1820- Human Realm
(Elizabeth's POV)
I've been screaming for hours, but now she was there, in the hands of the priest of the village, my child "C̴͎͝a̵̗͆̒l̵̝̯̒l̷͚̳͆ ̷͍͊h̶̫̮́ẽ̸̖r̸̖̓ͅ ̶̛͜A̶͖̋̆ṉ̴̊ͅn̸̫͓͘a̷̡͠b̷̰̉ë̴̳́l̷̰̱̈̀l̶͇̀̂e̵͎͖̎" the voice in my head whispered calmly "H-her name...." the people around me looked at me, terrified "Don't let her name the-" "Annabelle Widow" they looked at me, like the 'curse' I was "Don't let her touch-" the men next to me punched the priest, throwing him out of the room and locking the door after a woman took Annabelle away from the priest. She gave me Annabelle "T-thank you... who are you-" the two unwrapped these white pieces of fabric from around their arms, which revealed glowing demonic symbols on their arms "W-what are you?!" "We're angels" the man answered "N-no your not, were's your wings and-" "We're corrupted angels-" pounding could be heard from outside the door....
A few minutes later
I trusted one of the angels with Annabelle, she'd promise that my daughter would be okay.... I've been running from the towns people- "There she is!" I looked over to see a crowd of people with torches "Shit!" I got up and started running as fast as I could hearing the crowd of people behind me until I ran out into the middle of the town, my heart dropped.... there was a huge wooden cross with the priest standing next to it. I stepped back, walking into someone- two guys grabbed my arms "Let me go!" they dragged me towards a cross "No no no no no- please no! Please!" I started to cry, struggling to get out of the guys' arms before being slammed against the wooden cross, wrapping rope around me to tie me to the cross "No- aahhhhh!" I screamed out in pain as they nailed my hands to the cross. The priest walked up to me "Where is the child?" he asked in a stern voice "Far away from this shit excuse to a town" I spat "Don't worry my child, you'll be joining your parents in the heavens-" "I'll come back and rip this town a part- killing me won't please god, it'll anger the devil-" the priest cut part of my dress and started cutting an incision in my chest- he was cutting me open. As soon as the cut was made he started praying while placing his hand in the cut, soon ripping out my heart as he said 'Amen'...

1986
I woke up in this room filled with thorns, I looked down at my left hand to see the pentagram still there. I noticed my clothes have changed to a short knee-length dress, one I’m not used to, black shoes and a purple belt tight around my waist “Miss Elizabeth Widow, a pleasure to finally meet you in person” a man said, dressed in a black suit with hints of purple, black nightshade hair attempting to hide his glowing blue eyes, very pale skin and carrying a scythe on his back “I’m Jackal Reaper, demon of death and prince of hell. Welcome to hell, I’ll be your mentor” “H-hell? How am I-“ “You died with the death sin my cousin's mother had attach to you to save you, Lytrse Thorn. She’d said you’d be pretty nervous due to what happened to you after she healed you” “More like terrified” “I’m guessing confused why you’re in Hell as well” I nodded my head a bit. “A death sin overpowers any other sin, but what those humans did to you, burning and cutting those marks into your skin convinced the guard angels that you were evil and they sent you here, though its pretty obvious that you don’t belong in Hell at all… but I’ll help you survive and teach you how to be a demon” he held out his hand, I took it, he helped me up. “I’m gonna show you where you’ll be staying”…..

We’ve been walking for a while, soon stopping in front of a casino “A casino?” “Not really, I just want you to meet someone” we walked in, I realized it was more than a casino, it was also a huge bar which seemed to be famous around this part of Hell. “Prince Reaper? What are you doing here?” a guy asked from behind the bar, he had red and brown hair, warm ivory skin, dressed in black and had a… I’m not even sure what to call the thing replacing his right eye. “I’d like to introduce you to Elizabeth Widow, the one Satan had been calling Dark Angel, Elizabeth this is Death, you’ll be living with him until we find a proper place for you” Death walked around the bar counter and up to me, holding his hand out, I took his hand think he wanted to shake hands, but he ended up kissing the back of it “It’s a pleasure to meet you Elizabeth” “U-um…” I quickly pulled my hand away “Always been a flirt, you’ll get use to it by the end of the year, Death flirts with almost anyone, even the poor angel who had fallen a couple of days ago” “There’s an angel here?” “Well the thing still hasn’t woken up yet so we’re not sure if its still an angel or turned into something else” I looked down, the poor thing, they must’ve been turned away or thrown from above due to a tiny detail about them like me. “I’d trust you to look after her Death, I’ll come by in the next few days to get her. In the meantime, get to know each other” “Sure” Jackal left the casino, leaving me behind with Death “Wanna come behind the bar?” “I’m sorry, what?” “Oh, you might not know about shorten words um…. would you like to stand behind the counter, you don’t have to talk or do anything, you can just stand there” “Okay” I answered quietly, he lead me behind the bar, grabbing a chair and sitting it down near the shelves of alcohol. “Hey Death, who’s the pretty thing?” a drunk guy sitting at the bar counter “This is Elizabeth, she’s new here” “So she’s free?” Death’s face hardened, he grabbed a red ribbon from under the bar and walked over to me, gently wrapping it loosely around my neck and tying it off in a bow at the back, then shooting the drunk guy a dark stare “Jez, could’ve just said she was taken or something” “Oh really? Well you’ve been cut off” Death grabbed a hand gun out from under the bar and shot the guy in the head. Death turned to everyone else “Anyone else have a problem?” everyone just went back to their own business “Sit down there, and keep that ribbon on” I nodded my head, sitting down on the stool near the shelves….