Rebirth

"Now, why would I want to do a silly thing like that? You may hate your life, Vinny, but I happen to like mine. I'm not giving it up, especially not for you. I don't trust you. I love you, but... I don't trust you that much. Not when you're basically in bed with the enemy, metaphorically speaking," he sighed, squirming from his hold in an effort to show that he wasn't remotely comfortable with it. He did love him, but the more time he spent with him did just make him miss Lucifer a lot more. He had never abandoned him, or killed him, or did anything as cruel as to commit suicide in front of him. All he'd ever done was try and make his life comfortable and happy. He couldn't really say the same about Vincent.

"I want to go back to my home and... I don't think you realise that that's my home now. New York isn't home, it's... not where I want to be anymore," he declared strongly, casting his eyes upwards at him. "I want you, I do, but I don't want this. We're not human, we're... not supposed to be here. That's that. Move on from the past."
 
Looking down at him, he sighed, and nodded, before letting him go. "I'll move on from the past...I'm sorry but I can't let you go home. Lucy has to die. That's...That's the only way I can become human again. I don't care if you no longer love me, or want to be with me. I'm going to become a human...And you need to stop blaming me as well and take responsibility because you are the victim here, Theodore. Neither of us is, we've both messed up. And your Lucifer isn't perfect. You know he'd of forced you to kill me back then, I spared you from that." He told him, before morphing his hand into a sword.

"...If I killed you once, I'm sure I can do it again. Close your eyes. And yes, this is completely selfish, so you are free to blame me for this. Hate me or whatever." Mumbled the man, as he grabbed his neck.
 
Theodore had confessed that he still cared for Vincent, and that he didn't want to live without him, even if he also wanted to have Lucifer too-- and yet he was still going to kill him? It was a cruel irony that he was killed in this room the first time and then, even after being granted second chances, he was being killed here yet again. He didn't understand how Vincent could do this to him after remembering emotionally that he killed him before - and yet he was doing it again for what seemed to be a selfish reason.

"...You're killing me to be human again? That's the most pathetic, despicable reason I think I've ever heard. If you told me you were killing me to save me from death at the hands of a stranger, I'd... accept that. I'd be fucked off, Vinny, but I'd understand. To kill me just to be human so you can get all close with your angel friend-- that fucking hurts. But whatever, I'm ever it-- I'm over you. Just now that I'll die hating you, and if you can accept that, go right ahead."
 
"I can accept that." He answered, unemotionally as he plunged his sword into Theodore. But only his leg. It caused blood to go everywhere. Quickly opening a portal straight to Lucifer's bedroom he threw the other in. Just as the portal closed, and angel burst the door open of the hotel. It was Ajax. Vincent had sensed him coming. So he had to make it look like he killed him and threw his body back to Hell for Lucifer to find.

"...Is he dead? There blood everywhere."

"Yes, he is dead." Mumbled Vincent. He hoped Theodore would tell Lucifer who he was and the plan so he could save himself. Vincent had betrayed Theodore many of times so...He owed him this one last favor. He could at least save him from the angels. He was a terrible lover to Theodore. Theodore had only ever loved him, and Vincent wronged him so many times.

"Good. A squad of elite angels will come to kill Lucifer. We've decided you weren't strong enough to take him on. So, you'll be sent to the reincarnation programme." Ajax mumbled, stretching. "This doesn't mean Kamil will like...Love you, you know this right?"

"Yes." He mumbled, taking a deep breath.
 
Unaware that he had been talked about, Kamil quietly entered after Ajax and, at the sight of all the blood, immediately rushed to Vincent in genuine concern. He knew he wasn't physically injured, but he also knew that he had a history and a bond with Theodore. Assuming he had killed him did make him worry about Vincent and the effect the 'death' was having on him.

If he could touch him, he would definitely have pulled him into a caring embrace. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to risk that. Touching a demon like that was deemed disgusting.

"...How are you? Are you alright? I... know that must have been hard, but now you can... get reincarnated, if you get approved, and-- and that's what you want, isn't it? And I'll... always look out for you, I..."
 
Vincent looked at Kamil, smiling softly, at him. "...Thank you." He whispered. wishing to hug him, because he needed a hug right now. Ajax sighed and stretched, before looking at the two.

