The Angel and the Devil
Chapter 1: Misfire
Chelsea was an angel-in-training. She had completed her final quest to become a full-fledged angel: change a human's life for the better. Disguising herself as a 21-year old human, she was able to convince a shy boy named Elliot Perkinson to gain confidence and proposed to his true love, Julia Mystery. Elliot had become a more confident man and making Julia happy, Chelsea decided it was time to go back to heaven, where god would grant her full body wings instead of the half body wings she had. Chelsea concentrated her angel power, where her angel marks that were stripes around her arms and a diamond on her forehead.
"Oh God, grant me directions to send me to heaven!" Chelsea chanted, as a light engulfed Chelsea; she opened her eyes, but she saw red, not white. And instead of flying, she was falling. Soon, a huge heat wave hit her and Chelsea began to sweat, as her mind jogged with realization; she was in hell, not heaven. Her thoughts focused on her not falling, so she turned her body to face the ground and used her wings to make her stand on the ground gently. Chelsea was sweating from the heat, as another heat wave struck her. Chelsea fought to stay up, knowing that she had to get out. Chelsea closed her eyes and chanted the spell again. However, nothing happened.
"Oh no…My Lord, what should I do?" Chelsea began to panic slightly. She felt magic behind her, and she quickly pulled her sword from its scabbard and deflected the red beam, making it hit the ground next to her. She looked up and saw a man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He wore a black shirt with an orange jacket, along with black pants and shoes. They complimented his body well, and Chelsea couldn't help but stare a bit. She snapped out of it, though, because he had attacked her.
"Oh my, I was found out. Interesting that you should block my shoot, let alone sense it coming. Intriguing…" The blonde smirked a bit, eyes straight on this angel.
"And just who are you, devil?" Chelsea put up a brave front, despite the fact she felt her power draining away and her body heat getting higher.
"Ah, I am surprised you don't know…" Will gave an evil grin. "I am Will…the devil's right hand man." He grinned in delight as Chelsea's eyes widened and her body trembled a bit.
"Well then, Will, maybe you can help me get out of this heat pit." She stopped shaking and put up a brave front. Will was amused that she wasn't scared of him anymore.
"No can do, my fair maiden. You'll have to fight for your freedom." Will took out his scythe, as at the top there was a skull head with hair dangling down it, the staff part supporting an orangish-red color and the knife part being freshly sharpened. Chelsea gulped a bit, and took her sword apart, changing it into a bow. Will questioned her change in weapons, but he could tell she was weakening fast from how much she was sweating.
Chelsea started, getting up in the air using her half wings and shoot ten arrows at once at Will. Will took one swing of his scythe, and the force of the swing rebounded the arrows, five of them hitting Chelsea. Her cheek and arms slightly bleeding from the new cuts, she was on the verge of fainting. She pushed herself to use the rest of her power in one shot. Her angel marks appeared and she crossed her hands over her chest, charging for her next attack.
"Lord in the covenant almighty, grant me the power to smite!" Chelsea held her hand straight out, and she threw a ball of ice and wind at Will. Will looked disappointed, as he chanted something under his breath and the blade part of the scythe went into flames. Will took a step back and took a full swing, the flame part merging with the ball of ice and melted it on contact.
"N…No…" Chelsea was flabbergasted at how much stronger Will was then her; then again, he was the number 2 man in hell. She tried to stay up, but her fatigue overwhelmed her and she fainted. Her wings dissipated and she began to fall to the ground. Will caught her before she hit the ground. He stared at her brown hair, how short it was and how she was wearing a white dress that was spaghetti straps and that it stopped above her ankles. Will grinned at her body, knowing he was going to have fun tainting this innocent angel.