(Above is me in one of the outfits I wear...♡☆)
A/N: any thoughts in Italics are actually true, I have these voices and thoughts in my head.

Valkyrie's POV

So to the mall we went, Fizzarolli dancing around us and asking questions while Asmodeus did a really hot strut through the stores.

We went to dress stores, but I only bought one short dress. It was black lace and my jacket would go great with it.

(You can just see the chain on the back of my boot.☆)

I lead the two to a shop that did boots and bought a similar pair to the ones I was currently wearing.

I went to a casual clothing store and found some of my usual outfits that covered my body. Tracksuit pants, jackets, half-shirts, boots, sneakers. All the clothes I chose were long-sleeved, and by the looks I was getting from Asmodeus and Fizzarolli, this was suspicious. But they refrained from questioning.

The sneakers I bought were red and black Nikes with laces and a zip cover. The jackets, trackies and shirts I bought were all blacks except for one pair, which were grey with green outline.

Asmodeus paid for my clothing and we walked back through the streets to a large place called 'Ozzie's', it was very colourful and it hurt my eyes. I was a dark colour person. We entered through a large back door and Asmodeus lead us up the stairs and into a large bedroom.

I looked around the room on awe, I have been in Hell just under 4hrs and this was my favourite place yet. The colours may have been a little too bright for me, but this room held it all together, the colours meshed perfectly and everything sat in place, it looked like the room belonged like that.

Fizzarolli energetically showed me around the room and dragged me to his favourite place, Asmodeus's bed.
Oh my, I am so stupid! Asmodeus and Fizzarolli were together... They would never like me.

The smile fell from my face and ever happy though erased from my mind. My breathing hitched and my body shook.

Nobody will love you, hissed the voices in my head.
You are a freak, a god will never love you.
You got your friend killed.
Your mother abandoned you.
You have no friends.
You are useless.
Your father doesn't want you.
They are only taking you in because they pity you.
They will use you then throw you away.
You are an idiot for believing anyone will want you.
You are worthless.
Nobody wants you.
Nobody will ever want you.

Somebody was calling my name, but all i saw were blurry figures. All sounds faded but the voices.

To everyone, you don't exist.
You are a ghost.
You don't matter.
You are nothing.
You mean nothing.
Who would care if you dissapeared?
Nobody, I answer.
Exactly.

The voices didn't stop, I felt warm fluids drip from my eyes and understood that I was crying. I never cried, I was abused out of crying... Did I go weak?

I felt arms wrap around my shoulders and another pair around my waist. That pulled me out of this torture, I sniffled and looked to see Fizzarolli hugging my midsection and Asmodeus holding me into his chest, his hand rubbing my head through my hoodie.

I wiped my eyes and hugged them both back.

"Are you okay Valkyrie?" Fizzarolli asks looking up at me with his cute innocent orbs.

"You had a panic attack." Asmodeus states.

I look down in shame, I was weak. I felt Asmodeus's fluffy finger lift my chin to look at him. My golden eyes still held sadness and my eyes were all anyone could see.

"It's not weak to ask for help." he says smiling softly.

"I know, its just hard to..." I mumble.

Asmodeus and Fizzarolli pull me into another hug before they lead me to the bathroom so I could get changed.

I pulled out a specific outfit. Black trackies, a black jacket and my new boots. I nicked a couple holes in the back of my jacket for my wings and a small hole in the back of my trackies for my tail. My horn stand proud and I pull my hoodie back over my head. I covered my face, leaving only my eyes visible before stepping out.

"Nice outfit!" Fizzarolli states. "Although, it would be better if you weren't covering your face. I bet you look cute."

I blush heavily, now very grateful to be hiding my face. I lower my head and Asmodeus chuckles at my reaction.

Tilting my head curiously I don't notice my hoodie coming off my head or my face covering drop... It was too late to react, so I turned around and buried my head in my hands.

The scars that destroyed my life were the ones on my face. The worst was the one that went from my left eye to the right side of my throat. Not to mention the ones wrapping themselves around my throat in a jagged way.

Asmodeus picked me up from the ground and lifted my head, I locked my eyes shut and I heard two painfilled gasps.

I was, again, pulled into two embraces and held close.

"I swear, I am sending whoever did this, to Satan's very mansion for doing this to you!" exclaims Asmodeus.

"I need to go see Father anyway. Let's go." I choke softly.

Fizzarolli kisses my forehead and I smile softly as Asmodeus does the same before opening a flaming blue portal.

I step in after Fizzarolli and I hear Asmodeus behind me before I hear a familiar voice...

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Cliffhanger.