"Well, let's get going. We'll get you enrolled into the reincarnation programme in the Reaper's realm, and you should be a human baby by tomorrow evening. Good for you, try not to fuck this life up, alright?" And with a smug smirk, he opened a portal to the reaper realm, walking through.

Vincent looked around the bedroom. He had to let Theodore go. He deserved better than him. Theodore's life would have been better if he never met Vincent. He wouldn't have died so young, he would have been happier. And he was happier now. It was best for both of them if Vincent Levard would cease existence. That was why he said such cruel words to him before throwing Theodore in the portal. He wanted Theodore to hate him, so he wouldn't come looking for him. Theodore deserved a life where he was happy and if that was with Lucy, then so be it.

Vincent walked through the portal, heading for the reaper realm. He needed to leave behind this old life. And he did. Just as Ajax told him, he was enrolled in the reincarnation programme through the reapers. It was a pretty neat center. All you had to do was pick a number, and the number matches you to a family. He was matched to Sarah Daniels and Richard Daniels. A lovely couple in Alabama who were expecting their first baby boy. Humans didn't know this but while the baby was in the womb, it was soulless. It wasn't until the baby was about to be born was a soul put into the body.

Vincent was put into the baby's body, and once again, all memories of his demon and human life were gone. This time permanently. And Vincent Levard became Jasper Daniels.

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Seventeen years had passed since that day. It was Jasper's seventeenth birthday. Not that he was looking forward to it. No. He was already sure this was going to be a shitty fucking day. Yesterday, he caught his girlfriend cheating on him with his best friend. Supposedly she always wanted his best friend and used him in some fucked up way to get close to him.

So, he was waking up single and heartbroken on his seventeenth birthday. Not only that but today was Monday. His birthday fell on a fucking Monday this year. What cruel sick twisted fate was this. He laid in bed, grimacing at his alarm clock that was going off. Sitting up, he ran a hand down his face and hit the alarm clock. He was so skipping school today. He didn't want to see Tyler's fucked up face and he didn't want to see Rebeca's whorish face either.

But he did want to go to school because today they would be learning about the 1920's. He wanted to hear more about the greatest gangsters. And he loved learning about Vincent Levard. The man had been a complete savage. He was unaware that that used to be him. He couldn't imagine himself being a gangster. He...Well, Jasper was kind of a loser. He was tall, thin, and...Well, he wasn't super attractive. Most girls only found him cute. Not gorgeous.

Getting changed, he headed downstairs for breakfast, realizing his parents weren't home. They were at work. Well...They on't have to know he skipped school today. Besides, it's his birthday. So he headed out to a diner to eat instead.

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Vincent, before his reincarnation, had made the right decision. While Theodore had desperately wanted to work things out, that would only have led to more chaos and more disaster, and it would have ended with more bloodshed. Vincent's sacrifice at least kept a lot of people happy. Vincent had another chance at life, and Theodore had a chance to be happy with someone he loved. All he had to do was warn Lucifer and hide out for a while to plot their next move on how to tackle the invasion...

Except he didn't do that. When Vincent sent him home with an injured leg, having spared his life, Theo arrived to see the man he loved entangled with one of their maids, clearly having a good time and caring very little about the fact Theodore had been kidnapped. Angrily, Theo refused to let the angels come and kill the man themselves. Instead, he did it out of pain and anger and dumped his body outside the castle grounds for the angels to see.

Not that he remotely cared. Lucifer had betrayed him in the most appalling way, so while he had murdered him, it also meant he got to rise to the throne - and what was so bad about that? While Vincent reincarnated into an average human, Theodore got to rule over Hell. The differences in their lives were astoundingly opposite, and yet Theodore had always had reports given to him about Vincent's new life - or rather, Jasper's life. He had tracked down Jasper when forcing the reapers into telling him where Vincent's soul had gone, and from then, Theodore had a report given to him every year of Jasper's life. He knew it wasn't... Vincent anymore, that Jasper had no recollections of his past life, but Theo couldn't help but to keep himself involved. This was the only bit of Vincent he had left, and he wasn't going to just turn his back on that.

