, have you been eating properly?" Lucifer showed his teeth in an awfully sweet smile. Although his sharp, bottomless eyes were deadly as ever.

"I let you live your little life, now it's time for me to collect" he idly played with his human nails, how was one suppose to rip open organs with these?

"I don't owe you shit" Isaac spat.

"That's where we'll have to disagree" Lucifer held out his palm and a piece of paper appeared out of thin air. He waved the paper in front of Isaac's body, which was still trapped by his magic since both the werewolves remained unable to move as their bodies froze in mid air.

"You shouldn't sign things before reading them closely, didn't your daddy ever teach you that? Oh wait if he wasn't alive, you probably wouldn't have signed it. How'd that go by the way? I heard you ripped out his heart and ate it, atta boy!"

Amelia didn't believe a thing this levitating psychopath was spouting. She looked at Isaac for confirmation but the grim expression on his chiselled face was a slap in the face. Why wasn't he laughing this off?

"Isaac! What did you sign?" She slowly asked.

"Nothing Amelia, don't listen to him, I swear I'll get out of this thing and rip out his throat, just give me three seconds" he promised her as he used all his will power to move his hand forward while he still floated in air.

"I'm sorry, she doesn't know?" Lucifer laughed "Why else does she think you have those episodes? Ohhhh, I get it, she's probably never seen one. A real one"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I SEND YOU BACK TO HELL" Isaac continued fighting Lucifer's hold.

"This is so unexpected!" Lucifer's eyes glittered, it totally wasn't  "Isaac never told you I was his brother?"

"DONT LISTEN TO HIM AMELIA, HE'S NOT MY BROTHER"

"No, no let me tell the story, little brother" Lucifer twitched as he flung a finger and Isaac's mouth was sewn shut.

"Young Isaac Black, a deceivingly beautiful face but a heart as dark as his last name, and one thing on his mind-murder. But alas his frail sixteen year old body couldn't beat his father's experience and accumulated power. The idea of being weak, sickened him.

Sickened him so much that when a small bird chirped into his ear, saying that a few fallen angels were looking for a strong vessel, he searched every corner until he found them."

"What did you want a vessel for?" Amelia asked harshly.

"After we fell from heaven we were banished to hell, a massive shit hole basically, made specially for us. Me and my brothers were all driven mad in there, that place reeked of suffering. The God all of you worship so much threw us in there! And for what? Not bowing down?" for the first time Lucifer's beautiful facade was breaking as his veins started popping around his eyes.

"Soon, we decided if we can't move heaven, we'd just raise our own hell! We ruled hell, as the seven princes. Our magic strong enough to influence weak minded humans into gluttony, greed, lust, vanity, wrath and pride.

Over centuries we managed to accumulate enough energy to escape but my brother suffered the consequences, he felt god's wrath, which is ironically quite fitting ha! You could blame his temperamental nature for his demise. He always let his anger blind him. We had already lost much of our strength breaking through hell's crust, making us vulnerable. Therefore it cost him his existence. You see we are all energy, some more powerful and can manifest our shapes. Human are the weakest, werewolves can tap into it, but us, well the whole world is one big costume shop.

My brother's soul's energy was fading, we couldn't afford to lose the massive amount of energy it harvested. So we decided to find him a vessel, but all the ones we put him in- vampire, werewolf, human, witch, seemed to start randomly combusting into flames.

My brother was burning them alive for laughs. We were about to look for other alternatives until we were approached by a young arrogant boy.

Unsatisfied with his already god given gifts, he craved more power and was willing to burn a little if that's what it took. He successfully merged his soul with my brother's. That old fuck found Isaac quite agreeable, they were birds of the same feather, completely twisted, moral-less butchers. So he decided not to burn your mate into a crisp. But nothing is free, who the hell makes deals with the Devil for free.

Isaac would take my brother's place in the seventh circle when the time came. It's been a couple of years, but come on, I know you missed me Satan."

"You...lied?" Amelia whispered, referring to all he had told her about his mother being kidnapped, his random outburst being side effects of his father's wrath "YOU LIED TO ME! ISAAC WERE YOU JUST MESSING AROUND WITH ME?! YOU JUST MADE THAT WHOLE STORY UP?"

Lucifer thought this would be an extremely convenient time to unzip Isaac's mouth and release them back to solid ground.

"Amelia, ok I may have twisted the story around a little" Isaac backed up "but you have to understand, I needed you to like me."

