"Spread your wings... fight"! Lucifer shot a blast of fire at me and I dodged it. I'm not good at anything besides dodging. I tried shooting light at her. She blocked with her wings.

    She wrapped me in a dark rope and was draining the little energy I had. I grabbed the rope and ripped it. "Looks like someone got stronger-". I wrapped her in a light rope. Being weak the rope was thin and easy to break.

    Still though it was light and she's a devil. She grunted in pain and she broke the rope. It burned her hand but she healed immediatly. "I'm sorry sister but... I need the crown"! Her eyes turned black and her wings caught fire.

    That was something only our parents had mastered. She flapped her wings and it blew tons of fire at me. Everything went black. I woke up in our houses infirmary. I looked to my side to see my mother sitting there next to me.

    "I'm a failure aren't I"? She patted and rubbed my head. "Of course not... you can't change how you're born and me and your mom don't judge you for that". "But... I'm never going to be the queen". My mother didn't respond.

    "It's fine... I can do other things besides be queen". "I can become one of Hell's soldiers or even a warrior"! "Even though that's unlikely to happen either". "The local demons are stronger than me". My mother gave me a kiss on the forehead before leaving.

    I got up and let out a frustrated sigh. Turns out I layed unconscious and burnt on the ground for 5 hours while everyone else finished fighting. Since I'm weak I heal slowly. I went up to my room and changed my clothes. My left leg was still burned to a crisp.

    Luckily it didn't hurt. I grabbed my notebook and started writing. I liked to write about ways I could become stronger but I didn't have much. I know that sometimes when my parents were younger would have power surges when they got into trouble. But they're the first ever hybrid and the devil so it's unlikely to happen.

    "Hey", Angela said walking into my room. "How you holding up"? "Not good I'm doing horribly". "That's great", she said, hopping across the room and onto my bed. "Sheesh"!

    "What're you writing"? "Nothing", I said, trying to hide the book. She threw me off the bed and lifted up my pillow. She started flipping through the pages. She threw the book.

    "It's kind of pathetic that you think some day you'll get stronger and become queen". "Actually kind of funny". "Get your shit together Alissa and just give up". I snatched my book and lit it on fire. Lucifer heard the noise and walked into the room.

    "Hey what's going on-"? "Get out", I shouted at her. "Both of you get the hell out"! Angela left the room laughing while Luci slowly walked out. I started to sob and cry.

    "Dammit", I shouted. Even my screams were weak... I'd never become queen. Hell's alarm started going off. Everyone ran down to the living room to find our parents. The demons were helping them put on sets of Hell's and dark armor.

    "What's going on mom", Samuel asked. "Were under attack... heavens soldiers are staing war". "I thought you guy's war ended back when mother became a hybrid"! "We did too", mother said. Since Carl and Samuel are Hell warriors they armored up too.

    "I want to help", I shouted. "Don't fool yourself sister", Angela said. "Hey... no fighting while we're gone", my mother said. All four of them left.. they just left! They all turned around and started going back upstairs.

    "Where are you guys going"? "To our rooms", they told me. "We're under attack and you guys are going to your rooms"? "Yeah and so what", Lucifer said. "I keep trying to keep my cool but you Alissa keep pushing your luck".

    "We all know you're the weak family outcast and can't do anything even if you wanted to"! "You'll only get yourself killed", Lucifer said, pushing me. Everyone just watched. They didn't care about what she was doing. I got up and ran to my room.

    I put on a clean new set of training clothes and went back downstairs. I went into my parents room and got into their weapons closet. "Here it is". It was a sword made from all the halos the had stolen from angels. "Sword of the Damned", I whispered.

    I grabbed the sword.