They cut off your wings, they locked you away. You were the "powerful" demon after all. You managed to flee while the guards were distracted. Now it was time for a life in disguise. Truly not the most appealing option, but you still had the horns and a tail.

It was another day running from the guards of the kingdom. Suddenly you spotted someone similar to you. As you came closer you saw it was an angel. Your face filled with disgust, however his pleading face made you find the bit of empathy you still had. You knocked the guards out.

"Thank you...so much.." He whispered "Take me with you..please..they want to cut my wings and take me.." He pleaded you, not knowing that you were a demon because of your disguise.