Breaking Angels

Dedication: Dedicated too...^ponders^ dedicated too all those cool peeps who appreciate M rated stories.

Note: Yami is a plain bitch in this story, just to warn you. There #might# be some lemons, but not until later chapters.

Chapter 1: Vala HaiLo

King Yami opened his blood red eyes too close to pure darkness and smiled. He sat up slowly and stretched his limbs, then shook out his wings. His coal black wings were nearly invisible in the darkness, yet they were majestic. Both nearing five feet, they gave the King a ten foot wing span. He made his way out of bed and slipped on equally dark leather pants. He wore no shirt, for it was impossibly hot in his kingdom, Vala HaiLo*. He walked slowly on to his balcony, which was made of black diamonds. The only source of light was the lava pools which surrounded the inhabited portion of his kingdom. Vala HaiLo was located under the Shadow world, which meant there was no sunlight. The only light that could penetrate his kingdom were those damn Angels. Their pureness made their wings a brilliant white, which stood out amongst the black and red of Vala HaiLo. Yami smiled as he remembered the last Angel his guard had caught. He was a tasty one, but not good enough. He was reaching the last of his life cycle, and his blood was diluted with age. Yami placed his hands on the smoldering hot railing of the balcony and looked over his kingdom. Though it was close too darkness, he could see everything clearly. Every creature of Vala HaiLo could. Through the years they adapted too their harsh living conditions in hell. They could see with no light, they could tolerate the heat, and they had strong senses. Angels were the sworn enemies of Demons. And this had caused the Demons to train in on the pureness of the Angels. Demons loved blood, but none more than King Yami. His favorite past times were flying, torturing, and killing. The purer the blood, the better it tasted.

A knock at the door made Yami growl. There were only two beings who would have the guts too disturb him, and they could be summed up in two words. Mai and Bakura. As part of Yami's most trusted guard, Mai and Bakura had proven too be the best. The chosen five who were sworn to the King were Yami's best collection. Tea and Marik made up the front, farthest from Yami. Both were the young, but powerful. Tea could read minds vaguely, which came in handy when extracting information from captives. Marik had no special ability, but he was very strong and very fast. It was his main concern to protect the King should and invasion occur. Then came Seto, who was in the middle. A few Gui's** older than Yami, Seto could burn those who resisted King Yami. Small flames lit in his eyes whenever he became angry, and the tips of his fingers emitted flames. Then came Mai and Bakura. Bakura could cause pain too beings simply by looking at them. His gift, which had grown powerful through the Gruis, came of interest to Yami. Finally, Mai. One of the only two females in the guard, Mai could control a beings mind for brief moments of time. Though it was only for short bursts, Mai's gift was insanely powerful. Enough to make a being kill themselves when they were under her control. Another knock and Mai swiftly walked in...without the Kings permission.

"What death wish had brought you too disturb me?" Yami snarled.

"There was a short invasion last night. But you may find that it is worth your while." Mai said. Yami groweled.

"How so?"

"We caught an Angel." She whispered. Yami strode purposefully toward her.

"What are you waiting for? I wish to see them!" He said. Mai took him down into the red wing of his dungeon.

"In there." She said. She opened the door and Yami walked in. There, crumpled on the floor, was a bloodied and broken Angel.

"Hmmm... he's not that young, but better than the last..." He whispered. The Angel's wings were greasy, with feathers falling out. Yami smiled as the Angel whimpered. He kicked the vulnerable being. "Wake up." he said, authority dripping in every letter. The Angel's eyes flew open. "What is your name?"

The angel looked around for a second, as if trying to figure out where they were. He had white hair and very blue eyes, typical Angel.

"My name is Alex." He said, nervously. Alex tried to stand up, but crumpled too the floor in pain. Yami chuckled darkly.

"Well Alex," Yami said "Why did you invade my kingdom Vala HaiLo?"

The Angel said nothing. Rage boiled in Yami.

"Answer me." The Angel looked away and that was when Yami lost it. He pounced on the Angel, and bit into it's throat. Alex tried to fight back, but with every drink Yami took, he became weaker. With a low moan, Alex slumped over. Drained of all life. Yami stood up and wiped his mouth.

"Somebody was hungry." Mai commented as the demon King walked past her.

"He was pissing me off." He snarled. Yami licked his hands, which were covered in blood. This Angel was a close third to the best blood he had ever tasted. The first had been a newborn Angel which was birthed while the mother was in captivity. Yami was lead to his throne, where he sat and waited for the eru's*** activities to begin.

"Dispose of this filth!" Yami shouted to a poor merchant. "He dare not disturb me with his silly questions again!"

"but I have a wife and we both have two small demons. Please my king! They need me!" The merchant shouted as he was dragged to the dungeon. Yami settled farther onto his throne. It was almost time for this eru to end. He drummed his fingers against the hot stone of his nobel throne.

"My King looks bored." Tea chuckled. Marik punched her arm.

"Don't tease..." he whispered. Yami chuckled, feeling Marik's strength flow into him. Yami could collect his demons abilities. With a few limitations, anybody who was within his guard could be turned into a weapon. Yami loved the feeling when one of his Chosen used their power.

"She is right though. I am bored."

Yami's gaurds looked at eachother.

"What?" Yami asked. When his Chosen didn't answer, he leaned forward in his throne. "What?"

"We were going to save these as presents for the anniversary of you becoming king, which is in a Hatu****, but this may be an appropriate time." Bakura said, grinning like an evil idiot.

"Well then show it too me!" Yami ordered.

"Show them too you." Mai said eagerly. "Tea! Take the King to his gifts." She ordered, pointing at the weaker Chosen. Tea quietly led her King too the darkest depths of dungeon, the place specially reserved for slaves and Angels.

"My gifts are down here?" Yami wondered. Bakura walked swiftly behind him.

"Yes, your highness. We caught them a few days ago." He said. He yanked out an old looking key and shoved it into a small slot within a door. "Have a look."

Yami's mouth watered with the delicious scent that seeped through the small room. Definitely Angels, but oh! They were so pure, purer than the newborn. Yami ran too the slot and peered in, surprised too see four eyes looking back at him. Two of them were a dark amethyst color, a rare gemstone in his hell kingdom. They stood out from the darkness. The other two were a bright, and vivid aquamarine, another more rare gemstone. The two eyes were the only thing Yami could see. They looked shocked for a split second, then glared at him.

"I want too see them." Yami whispered. Bakura turned the key in the coal black door immediately.

NOTES:

*Pronounced: Vah-Lah Hi- Low

**Pronounced: Goo-yee, (equivalent to a year in Vala HaiLo)

***Pronounced: air-ru, (a day in Vala HaiLo)

**** Pronounced: Ha-too (a week in Vala HaiLo)