Black and White Wings
Summary: Five hundred years ago, an Angel fell. Changed completely and tainted black, he captures an Angel in a Great War to aid the Daemons in their quest to invade Heaven. But the Angel is just too stubborn. Taking drastic measures is only option left and what will pursue is totally uncalled for.
Genre: Supernatural, Romance, Tradgey.
Pairings: Thrill.
Warnings: Alternate Universe, Shounen-ai, Violence, may contain smut in later chapters, may contain character deaths in later chapters (still not confirmed)
"No! Don't let go!"
But he knew it was no use, he felt his fingers slip from his friend's. So many faces looked down on him in terror, horror and fear.
Tezuka, Eiji, Oishi, Kawamura, Inui, Momoshiro, Kaidoh, Yukimura, Sanda, Yanagi, Niou, Yagyuu, Marui, Jackal, Kirihara, Atobe, Oshitari, Mukahi, Jirou, Kabaji, Shishido, Ootori, Hiyoshi and so many other people. Looking at him, desperately grabbing onto their hands. He was in tears. No, he didn't want to go. But, inevitably, the Gate to Heaven was closing, and if they didn't get him up soon, he would be trapped.
Slowly, slowly, the hole in the sky closed. Slowly, slow, he couldn't see his friends' faces anymore. Slowly, slowly, his hope was washed away, the only thing connecting his hand to Heaven, was his fingers, clinging desperately to someone's hand. Slowly, slowly, his sweating hand lost its grip. Slowly, slowly, he fell. Straight into the Demon's hands.
He could see creatures everywhere; crude bird beaks, black bodies, and dull red eyes. All the hands were groping at him, carrying him away, towards Hell, where who knows what awaits him.
He screamed, a piercing scream that echoed in his head.
"Don't leave me! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO HELL!"
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.: Half a millennium later :.
They were just watching over some children in the park, pretending to be a couple. Of course, they had spelled their wings into another plane, so that the Mortals couldn't see them. They were just there, commenting on how cute a little girl was in her light pink dress and matching ice-cream flavour colour, when they heard a shuffle and a twig snapping. They put this down as some Mortal among the trees and continued their duty of watching over.
That was until they smelt a foul breath breathing on them. Before they could even turn around, their bodies were put under a paralysis spell and forced to walk into the dense growth of trees where they found creatures from Hell, waiting for them. Cruel eyes of a dull red colour glared unblinkingly at their victims, their beak mouths somehow could twist into a smirk. They danced around the paralyzed pair, screeching in bird-language, into the air, before savaging them.
They clawed mercilessly into their flesh, reveling at the blood that poured from the wounds. They used their fingernails, sharpened to a point, to dig into the skin. Tearing, shredding, killing. Even if the pair wanted to scream in pain, they couldn't, even if they weren't paralyzed, for they weren't even in the moment anymore. Their eyes gazed at the roof of leaves and branches, unseeing. Their chest not moving. Their hearts not beating.
"Fools!" A voice roared, though he spelled it into another plane, so that the creatures could hear but no Mortal. "He ordered them not to be killed! We were to capture them alive! Now we have to find a new victim!"
And with that, he pointed at the bodies, spelling them away from existence altogether and turned around, his blackened Angel wings brushing against tree trunks.
A/N: This is just a preveiw of what I'm currently working on. I will post the rest up once I've completed the story.
Title hasn't been confirmed. "Black and White Wings" is a temporary title.