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Note: Each chapter will have the appropriate warnings. So, for this chapter the note is that it's AU.
A - Angel
As the world was engulfed by flames and dust Gray felt his legs weaken under him. Without noticing it, he found himself fallen to his knees, pain radiating from them as they had impacted heavily on the hard cement.
It was… it was over.
The world was coming to an end and he only could watch as it happened.
Grey permeated the world and Gray couldn't see beyond the thick glass pane through which luminosity came. Above him there was a hole in the ceiling – through which he had just fallen earlier. He leaned forward, his hands curling on the rough cement as if he was attempting to dig them through it. His breath was coming in harsh wheezes as a gripping fear caught him. His beloved cold wasn't acting as it should – as something that he knew and used – but instead as a crippling vice that wouldn't let him go until he was crushed.
"No…" he let his head tilt forward and shook it in disbelief. "No, it can't be. I can't have-" His voice failed him and he squeezed his eyes shut. "I can't have just started the end of the world…" he admitted to himself in a whisper.
The crunch of gravel made Gray focus in something beyond his disbelief.
"Yes you did."
A voice startled him into sitting back on his haunches and look around in search of his interlocutor.
To his right a pink haired young man dressed in a black coat was standing. His face was politely neutral and he was looking into Gray's direction but Gray had the feeling that he was seeing something else, beyond him.
"What do you mean-" he started to say in a snarl, fury coursing through his limbs in a way that startled Gray shut. "Who the fuck are you anyway?" Gray asked in a terse tone as he scrambled up while leaning against the glass surface before him.
"Me? Nobody. Well, I'm someone you called upon. One of the many…" the other said nonchalantly.
"One of the many-?" Gray asked in shock as he looked out the window.
An explosion disturbed the dull greyness on the outside, coupled with an orange flash that made Gray squint. He turned towards the other.
"And now, what does this mean?"
"To everything that has a beginning, there must be an end…" the other said distractedly, a large ball of fire forming in his right hand.
"What's that-?" Gray started asking before a colossal noise shook the entire building and large chunks of ceiling started falling down. He felt heat overhead and when he looked up the fire conjured by the other was burning above and protecting him from the debris that threatened to fall on him. It consumed everything and remained above Gray until the building had stopped shaking and there was no risk of anything falling anymore.
"Why did you do that?" Gray asked, voice tight.
The pink haired one beamed at him and approached leisurely.
"You're needed. Come on." And he extended his hand to Gray, who was still kneeling.
Gray gulped as he looked at the hand and then at the other man. With a slightly tremulous hand he grasped the other's and was hoisted up. In that moment a sudden brightness filled the room, coming from the other and making Gray shield his eyes with his free hand. It was coming from the pink haired one.
A scorching hot touch on his shoulder brought Gray's body aflame and he knew no more.