Hello guys, it's been a few months since I wrote something and now I finally have time I'll try to get back into shape, so I just did what a Tumblr post adviced to people who took a break in writing because of life. Work on something completely new. I'm contributing this time to to the Hataraku Maou-sama fandom! I've been in love with this series for a long time! And since I found out that Yen Press is translating it, well I couldn't be more than happy. I began to look for spoilers of the novels or even fan translations. I'm happy with what Yen Press is doing, but my patience is short also I was able to spot some translation errors in their work.

A more detailed summaryof my story, for those who are curious. One year after Emilia was born Laylah's power which were dormant for a long time, awakened again. She decided to send her husband to a safe place, while fleeing with her daughter Emilia. The hero grows in ignorance, while traveling from towns to mountains to forests with her mother, has received the duty to correct her mother's past actions and has to deal with the crisis she does not know enough about. While trying to evade getting captured by heaven, how will th hero, who was raised like an angel, be able to save humanity while inheriting her mother's terrible habits?

Main genres are humour, adventure and romance. MaouxEmi will appear later on.

I haven't got a complete idea of where I want this to go... at least the ending, but I got the beginning and middle of the story plotted out.

I can tell you this at least, I'm very obsessed with writing detailed and nicely flowing plots so it may take a while before the story gets to its core. Let's just hope we won't be 10 years later on, since I have the bad habit of working on multiple stories at the same time. Yeah I'm still working on the majority of my other stories. Let's just hope summer gets my batteries to max. It would be great if I have my writing drive back.

The current title name is temporarily, since I didn't know anything else. If someone has a suggestion for a better name, please tell me.

Enjoy the little prologue. Chapter 1 is in progress. I never plan everything in detail so who knows when it's finished, but I try to finish it by tomorrow.

Prologue

It was a peaceful night, the only sound present in the forest was the sound of the wind's howling and the inhabitants of the forest. It was supposed to be a regular night, but the light sounds of footsteps broke that silence. The figure; a woman in a long white dress, silver locks and red eyes was making her fast escape through the woods, carrying what seemed to be a small bundle of blankets in her arms. After a while she finally halted, took a deep breath and stared behind her.

"The coast is clear." She muttered softly.

Behind her a larger form appeared a male; deep lemon-coloured eyes, magenta-coloured hair in what seemed farmer's clothes. "What a mess." He mumbled.

The woman didn't answer and just stared past the man. After another moment of silence she finally met his eyes. "Forgive me. I did not intend for things to end up like they did."

The man smiled. "Don't worry, you couldn't help it. As for me nothing is more important in the world than the two of you, Laylah."

Laylah smiled sadly as she stared at the infant which she was carrying between the blankets; a baby girl not older than a year, hair exact like her father's and her eyes, though closed at the moment, due to the child sleeping, but they were also the same as the man. "If I were to leave her with you, I'm sure they would detect her existence sooner or later. I wouldn't be able to guarantee what would happen not to her or to you."

"It may have been a short while, but I enjoyed every bit of it." The man smiled sadly.

"If only I had more time..."

The two's conversation was cut short when they heard the sound of fallen branches crushed under heavy boots.

"They're catching up."

Laylah braced herself, she glanced at her husband one more time and then at her daughter. "Take care." She said.

The man kissed the forehead of his daughter and wife. "Alright."

The woman held the man's hand one more time, giving him a serious look, which he answered with a nod. "I'll do the best I can."

After taking a few steps angelic wings sprouted from Laylah's back. She summoned a purple portal, which engulfed her husband, within seconds any trace of the man disappeared from the forest

"I'm sure we're bound to meet again, Nord." The angel mutter as she held her daughter, who woke up from the noise and started to cry. The woman quickly continued her pace as she tried to calm her daughter.

The mother arrived in a clearing. The trees couldn't shield the mother and child from the light that the moon reflected.

"I guess I have no choice..." She muttered.

"The light came from this direction Sir Gabriel!"

"We may have a chance to catch up to her!"

A group of soldiers, led by a tall man in a strange toga, silver hair and red eyes, just like Laylah, arrived at the clearing. Gabriel, the leader of the group looked around, but to their frustration they found nothing. "She escaped again." The man uttered.

"So, what do we do?" One of the men asked.

"We just continue our search of course." Gabriel replied.

The group sighed in disappointment. "After all those years, we finally got a signal, only for her to disappear again."

"I know you're tired, I'm actually too. But if we've been able to search for a thousand years, what does about five or ten years matter?"

The group kept quiet.

"Please don't be so discouraged." Gabriel whined. "You're not the ones in trouble, it's me actually."

In the end Gabriel also let out a sigh. "Archangel Laylah... Sooner or later you'll turn up again. Even if we have to wait for fifteen or a hundred years and when the time comes..."

A silence crept about the group as they waited for their leader to finish.

"I can finally relax and return to reading my book!"

No one answered. It was an answer they would expect from their leader. After a while the archangel revealed his wings and took off to the skies. His soldiers soon followed, returning the forest to it's peaceful state.

Between the bushes Laylah appeared, rubbing her temples. "It's too easy to fool them." She mumbled to herself. The woman let out a satisfied sigh as she turned to face her daughter, who she was still strangling in her arms. "Well then my dear Emilia, we should head off too."

Just like that, the archangel Laylah disappeared from the clearing.