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[Samantha Dawson]

The light stung her eyes. She cracked them open with a growl as her father's scent came through the door. Four in the morning. He stumbled in at four in the fucking morning, and he woke her?

"Hello luvvie." He said, passing out next to her, his usually tight kept tie now limp like a wet noodle.

"Dad, I was trying to rest. Dad get up!" She said, shoving him aside, but the man whom she once so respected was dead, and the man who lay here? Only his shell. His concked out, drunk, helpless shell. "Please wake up, somehow." She managed to mutter.

Amazingly he did wake up, but when he did and she tried to move him, things only got worse. "Hey baby, not seen youuuu here beffffoorrre." He drawled, and she rolled her blue eyes.

"Come on. Up you go," She said softly, helping him. She could hear her mother's words in her head saying, Preserve the family image, Samantha! Don't let us down! She grumbled then, and tugged him up, shoving him out of her room and locking her door. God that was horrible. The smell of alcohol still stunk up her clothes and she glowered.

"Why?" She muttered to herself, "Why can't you be the father I need, and not the dunken bastard we all know?!" She put her hand to the door, not opening it, but silently sobbing. "I need you Dad. I need you to be ok. I can't do this on my own. Too many nights I've heard Mom cry over this." She shook her head, her red curls catching in the breeze of an open window. "You're killing this family." But he couldn't hear her, and she knew it. How? Because he never did, no matter how loud or long she cried...

She was on her own, and she hated it, but at the same time she felt numb. She had finally tried to break away from her family. Her abusive, messy family, that wore on her over and over. She still tried to take care of her siblings, even though SHE technically was the youngest, but she had never acted so. Instead, her family tended to push the responsibility on her, and over the years she had grown used to it.

Sighing, she ran a hand through her amber waves, her light blue eyes looking at her image in the store window. She had done everything for her family, and now she needed time apart. College was on her mind, as well as the acceptance letters she was hoping to hear from, and she growled as a bit of mud smudged her shoe. Apparently, however, she got to close to an outside alarm, for it went off, and the store owner looked up.

"Hey you! What're you doing? Watch your bloody self!" He cried, and she ran, frightened like a young doe. She ran and ran and ran, senslessly until she found herself utterly cold and lost, with an alleyway to her right. Uh - uh. This did not look good.

[Lucifer]

For centuries they looked. Both the good and the bad side, but none had been successful. Until now. Lucifer had heard in the grapevine that the very being heaven and hell had been looking for was here on earth. And was in human form. Not knowing neither aware of the power that lies within that person’s fragile body. Lucifer had to work overtime to find who that person was. Finding her had not been an easy task but eventually, his hard work paid off. Finally, he found her.

From the shadows he followed her. Watched her every movement. A seriously tainted smirk decorated his lips. She was alone. Alone and afraid. He had to remind himself to be delicate especially in dealing with her. Closing his eyes, he used his power to conjure up two huge figures to step out of the alleyway for her to see. They laughed in a sinister manner as they eyed her.

“Hey pretty lady? Are you lost or something?” One asked as he took a menacing step closer to where she was.

“We can help you find your way you know…” The other offered. They both slowly made their way towards her.

“Don’t be shy pretty girl…”

[Samantha Dawson]

“Hey pretty lady? Are you lost or something?”

Oh shit. The blue eyes opened to take in the first of two huge, looming men. She shivered, horrified, and wrapped her arms around herself. “Please, no…” She tried to protest, sensing what they wanted, but unable to fight them off. She knew if it came down to it, she would end up dead, most likely.

“We can help you find your way you know…” The other said, coming closer. “Don’t be shy pretty girl…”

“I don’t need help! L-leave me be!” She said, obviously frightened. She took another step back and another, but she knew it wouldn’t be long before her back hit the brick wall. Dammit. She didn’t need this! She had already been abused enough! She shut her eyes, unable to deal with this. Her hands covered her mouth and face, and she trembled. There was no way she was getting out of this.

[Lucifer]

The fear that rolled off her made him close his eyes and savor it. It was like a drug to him. Oh but she didn’t have to fear anything. He knew that. If only she could tap into that sleeping powers of hers, she could be a formidable ally. That was why he was there. To get his dibs on her. If the Angels got to her first then he knew his plans in ruling would be foiled. And he didn’t want that to happen.

“I don’t need help! L-leave me be!”

