Deep in the Woods.
Deep within the forest, a young girl barely past the age of five was unknowingly playing a card game with God and the Devil. One might call her an angel. Which, in fact she is, second in line to the throne in Heaven itself. Of course she didn't know it, I mean, how could she? Most people can't even remember what they had for lunch the day before, you can't really expect a five-year-old to remember that they're going to rule over Heaven one day.
Her mission on Earth was to change the souls of the corrupted. Satan, however had other plans. She was to be the barrier between an all-out-war between Heaven and Hell. She is his key to ruling Heaven once and for all.
It just so happens that deep inside that very forest lived a demon. One of the most powerful demon's that Hell has ever known.
They called her "Bringer of death", "Satan's bestfriend" , "Angel of Death" and so on and so forth. Her birth name is Azareth, but she changed it to Emmaline, which she thinks is much scarier than any of the names they called her for some reason. Something about non-demon names scared her. Her business within the forest was actually quite simple: get the golden child, lull her into a false sense of trust, take her home and kill her in her sleep.
"This is it". She whispered under her breath, this was the moment that would determine the fate of the world. She clenched the sulfur filled cloth rag tightly.
Her coat of obsidian black nearly exposing her in the tall grass as she transformed into the resemblance of innocence.
A Jack Rabbit.
She chanted a transformation spell, one only known to the most powerful and oldest of demon's. One powerful enough to transform a man into a God.
With her plan on the way, she watched her prey carefully, making sure to get the right timing, without perfect timing then the plan would go down the toilet.
She waited, and waited, she waited until the girl was almost directly in front of her.
Finally the right time came and she hopped over to the girl with hope in her heart.
The little girl looked at her in her rabbit form, hesitantly picked her up and hugged her.
Bang, that was it. The key to unlock the rest of her untimely fate.
The girl trusted her, that's all she needed for this to work now. However, something was different, she felt a warmth known to no man. So— welcoming and so loving.
Something sparked inside of her, like a sisterly love. That little girl showed her something she's never felt before.
For the first time since she sold her soul, she had no idea what to do. She thought that her mission was to kill the child and help lead Hell through war, eventually conquering Heaven. She knew how dire her fate would be if she turned back on her mission now.
Satan, would not be pleased.
In a slight moment of confusion and moral questioning, she let go of her rag, allowing it to drop to the ground while replacing it with a spell, the spell of sisterhood, Tripetuda.
A spell where you had to combine the blood of the person you want to bind, with your own.
The next time the girl saw her, this time in her human form, she'll feel like she's her sister.
Admittedly that will make her harder to kill.
I guess I'll have to wait till she messes up. She thought to herself, looking up at the girl every now and then.
"Hello Rabbit, that's what I'll call you, Rabbit". Said the little girl, hugging the supposed rabbit tighter.
Dang it. Why does my boss hate me? I could never kill her, no matter how badly she messes up.
"Goodbye Rabbit". The little girl hestantly placed the supposed rabbit back on the ground. That was when Emmaline finally bit her, completing the spell.
"What the heck!" The little girl screamed in pain, dropping the rabbit.
Emmaline sprinted behind a tree, far out of the little girl's sight, and transformed into a tall brown eyed, black haired human girl with vitiligo. A skin condition causing a difference of melatonin levels in different patches of her body.
After transforming into her human form she slowly approached the little girl. Cautious not to startle her.
She approached her from behind, her finger hovering over the girls shoulder, still considering wether or not this was a good idea. Slowly and surely she tapped her shoulder.
"Hey there".
"Who are you?" Anounced the little girl as she turned to face Emmaline.
"I'm Emmaline, your sister silly!"
The little girl felt some sort of pull towards her, like they were destined to meet, like she should trust her with her life. Like this was her friend, her family. For some reason, she was dumb enough to believe her, and that's what makes this story predictably wonderful.
"My sister?"
"Yes, your sister".
"Emmaline?" Ella questioned with slight uncertainty
"That's my name". She responded with a friendly smile, holding out her hand for the young girl to take. "What's your name?"
"Ella". A curious smile spreading across her face as she tool her hand. "How old are you?" She countered.
"I am one hundred and six years old, and how old are you?"
Ella's mouth dropped open as she stared at her in shock.
"I'm only five, wait how are you not dead yet?!"
"I have a wonderful surgeon, I keep him alive just for this reason".
Emmaline looked at the girl with a curious smile, not knowing if she should hate her or get to know her. Not to mention that she hates humans, angels even more so. So what is it that makes this one so special? She usually thinks that humans should shut up, especially middle aged women who have nothing better to do with their time than spend it yelling at cashiers, restaurant workers, and teachers.
"You're tall".
"You're short".
"Are you the BFG?"
"Are you an oompaloompa?"
"Yes".
"Cool" Emmaline uttered.
"What's your favorite song?" Emmaline asked, hoping to stop a painful moment of awkward silence from occurring.
"ACDC Highway to Hell".
"Sounds familiar".
"How?"
"No reason".
"Okay? So what do we do now?" Ella questioned, looking up at her new sister expectantly.
"That's a great question, to be honest, I have no idea". She blurted, looking down at her sister saying nothing more, and her sister saying nothing back. Filling the air with the awkward silence that she had hoped to avoid. Seriously it was excruciating.
"Let's go home". Ella suggested.
"Sounds good". Emmaline said with a shrug.
Now with the two sisters acquainted, hand in hand they embark on the journey of a lifetime full of action, comedy, and happiness.
Lucky bastards.
