Varia was in the head cop car and she gets out barely catching glimpse of the first angel's departure. The wind blows her hair upward as she watched with a smile. She gets back to ordering the policemen around.

"You! Get that door open!" She orders so as the firemen could get in and put out flames.

"So much for the Fallen Angel huh." That title did not suit him anymore. He was out here trying to redeem himself without even realising it.

A demon flies out a window and Varia dodges it by rolling over a car bonnet. "Woah they can fly now..." Their guns were less than useless as she watched her fellow officers shoot at it in vain. She turned away in pain as they were being butchered to death by its talons. She lost officers every day, and it was getting worse. It came for her next, she grabbed a pipe and whacked it across the head. It was stunned for a few moments as she ran from it, trying to find something to combat it with.

It caught her leg and she trips up, she kicks it in the teeth to make it let go. "Get off me you sunnova!" Her friend Nash leaps at it with a fire axe and chopped its head off and helped her up. She was covered in demon blood.

"Remind you of the old days?" He asked her as she had told him everything, who she was, who she used to be. "Not really." She replied as she wiped off her face.

The archangel flew around his eyes glowing as he went to the gates of hell eyes glowing as he said in a voice all demons obeyed "RETURN TO HELL ALL OF YOU"

Demons had no other choice but obey flying to the gates and the archangel closed the gates placing the seal on it and a massive shockwave of power came through before he collapsed to the ground.

Varia pants getting up from the floor as everyone on earth was knocked over. She along with the others fell to the ground. Bruised, wounded and bloodied. This did not suit the angelic rose. She looked down at her hands sadly. A flashback hit her and she fell unconscious.

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Many centuries ago...

Varia's singing

Varia sang with a flower in her hair, a flower that was given to her by someone special. Her Father. A general of Lucifer's army before the Falling. He was always off to battle and one day he came home and he brought a "friend".

"Varia my child, this is my brother in arms. He wanted to meet you." He presented his master, Lucifer to the young angel. Varia looks up at the very first Angel. She bows to him respectfully, adoring a long white dress with golden edges. She was in awe of his greatness.

Centeries ago

Lucifer smiled and looked at the other and spoke "its a pleasure to meet the daughter of my general's army. I see a lot of greatness in you and maybe one day you will be as agreat as your father dear one" he said smiling softly before Michael came scampering up and whined at Lucifer who rolled his eyes with a small laugh.

"Okay okay, well miss it was a pleasure to meet you here" he said and pulled out a small necklace and it had a golden feather on it and spoke to her "A gift from Lucifer, even if we never meet again I shall protect you from the harm of sin and torment. I will watch over you small one" he promised giving it to her and then went off with Michael

Varia's eyes light up at the First Angel, his grace befalling everything he touched. She took the necklace with a smile that shone brightly. She bid him farewell and wore the necklace. But they would meet again. And not too long after.

The next they would meet would be under more dire circumstances...

Her father drags Lucifer back to safety, he calls out for a healer and as the healer came, they were shot down by the enemy. There were no more healers left. But Alexander, Lucifer's general, knew of one who could help. His own daughter had terrific holy gift. And so he took Lucifer in his arms and carried the wounded Angel back to his home.

"Varia!" He calls out to her, she comes running in her white dress and gasps at the state of the First Angel. She kneels at his side as her father lays him on the ground. Her hands had to touch his body, covered with blood, for the fist time. She willed all her strength into her healing arts and slowly but surely Lucifer's wounds healed. And when she was done, her dress was completely soaked in his blood. As he rested, she looked at her bloodied hands. "What a terrible burden our warriors carry." She closed her eyes with sadness. Her necklace dangled from her neck, glinting in the light. She never left his side for one moment, as he cried out, she soothed his mind "Shhh it'll be alright now. You're safe with us." She reassured the warrior. Alexander watched from the side, seeing how his daughter cared for Lucifer.

The archangel groaned in pain his eyes looking at the other slowly,, his wounds would heal with time his wings where mangled up mess and he coughed in pain "Skilled healer i see a very young one but born with an amazing gift to heal wounds i see" a smile laced on his lips a kindess in his voice that made mothers weap with joy and fathers heart burst. he sighed softly "Alexander, when she comes of age I will allow her to join the healing school for Angels" he said, the school of healers was a very very hard place to get in as many males actually where in there but someone so skileld like this girl was given a right into the school by the first angel.

Alexander smiled. "She gets it from her mother." He was joyous to hear his daughter would become an official healer. Varia's eyes light up even more. "Really?!" She could not believe she was to become someone so important. But also burdened with terrible purpose...

Over the coming months she attended the school of healing. Where she met her mentor Raphael. She learned how to fly faster and faster to get through battlefields of demons to get to those who needed help. She brought her brethren back to life. She sent messages to her father at the front lines and even to Luficer himself where she got to know him more and more.

The last memory she had was his fall the archangel wings where torn and ripped. The ground cracked and split and he fell through. He reached for one person only her but he was gone allowed by flames and shadows.

She would wake up in a hospital. Lucifer asleep on a chair invisible to all others but her. He was holding her hand eyes closed.

Varia wakes up with a fuzzy head. "Ahhh..where...am I?" She turns her head and saw the angel sleeping in his chair, she could feel his hand around hers. Thinking about her memory she instinctively reached for her necklace around her neck.

It wasn't there.