He stayed in the shadows as he allowed the two men stalk his prey. The more frightened she was, the more she was going to be desperate enough to trust him and that was what he wanted to happen. Gain her trust. When that was done, he was going to start the process of weaseling his way into her life and then eventually into her soul. Corrupting her seemed to be the right thing to do and he was sure if that would happen, he was going to be more powerful than ever.

“Oh come… we don’t bite... hard…”

Both men chuckled in a very sinister way.

[Samantha Dawson]

They still kept coming, and she felt a low growl at the back of her throat. Damn it! Why her? She had tried to hard to get over her family abuse and peice her life back together...and now this was to happen? Was she really to be beaten, gang raped or worse, after everything she had been through? Was God really that cruel, to let her suffer so? Apparently yes.

“I don’t need help! L-leave me be!” She begged them to stop, but they just kept coming, just kept walking towards her like they wanted to hurt her. She realized then that if she didn't try something and soon, she was going to die a victim, unimportant, her petite body slumped in a ditch somewhere, and somehow, the thought made her angry. Really angry. She had always wanted to be something in life, to be thought of as strong, and here she was cowering in a corner, sopping wet from rain and very cold - both from the air around her, and from the fear that thumped in her chest.

“Oh come… we don’t bite... hard…” They chuckled at her, and came even closer.

"I...SAID...NO!" Her voice seemed to change, as did her face, from an innocent little sweetheart to something much more deadly. The necklace, green in color, heated up to an almost infero degree, burning deep and steadily in her chest. She cried out in pain as she physically felt wings rip through her back and some older force seemed to take her over. The Samantha that stood before them was not human. Not by a long shot. Her eyes, once blue, burned topaz in rage, and in an instant she shot fire at them, longing only one thing - to destroy them. Her wings had blood stains on them from tearing straight through her back and her chest heaved. She was sick of being the victim! Now, now they would receive their justice!

[Lucifer]

Lucifer watched in silence, wondering, waiting if the power inside of her was going to manifest itself or not. And then she bellowed out, in a voice that was far different from the previous voice that she used earlier. The devil smirked in a very sinister way. Finally, he said inwardly to himself. The one that he was waiting for made itself known. Now it was time to work on getting the powerful being on his side.

He took a step forward finally standing out from the shadows. The figures he conjured up quivered in fright and he made them flee away from her. If he made them vanish and be replaced by him, he didn’t think that would end well for him.

“Easy there tiger…” He said in a calm yet firm voice.

“I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t be able to hurt you even if they tried…”

[Samantha Dawson]

Her chest heaved. The tranformation had been extremely painful, but she hardly thought of that now. All she thought of now was how to protect herself. The angel Samantha stood on alert, even more so when she sensed another figure coming towards her. Without thinking she shot fire at him as well, but she missed, and the fire hissed as it hit the slick, cool pavement.

The figures that had once looked so menacing looked frightened now, though she didn't know if it was because of her, or this new figure...this new figure that happened to be a man, she thought with a growl. Still she stood her ground. Unlike her weaker self, she took no steps backwards in fear, her now topaz eyes burning into his.

“Easy there tiger…” He said in a calmly, and she raised a brow defiantly. "I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t be able to hurt you even if they tried…”

"How long have you been here?" She snarled defensively. If he had seen her hurt, and did nothing to help, she couldn't trust his character. "And if I hadn't tranformed, I am pretty sure that we wouldn't be having this conversation, and something much worse would be happening to be." She said, crossing her arms, firm in her belief.

[Lucifer]

“Not long.” He informed her. Lucifer had to keep in mind not to get on her bad side because that would cause him dearly, he was sure of that.

"And if I hadn't tranformed, I am pretty sure that we wouldn't be having this conversation, and something much worse would be happening to be."

Lucifer smirked. “That’s where you are wrong.” He replied back to her with conviction. “I’m not going to let them hurt you. I would have interfered if you hadn’t transformed.” He added. He dared to take another step forward and slightly he bowed at her.

“I am in position not to let anything happen to you. I am here to make you see, what and who you really are. How powerful you can be….” Of course he didn’t lie to her. The devil didn’t think lying would help him in anyway.

“I’ve been looking for you for a long time…”


(( ooc - this angel have a name? ))

[Samantha Dawson]

She crossed her arms and waited for an answer. “Not long.” He told her, when she asked how long he had been there, and she huffed in responce. "Well your help, though not needed persay, surely would been appreciated." The angel form of Samantha, who was Sandalphon, Angel of Power, glared at him...but still she did not recognize him as Lucifer. That was kept from her.

