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Luz sat in her throne, exhausted
Being in charge of hell was a demanding job for the fallen angel.
New souls arrived in Hell everyday, ready to be tortured for the sins they committed back on Earth.
To the people that come here Hell was a prison and Luz was the warden. A warden that keeps them locked in rooms where they are tortured in ways designed specifically for them.
To the demons that live here it was a kingdom and she was their queen. And as their queen they looked to her for leadership and protection.
But to Luz herself this place was just a job. A job she was forced into and got little enjoyment from. A job that left her feeling alone.
Luz got up and walked out of her throne room with Stringbean, her staff, in hand
As she walked through her castle every demon guard she passed saluted her and called her ‘Your majesty’. She wished they stopped doing that, she didn’t like thinking of herself as some royal figure.
Eventually she found herself in her bedroom and placed Stringbean by the door
She looked around her room. It was fairly large with her bed against the wall in the back of it. And on a table next to her bed was a nest with an egg, about the size of a football, sitting in it. The titans egg.
Luz walked up to a mirror and what she saw was her devil form, completed with a set of bat-like wings on her back. Her upper body was covered by a black jacket, which blended in nicely with her fur, with a coattail on her back. Underneath the jacket was a pair of gray trousers. After switching forms she found herself looking more like a human but with a set of bright white angel wings on her back.
She despised her wings. All they did was remind her of a life she could never return too.
‘Azura the Light Bringer.’ She thought. ‘An angel.’
She couldn’t think about her past for too long as she heard a faint breaking sound in the background.
Turning her head she saw that cracks were forming around the titan egg, making her eyes go wide.
Putting her wings away she ran up to the egg and picked it up. She took it to the center of the room, placed it down and excitedly sat right in front of it.
“It’s finally happening…” she to herself with a smile on her face “I’ve waited several lifetimes for this moment.”
She sat there for a few agonizingly long seconds until the egg exploded in her face, making her fall back
She winced in pain as one of the eggs shards cut her just above her left eye
“The titan never told me his egg could explode like that…” she complained to herself, putting a hand to her head and slowly sitting back up
The pain she was in was forgotten as she laid eyes on a little black furry creature curled up in the center of the room.
She smiled lovingly as she went to pick up the sleepy looking creature
“Hey there little guy.” She said, holding the titan in her arms
He looked a lot like his father. Especially the skull and horns that take up most of his head. He didn’t have wings but those should grow when they were ready.
But he didn’t just look his father. He looked like her. The devil version of her. With his white horns and black fur, one could think they were related.
“Well… if I’m really stuck being the queen of this place, at least now I have a king to help me rule it.”
She was in awe as the baby titan made eye contact with her after hearing the word ‘king’.
“Yeah that’s right, a king.” She spoke as she petted his fur “And I’ll make sure you grow up big and powerful just like your dad wanted.”
As Luz continued to hold the baby she felt a tiny sting over her eye and went back over to her mirror and saw that there was indeed a cut through her left eyebrow and a drop of blood was coming out of it. It would likely leave a scar
“Yikes… Welp I guess we can add titan eggs to the list of stuff that can hurt celestials.”
But she couldn’t focus on that too much right now. She needed to keep her attention on this baby titan in her arms.
This tiny king
This new responsibility of hers
Her new friend
Her new family member.
Because as she looked at the creature that was falling asleep in her arms she knew that’s what he was. A family member.
She didn’t feel alone anymore