Lucifer (No, not Luciferina)

I remember being alive once . I was young,  naive, in a primordial world where people didn't know how to treat one another. I wanted to be different. I tried to stop other females from wing harmed, sometimes getting beaten in the process. I stopped kids from fighting one another, even though it was their duty to learn self defence, it was wrong. If someone was hungry, I'd give what I could, even if it meant having less for me for dinner. If someone was tired I gave them a place to sleep, even if it meant I had to sleep on the floor. Life wasn't say so like everyone, I longed for escape. Te afterlife of glory and rest was what we all had in our dreams, what kept us going through this life to be rewarded in the next. We had a legend of nature spirits, myths, stories that we told around wild plants and dead animals that came back from the hunt. Dead animals-yuck. Their flesh was too tough to chew for my liking and I believe more died from trying to digest their raw bodies than those who had to survive from it. But in the winter our plants were all gone. What could we have done?

Then it happened. My clan leader started beating up an elder woman. I don't know what she had done, or why he was upset but I had to stop it. The nasty stick in his head repeatedly hitting her bones made a disgusting cracking noise. I ran in, no real plan, and braced myself for every hit that came from the wicked stick. It hurt, It het so much. But then it stopped. My breathing ceased, the pain went numb, everything went numb. It wasn't until I woke up in a white room full of ice and sun that I knew I wasn't there anymore. 

A man hovered above me. I looked by his feet as they weren't by my head per say, they were a few inches above it. I couldn't make out the features of his five, as it looked like everything and nothing all at once. I got up and looked at him. I bowed, just sensing the feeling that that was what had to be done. He had no voice but i could hear words. It was all confusing but I had the sense he was thanking me. I felt a sharp pain in my back and a word sang through my head. The pain subsided quickly as I realized that 2 large bird wings of the purest white had grown from me. And I found myself saying this one word. As if it defined my new existence and cemented my place in this land of ice. The word was Luciferina.

I learned quickly that i was not alone with this man. He quickly vanished and a man, who looked more like me in a similar white tunic and bright wings grabbed my hand and led me past a gate of pearl and diamond. He showed me to many others like us. All doing their jobs, going to earth and blessing children r answering wishes or mending the sick. He told me what I was now. An angel, I was rewarded for my generosity on earn and am now able to help the ones I had loved. I was thrilled. I bonded with other female angels as the males sensed to drift away from us. We went to earth and healed the sick, mended the wounded, ranted fertility and an abundance of plants. It was joy.

There was one thing here that mesmerized me most. In a large pot in the centre of the land of ice an odd orange thing danced. It constantly moved and radiated summer. One of the fellow angels told me what it was. Fire. I thought it was the most beautiful thing that had ever existed. I watched it for hours. Then it hit me. If the people on earth had this thing, then they could live better lives. They could cook meat and migrate north, closer to me and the land of ice. I told this to one of the male angels and he struck me, hard. I couldn't believe that in a sacred place of serenity, I was forced to experience primordial pain again. he claimed that they didn't deserve it, they weren't as good as us. I couldn't believe my ears. How dare this higher being such as myself be so sinful! If it was anyone here that didn't deserve this gift it was us, sitting around in luxury, in the land of no fear or pain. I had to do it, I had to. 

I walked up to the alter of Fire. I reached my hand in and took ou a clump. The others stopped and gasped as I threw the ball down to earth. I watched it land right on top of a mound of sticks. It instantly caught blaze. The clan that had received it gathered round. Their night sky was instantly bathed i sunlight, their shivering bodies instantly wrapped in comfort. Meat nearby had browned and the clan learned that it no long held illness and was easier to digest. The angels applauded me, sang the story of my accomplishment, of how I had cured the sick all at once. I had done my job.

Then, the great one appeared. Not in a serenity like I had previously met. He came in storm clouds with terrible thunder and lightning. He yelled at me in my head and screamed at me. I felt the beautiful wings of mine burn off. He thought it would fit if I ended by what I had started. Ashes to ashes. Gone in fire. I fell, forever it seemed. And landed in a room of fire. My skin blistered and burnt into red flesh, My wings, now nubs, A tail had grown from my back side and horns forced from my head. The wicked walked among me and I was forced to control them through my ally, the flames. I heard their screams of pain that matched my own. The heat that had warmed me now burned. I had become Lucifer, because i had done what was right. I named my fortress hell. And decided to welcome those who had also been cast out of his realm.

I grew out of my bitterness. I realized my punishment was because I haas been more kind than he and now, I was more powerful.  I was forced to watch my gift to humanity evolve into societies and weapons and technology for years. I watched Him force females into child pain and be taken for granted by their male counter parts as a punishment. And I was proud of what my fire had given, they were all my children. And enraged for what He had done to my daughters, I will find my revenge, I was their mother after all .