"And then what?!! How long would you keep all of this hidden? Maybe until we had our first child, like hey honey, just wanted you to know I've got a demon living inside of me so I hope you're ok with polygamy!"

Amelia was two seconds away from taking her shoe off and smacking him with it.

"I thought that once you were head over heels in love with me, all the stupid things I did in the past wouldn't matter" Isaac held his hands up in surrender.

"Did you even receive your mother's hand on your eleventh birthday?" Amelia asked slowly, like a dormant volcano.

"Uhmm...no?" Isaac said but the smile on Lucifer's face told him to tell her the whole story before he did "but I kinda...uhm...sent one?"

Amelia just stood completely still, everything was a lie, everything in front of her was a lie. That moment when they sat on the tree was the first good memory she had with Isaac. She felt connected to him, now she realised he was making up bullshit.

He manipulated her into forgiving him. What was the real reason he killed his father? She wouldn't be surprised if it was just because he was in the mood. How could she tell when he was lying to get what he wanted? You can't trust people like that, she had decided to give Isaac a chance despite the rumors circling him but it bit her in the ass. He was the definition of a sociopath.

"Rot in hell, Isaac black" Amelia's heartbroken eyes looked into his beautiful oceanic blue ones.

"Amelia!" Isaac panicked, suddenly realizing this wasn't just a small quarrel they could get over. Lucifer did this to help Isaac cut all ties, so he'd be more willing to join them.

Lying came naturally to him. He thought it was easier that way. Easier than explaining the truth. Because the truth was ugly. What was he suppose to say? Hey I just Kidnapped you, physically hurt you, and oh my dad was an asshole but the real joke is that I killed him because he stopped doing things my way. That I was the sick eleven year old sitting on a table with generals, plotting war. She wouldn't have given him as second look. He needed her to believe he was a victim. If pity was the only way he'd get her to look at him then he'd take it.

He had always been bad, he smoked, he broke his own laws, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him to. But when it came to her he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him...or anyone else. When it came to her, he would kill to protect her, the girl that cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection.

"Don't come near me" Amelia called out as she evaded piles of frozen pack member bodies, did the pack members know? Of course not, he was probably using them too! What else did you expect from a man running a criminal cult, you stupid idiot! Just because he didn't do any of this stuff in front of you and batted his stupid lashes, you pushed it aside, go with the flow you said, he's so good looking-what's the harm you said! Amelia yelled at herself.

"Amelia, I love you" Isaac tried caressing her cheeks. He did, with all his heart. He wouldn't have bothered faking those tears when he told her the story of finding his mother's hand on his eleventh birthday if he didn't.

"And I" Amelia whispered softly before she slapped him with tears running down he face "don't believe you"

"I will spend the rest of my waking life proving it to you" his eyes held fiery determination.

"That won't be necessary, because I will never feel anything for a disgusting creature like you! I will fall in love with a good man! Maybe Blake! Everyone told me he was better than you! I'll have kids, anniversaries, birthdays and I will forget a minor inconvenience like you"

Isaac felt like the ground swallowed him whole. The idea of her with another man blinded him. The pain manifested itself as rage. He should've gotten on his knees, he should've begged.Who knows how things would've turned out if he did.

But he was Isaac black.

He was arrogant.

He was ruthless.

He was a liar.

"Great. Then I can stop this fucking charade. Now I don't have to pretend like you're the only girl I let in my bed" his lips broke into a devilish smirk as he stretched his arms- like he just rid himself of a heavy burden.

"Why didn't you just kill me the first time we met?"

"That would've been too easy"

She thought she had him all figured out, that she knew all about his darkness but what lay below this beautiful man was such evil that she felt like it would burn her if she came too close. She believed that somewhere deep down he cared about her but she didn't know if it was enough to tame the Devil inside of him.

Her heartache was like a wolf eating at her chest, tearing it's way to her trembling heart. It threatened to devour her, eat her whole and leave nothing but scraps behind. But she refused to be the scraps he would leave. She would rebuild herself and fight off the wolf, but right now she didn't know how. So she would do her best to act like none of this mattered that much to her. She would live her life. But she found that she had little appetite for it. And still the wolf tore at her.

She quickly turned away and looked back to where Lucifer still floated as he watched them like you would watch your favorite reality tv show.

"You" she pointed at the sky "snap your ugly fingers and send me home, you got what you wanted, I hate his guts, he's all yours, go burn an animal shelter together."

"Tempting, but I've got something a little more sinister planned"

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Idk where I'm going with this plot, don't forget to tell me how you like it hahahaha