Hi all you wonderful people who will be very nice by reviewing when you're
done reading. This fic kinda came to me when I had this sudden fling for
angels, and I thought, hey, why not, I've done stupider things, so, this be
the result.
Kai: do them all a favor and shut up
NC: owch, that hurts Kai
Kai: really? Then my work is done.
NC: please do the disclaimer before I wound you so drastically you'll never be able to cross your legs again.
Kai: you wouldn't do that to me
NC: *glares while reaching for scissors*
Kai: Nights Child does not own beyblades, nor any of the characters, though she probably wishes she did so that what she does with me is relatively legal.
NC: *cuts large hole in nice blue cargo pants*
Kai: argh! Psycho!
NC: Thanks! ^_^
Kai: -_-
NC: ok, you know the drill peoples, read and review! ^_^
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Demonic Angel – Angelic Demon
Prologue – A demon in the Dark
"What do you think you are doing?! Get out!"
"Silence boy! Or you will meet the same fate as your stupid bitch!"
"No! Never! I will not let you hurt them!"
"Them?" A voice chuckled, the very sound chilling to the bone, to the marrow. "No, not them, just her. Your child will prove useful to us."
"What?! No, he will not be yours, nor serve your purposes! He is our child, and will remain that way, not some twisted vile creature of your imagination!"
"Then suffer the same fate, my 'son'!"
A struggle broke out between the two males, one fighting to save their lives, one fighting to take them. Father against son. A woman sniffled, a single pearly tear trailing down her cheek, as she realised her husband was not going to win. And that single tear was all she could do. She could not step out to help him, could not leap to his defense, nor die by his side. For she held what they would both die for, she had sworn to protect him. As cries of pain reached a child's ears, he cringed against his mothers side, whimpering slightly. "Shh darling, you must keep quiet." The woman held the child close, his eyes flashing their faint red glow.
Meanwhile, the last sounds of pain crept towards them. A gurgling sound reached the pairs ears, and the woman shuddered, suppressing the sobs that threatened to tear from her throat. A thud was heard, as the body of her love fell to the floor. The smallest of gasps escaped her lips, and her lustrous white wings shivered with her body. Bending over, she silently gathered the small child in her arms, wings black as the darkness around them, rustling slightly with the movement. The single sound bringing footsteps ever closer to her and her treasure.
"No," she whispered. Turning, her feet sounded against the carpeted floor, as she made a dash for the door. Her assailant caught the sound instantly, and the thud of following footsteps could be clearly heard, as he gave chase. Whimpering in fear, the frightened mother flung open the front door, and launched herself into the air. The child clutched in her arms cowered even further into the tight embrace, as the sound of leather against the wind caught his ears. He followed. 'Heaven,' she thought, 'I must get to heaven. I must save him!'
The wind whipped furiously at their clothes, and the sound of beating wings was all that was heard, as a frightened angel propelled itself upwards, struggling to find the strength for both herself and her child. Then their momentum was stopped. The mother screamed, lashing out blindly with her feet, as the once two figures, now became three, began to fall toward the ground. "Let me go! Help!" "Silence pitiful wench!" The child whimpered again, poking his head out of the protective embrace to see his mothers face, distorted in pain, as she struggled against the hold around her wings and throat. "Mama?!" The ground came closer, closer, and still, she struggled. When the ground finally became too close, she gave up, allowing the darkness to consume her. But her punishment for love was not over. As they neared the ground, her assailant seized the hand of the child and released her limp body, allowing it to slam into the ground.
"MAMA!!!"
The child in his grasp screamed for the fallen angel, but the demon held no emotion for this screaming bundle, just revenge for ruining his line of leaders. Landing lightly, he dropped the screaming child, and proceeded to the crumpled from, now slowly regaining consciousness. He seized a fistful of the woman's hair, and pulled her to her feet by it. She gasped in pain. "NO! LEAVE HER!" The young child cried, charging forward, of the mind to kill whoever was hurting his mother this way. No one had the right. No one should do this to her. "No love!" was all she could whimper, as her pride and joy lunged at her assailant. The child's brave lunge was cut short, as the demon lashed out with his clawed wing, sending the small child sailing backwards to slam into the ground, where he remained. "You bastard! He's your grandson! And you murdered your son!" "Because you got your hands on him. You weakened my family line, you turned my son into the pitiful weak being I slaughtered not five minutes ago, and for that, your death and child will be my payment for his life." Claws extended from the demons hands, a good ten centimeters long.
"Hello?! Are you there?! Call out, show us where you are!"
