Lorelei

He walked past me. Like every other day he just walked past me, as if I were invisible.

I watched him walk away from me, as if he didn't notice me. My eyes followed him as he walked: Judas.

Okay, let's get this straight, before I talk about anything else, I am a Goddess — well a Demi-Goddess. My father is a mortal. I am seventeen years of age. I live on earth, not some mountain that Gods and Goddesses supposedly live on. The thing is all Gods and Goddesses live on earth. We act mortal. We live among mortals and yet they didn't know about us. Unless, that is, we pick one as our partner.

Like me Judas is a Demi-God - his father a God and his mother a mortal.

I had my mother's beautiful long brunette hair with light beach waves. I was known for my kindness to all of the other Gods and Goddesses.

Judas, he was different to me. His hair was black as night, and his eyes as blue as the ocean. Like the ocean, they were easy to get lost in. According to a lot of girls—mortal girls may I add—his personality was sweet and kind. He acted differently around me, like he didn't want to be near me. He acted as if I were a disease.

I had been in love with Judas for a very long time. Every time he walked into a room, my palms would get sweaty and I would feel my heart beating faster than it had ever beat before. I never found out if he felt the same way. I didn't think he did. That was the saddest thing about everything.

I started walking in the opposite direction to him. I walked down the clear, empty road until I felt someone bump into me. It was Judas.

"Oh!" I squeaked. "I'm so sorry."

The smile that spread across his face was strained, his blue eyes settling on me. "It's okay." Judas' gaze shifted away from me, his Adam's apple bobbing as he cleared his throat. "I'm sorry I need to go."

I turned his way as he walked away. "Oh, right, okay..." A small sigh escaped my lips. I waved my hand once before letting it fall to my side. What was the point in waving if he wasn't even looking? Pathetic.

I then just walked home. As I walked home, it was as if time just passed slowly. With everything just in slow motion. Men and Women walked past me in slow motion.

Then I heard a voice when I got home. Someone or something was speaking to me.

It said: "You can be with him, you can make him feel the same way."

Why would I want to make him feel the same way? I want him to fall in love with me, not think he that he is in love with me, to spare my feelings.

I want him to feel the same way, but I don't want to force him to feel the same way.

I shook my head, trying to stop the voice in my head. I went to my room, like I always do, and tried to forget. Just, forget everything seemed better that way. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

What happened next was not what I was expecting.

Something came to me in a dream—or rather—someone came to me in a dream. A prophet, telling me how I could be with Judas, without having to make him fall in love with me, and maybe, just maybe I could actually be happy.

Though that assumption, was hardly possible.

The prophet told me this:

"In order to be with him, you must first create darkness."

The only question was,

"How do I create darkness, if I don't have any power to create it? I'm a Demi-Goddess, not a Goddess, I have no power!"

The prophet replied,

"Unless you are able to make a deal with someone who is able to create darkness themselves. In return you will be able to be with the person you love without being seen."

It could work, all that had to be done was I had to find that person that would be willing enough to actually make a deal.

Then it struck me. Luther, also known as the devil in our world.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this if you do leave a comment and a vote and I'll see you in chapter 2 and this is for the retellingsunite contest