This is an extra chapter that focuses on the relationship between Lucifer and Sunset. Uncle and niece.

Both can relate to one another, they have common ground to bond on.

This chapter explores their backstories and what makes them alike. Lucifer and Zarachiel will also show up to talk to her.

Warning, this chapter will explore teenage rebellion, being kicked out of home along with sensitive topics like guilt and Self-Hatred. There will be emotional parts to it.

This takes place after Crime-Solving Devil and before Don't Look Back In Anger.

Sunset had been told by her father that one of her uncles had been kicked out of Heaven. Her uncle Lucifer. He'd been kicked out for refusing to obey her grandpa, God. And because he wanted Free Will. Her uncle Lucifer had rebelled against him and been kicked out and banished from Heaven shortly after.

Sunset sympathized with him. She'd disobeyed her mother, Princess Celestia and been banished temporarily from Equestria. She'd felt uncomfortable with the idea that she deserved to return home to her mother. She didn't deserve her love.

She'd terrorized the students, tried to magically possess the student body with her magic to take over Equestria, bullied them and destroyed the school. There was no way her mother could still possibly love her after all she had done.

Sunset sighed and looked down at her hands, which caused her to have a flashback to when she was a She-Demon. She no longer bore the scars of the wings on her back, but still had the memories.

As soon as the Elements Of Harmony had struck her with their magic, she'd been forced to feel everything she'd done to the students. Physically. It hurt and she couldn't stop it. She also relived everything, only worsening the guilt.

Some nights, she stayed up, unable to sleep. She loathed herself, disgusted with what she had done. Sure, she had tried to make up for it, and felt her former friends and the student body had forgiven her.

It had turned out to be a lie. All because of the CMC, her ex-friends had stabbed her in the back and betrayed her. The students hurt her and left her with bruises and a black eye at one point.

Sunset placed her head in her hands and started to sob, the memories flashing through her mind. Her own friends had turned their backs on her as soon as they thought she was Anon-A-Miss.

Her crying had caught her father's attention, who walked over to her and pulled her into his arms. Zarachiel saw his little fledgling was upset, and he wanted to know why. He let Sunset cry into his chest for a while to let her get rid of her pain and grief.

Eventually, Sunset had calmed down. The redhead wiped her eyes and sniffled. She looked at her father who gazed back at her with nothing but compassion and love.

"What's wrong, Sunset? What made you upset, my little fledgling?" Zarachiel asked, his voice filled with fatherly concern.

"Dad, do you think I'm a monster? Or think I'm evil?" Sunset asked, more tears brimming in the corners of her eyes. Zarachiel's own golden orbs widened in shock and worry at the questions from his daughter.

Sunset, in his eyes, was no monster. She was his daughter, his little fledgling who he loved dearly with all of his being. She was beautiful and looked so much like her mother.

"No! No, of course not! What made you think that?" Zarachiel asked, alarmed at why Sunset thought that way.

"My own friends turned on me and the students thought I'd gone back to being evil! I changed, dad! I learned friendship, I tried to earn their forgiveness. I was innocent, I didn't do anything! Why did their sisters hurt me? I didn't mean to steal them!" Sunset screamed, unloading her pain as she broke down into sobs. She clutched onto her father and tightened her grip.

Zarachiel wrapped his arms around her tight, his wings gently forming a blanket of protection around her body. It was his way of showing that he'd never abandon her.

Seeing his little fledgling cry broke his heart and stirred the flames of wrath in his heart. Not directed towards his daughter, but her ex-friends and the students.

He could only hold her and watch as Sunset cried in his arms, her body shuddering from stress and heartbreak. All of her pent-up emotions were being released. Sorrow, pain and heartbreak.

Zarachiel kissed her forehead and ran his hand through her golden and red locks. He gently rubbed her back and promised her that things would be alright.

Soon enough, Sunset had calmed down and relaxed in her father's arms. Even though she'd known him for a short amount of time, she'd grown to deeply love him. He'd cared for her, kept her warm, safe and made her feel like she had a home.

"I love you, daddy." Sunset murmured sleepily, her eyes sliding shut from how much she'd tired herself out. A smile formed on her lips as she drifted off to sleep.

Zarachiel smiled and felt a warmth surge through his chest. He loved Sunset. More than words could ever truly say. She was his daughter and nobody would ever harm her again. She deserved better friends. She'd started to make some, ones who treated her with the kindness and loyalty she deserved to be shown.

The Archangel of Life kissed her forehead and let Sunset sleep in his arms. She needed it. He was proud of her. She'd saved the world from The Dazzlings, who were a trio of sirens he'd heard about who tried to use their singing to cause chaos throughout the school to try and rule not only it, but the entire planet.

Sunset hadn't only saved the school, but the entire planet. That was what made him proud of her. Even though she feared she wouldn't be able to defeat them, she stood them down fearlessly and won. She'd technically saved humanity. Their entire species owed her their lives.

Zarachiel allowed his aura to gently flow through Sunset's own, recharging it and making it stronger.

"I love you too, my little fledgling." Zarachiel replied softly, scooping Sunset into his arms as he took her to her bedroom. He placed her in her bed and pulled the covers over her body.

The Archangel of Life felt an idea form in his mind. Perhaps a chat with her crime-solving devil of an uncle could help lift her spirits.

The next morning, Zarachiel called for Lucifer. He and Sunset could relate, and it would help strengthen their relationship as uncle and niece.

The whoosh of wings sounded behind him as Zarachiel turned around to face his brother. Lucifer and Zarachiel had always been close. They'd sparred, groomed each other's wings and spent time together with their clique of siblings in Heaven.

"What did you call me for, brother? I was in the middle of a case with Mrs Lopez and Detective Decker." Lucifer said, observing how forlorn his brother looked.

