Fallen Angel
Summary: Somebody has kidnapped Alexandria. He wants something she refuses to give, but is the consequence worth it?
Disclaimer - I do not own South Park (do you really think a sixteen year old would?) I do own Alexandria.
Warning - Some language, but its South Park so what do you expect?
(Alexandria's POV)
Where the hell am I? That's the first thought I have when I open my eyes. I study my surroundings as carefully as I would study an artifact from ancient times. At first glance I am in a dark room, but once my eyes adjust I can make out a few shapes. I try to concentrate on the shapes but my head screams in protest. I grit my teeth as I try to grab my poor head. And when I say try, I mean lift my arms a fraction of an inch before realizing I'm tied to a chair.
"What the hell?" I ask out loud.
How the hell did I get tied to a chair? I ask myself. I struggle in the chair for a second, but it's useless. I survey the bonds as best I can in the darkness.
Wrists? Tied. My arms? Bound to my sides and tied to the chair. Legs? Only my ankles are tied. Ok, I can use my legs to my advantage.
They really should have tied my calves to the chair. I smirk to myself. You never underestimate your opponent that is a sure way to fail.
I begin planning my escape when a door opens, light flooding into the room. I quickly take advantage of the light while I can. It appears I am in a basement, the only exit is the stairs. Which currently has a person walking down them.
I wait to be sent back into darkness, but the light stays on even after I hear the door shut. Ok, that means I have more time to study my opponent. I think to myself as I slouch in the chair. I lower my head to the point it looks like I'm still out conscious but I can still see the stairs.
The person walks down the stairs and pauses at the end of them. I lift my eyes up to look and bolt upright. "Kione? What the hell, man?" I shriek.
The ninja bastard looks at me in surprise. "Alex? What are you doing here?" he asks me with pure shock in his voice.
I glare at him. "Drop the shock dude, that's a pussy act. Why the hell am I here?"
He holds up his hands. "I was just offered the job, I didn't know you would be down here." He says honestly.
"What was the job?" I ask struggling against my bonds.
"I didn't think to ask…" he mutters looking at the ground.
I glare at him and he looks at me guiltily. How many times had I told him to ask what the job was before agreeing? This is exactly the thoughtless behavior that had me playing nurse for 2 weeks.
"I see you have halted conversation, does that mean we can get to business?" a chilling voice asks. Kione twirls around and comes face to face with the Prince of Darkness himself.
"Damien, I should have known." I spit out angrily.
"You shouldn't let such raw anger steal away your beauty, Princess." He smirks as he walks towards me.
"You do realize you basically stole that from Skye in Harvest Moon Cute, right?" I ask him, I really want to hit him for being a total douche but sadly I'm still tied to a damn chair.
He steps in front of me. "You have something I want, Alexandria." He says darkly, "And I want it now."
"Demon boy, I suggest you back up." Another voice calls out. I turn my head to the right and see my boyfriend on a couch. His wrists and ankles are tied but not as much as I am, then again I am more dangerous than he is. He also had what appeared to be a bandana around his neck, looks like they gagged him with it.
"Cartman? Are you ok?" I ask not taking my eyes off of him. He smiles gently at me and glares at the other two.
"Why the hell are we here?" he yells at Damien.
Damien sighs. "I would have thought even a fat-ass like you could figure it out."
I shoot my tied legs out and nail Damien right in….well, the place where the sun don't shine. He gives a girly scream and falls to the floor clutching himself.
"He's not fat, he's big-boned." I growl at the fallen demon, "Lay off my boyfriend or next time I cut them off."
"Calm down, Alex. You cannot blame the devil boy, your boyfriend really is fat." Kione says calmly helping Damien up.
Damien attempts to stand up straight but his face shows pain and disgust. "You will regret that, Princess." He says darkly grabbing my face with one hand forcing me to look at him. I really shouldn't have done it but I couldn't help spitting in his face, so I did.
Now Damien has never been one to hurt people physically, its beneath him, but he backhanded me across the face and sent me and my chair falling to the floor. I cried out in pain as the shock wore off and my brain acknowledged that I had been hit.
"Alex!" I hear Cartman and Kione shout. I raise my head to see Cartman struggling to break free from his bonds and Kione leaning down to pick me off the floor. Once my chair and I are upright, Kione turns to Damien.
"Listen buddy nobody, and I mean nobody, is allowed to hit her. Now what the fuck do you want with her?" he yells angrily. Good old Kione, always quick to protect his little sister…well technically I'm not his sister, he is just such a great friend that it feels like he's my big brother.
Damien sighs and looks at me. Blinking through the tears of pain, I see his eyes full of passion and lust. "I want Alexandria to be my bride. I have for quite some time, but thought we would marry the traditional way. Be friends, fall in love, etc. But, fat-ass got in the way."
"Wh-what?" I manage to squeak out. I look at the demon, he was being absolutely serious. I lower my head as if hiding a blush. "Damien…I don't know what to say."
He rushes over to me and sits on his knees in front of me. "Say yes, Alexandria. We could be so happy together, and I could teach you to control your powers."
"R-really? You could do that?" I ask in awe.
"Alex! You're not considering this are you?" Cartman screams at me, he is struggling to break free even harder than before.
I turn to the demon in front of me. "Can I be untied from the chair?" I ask seductively as if that sentence was my answer.
Damien snaps his fingers and Cartman and my bonds light up in flames. I stand up and smooth out my skirt. I then dodge Damien and throw myself at Cartman. I check every inch of him for any sign of damage.
"Are you ok? They didn't hurt you, did they?" I ask hurriedly as I go into nurse mode. Ever since my parents and siblings died I have been worried about being left alone, so I freak out over everything.
"I'm fine," he assures me, "but you aren't going to marry that guy are you?" he looks at me with such sad eyes. It breaks my heart, in fact it was his eyes that made me fall in love with him. To everyone else they were cold and emotionless, but to me they were warm and gentle.
I look away guiltily. "I'm going to have to." I say sadly. "Unless someone proposes before Damien does, I'm marrying him." I wish it didn't have to be like that but demon and angel cultures were much stricter than Middle Earth cultures.
Cartman gets this look on his face. "So…if someone proposes before he does, you have to marry them?" he asks slowly. I nod my head.
He begins to dig through his pockets when Damien decides to grab my waist and pull me towards him. He brushes my cheek lovingly with his hands. "You don't know how happy I am." He says softly to me. I turn my head away.
This is killing me, I don't love Damien. I love Cartman, but if this is what I had to do to keep him safe…well dammit I wasn't going through with the marriage. I would get Cartman and myself out of this mess.
I turn to Damien with a new flame in my eyes. I growl at him. "Listen Damien, I don't like you and I don't want to marry you."