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Angel among Demons
Once upon a time there was a man, a very attractive man, and that man was vain. He was very tall and very broad and he had spikey blond hair and blue eyes. This man was a very rare creature, a creature that you would be very lucky to see. He was an angel. With white wings that extended from his back he was quite divine. He was one out of four angels that sinned. There was the fallen angel of lust. She had purple eyes and long blonde hair that fell in waves. And there was the fallen angel of envy, a short man with spikey brown hair and a cocky attitude. After him fell the fallen angel of wrath a slender man with short red hair. They were cast from heaven in a fit of rage from God and because they refused to repent they lay in a junkyard wingless. Raphael, or as you call him Lucifer, fell after believing himself better than every other angel because he did not fall. That caused him to be cast down to the yard where all the other sinning unrepentant angels lay. After living a hundred years down there their wings turned black and began to burn when the sunlight hit. After a thousand the wings turned to dust. After five thousand the deformities began to start. Mai or Asmodeus grew a set of horns from the top of her head and what appeared to be a third breast. Amelda or Satan had a horn grow from his forehead and a long spiked tail. Varon or Belial grew a set of horns replacing his ears and a pair of black leathery wings. Raphael grew a very large set of horns from the base of the front of his skull and another pointing slightly downward from below his ears. After ten thousand years a war started between the angels that wanted the world to end and those that wanted to save them. The fallen ones were not told of such a war and lived in the junkyard alone. The leader of the anti-human group was a periwinkle blue haired man with a blue eye and a yellow one and he was called Dartz and the leader of the pro-human group was a man with three-toned hair and purple eyes named Yami. Let us start this story of the tale that inspired Beauty and the Beast.
Run. The only thought going through my mind as I ran away from that man. Humanity did not, does not, deserve my love, my respect. Why am I to be punished for my honest opinion? I am not a sinner but rather a fine saint and I take great joy in being so. Yet an angel of only three thousand dares to push me around like I am something, someone bad. Well, let them hate me, I will purify this world of the stain, of the taint. Run my head screams. I scream out loud and the birds fly. I hear a ragged breathing from just behind me. I run faster avoiding the arrows of hate that shoot from the bow of Yami. I scream some more and begin to run faster. I see a junkyard one that smells atrocious. I run in as the angels are on my heels. I scream louder. A shuffling comes from a pile of scrap cars. A figure with grey eyes and red hair shows up. There is a horn protruding from her forehead. She pulls out a gun that's glowing red and laughs with a hundred voices behind her.
"Well, well what do we have here! Raph will be pleased!" The woman says as she blows a hole straight through Yami.
She grabs me by the hair and laughs again.
"Well you are sexy! Come on let's remove those blemishes on your back!" She laughs again.
As I get dragged off I have time to look at the woman closer. She is wearing a cut off shirt that reveals her stomach to prying eyes and tight pants. On her feet she's wearing leather boots. She puts her gun in the holster on her back. As I get dragged I see the colors of the junkyard blurring into unrecognizable shapes. Piles of paper and plastic. Cars compressed into cubes and food that has long rotted are in piles that form the only type of landscape here. This is the most horrid place to be banished to. I watch the woman's feet stepping like a soldier's, broad strides with a stomp after every step. I almost fall asleep to the relaxing motion. It is rather hypnotizing. I begin to drown in her breathing and the harsh steps. The woman lifts me off the ground and opens a hatch in a mountain of household appliances and compressed cars. A thin metal ladder is in the hatch she begins to climb down the rickety object clutching onto the long hair I ought to have cut but sentimental value deprived me of that ability. She grasps tightly to the ladder. What an amazing skill, such strength has never been observed. When we get to the last rung she hops off with another laugh. As she fists my hair again another being shows up.
"Ey Amelda, what do ya 'ave there?" He asks.
"Oh, an angel bitch for Raph." She answers quite calmly.
Oh I look at the male being. He has brown hair that spikes and fluffs up. He also has goggles perched on the top of his head and is wearing a leather shirt and pants. He is wearing metal boots and has horns for ears and wings with a demonic touch. The woman kisses her male friend and he recoils and slaps her.
"Ya know I 'ave a girlfriend Amelda!" He exclaims.
"She won't mind and 'sides Raph is a horrible lover. He gets upset when I walk off after sex." Amelda grins.
She kisses the boy again and tackles him to the floor. The boy starts taking swings and the whole thing is interrupted by a blonde woman walking in.
"Varon, Amelda stop!" She screams.
The two stop immediately.
The blonde woman is wearing a white corset with golden lacing and shorts of course she was wearing thigh-high boots on top of that because why not.
"AMELDA KISSED ME!" The boy called Varon shrieks.
"Stop it! You know he's not gay!" The blonde woman shrieks to the MAN named Amelda.
"Whatever. Let's just take the angel to Raph." He snarls.
Amelda grabs me by the hair and drags me into the center room. A man is lounging on a throne made out of what appears to be a refrigerator. The man has spikey blonde hair and a set of horns coming out from the base of his skull and another pointing downward from his ears.
"LOOK AT WHAT WE 'AVE RAPHY!" Varon screams.
The man's eyes snap open and he hoists himself off the throne. The man is wearing a white tank top and leather pants and a long leather coat.
"And what do you expect me to do with him?" 'Raphy and/or Raph asks.
"Fuck it?" The blonde woman suggests.
"Rip off its wings and torture it to death." Amelda supplies.
"TAKE ITS STUFF AND DESTROY IT'S WINGS CAUSE YA DON'T 'AVE ANY!" Varon screams.
"Well as long as you had something intelligent in mind…"Raphy and/or Raph deadpans.
"Well we'll just kill it." Amelda says.
"Please let me stay!" I scream.
"Ugh, since you were a thoughtful gift from Amelda and begging fine. Just don't get feathers everywhere." Raphy and/or Raph sighs.
I smile and they carry me to a room.
"You know we are watching you right? If you try anything I'll blow a hole through you faster then you can think." Amelda threatens.
And with that the door closes and I am left to sit in my thoughts.