"And if I hadn't tranformed, I am pretty sure that we wouldn't be having this conversation, and something much worse would be happening to be." She added, and he smirked, causing her to raise a brow.

“That’s where you are wrong.” He said. “I’m not going to let them hurt you. I would have interfered if you hadn’t transformed.” He added, stepping forward. Instantly she raised her golden sword to her chest, as though to protect herself, still on edge, but then he bowed, and so she loosened her grip on it a little.
“I am in position to let anything happen to you. I am here to make you see, what and who you really are. How powerful you can be….”

"I do not understand. My position is to protect the human shell. She is just as important as I am." Samantha/Sandalphon answered him, tipping her head elegantly. "How could I be of any more importance than that?"

“I’ve been looking for you for a long time…”

"Why?" Came the steady reply. "What am I to you? I do not know you from Samantha's memories, and I have not seen you in heaven before..." She was not a young angel, but not so old that she could remember the Fall either...

(Sandalphon, Angel of Power. Supposedly the site I got it from said she/he guides us to experience what we need to in order to find and release the fears that prevent us from claiming our personal power. I thought it matched Samantha well.)

[Lucifer]

Lucifer smirked. “Samantha doesn’t know me.” He informed the being. “And I was in heaven. Before anybody else was created.” He added. “I was the first angel Father had created.” He admitted his seniority over most angels. Even this one, but the power she held with her was something he could really use. If he could get her to commit her loyalty to him.

“Surely you have heard stories about me.” He said to her. “Stories that I might add were told out of context. On the contrary Sandalphon, I am not the bad guy here. I’m just simply, misunderstood.”

He smiled at her.

“All I ask, is for you to listen, hear my side.”

[Samantha Dawson]

“Samantha doesn’t know me.” He said to Sandalphon, who grumbled. She didn’t like him knowing who she was, when she wasn’t sure who he was. It made it harder for her to defend herself. She raised a red brow at him, and opened her mouth to say something, but he added, “And I was in heaven. Before anybody else was created.” And she paled, stepping back. “I was the first angel Father had created.”

There was only one who could speak so smoothly, only one who it could possibly be. “Lucifer.” She muttered, eyes widening. Damn. And she was in a dead end ally too, so if he wanted to, he could kill her in an instant. She was strong, yes, but not strong enough to fight off or kill the first angel.

“Surely you have heard stories about me.” He said to her. “Stories that I might add were told out of context. On the contrary Sandalphon, I am not the bad guy here. I’m just simply, misunderstood.” He smiled at her charmingly, and she blushed and looked away. Now she knew what had been going through Eve’s head when she was tempted by the snake. He was utterly evil, and yet charming as ever.

For a moment she said nothing, merely working on calming her breathing down. Facing him again she said, “I have heard stories, it is true…your wickedness knows no bounds, they say. Deeper and wider than any ocean.” Blue eyes would meet his straight on now.

“All I ask, is for you to listen, hear my side.” He told her, and she sighed.

“And what would be the benefit of that? You’ll only lie, and twist it to your advantage. No I think it best I go, and soon.” She said, but made no attempt to leave, because she wasn’t sure how to get around him. After all, she couldn’t just ask him to leave. Surely he would say no, and by then she’d be even closer to him, which is something she did not want.

[Lucifer]

“Lucifer.”

He gave her a slow yet firm nod of confirmation. The look she had written all over her face was of fear and he didn’t want that to happen. He didn’t want the being before him to be scared enough to make her flee. No. He wanted her on his side. He needed her to be on his side. With her abilities, he could be untouchable. Not even the archangel Michael was going to be a match for him.

“I have heard stories, it is true…your wickedness knows no bounds, they say. Deeper and wider than any ocean.”

“Wickedness?” He asked her. “Oh I’m hurt.” All she had to do was listen to him and that was all the time he needed. Or so he thought.

“And what would be the benefit of that? You’ll only lie, and twist it to your advantage. No I think it best I go, and soon.”

Lucifer frowned a bit. “Do you remember why you’re here? Why you’re in that girl’s body?” He asked her. Time to work on her double time if he wanted her convinced that he wasn’t the bad guy. What? He really wasn’t. At least in the world that he created for himself and his loyal followers, he wasn’t the bad guy.