The light of many flames caught the demons eyes, and he cursed. "I will take your child, and he will be my instrument for the defeat of your kind! Now, I want you to die, being the first, but knowing how much pain there is in living."
The child could only watch now from where he lay, as the demon plunged his claws into his mothers stomach, taking satisfaction in the scream that tore from her bruising throat, before wrenching them upward. He watched as blood seeped from her body, as her wings fell and hung limply by her side, as her eyelids fluttered and fell, hiding the dying light in her once brilliant eyes.
Dropping the body, the demon began to lick the blood from his claws before he turned to make his way to the child. His eyes reflected in the light like the glint off steal, his face holding no emotion bar the smirk of satisfaction that played on his lips for getting what he wanted. Until the flaming spear ripped into his wing. He let out a growl of hatred and pain, before spinning to face his opponent. Or opponents. A flock of 15 angels floated before him, and all he could do was curse and snarl as he spun and fled, vowing he would take back what was rightfully his.
"You four, go after him!" An angel cried. Four angels turned and took off in the direction of the demon, though no-one would catch him, regardless of his torn wing.
The small child whimpered, and crawled towards his mother, who's blood still left her lifeless from. "Mama?" Lights danced around them as the angels approached, but came to an abrupt stop at the scene before them. The black winged angel child, the dying mother. The blood. They could only watch, as the child grasped her hand, whimpering to her for some sign of life.
"Mama? Please mama, wake up, come back... don't leave me alone here," the red eyes filled with tears, which the child valiantly tried to fight away, but could not, and had them stream down his pale ivory skin. "Kai." "Mama?!" The child's eyes widened, and he clung to her form. "Child," she gurgled, "I'll never leave you, never. Kai, do you hear me? I'll never leave you." "Promise?" "Yes Kai, I promise," she gasped. She forced her eyes open, to view her child for the last time, and it pained her even more then the wounds in her chest, to see the crystal tears in his eyes. "I promise."
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Ok, what do ya think? I also slipped in a quote from the series Trigun. I may have changed it only slightly, but if anyone can tell me what it is, will dedicate next chapter to them. ^_^ Ok, so, next chapter will have Kai and Tala, and will be better than this one. Let me know what you thought by hitting the little purple button down below. Don't care if its criticism. Heck, you can flame my ass if you truly feel its that bad, cause I really wanna know. So review! ^_^
Kai: do them all a favor and shut up
NC: owch, that hurts Kai
Kai: really? Then my work is done.
NC: please do the disclaimer before I wound you so drastically you'll never be able to cross your legs again.
Kai: you wouldn't do that to me
NC: *glares while reaching for scissors*
Kai: Nights Child does not own beyblades, nor any of the characters, though she probably wishes she did so that what she does with me is relatively legal.
NC: *cuts large hole in nice blue cargo pants*
Kai: argh! Psycho!
NC: Thanks! ^_^
Kai: -_-
NC: ok, you know the drill peoples, read and review! ^_^
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Demonic Angel – Angelic Demon
Prologue – A demon in the Dark
"What do you think you are doing?! Get out!"
"Silence boy! Or you will meet the same fate as your stupid bitch!"
"No! Never! I will not let you hurt them!"
"Them?" A voice chuckled, the very sound chilling to the bone, to the marrow. "No, not them, just her. Your child will prove useful to us."
"What?! No, he will not be yours, nor serve your purposes! He is our child, and will remain that way, not some twisted vile creature of your imagination!"
"Then suffer the same fate, my 'son'!"
A struggle broke out between the two males, one fighting to save their lives, one fighting to take them. Father against son. A woman sniffled, a single pearly tear trailing down her cheek, as she realised her husband was not going to win. And that single tear was all she could do. She could not step out to help him, could not leap to his defense, nor die by his side. For she held what they would both die for, she had sworn to protect him. As cries of pain reached a child's ears, he cringed against his mothers side, whimpering slightly. "Shh darling, you must keep quiet." The woman held the child close, his eyes flashing their faint red glow.
Meanwhile, the last sounds of pain crept towards them. A gurgling sound reached the pairs ears, and the woman shuddered, suppressing the sobs that threatened to tear from her throat. A thud was heard, as the body of her love fell to the floor. The smallest of gasps escaped her lips, and her lustrous white wings shivered with her body. Bending over, she silently gathered the small child in her arms, wings black as the darkness around them, rustling slightly with the movement. The single sound bringing footsteps ever closer to her and her treasure.
