TW! There will be some blood and gore in this chapter. Also, topics on abuse will be discussed. 

Y/N POV

I clutched the knife in my left hand as I entered the room. I looked around and found myself in a dirty old kitchen. I could feel rage sitting at the end of my tongue, ready to lash out. I walked around the little apartment and heard a crunching sound on the ground. I had walked into a shattered beer bottle on the floor, after some more investigating, these shattered bottles were all over the kitchen. 

"I really hope he's not drunk." I thought. I hummed a little tune and the mist led me to the very back room of the apartment. I ducked through the hallway, surprised that I was much to big for this house. The mist led me to the room on the right at the end of the hall. 

I kicked open the door and heard people clambering around and heard something fall. I looked towards the middle of the room and found a demon on the bed and one looking over the side of the bed. "Who the fuck are you?! What are you doing in my apartment?!" That could only be the voice of Jared. 

I walked into the doorway, hoping he would recognize my voice. "Sorry to interrupt you two, but I have a little business to attend to." 

I looked towards the side of the bed furthest from me. "Hi there little missy, I would suggest you leave this loser. He's not worth it. Trust me." Once I laid my eyes on him, all I wanted to do was rip him apart. I saw little green Jared leaning back against the bedframe.

She was a pretty imp, but she eyed me warily. I didn't blame her. I had just interrupted them. She hurried out of the apartment. I heard the door shut and turned back to Jared, with the knife in my hand. He had hurried and put his pants on while his lady friend left. 

I shut the door behind me. "Hello 𝘑𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥," I could hear the venom dripping from my voice. "Do you remember me? Did you miss me?" He hesitated for a moment.

"Y/N?" He said frantically. As I stalked closer to him, I could see an x on his forehead. Where the little coward had escaped the Hell waiting for him above, only to come down to this one. 

"Oh good! I'm glad you hadn't forgotten, I was starting to worry that you had. Seems life hasn't been great to you." I smiled evilly, ready to destroy every fiber of his being. "Did you ever feel sorry for what you did to my family?"

He looked cocky, as if I had brought up a past accomplishment, "No. If I felt sorry, why would I have killed them? I was really only looking for you, but they were in the way and you never came home." At that point, the control I had on my anger broke. I rushed towards him, grabbing him by the neck. 

"Are you scared that I can fight back now, Jared? I didn't know the power I held back then, but I understand it now." I threw him back against the door of his bedroom. The wood splintered as he flew into the hallway. He looked dazed as he sat up against the back of the hallway, holding the back of his head.

"Please Y/n, we can talk about this. I'm sure we've both changed now."

I stalked towards him, stepping through the broken door. I took the knife out of my pocket, the white metal shining in the air. "I'm going to hurt you like you hurt my family and me."

He looked like a scared little animal. The thought of him fearing me fueled my delight. I dragged the knife across his small green chest. The blood trailed down over the knife. He thrashed, trying to get away from me. I dragged his arm up and kicked him down the hall towards the kitchen. "You have no idea how much anguish you caused me."

He got up trying to run, but I trapped him in a little bubble so he couldn't run away. "Do you feel bad for what you did now?" 

He pounded against the side of the bubble, "Yes! I do! Please don't hurt me, I do feel sorry for what I did to them."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't know what it is, but I think you're lying!" I said in a sickly sweet voice. I stuck my hand through the side of the bubble and released hold on the lightning, letting it light up the room. I could see the terror on his face as he screamed in pain. 

I popped the bubble and he landed on the ground holding his chest. I squatted down next to him, holding the knife towards his face. "Do you know what this is?"

"Y-y-yes...P-please I'm sorry."

I looked at his pathetic little face. "I look at our demon forms now, I realize how weak you were in real life! That is why we look so different. At the time, you didn't know how grave a mistake you made for hurting me. You still have no idea!" I summoned my huge wings, they filled the small apartment. 

"W-what?! Y-you're the Dark Angel?!"

"Oh yes, and you will feel my wrath. This knife will guarantee that you will never come back. You'll just be lost in the void of space, a tiny, insignificant speck of dust."

