Hey everyone! I've got a new story. And yes, I am aware that my OC is a Mary Sue. This idea came to me and I didn't want to pass off the opportunity to write this. Enjoy!

I don't understand it, why is father so obsessed over these boys? Alyssia's thoughts swirled round and round as she watched her father pace back and forth as he talked about the "Okumura boys". Her violet eyes followed him. She'd come to his chambers to talk but found babbling about those human-demon boys and how he wanted them in Gehenna.

Cool rage washed over Alyssia and she debated throwing herself out the window to see if he would notice her. Maybe he would finally, after 16 years.

When she had been a small child, he had cared for her, in his own way, until 16 years ago when the Okumura boys had been born. She had only been 3, but she remembered that day like a sharp wound in the gut.

She spun on her four inch heeled sandals and walked out, the longer tail of her dress tapping her leg. Her black-tipped-red hair flowed out behind her like flames as she headed to her room where she leaned against her bed, her thin tail curling around her.

"Okumura, it's all about Okumura. Dammit all!" She screamed and flung her mattress off her bed, blue flames erupting along her body. Her hands fisted and she panted as she tried to calm down.

"My, my, what a temper you have there," said a familiar voice. She glanced over and spotted her eccentric half-brother, Mephisto.

"What do you want?" She demanded.

"Oh nothing, I just noticed your irritation and wanted to see if you were interested in testing your younger brothers."

She deadpanned. "You mean go to the human world? No thanks, I left that place because I didn't like it."

"You were a mere child then," he said.

"Exactly," she responded and turned, her flames dimming.

"Suit yourself," he said before he disappeared. She sighed and turned, spotting something gleaming. She walked over and recognized it as a key, one she knew was similar to what Amaimon had used.

She spun on her heel and walked to her mirror, looking at her reflection. Her long ears and pointed fangs were delicate, despite her heritage and her breasts were well shaped and were defined even more so with the black dress she was wearing. What does my father see in them that he doesn't see in me? She wondered, staring at her reflection. Her blue flames flickered around her faintly and she formed them into a crown upon her head, watching them change from blue to purple like they sometimes did. She didn't understand why they did, maybe that was the reason her father didn't care for her, because her flames weren't pure.

She shook her head and fisted her hands, her sharp nails digging into her palms. Then she caught the gleam of the key again and turned toward it.

"If I can surpass or defeat my brothers, perhaps Father will pay attention to me," she said softly before she made up her mind. A slow smile worked its way up her lips as she walked over and grabbed the key. "I will defeat my baby brothers, either by a fight or killing them. They won't know what hit them," she said as she walked back to her mirror, shifting into her other form, which was human. Then she put the key into the lock on her door and twisted, opening the door and entering the world of Assiah.

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