His advisers had warned him not to get this involved. Pearl, who he'd practically dragged back to the main kingdom once he rose to power, had told him he was clinging to the past and needed to move on. But he couldn't listen to them. He just wanted to see Jasper for himself, and once he had one conversation, he was happy to move on with his life.

It was why he was quietly sat in the diner, already knowing that Jasper was sat a table away. Sipping at his tea, Theodore did stand out. He wore an expensive suit, smelled of expensive perfume and had the sort of beauty only ever really evident in royalty - a sort of graceful, regal beauty-- which made sense when he was technically a King.

Carefully placing a tip down of $100, mostly because he rather thought the maid serving him was adorable, he winked at her and manoeuvred himself to sit opposite Jasper, not caring how forthright that was.

"Shouldn't you be in school?" He began slowly, his yellowish green eyes sparkling in amusement. "I work at the high school, I start tomorrow-- you seem like you should be there right now. If you end up being one of my students, this isn't the best way to meet, is it? You skiving off like this."

It was a complete lie, of course. He was the Devil - he had no intentions of masquerading as a teacher at a school, especially when he himself barely looked over 18... but if he really liked Jasper, and if he really reminded him of some of Vincent's personality, then the teacher lie would give him more time with him. It was a clever lie, really.

"Unless you're older than you look and I'm completely mistaken."

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He blinked, looking at the fancily dressed man. He looked more like some CEO, rather than a teacher. Staring at him, he gave that charming smile, identical to Vincent's. "It's my birthday, my parents are allowing me to play hooky. I didn't expect to see a teacher here." He answered, looking back at his menu. It was strange that this handsome man just came to him, but he didn't exactly mind the company. He needed something to take his mind off of Tyler and Rebecca.

"I promise this isn't like a usual thing. I'm actually a pretty good student. But you know, it's my birthday. I deserve a little birthday treat." He mumbled before grinning at a waiter walking over. "Hey, can I get a hot chocolate extra whip cream and steak and eggs please?" He ordered, glancing at his company. "...I'm Jasper by the way. Ya ordering anything?"
 
Theodore did arch a brow at the other's smile, immediately recognising it to be Vincent's. The teenager looked nothing like Vincent, but he had his smile and that in itself made Theodore's heart physically hurt a little. After all this time, he still loved Vincent... even if he wasn't really around. This was his reincarnation, so at the very basic level, this was Vincent... but that was clutching at straws in desperation. He wasn't Vincent; he was Jasper, and that was difficult for Theodore to accept.

The fact he didn't act like Vincent helped him realise that they were, essentially, different people. Vincent would have glared at any stranger that dared approach him like this, and would have put a bullet in their head before a word. He certainly wouldn't have politely smiled and accepted the situation as it was. He was almost annoyed that he didn't get a glare from the boy, really.

"Oh, just a tiramisu, please," he smiled up at the waiter, carefully tapping his manicured nails on the table. "I'll be teaching history for a few months while your teacher... recovers from breaking her legs. Such a horrible accident," he began quietly. Had she had an accident? No-- at least, not yet. He'd have one of his demons sort that out for him because, contrary to what he should be doing, he had set his mind on teaching at the school for a little while. Even if this wasn't Vincent, it... also sort of was. He wanted to spend a little time with him to see what other similarities there were. "I don't do the whole formal teacher thing, though. You can just call me Theo, I'm fine with that."
 
"Mrs. Middleton broke her legs? Oh wow, wonder how she did that." Mumbled the teen, grimacing at hearing the accident. Vincent would have laughed, but this teen was different in that way. Jasper looked at the teacher, thinking he was pretty cool and looked pretty young. "Theo...I like that. You're already one of my favorite teachers. Plus you look really young, you barely look twenty." Chuckled the teen leaning back into his seat.

"So, you're teaching history...Today we were supposed to be learning about Vincent Levard. He was a gangster in the 1920's, owned most of New York if not all. He was literally the coolest. I mean...He was pretty savage, and he got away with murder, literally. But there's something about him that's just so...Cool! I mean, he was born poor and rose to be a King. I wondered why he killed himself though." Mumbled the teen, unaware he was talking about himself. "Who was your favorite mobster? Wait...Lemme guess....Al Capone?"
 