"Luci, we need to talk." Zarachiel said, the tone of his voice led no room for discussion. And judging by how serious and angry he sounded, Lucifer knew it was important.

"What happened?" Lucifer asked seriously. Something had happened and his brother needed his help. He knew Zarachiel rarely called for him unless it was important.

Zarachiel sighed, preparing to explain to Lucifer what Sunset had asked him last night.

"Sunset asked me if I thought she was a monster or if I thought she was evil. I told her she wasn't either of those things, but I fear she loathes herself. She cried herself to sleep last night. I held her until she calmed down and comforted her best I could. I'm worried for her, brother. I called you down because I want you both to get to know one another, and because you can relate to her, Luci. You and her both rebelled against a parent, was kicked out and banished. You both had demonic forms. Please help me, brother." Zarachiel explained, pleading with his brother to help him.

Lucifer's expression was blank. He remembered being cast out of Heaven and falling down into Hell. He remembered his father's decree of his eternal banishment from his home. It seemed he and his niece had things in common. He would always protect anyone that Amenadiel or Zarachiel cared about.

"I'll help you, brother. And like you said, it's also a good opportunity to create a relationship with my niece." Lucifer replied, nodding firmly as he smiled warmly. He rarely smiled to anyone but Zarachiel, Mrs Lopez, Chloe as the detective had asked him to call her.

As though she had been summoned, Sunset walked into the living room, her hair dishevelled. She sat on the couch across from her uncle and father.

"Morning daddy, uncle Lucifer." Sunset said, smiling happily at seeing her uncle. Lucifer smiled back warmly. The redhead surprisingly walked over and went to hug him, her eyes meeting his. Lucifer nodded at her unasked question. The half-angel teen hugged her uncle, smiling happily as she felt his arms wrap around her back, reciprocating the gesture.

Sunset pulled away and smiled. She wouldn't tell her dad, but uncle Lucifer was her favorite.

Lucifer was the first one to speak, but felt it would be best if he spoke for his brother.

"Sunset, your father is worried for you, as am I, dear niece. Why do you think you're a monster? Or evil?" Lucifer asked softly. Many millenia after he'd fallen from Heaven, he'd loathed himself and cut his wings off. He'd recently gotten them back and started to see himself in a better light. He wanted his niece to see herself better.

"Why do you care, uncle Lucifer? Why?" Sunset asked, tears forming in her eyes. Lucifer met her gaze, a saddened expression on his face.

"Because I see a lot of myself in you. I don't want you to go down the same road I did. I loathed myself and cut off my wings. I started to see myself in a better light and eventually got my wings back. I don't want you to hate yourself like I did. Please, see yourself in a positive light." Lucifer explained softly as Sunset looked at him in shock.

"You aren't a monster, nor are you evil. Not by any means. Sure, you did some bad things, but so have I. So has every human and a few angels. We all make mistakes, Sunset. The important thing is that we've learned from them. You are an intelligent, beautiful and amazing girl, my dear niece. Don't let what others think of you get into your mind." Lucifer replied caringly, his voice filled with warmth, love and care.

"I'm sorry uncle Lucifer, I didn't know." Sunset said, lowering her head in shame. Lucifer could only smile sadly. He wasn't upset with her and wouldn't ever make her think he was.

"It's fine. You didn't know. That is why I care, Sunset. Because both you and I rebelled against our respective parent, got kicked out of our homes and banished. Although I've heard from your father that your mother removed your banishment and forgave you." Lucifer replied gently.

"Thanks, uncle Lucifer." Sunset said, a small smile on her lips. A smile for the first time in a very long time. She felt much better from talking with her uncle. Now she knew much more about him than she had at first. It had built a sort of bond between the both of them.

"You're welcome, Sunset. All you need to do is spend time with your new friends, and forget about the ones who betrayed you. Do not think about them or give them your time or attention." Lucifer replied, smiling gently at her.

Zarachiel smiled at the bond forming between Sunset and her uncle. She seemed to be on the road to recovery. It would be hard, but she would have him, her new friends and her family to help her.

"My little fledgling, I love you more than words could ever allow me to say. I've already forgiven you for everything, so has your uncle Lucifer and your new friends." Zarachiel added, smiling warmly at his daughter. Sunset's aura radiated around her body.

It was dim at first. Now, it had strengthened and glowed brightly like his own.

Sunset turned to her father, a look of worry on her face. Something else was bothering her.

"D-Do you think Mom forgives me?" Sunset asked softly, meeting her father's gentle gaze. She missed her mother dearly. She missed the wing hugs and sleeping against her mother's soft, warm body. She missed staying up to study or spend time with her.

Zarachiel only smiled, he knew his wife would've forgiven Sunset in a heartbeat.

"Of course she has, I know she could never stay mad at you. Your mother always was a forgiving pony. She and I love you very much Sunset. We love you, little fledgling. Never forget that."

Sunset's eyes watered briefly from the declaration of love from her father as she leapt into his arms to hug him. Lucifer watched the father-daughter embrace each other as Zarachiel hugged her.

He smiled and unfurled his wings, heading back to his own world. His niece would get better with time.

Sunset felt her father rub her back, soothing her as she relaxed, her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. Sunset felt so safe that she fell asleep on her father's chest.

Zarachiel looked down at his now asleep fledgling. The rise and fall of her chest indicated that she had fallen asleep. He smiled and carried Sunset to her room. The Archangel of Life put her to bed, letting her nap.

"Love you, daddy." Sunset mumbled in her sleep, a smile etched on her lips. Zarachiel bent down and kissed her forehead.

"Love you too, little fledgling." The Archangel of Life whispered into Sunset's ear. Her lips twitched as they smiled. He left her room to let his daughter get some rest.