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Prologue

The leaves rustled by as the young woman took to walking the sidewalk. Her long shoulder length blonde hair blew in the light breeze as she continued down the path going nowhere in particular. It was supposed to be a nice, safe town with a brilliant campus on board. Supposed to but she doubted that the people of this quaint small town would notice if something supernatural was around if it wasn't obviously right in front of them.

Her crystal blue eyes glanced to her right and narrowed in suspicion when she picked up on a sound that wasn't uttered from her. She came to a stop, moving a couple of stray blonde strands behind her ear, her eyes darting around for a presence she felt nearby. She had on a simple spring blue dress and some white heels. Even though it was late, she wasn't stupid and wouldn't fall for any tricks.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," She lazily called, grinning to the spot she felt the mere presence at.

The figure appeared and upon seeing him in the light, she knew he looked like an average young adult male of about middle-aged with light brown hair and amber eyes. He had on a hideous red Hawaiian shirt underneath a brown jacket, dark navy jeans, and converse shoes. He was about a half a head taller than her but that was not by much at all. He was obviously arrogant and was sly.

She grinned.

It was okay because she was sly too. Two could play at that game, she thought with a sardonic smile that refused to reach her eyes. She didn't have to worry about him taking advantage of a girl like her because even though they were both sly, she actually knew what she wanted and he, well she knew he couldn't be too sure now.

"What are you doing out past curfew pretty lady?" the man asked with a touch of amusement in his voice.

She let her grin fall.

"Curfew isn't an issue for me."

She came forward and whispered the words into his ear. She knew that he was interested without having to see the expression on his face. It was the same thing everywhere. Get a pretty girl and have her seduce a man and he was game no matter what age she appeared to be. As long as she was legal then the game was on.

"I've been a bad girl," she continued to whisper the words. "I'm a very bad girl and I think you should punish me. Show me how to be a good girl again."

"You are a bad girl," the man agreed and she sighed to herself knowing that this was the easiest she has ever had it when picking someone up. It really was a shame he wasn't against it at first but she knew that men had big sex drives and it was almost a guarantee each time that they would be all for it.

"Well why don't we do something about it," she said pulling her head away from his vicinity with a small smile to herself. "We wouldn't want to keep a girl waiting now, don't we?"

He nodded.

"My pad is nearby," he finally breathed and it was definitely music to her ears.

Mary Beth grinned to herself as he took the lead to show her where it was that he lived and couldn't help the glee at getting him to trust her so easily without a single thought. It was stupid but it was also nice.

Mission accomplished.

She fell back against the mattress as he pressed against her in an effort to get her dress off. Pausing to shake him off, Mary Beth brought him closer into a chaste kiss. She broke away to remove her dress and threw it at the end of the bed along with her heels. She pushed him away to switch their positions. She was straddling him and coyly reassuring herself that everything was going according to plan, she kissed him chastely again.

He was nothing, a nobody and after tonight, she wouldn't see him again. They would never cross paths again and she was okay with that. They never did like it when they discovered what she had done and she tried to avoid it as long as she good but the things she needed was like a drug and she couldn't stop. It was addicting and the only life saver she valued was that it wasn't very often that she did this. It kept those she didn't want to be discovered by away from her in the process as well. They would definitely try to put a stop to what she was doing if they caught up with her and it didn't matter who it was either because all three wouldn't hesitate to put a stop to it.

"You sure are feisty," the man commented with a small laugh.

Mary Beth just smiled, accessing what she could do now that she had the position she wanted.

"You think of me as feisty now then you haven't lived at all darling."

She laughed dryly.

Seeing the hand-held blade she had placed on the dresser earlier, she reached over him to retrieve it. The man chuckled again and placed his hands on each side of her waist. She brought herself back down and bent her head down to capture his lips into a kiss, pulling the blade from her hand and making a small superficial cut along his arm.

She pulled back in disbelief and the man looked back in shock at the abrupt halt from the pace they had set before.

"Why are you-Oh I see."

He was frowning now.

"How'd you know to do that?"

She glared at him.

"That doesn't matter!" she screamed tersely at him, snatching her discarded dress and covering herself with it. It wasn't ideal to turn her back to him right now but she didn't want to be exposed as she was either. "I should have known it. I should have never trusted you."

"Me sugar?" he asked in disbelief, honestly as shocked as she was at this revelation and how it was happening so fast. "I'm an angel."

"I should have believed this would happen!" she continued shouting, ignoring his earlier statement. "I went so long without any issues that I wouldn't believe, wouldn't allow myself to believe that I could ever come into contact with one but not only did it happen, but you're not just any normal angel either. You're an archangel!"