That piece of information did make his eyes widen in surprise, a small smile on his lips. Oh, this was too ironic. Jasper had no idea of his previous life, and while that was almost amusing, it was upsetting too. He wanted to shake him and wake him up to the fact that he was Vincent once, but... that was impossible at this point. He had to come to terms with that.

"Oh, no, Vincent Levard is my favourite gangster. I specialise in that particular area. I know a lot about him," he chuckled, casting his eye outside to the rainy weather, trying to force back his emotions. God, this was sad. It had been years upon years since he was last with Vincent, and yet here he was, getting emotional about him. He knew he needed to just move on and forget about him. He was the Devil now, he had a whole kingdom bowing at his feet. Vincent was part of the past now.

"Al Capone had nothing on Vincent Levard, not in my opinion. I'm glad you're a fan, it's easier to teach to kids who have an interest. I do hope you'll turn up tomorrow, then? It'll be nice to have you in the class."
 
Grinning at the teacher opposite to him, he felt like he'd have a good time in his class. Hell, this teacher was helping him and he didn't even know it. Just moments ago, he was miserable about his asshole best friend and his slut girlfriend. But...Now he felt better. Just by talking to this man. "I'll be in class tomorrow, I have no choice really. I actually lied when I said my parents are letting me play hooky. They're at work, they have no idea I'm skipping. But it is my birthday, so this is a treat for me." He chuckled.

And as promised, Jasper was in school the next day. He was avoiding his girlfriend and his stupid ass friend. He'd been avoiding them all day. Which is why he had been early to all of his classes that day. He rolled into history class before anyone else could. His eyes were red and puffy like he'd been crying and he did. He was so pissed that he started to cry ten minutes prior. He just couldn't believe Rebecca and Tyler would put him through this bull shit.
 
Getting a job at the school when you were the Devil really wasn't that difficult. One smile and a little manipulation and he got the role within a few seconds. Mrs. Middleton had the unfortunate 'accident' and would be out for months, leaving the door open for Theodore to take over. He knew that his advisers were hating the decision, thinking that it was so below him, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted to be around Jasper some more, even if it was best for his emotional health to just forget about it and move on.

Currently sitting at his desk in his classroom, Theodore was dressed in his usually expensive attire-- but it wasn't the sort of thing he wore down in Hell. He was rather more... flamboyant down there, but he could hardly turn up at this school in his usual leather pants and tight glittery shirt, could he?

Seeing Jasper enter like that, with tears in his eyes, instinctively made Theo angry. This was still... Vincent, in a weird way. He still wanted to care and look out for Jasper, even if he'd never know the past his old self and Theo had had.

"...What's wrong? Has somebody hurt you?" He inquired quietly, trying to hide how angry he was. "...Tell me about it, I'm... kinda here to help, kid."
 
Jumping a bit, he didn't expect Theodore to already be there. Today he arrived at class before most of his teachers, so to see Theodore already there did shock him. But he got over it, wiping his eyes and forcing that charming smile. "Huh? Nah, my allergies are fucking up-I mean messing up. Sorry, I didn't mean to curse." Seeing that he wasn't fooling the young teacher, he sighed, and leaned on a desk, looking down at himself.

"... My...My girlfriend Rebecca cheated on me with my best friend Tyler...Or so I thought he was my best friend. He wouldn't have fucked me over like this if he was...I wasn't crying because I was upset though...I'm just so pissed off and...When I get really mad I sometimes cry...They're making me look like a fool. The whole school knows she cheated on me with my best friend, and they have the audacity to make out in the halls." He growled angrily clenching his fist.
 
If anyone knew how horrible it felt to be cheated on, it was Theodore. Vincent had never once cheated on him; he'd adored him with all his heart. Lucifer, on the other hand, had committed adultery not just at the end of his life, but all through the decades he claimed to love Theo. The way Theo dealt with that was to slice the man's throat and leave his body out for the angels to see... and then for the hellhounds to devour.

He could hardly advise Jasper to deal with his adulterous girlfriend and treacherous best friend in the same way, however amusing that would be. Of course, he would punish them on Jasper's behalf. Nobody was going to make him cry like this. It wasn't that he really cared for Jasper; he cared for him because Vincent was part of him. That meant that he was going to protect him at all costs, even if that meant fucking with some pathetic humans for him.