[Samantha Dawson]

Sandalphon recognized him, her blue eyes darkening and her mental defense field raising. She crossed her arms over herself and tried to calm her racing heart. She wasn't with her brothers, Michael and Gabriel. She had no help right now at all, except for her own wittiness, and against Lucifer, who was the most cunning of them all, that couldn't exactly be counted on.

He nodded, confirming who he was, and her brain whirred. Alright, Sandalphon, you are in a bad position, but you can and will get out of this. So far he hasn't attacked you directly yet. That's a good thing. You are physically able to fight, and you can call upon your powers if need be. She had been exhausted from using the gem once already to fend off the two men who had come at her human form, but she still thought she had enough strength to fight.

“I have heard stories, it is true…your wickedness knows no bounds, they say. Deeper and wider than any ocean.” She now told him, when he asked her what she had heard.

“Wickedness?” He said, and she raised a brow at him, nodding. “Oh I’m hurt.” Hearing this she couldn't help but smirk a little, so unlike her human form, who would have been cowering in fear not because of who he was, but because of what he was - a man.

"Really now? You? Hurt? I didn't think it was possible, with that black heart of yours." Sandalphon shot back, blue eyes glittering. Her words were cruel, but she knew he could take it. He was a big boy, after all. Of course he was wicked. History over and over proclaimed it, and Sandalphon felt there was no way he could prove otherwise. “And what would be the benefit of that? You’ll only lie, and twist it to your advantage. No I think it best I go, and soon.” She then added, when he asked her to listen to his side. It was dangerous listening to his side. After all, that's how angels got corrupted - every angel knew that.

Lucifer frowned at her comments, which actually amused her more. “Do you remember why you’re here? Why you’re in that girl’s body?” He asked her, and her amusement faded, and she nodded.

"To protect the gem from harm." She said, not lying to him. Lying to Lucifer, after all, would be quite useless, or so she felt. "Why do you ask?" Her eyes met his calmly now, her fear ebbing away. As long as he wasn't directly attacking her, she would live, and that meant she had more time to figure out how to get out of this.

[Lucifer]

He has a black heart? He wanted to scoff but he didn’t. She could continuously accuse him of this and that but he would never falter with the task he wanted to achieve right at that moment. He wanted to have the being before him, join his team. Now how exactly to do that was the big question. Lucifer had to be very careful in choosing his words and how to explain things to him that would make him look like he was the one that was the victim here and not the other way around.

“To protect the gem from harm.” The fallen angel repeated as if he was trying to make sense of what she had just told him. Lucifer knitted his brows as if he was confused or something. “I was just wondering. Because heaven’s supposed to be safe.” He pointed out. “It doesn’t make sense that Father would send you out here in the field in order to protect something. Wouldn’t it be easy to just keep the gem in heaven? Where you actually belong?”

Confusion. It was always a good ally if one knew how to use it.

[Samantha Dawson]

Sandalphon felt herself growing increasingly nervous. It was as if just being around him caused her wings to darken in color, and she didn’t like that. She didn’t like the pull for towards him either, (though she would never admit it, of course,) and so she growled slightly, and took another step back from him, trying to raise her guard. It was hard, however. There was something about him that was getting to her, whether she wanted him to or not.

“To protect the gem from harm.” Lucifer repeated, as though confused. She knew somehow he wasn't however - he was as sharp as could be. “I was just wondering. Because heaven’s supposed to be safe.”

“It is to a point.” She murmured, unwilling to go into it more. There were weak points in Heaven, but she wasn’t about to point them out to him. Her blue eyes flashed and she crossed her arms. “But my mission is more complex than that.” She chuckled. “But I’m zipping my lips on that one.”

“It doesn’t make sense that Father would send you out here in the field in order to protect something. Wouldn’t it be easy to just keep the gem in heaven? Where you actually belong?”

“Number one, you have no right to call him 'Father,' since your fall. You aren't his child anymore." She growled, but then calmed herself. "And sure I belong in Heaven, but I also belong here.” Sandalphon said. "I am watching over the girl as well. Of course she has my powers, but she has a larger role to play as well…like a said however, that’s the extend you’ll get out of me. This conversation obviously isn’t getting you anywhere so why don’t you just go on back to Hell where you belong?” She was hoping he would scram before Samantha reigned her in under her control. If he didn’t, there could be big problems for her.