@JESTAN_MOLOCH!!!! #MINE
When I lost my soul to Satin, I had no idea I would end up in an over sized mansion, a brand new car and people who get this, Love me. A family who saved me.
I had escaped Lucifer once before, wondering earth lost and miserable. That was until I meet Anya and Sam. Granted our first week together was an odd one. Sam offered me protection in exchange to be his Wife Anaya's lover. I figured what the hell I have nothing to loose as it was. So I went home with them. We tried a few times edging towards sexual activities but never got there. Something always felt off. Then finally one day we talked and that was the day I had became there adoptive daughter.
Life was great. Sam dad spoiled the hell out of me, Mom loved me unconditionally. I had new friends, family... Every thing I could ask for.
Then the day of Anya and Sam wedding my worst fear happened. Lucifer showed up, I knew right then I was done for. Turned out Anya was considered a daughter to him. Go figure. SO I gracefully finished out the night. My plan was to run first chance I got but when I did he grabbed me.
I was tied down to a torture table, Beaten, sliced and diced for about a week. All hope inside me drained. I Had nothing left inside me. Just when I thought it couldn't get worst. Mom and Dad showed up. Mom begged and pleaded for my life. I was glad to see them but scared at the same time.
Mom was pregnant Pops knew this and gave her the choice my life or the babies. She didn't even hesitate before anyone could protest she was on the floor a bloody mess. My view had been blocked but I could hear the screams, the panic, the pain.
finally Dante came saving us all from pops. Every since then I had lost myself. The guilt inside me the real torture. I have become blood hungry, Raged from the pain I have caused. Although Mom and dad would kick me if they knew that.
Nothing made sense to me anymore. Why am I alive why am I here. Why me?
Distancing myself from the family without meaning to I would wander the dark night streets taking my anger and pain out on the living draining the life from them. That was until I walked into the wrong house.
When I meet Jestan it was a normal night. He happened to be outside as I strolled, He instantly became my victim. Little did I know that he was a demon himself. Brutal, Unforgiving murderous demon. Yet somehow something about him stayed with me. One look in the eyes, even if he was threatening to kill me I had became his. Jestans owns my heart. As simple as that. I love him. And he lives everyday to love and protect me.
Everything else is slowly falling back into place. life finally is starting to make sense.
I had escaped Lucifer once before, wondering earth lost and miserable. That was until I meet Anya and Sam. Granted our first week together was an odd one. Sam offered me protection in exchange to be his Wife Anaya's lover. I figured what the hell I have nothing to loose as it was. So I went home with them. We tried a few times edging towards sexual activities but never got there. Something always felt off. Then finally one day we talked and that was the day I had became there adoptive daughter.
Life was great. Sam dad spoiled the hell out of me, Mom loved me unconditionally. I had new friends, family... Every thing I could ask for.
Then the day of Anya and Sam wedding my worst fear happened. Lucifer showed up, I knew right then I was done for. Turned out Anya was considered a daughter to him. Go figure. SO I gracefully finished out the night. My plan was to run first chance I got but when I did he grabbed me.
I was tied down to a torture table, Beaten, sliced and diced for about a week. All hope inside me drained. I Had nothing left inside me. Just when I thought it couldn't get worst. Mom and Dad showed up. Mom begged and pleaded for my life. I was glad to see them but scared at the same time.
Mom was pregnant Pops knew this and gave her the choice my life or the babies. She didn't even hesitate before anyone could protest she was on the floor a bloody mess. My view had been blocked but I could hear the screams, the panic, the pain.
finally Dante came saving us all from pops. Every since then I had lost myself. The guilt inside me the real torture. I have become blood hungry, Raged from the pain I have caused. Although Mom and dad would kick me if they knew that.
Nothing made sense to me anymore. Why am I alive why am I here. Why me?
Distancing myself from the family without meaning to I would wander the dark night streets taking my anger and pain out on the living draining the life from them. That was until I walked into the wrong house.
When I meet Jestan it was a normal night. He happened to be outside as I strolled, He instantly became my victim. Little did I know that he was a demon himself. Brutal, Unforgiving murderous demon. Yet somehow something about him stayed with me. One look in the eyes, even if he was threatening to kill me I had became his. Jestans owns my heart. As simple as that. I love him. And he lives everyday to love and protect me.
Everything else is slowly falling back into place. life finally is starting to make sense.
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