Seven Months Later
(No One's POV)
"How the hell do you lose the only fallen in the palace?!" Aristomache yelled, Erik and Euanthe flinching a bit "We just turned our backs on him for a second and he's just... gone-" "The fallen is very fast" Jackal interrupted Erik "Fast enough to disappear into thin air?" "He out ran Mike yesterday when we were testing his speed-" "Enough" they all turned to see their grandfather, Satan. Satan walked over to them "Clearly, we've made the right choice to keep him, if he can get away from all of you, then he's more than ready to start learning how to fight and survive" he smirked, looking over at Death and Angel, the two people who 'lucky' enough to actually be working guard shifts today. "You two have until the sun rises tomorrow to have that fallen back here-" "By all means your majesty, but cut Death out of this, he has a thing for being rough with innocents" Angel glared at Death as he rolled his eyes "Just because he use to hurt you doesn't mean he'll hurt the fallen, I know he'd rather die than think about it... now go" the two demons walked out of the room, and down the hall. "No way in hell you're gonna find him first-" "Bitch please, I'm a magnet... and I know him-" "A couple of days with an angel doesn't count" they turned down another corridor "Fine, five souls to the demon who finds him first" "Deal" the two of them shook hands before walking out the doors of the palace, going in different directions....

A few hours later...
(Gamer's POV)
Okay, this is it. Finally out of that castle, have control over the horns and tail, still don't have powers, but I'm a demon.... I should be able to walk about hell with no problem. I've been walking down several streets, already lost and getting weird looks from everyone I walk past. I started thinking about something... obviously the royals know I'm not in the palace anymore so are they gonna send the guards after me or something... or just leave it be and hope I learn my lesson from getting killed outside the palace walls... I'm overthinking again. Something that always bothered those angels since when I overthink, I stop paying attention to reality... Michael hated it the most, one time he said that it showed others I was weak to unimportant thoughts- "Oi-watch it" a guy hissed after I accidentally walked into him "U-um-" "Hey! I'm walking here" a woman spat "Sorry-" "Fucking fallen" another guy growled as he pushed past me. Insults. Over and over again. Either at me or each other, realizing I was in the busiest part of the town, but... the conversations and insults were getting louder by the second, so loud that I ran down the first empty ally I seen, running pass a bar and around the corner, then to a complete stop. Only faded slurs of drunks from the bar could be heard along with faded music. I was out of breath, tired, too tired to notice the two men walking over to me. "Hey" I turned around to see the two obviously drunk men "Hey, you're new here, aren't you?" one of them asked "U-um, kind of-" "What about we show you around?" one of them offered "S-sorry, I-I already know my way around- I actually need to get going-" "Stay" one of them smirked, leaning against the wall, blocking my way of escape. "Yeah, besides... Hell's no place for a tiny innocent fallen~" the other tried to grab me, but I backed away, now up against the wall "Come on, we'll show ya a good time~" "I'll p-pass" "What? You angels too good for us?" "N-no, not that just uh..." one of them was looking at me up and down, licking his lips as the other smirked "S-someone's waiting for me, so I have to go-" "You're not leaving ya little shit"....

(Death's POV)
I've been trying to find the fallen angel for hours and Angel hasn't found him yet either meaning I still had a chance of winning our bet. Sreeburn, one of the cities of the Reaper Wing, also the city me and Angel live in well away from each other. Too many streets in my opinion as the over population problem hasn't been fixed yet and the streets seem to busier by the minute, better using the allys or roof tops to get around then going down to the main street cause once on the main street, you're not going anywhere until 'peak hour', which is curfew for most demons and devils or just the exact time people decide to flood the bars and casinos. I walked through an ally onto Crescent Street, and stopped outside a bar. I signed, Hell is too big to find a small fallen angel-demon thing, it'll take forever to find him- "Please-" "Shut it" I heard a harsh voice "You pretty little thing is gonna come with us, and have some fun losing that innocence" I glanced around the corner to see two drunken devils talking to the fallen angel, one of them kept trying to put his hands on the poor thing. Of course this made me angry, that was my fallen angel and it was about time I proved it. I walked over to them, grabbing the fallen's arm and pulling him to my side "There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late *harshly whispers* I've been looking everywhere for you" "Hey, hey, we're busy here" one of the drunk devils said. "Are you really? Cause it looked like to me the two of you were leaving" my free hand glowed red, making the two devils have no control over their feet and start walking away as they freaked out. I let go of the fallen's arm, fixing up one of my black-fingerless gloves "Don't hold it against them, they're actually not all that bad... well at least when they're sober" I held out my hand "Time to go back" he immediately shook his head. "Either you walk back or I carry you, its your choice" a few seconds he nodded his head, I grabbed his hand and started walking back in the direction I came with him following close behind.

Dead silence. The whole time we walked. He never spoke a word. I heard he never spoke in the palace either.... and no one is bothered by it at all, if it was me, I wouldn't mind hearing his voice echo the walls. I looked down at the fallen, worry and fear painted on his face "What's wrong?" I asked "I-" some guy whistled inappropriately at him, I immediately summoned a gun and shot the guy causing the fallen to flinch a bit "W-why-" "I'm a torture demon, it's my job... plus the asshole needed to learn manners" I made the gun disappear before continuing to walk with the fallen by my side. "Listen, you're gonna have to find a way to look less like an angel and more like a demon" I noticed what street we're on "Come on" "W-where we going-" "Just making a small pit stop....