She gasps. She didn't remember what happened to it. "My...necklace." Her voice quivered as she'd been out cold for a few days. It was hers. And someone took it from her. After the Fall. Someone with long purple hair filled with jealousy and rage.

She looked at Lucifer, she felt as if she had betrayed his love.

The archangel groaned in pain eyes closed you could now see his wings there was barely any feathers left and they where now broken. He slowly woke up his head hurt seeing the girl was alright he stood up.

Varia watched him groan in pain. She hated seeing him like this. Her first instinct was to reach out to him and comfort him. But she could barely move her arm to him. She was beginning to glow. Her soul was reaching out to touch his. Like she had before the Fall.

The fallen archangel looked away slightly hearing the police coming in "I musgt go" he said slowly as the police chief came in the angel was gone shimmering slightly before he was gone cpmpletely.

"No..Dont go..." Her voice whispered through the wind.

The chief came in and sat down. "Glad to see our best detective doing well. You've earned a Medal of Valour." He praised her.

She raises her eyebrows. "Really? A medal of Valour?" She smiled weakly.

"And there's someone here to see you. You've been chosen to join the DIA." He continued.

"The Defense Intelligence of America?!" she looks to the door to see her brother standing there. She smiles so happily to see him. "James!" It had been so long since the demon war separated them.

James walks in and sits on her bed, stroking her hair. "And here I thought it would be safer here for my little sister." He jokes. "So you're coming to work with me now at the agency."

The archangel watched invisble and then was gone and sighing as he went off into the forest he called home and hummed gently and sat down slightly

Chapter 2 - Broken Bonds.

I want you so bad it's scary.

A few days later Varia was back up on her feet. She brushed her long hair in the mirror and then grabs her jacket and heads out the door. She was moving to DC for her new job. She pulls her hair out of her jacket as she skipped down the stairs.

She walks the sunny street and high fives a few people who recognised her as a brave heroine of the city. Some children wave after her on their way to school on a bus. She waves at them back with a big happy smile. Finally, everything was making sense and the darkness had seemingly gone away.

She turned to look behind her, she felt as though she was being followed. The city street seemingly emptied on its own. The wind starts to pick up. It was all very odd.

She turns back to carry on walking, but as she does so, she bumps into a tall man. She looks up at him and saw long purple hair, he was wearing shades that covered glowing green eyes. She felt an oppressive feeling.

She felt as though she knew this man from somewhere.

"He doesn't love you." His voice deep and firm as he peers down at her. She backs away, she felt very afraid of him.

"W-who?" She asks.

"Just remember he is a Fallen Angel, Varia." He removes his glasses and she saw his eyes, gasping she knew him.

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"Azazel!" Varia's voice came from behind him on the battlefield. "I have a message from Michael. You are to withdraw from the front lines and bring up the rear." She informs him with a bow. Azazel, quite taken by the beautiful and graceful, he nodded.

Later, Azazel sees Varia tending to Lucifer's wounds and smiling down at him as they talked softly. He felt a rage building up within him he could not contain. And when Lucifer fell and Varia's heart shattered, he held her tight as she wept in his arms. But she could not let go of her love for the First Angel.

"yeah I am a fallen angel" whispered a voice from behind the angel and standing there was Lucifer, well the human form of him he changed his apperance completely and name so no one knewhe was here . he stood there eyes cold and heartless at Azeral "now what your gonna do is leave the girl alone and not drag her into such a bloody thing" he spat in his face eyes sharp and ruthless before turning and walked off slowly. His hair blew in the wind as he spoke as well "also do give her back the necklace you dick" he said looking back eyes turned black slgihtly

Azazel just stared him down. Varia looked at the tall angel. She remembered what he did...

Back in Heaven. Azazel grabs Varia's arm. "You have to let go of Lucifer, he will only bring you pain!" He tells her as she struggles to break free from him. "No! I cant! I love him, I cant lose him!"

Azazel sees the necklace he gave her. He pulls the chain from her neck and she gasps with wide eyes as he crushes it in his hand. "He'll never love you back. Not the way you love him. But I do Varia cant you see?"

Varia growls at him as she saw her crushed necklace in his hand.

Back on earth, present day, she clenched her fist at Azazel. "You. Broke. It." She spoke angrily. Her hands glowing with light.

"Careful. Anger leads to darkness, young healer." Azazel retorts as he flies away.

She blasts holy light toward him but he vanished before it hit him. She felt such power rising within her body. Her powers were returning to her. She then looked down sadly. "It meant everything..." She grasped at her chest, unaware Lucifer changed appearance and voice.

Lucifer walked around the area as he went out to his car and sat on the hood with his computer his invisble helhpund barked and sat in the car and he muses gently as he hummed slightly. he closed his eyes and sunbathed happily in the sun enjoying life while he had it.

Varia went about her day as normal but her memories were unlocking bit by bit. Soon she was to learn why and how she became trapped in a mortal body. The only necklace she wore now was a locket with a picture of her dead parents within. She played with it as she thought about azazel crushing lucifer's pendant he gave to her as a symbol of his protection.

She did not need a trinket to know he still cared. But still she sat on her new apartment balcony watching the sunset alone. That was her life now. A DIA agent could not be close to anyone, they would be used against them. She sighed gently as she just stared at her food. She couldn't eat, she couldn't sleep.

"Argh" she growled and stood up "Just move on. Azazel was right. He'll never love me back." She told herself just as azazel said.