A little girl in a (F/c) dress ran around a beautiful yard full of flowers. She was giggling like a child would while chasing a butterfly. Her hands were stretched out towards it, despite the high height of the butterfly.

"(Y/n)," a woman called from the front porch of their large home. The woman was beautiful, but one thing that stood out was her black eyes.

The little girl - (Y/n) - ran up to her mother and hugged the woman's legs. The Mother smiled, petting her child's hair affectionately.

"Mommy I saw the most pretty butterfly." The small child beamed. Her mother ushered the girl inside the home for dinner.

A man stood in front of the diner table. A forced smile on his face, a gold ring shimmered on his finger, it matched the one his wife wore. The small family sat down at the table eating their meals in a comfortable silence.

"Brain made another offer." The Father broke the silence. The Mother sighed, taking another bite of her food.

"You told him no I presume. He just wants (Y/n) because she's special." She smiled at her daughter, who was stuffing food into her mouth.

The little girl looked at her parents curiously. She was too young to understand what they were talking about at the time.

A knock came from the front door. Looks of panic crossed over the parents faces. No one ever came this far out into the country to knock on their door. The Father stood up and walked to the front door. Looking out of the peephole he jumped back when another knock, more urgent than the last, shook the sturdy door.

"It's them, both of them. Call the Brain, tell him we accept. He'll keep her alive. They'll kill her." The Father ordered, slowly backing away from the front door.

The Mother grabbed her daughter and the house phone running up the stairs, she didn't have time to worry about her husband, only her daughter.

Not only were the Mother and Father runaways, they were forbidden lovers. Romeo and Juliet. They weren't supposed to meet, they weren't supposed to fall in love, and they definitely weren't supposed to have a child. One of the most powerful demons, and one of the most known Lord of Orders, having a child. That child would have the ability to conquer worlds, to destroy anything.

The ability of the daughter would match that of the most powerful of both of the parents worlds.

The Mother typed a few numbers in on the device and held it up to her ear."We agree come get her, now."

The child sat on the bed confused. Her mom and dad were always calm. (Y/n)'s mother turned to her and grabbed her shoulders, a frightened urgency in the gesture.

"You (Y/n) (L/n), are a very special girl. This has to be done. Remember, mommy loves you, daddy loves you. Be brave (Y/n), be strong." A knock came from the window. Monsieur Mallah hung off of a helicopter ladder.

The mother opened the window and kissed her daughter on the forehead before giving her to the gorilla. The daughter saw the door of the room break down as the helicopter began to fly away from her home. A man with black eyes and a man with glowing hands stood there, grim frowns on their faces.

"I'm sorry Lilith, but you're going back to Hell, and this time, you aren't getting out," the man with the black eyes pulled out a gun and pointed it at the mother.

BANG!

I screamed and shot up in my bed. I took in deep, uneven breaths, trying in vain to calm myself down. I slowly stood up and padded to the bathroom. My shirt clung to me, wet with sweat. I turned the sink on, splashing my face with cool water. My stomach was churning. I looked in the mirror and wasn't surprised when I saw black eyed me.

"What was that?" I asked, turning off the faucet and turning to face my copy.

"A memory." She stated plainly. I shot her a look, and she shrugged.

"Why in the world am I remembering this now, after my Mom told me to forget her and Dad?"

"Because it's December 31st, you choose tonight."

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I am sorry at how short it is! See you next time! Byyee!

~Lydia💫