[Belle]

I fucked up.

I fucked up really bad.

I killed a demon and ran away from the scene. Hopefully, they can't trace his unfortunate life ending back to me. I didn't even know who he was besides the fact he was a wrath demon. It's not like they'd actually believe a human like me would be foolish or have the guts to do something like this. They'd probably blame it on a lower demon, not that I would wish something on them, it just makes more since then someone like me.

I had made it back to where the other pet and slaves were, but only a few remained. I didn't see Ingrid anywhere. Hopefully she didn't get into too much trouble. The remaining few of us that still stood watched as Akilles auctioned more and more of us off.

It was nearing the end of the night, and yet my heart and nerves never settled. Ever sound, made me flinch, but I kept a straight face. Exposing my emotions might seem like I'm hiding something. And in a way I am. I know shouldn't feel guilty for killing a being that species practically imprisoned all humanity into servitude, but some part of me can't stomach the fact I took a life.

Akillies had led the remaining seven of us back through the door we came through at the beginning of the night. We're then load back on the van, but this time it's less crowed. There's still no sign of Ingrid, so I've came to a conclusion she was sold tonight. Thankfully, the van wasn't as crowed as it was on the way here, since there was more space, a few pets and slaves have spread out and started to drift off to sleep. It was about a forty-minute ride from here back to the pet shop, so they were getting sleep while they still can. Tomorrow we were back at it again, being on display in front for demons to stare and judge, not enough time to sleep.

For me sleep didn't come. My nerves are so bad, I stayed awake the whole ride back. When we load off, Leon leads us through a familiar door that leads to the basement where we sleep. We're then instructed to strip from our formal attire and reside in our assigned night clothes. Gowns for females and night pants and shirts for males. I walked through the darkened room, that was already held sleeping pets and slaves that didn't go, making it to my bunk I crawl into the bottom, and snuggled in deep. I tried closing my eyes, but every time my top bunk neighbor snored my eyes would pop open. 

Sleep never came.

It's been a week since I killed that demon and nightmare of me being killed in the most horrible of ways plague my mind day in and day out. I've become a shell in my own body, and Akillies has taken notice. As punishment for my uncooperating attitude, my rations have dwindled too hardly anything. And I've lost a few pounds, but not enough to fully weaken me.

Today seemed different though. Akillies seemed nervous about something. The greed demon looked panicked, and his lower demons rushed around the shop restocking items and cleaning the pet shop like I've never seen before. We pets and slaves were given a soft cotton uniform today, different from our normal itchy attire, and were forced into cells that weren't our own.

Some of the healthier looking pets are placed at the front, while the rest of us are placed at the back. Me I've kept my same glass cell; I was never in the front I was put on the second floor in the middle. Thankfully I was never chosen to be a hangers, which we called the unlucky people that cage hung from the rafters.

Throughout the day, normal customers arrived, bought some pets, and left. Around noon though a large crowed started to appear, and I was able to catch on to what was going on.

"Did you hear?" A pride demon with violet eyes, and auburn hair asked her friend. They were right in front of my cell, oblivious to the fact I was listening

"No, what?" The envy demon asked.

"Lucifer is supposed to be coming here today"  

"How do you know?"

"Well, I'm best friends with is sister, so...." 

I watched as the orange haired envy demon's green eyes flash with jealous, but she gives her friend a forced smile, before they left going in another direction. There words play around in my head. But one name in particular stuck.

Lucifer? Who's Lucifer?

For some reason, I didn't want to find out.