I plunged the knife into his side. "This is what it felt like when you would break my ribs." His blood pooled around us on the floor. My combat boots bathed in the ruby liquid. I took the knife out and then stabbed him in the chest. "And this is what it felt like when you took my family from me."

He grappled for the knife but he became weak. A trail of blood came from his mouth. I watched as the life drained from his eyes, the sweet taste of revenge filling my mind. I heard someone enter the apartment, from the sound of the steps, I guessed it was Angel. "Ya good hun?"

"I'm great." I got up and rinsed the knife in the sink. I walked out of the small apartment and handed the knife back to Cherri. "Thanks, that came in really handy."

"Anytime!"

"Alright guys, do anything you want with the place."

I walked down the apartment stairs as I heard bombs explode above me. I felt at peace with what I had just did. I had changed so much from when I first got here, but I wasn't gonna let fear control me anymore. I was going to be one of the most powerful beings in Hell and no one could stop me, I was almost there too. I felt like I had finally gotten a hang on my powers. 

I walked out of the bottom of the apartment and examined the damage that Angel and Cherri were causing. Most of the windows were blown out, and most of the building was on fire. I saw both of them jump out of one of the lower windows and they walked away as the building exploded. 

"I bet you guys thought you looked so cool." I chuckled as they walked towards me.

Cherri laughed, "Hell yeah we did!!"

"Fuck, that was fun! I bet you enjoyed that too y/n." Angel laughed as he looked back towards the building.

"I did enjoy it, you're right." I looked at Angel, still thinking. "Hey, Ang. Do you think it's time that people know I'm here in Hell?"

He thought for a second. "Yeah! Let them know that this was you!"

I nodded and summoned my wings. "Here it goes." I pushed myself off into the air and flapped as hard as I could. I heard Cherri from the ground yelp in terror. I forgot that I hadn't told her about the whole Dark Angel thing. I flew high enough into the air so I knew people would be able to see me. 

I changed into my rage form, feeling all the sorrow and anger release from its cell. I felt so powerful. I turned towards the burning building and just to make it worse, I shot some lightning at it. I didn't think that the explosion could get bigger, but it did. I laughed as the light became unbearable bright. I shielded the light with my hand. 

This was a little too bright for me. I opened a huge void under the building, surprised with being able to accomplish the power. I hadn't even practiced it before. The apartment complex was quickly swallowed and the bright light was extinguished. I flew back down to the ground and got rid of my wings. 

Angel was grinning at me with a wild smile, and Cherri looked surprised but impressed. Angel glanced at me, "That was the most dramatic introduction I've ever seen. Color me impressed." 

I laughed and looked up at him, "Everyone needs a dramatic entrance, I just made sure mine was good." I looked at Cherri. "Thanks for coming along. Do you want me to transport you back to the hotel with us?"

"No thanks, my territory is just over that way," She jacked a thumb behind her head. "But good job." She waved goodbye as she walked off. I grabbed Angel's hand and transported back to the hotel. We walked through the doors of the hotel and found all of the staff huddled around a TV at the bar that Husk manned. 

I looked at the TV and saw my demon form. Angel was right, it was dramatic, but I looked magnificent. My hair was floating around me and my horns had grown longer. My wings didn't even look like a color, just a void of light.

Everyone looked at us as we closed the door. Vaggie rushed towards us, "What the hell were you guys doing?"

Angel looked down at me. I guess he wanted me to answer. "It was time for me to pay revenge to a past acquaintance." I took a breath, "and I didn't want to hide anymore. It was time to let Hell know that I had arrived."

For a second I thought that Vaggie was going to yell at me, just judging by the look in her eyes. But she pulled me into a hug, which surprised me the most. "I'm glad you got your revenge," she pulled away looking up into my eyes. "It's nice isn't it?"

I nodded at her and glanced up towards the rest of the people at the bar. A small little cyclops girl rushed over to me, faster than I thought was possible. "Hi, I'm Nifty! It's nice to meet you!" I laughed and shook her small hand, "It's nice to meet you Nifty, I'm Y/n." I looked up and saw Alastor staring at me. 

As soon as I had caught him, he looked away. I could feel that many things were about to change, and at a very rapid pace.