"Rebecca sounds like a bitch," he said bluntly, his eyes rolling as he took a seat at the desk. "I'm assuming she's one of those girls who cares about her appearance, who'd be appalled if she put on the tiniest amount of weight or got a spot on her face. And that friend of yours-- Tyler? What's he like? What's his fear?"
 
"He's scared of clowns...What's that got to do with anything? He's still screwing my girlfriend...Well, ex-girlfriend now." He mumbled glancing over at Theodore. Of course, he didn't think he was actually going to hurt Becca and Tyler for him. Why would he think that anyway, he'd just met Theodore? But Theodore knew him very well. He had been watching him his whole life, and even knew him in his past life.

"Tyler's an ass though...He's always been one, but I never thought he'd do this to me. And what pisses me off more is that he's not even straight." He grumbled, crossing his arms. "I don't understand why he's in the closet like no one cares if you're gay. But he's totally gay, he wanted to date me once, but I rejected him because we were friends, and it would have been weird....I bet this is why he's doing it." He mumbled angrily.
 
"You just need to be patient, they'll get what's coming to them for this. What goes around, comes around. I'm sure that if you hang on in there, they'll go through a rough patch in their lives. I've been cheated on, it's horrible, but you don't need to... do anything. I'm sure fate has her plans for them," smiled Theo in return, leaning back in the desk chair. Fate wasn't going to intervene, but he was. He wasn't going to just sit back and allow some horrid little humans to upset Jasper like this. Sure, he was a tad disappointed that Jasper didn't show elements of Vincent's personality, but it was just more evidence that Jasper was his own person and not someone Theodore could change or mould.

"I'm sure that everything will turn out just fine. You wait and see," he continued, adjusting his tie with a chuckle. "But I'm glad you turned up early, anyway. You're quickly becoming my favourite student."
 
He smiled at the compliment. "Grazie." He mumbled. Just as Vincent used to. Vincent used to speak Italian even though he wasn't he learned it because so many people in his gang were Italian, and so was his boyfriend, so he spoke it fluently. Jasper wasn't Italian, but he was taking Italian for the foreign language class. He'd always found it to be a beautiful language.

"And you are quickly turning out to be my favorite teacher. I mean you're pretty young, and you did pay for my food yesterday." Joked the teen, wiping his eyes hoping they weren't red and puffy anymore. "Thanks though really. You made me feel better."
 
"Parli un po 'di italiano? È meraviglioso~!" The demon immediately cooed in response to the 'thanks', almost purring in approval. There were obviously elements that would be similar to Vincent, but the moment of Italian wasn't one he'd foreseen. He always adored it when Vincent would speak Italian with him, and while he assumed that the boy wasn't completely fluent, he at least could see that he had the interest-- just like Vincent did.

"Oh, you are wonderful, aren't you?" He chuckled to himself, resting his face in his hands with a glitter in his eye. "I'm glad you feel better. You remind me of someone I used to know and it's not nice seeing you so upset-- or anyone, for that matter. You're all kids. School should be fun, you know? Teenage romances shouldn't ruin the joy of school."
 
He grinned brightly when he realized Theodore spoke Italian. "Conosco un po 'di italiano. Potresti insegnarmi di più!" Chuckled the teen as he held his bag tightly. "And you're right...I don't understand why we date in high school anyway...It's not going to last. High school should be more about having fun before our lives become dreadfully serious." Chuckled the teen.

And over just a few weeks, he and Theodore had become close. Theo was right. Fate did handle his stupid ex-girlfriend and dumb ex-friend. Theodore was fun to be around too! And as Theo hung out with Jasper, more of Jasper's personality shined through. He had a few things in common with Vincent. He liked jelly donuts. And he would suck the jelly out first, before eating them, just like Vincent. He loved really nice cars. But unlike Vincent, he couldn't afford them. He was just a teenage boy. He enjoyed a good drama movie. He and Vincent were like in many ways. But he wasn't...Crazy like Vincent was. He was pretty stable in the head, and he was far more caring than Vincent ever had been.
 
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