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THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKE! Looks like we're going straight into the action... Mango OUT!

Third pov

Ayla sits at the dining table with Luciano as they eat together, they haven't said a word since Quinn came out. Quinn got annoyed that no one was talking and went back into Ayla.

"You know I find it weird that you and Quinn are so different." Luciano says

"What do you mean?" Ayla understood Quinn might've been different from her but she didn't think that much.

"Quinn kills without a second thought, she curses and she has curves like everyone dream girl." 

"Well, non of your demons are like you! So why does my Angel have to be?"

"Your Angel is practically a sin by herself, if you weren't Queen you'd be down here."

"If I wasn't Queen I'd still be here weather if it was sinful or not."

"We didn't end it because-"

"Son!" They snap their heads over to see Lucifer with a lady hooked to his arm. "This is my mate, Charlotte. Yes she's human."

"Human! Do you know how easy it is for a human to get possessed down here?" Luciano yelled

"Quiet son, I would never let her get possessed." He lied "Ayla can you show Char around I would like some alone time with my son." 

Don't go Quinn says "Sure! No problem." Ayla gets up and takes her hand which is terrifyingly cold. "Oh jeez, you're so cold. Do you need some hot coco?" She doesn't respond, they enter the kitchen which is pretty far distance from the dining room. She starts to make coco for her. 

"I know he said I should show you around or something but I figured we could have some girl time, I haven't had a girl time in ages. My mother is always with my sister as if she'll disappear anytime soon, so she never pays attention to me. My bestfriend got pregnant and she's busy with her kids, I have my husband which I don't even know if I'm in love with." 

"You're unhappy?" Charlotte whispers

"Yeah." Ayla chuckles adding the coco powder to the hot milk "To be honest I'm still in love with Luciano, no matter how much he hurt me. Sorry I'm rambling! How's your relationship with Lucifer?" 

Get out of here right now! Quinn yells

Quinn you're going to give me a headache if you keep yelling like that, calm down. Ayla replies

"I can help you." 

"What do you mean?" She stirs the Hot coco and turn around, she freezes at the sight in front of her. Her eyes are red, and her body is limp. A black fog surrounds them. "Char... what are you doing?" Ayla's eyes start to glow ready for the threat "Char!"

"No no no no no, it's time." A deep raspy voice says, Charlotte reaches out to Ayla's mouth and stretches it open. All the black fog goes in, Ayla tries fighting it, trying to push whatever just went into her out. 

Here eyes roll to the back of her head and her wings flock out and start to float. Charlotte screams at the top of her lungs, kicking back at the sight in front of her not remembering this ever happened or where she is. 

"Honey?" Lucifer calls out for her, she continues to scream and kick back. Her back touches a wall and she starts to shake "Char!" Lucifer holds her to his chest calming her down "What's wrong baby what's wrong?" She lifts a shaking hand and points it to the floating Ayla. 

"Dad what is- AYLA!" Luciano yells he tried pulling her down but she wouldn't move, he turns to his dad "What the fuck!" 

"My time here is done we shall head home now." Lucifer picks Charlotte up bridal style but she keeps whiggiggin "I'm going to drop you if you don't stop!"

"T-that's Ayla! You asshole you told me you wouldn't go through with it! Let me down now!" She kicks and screams

"What is she talking about."

"I have no idea." Lucifer chuckles nervously

"HE GOT SATAN TO POSSES HER!" Char yells, Luciano's whole world comes to a stop. He's never met his grandpa but he's heard the stories, heard that he was almost successful possessing God himself. Satan only likes possessing higher beings mainly Angels so that he can terrorize Heaven and all the blame will go on the Angel. 

The only way to get Satan out of her is to kill the host. 

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