"How'd you know that?" The archangel in question asked with a frown. "And how come you saw through me?"

"I've been alive for more than four hundred years!" she spat. "If there was anything I haven't possibly learned I then found out!"

"You are but you can't be because I would have seen it," the archangel continued, his frown deepening. "You are though, aren't you? You are a demon."

"Sorry about tonight." Mary Beth said with a sigh. "I've decided not to get ahead of myself though. You know, the orgasm you angels tend to do at the very end would have killed me."

"Not mad as much as I am confused," he admitted truthfully. "How'd you know?"

"Like you said, I'm a demon asshole," she replied so straightforwardly that it caused the angel to immediately who thought demons were much worse when it came to direct conflicts unless it proved to serve them better.

"I've acquired a certain taste," she told him purposely remaining vague. "If you're going to exorcise me then you shouldn't wait too long. I'm a survivor and you don't want to know how badly I've fought to survive this long in this one body."

He narrowed his eyes never having heard of a demon that only required the one vessel. Normally they've killed multiple people acquiring many and this was proving just as confusing as her declaration that it was because of some taste that she found out that he was an archangel.

"So I'm assuming by the candy wrappers that I've noticed in the living room that you are Gabriel," she commented wryly causing him to glare.

"You have your acquired taste and I have got mine," he snapped causing her to shrug.

"I can't help mine though." She explained as though it was obvious. "I don't know what it is but it won't let me stop but it's only like once a decade that I have to so I'm fine with that. I can't believe I've almost slept with an archangel though, it wouldn't have ended pretty."

Gabriel seemed to be deep in thought so she hurriedly slipped her dress back on and turned to him, pushing her blonde hair behind her thin face. She never seen an archangel before but she's heard of them. She had many demons that she actually viewed worthwhile but unlike many of them, she didn't see the need to have multiple meat suits. She was fine with this one. It was a curse enough to be a demon and having been to hell, she couldn't name a worse punishment.

"So are you going to kill me?" she finally asked the question he hadn't answered the first time. "I won't blame you if you did. I've killed horribly. I enjoy it too when those people scream as they watch their loved ones die before begging me to kill them too. Have you ever seen the begging they do for you not to kill them in the beginning? I honestly don't think there's anything else in this whole world that would be anywhere near as fun. You don't enjoy it though, do you? You're an archangel so of course you'd frown upon that. The real question is if you could live with knowing what I do."

Gabriel definitely didn't look happy and she closed her eyes expecting him to exorcise her like he probably should. Instead she heard him laugh and cracked an eye open to see him seeing this as something humorous. Maybe he, like her, loved to play with a victim before they killed them. She sure hoped that either or, he would do something soon.

"Nope, I like you and you should be pleased because not many demons could get the slip on me," he finally replied. "I'm letting you go but just know this. Don't tell anyone that you saw me because I'm not going by my name anymore."

"Why not?" Mary Beth didn't see a reason to tell anyone after all anyways but he was sparing her when everyone else in his shoes would have killed her already or at least had exorcised her from this body which would cause the same thing. She hadn't been in hell for so long that it would probably kill her to end up back.

"Listen you aren't like a lot of demons," Gabriel said with a frown. "Plus you've become my favorite one and I don't kill things I like. You could do with hiding better after this though because next time I won't be so merciful. As to why I'm hiding I believe that is my business. If you do end up within the same vicinity then the name is Loki or trickster, got me?"

She nodded and moved to put her heels on. Just before reaching the door she halted and turned around seeing the archangel turned demigod surprised once again. She couldn't think of anything nice that anyone had ever done for her but then again she was a demon, she had no soul. She discarded the silly thing so many centuries ago she basically just existed to do evil things and harm people. She doubted she was in the normal category of a demon anymore since she was able to enter a church and holy water didn't really harm her. It did irritate though and she stayed away from that for when there were hunters around.

"I don't know how to be grateful because I have no soul," she started and Gabriel frowned deeply, his eyebrows furrowed deeper with each word she said. "I know that I should be but I don't know how. Like you would say I've been bred from hell to be a huge killing machine so I don't have any remorse. The only thing I remember about my human life is my name and that's because I never shed it. I've kept one vessel so I wouldn't have to go to hell again and I haven't so far. You are wrong, I'm a typical demon. I destroy, kill, maim, and anyone of those things you can name I receive pleasure from. But I also crave human blood and that's what my intent was tonight. I don't kill them from it but I drink it and it helps in ways I don't know how but it does. I just think you should realize that because you let me go and I thought returning the favor would be ideal."

She finally turned the knob and left without turning back. It didn't matter though because there was only one thing going on inside Gabriel's mind and it was;

I let her live and now I'm probably going to live to regret it too.