"No," she whispered. Turning, her feet sounded against the carpeted floor, as she made a dash for the door. Her assailant caught the sound instantly, and the thud of following footsteps could be clearly heard, as he gave chase. Whimpering in fear, the frightened mother flung open the front door, and launched herself into the air. The child clutched in her arms cowered even further into the tight embrace, as the sound of leather against the wind caught his ears. He followed. 'Heaven,' she thought, 'I must get to heaven. I must save him!'
The wind whipped furiously at their clothes, and the sound of beating wings was all that was heard, as a frightened angel propelled itself upwards, struggling to find the strength for both herself and her child. Then their momentum was stopped. The mother screamed, lashing out blindly with her feet, as the once two figures, now became three, began to fall toward the ground. "Let me go! Help!" "Silence pitiful wench!" The child whimpered again, poking his head out of the protective embrace to see his mothers face, distorted in pain, as she struggled against the hold around her wings and throat. "Mama?!" The ground came closer, closer, and still, she struggled. When the ground finally became too close, she gave up, allowing the darkness to consume her. But her punishment for love was not over. As they neared the ground, her assailant seized the hand of the child and released her limp body, allowing it to slam into the ground.
"MAMA!!!"
The child in his grasp screamed for the fallen angel, but the demon held no emotion for this screaming bundle, just revenge for ruining his line of leaders. Landing lightly, he dropped the screaming child, and proceeded to the crumpled from, now slowly regaining consciousness. He seized a fistful of the woman's hair, and pulled her to her feet by it. She gasped in pain. "NO! LEAVE HER!" The young child cried, charging forward, of the mind to kill whoever was hurting his mother this way. No one had the right. No one should do this to her. "No love!" was all she could whimper, as her pride and joy lunged at her assailant. The child's brave lunge was cut short, as the demon lashed out with his clawed wing, sending the small child sailing backwards to slam into the ground, where he remained. "You bastard! He's your grandson! And you murdered your son!" "Because you got your hands on him. You weakened my family line, you turned my son into the pitiful weak being I slaughtered not five minutes ago, and for that, your death and child will be my payment for his life." Claws extended from the demons hands, a good ten centimeters long.
"Hello?! Are you there?! Call out, show us where you are!"
The light of many flames caught the demons eyes, and he cursed. "I will take your child, and he will be my instrument for the defeat of your kind! Now, I want you to die, being the first, but knowing how much pain there is in living."
The child could only watch now from where he lay, as the demon plunged his claws into his mothers stomach, taking satisfaction in the scream that tore from her bruising throat, before wrenching them upward. He watched as blood seeped from her body, as her wings fell and hung limply by her side, as her eyelids fluttered and fell, hiding the dying light in her once brilliant eyes.
Dropping the body, the demon began to lick the blood from his claws before he turned to make his way to the child. His eyes reflected in the light like the glint off steal, his face holding no emotion bar the smirk of satisfaction that played on his lips for getting what he wanted. Until the flaming spear ripped into his wing. He let out a growl of hatred and pain, before spinning to face his opponent. Or opponents. A flock of 15 angels floated before him, and all he could do was curse and snarl as he spun and fled, vowing he would take back what was rightfully his.
"You four, go after him!" An angel cried. Four angels turned and took off in the direction of the demon, though no-one would catch him, regardless of his torn wing.
The small child whimpered, and crawled towards his mother, who's blood still left her lifeless from. "Mama?" Lights danced around them as the angels approached, but came to an abrupt stop at the scene before them. The black winged angel child, the dying mother. The blood. They could only watch, as the child grasped her hand, whimpering to her for some sign of life.
"Mama? Please mama, wake up, come back... don't leave me alone here," the red eyes filled with tears, which the child valiantly tried to fight away, but could not, and had them stream down his pale ivory skin. "Kai." "Mama?!" The child's eyes widened, and he clung to her form. "Child," she gurgled, "I'll never leave you, never. Kai, do you hear me? I'll never leave you." "Promise?" "Yes Kai, I promise," she gasped. She forced her eyes open, to view her child for the last time, and it pained her even more then the wounds in her chest, to see the crystal tears in his eyes. "I promise."
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Ok, what do ya think? I also slipped in a quote from the series Trigun. I may have changed it only slightly, but if anyone can tell me what it is, will dedicate next chapter to them. ^_^ Ok, so, next chapter will have Kai and Tala, and will be better than this one. Let me know what you thought by hitting the little purple button down below. Don't care if its criticism. Heck, you can flame my ass if you truly feel its that bad, cause I really wanna know. So review! ^_^
