Author's note: Ah, hello. This is simply a one shot to practice writing. Mainly because I've been re-reading shit and I realized how bad they were. And mainly because I want to work on writing Eridan and my other fan character and also working on switching between POVS and better first person writing.. If it is liked then I may add another chapter though that is unlikely. Also working on switching between POVS and better first person writing.

"Fuckin assholes, yellin' at me about killin' the damn angels. I'll do wwhatevver I wwant to." I mumbled, the screeches of the angels filling the air, the screeches they make whenever they are being killed. I guess it was simply the sounds they make, who gives a fuck. I kicked against the smooth ground expecting that scraping sound your shoes make expect I tripped. Frantically I reached out for the ground and caught myself, before tripping over my fucking amazing cape. Then I heard it.

Laughter, a very hissy like laughter that dragged on the sound of the laugh, it was creepy. Standing up I looked around and quickly pulled out Arab's Crossheirs from my sylledex. "Wwho the fuck is there?!" I screamed and looked around frantically. I felt an obviously sharp nail poked at my shoulder. I turned around and saw a bright glowing troll with a black shirt. "Hello there." She said in a cooing tone before translucent jade color sharp tipped wings jumped up behind her before she stopped glowing. She was almost invisible in the darkness of my planet "Wwait wwho are you?!" I screamed off, only to be replied with laughter before I heard the nasty screeches of agony from the angels.

"Fuck." I simply said before returning my gun to my strife speci. A cry of laughter once again filled the cold air. Great, it was like a shitty landdweller horror movie. It was terrifying to a certain degree. I kept walking on, pulling out one of my shitty wands and started to focus on it, light forming on it. Inside the citadels that decorated the entire fucking planet it was dark unlike the bright pure white sky, the whole planet seemed to be in grayscale, even Kar's planet has more color.

So, some unknown chick somehow got into your planet and was doing who knows what. She wore black though had fairy wings like Vriska showed off. Maybe it was god tier? Well anyway it didn't matter, she is still somewhere. Maybe she caused the screams of agony that filled the still air? No, couldn't it took longer for you to kill one with your legendary weapon. Then another called filled the air along with a sharp pitch scream.

Quickly I ran to the sound and saw her body laying there with jade blood leaking out with the wings tightly folded against her back. A long trim expanded from below it with a thin mid wing. She was laying on her side with a cut along her side. She looked at me, she had ridiculously long fangs that didn't fit her mouth and almost reached her chin. She had curved horns that were a lined with her cheek bones than curved out slightly. Black bangs covering the side of left side of her face with strings of her hair falling down. The back of her shirt was cut to show her back with white trim, wearing thick silver bracelets around her arms she looked at me. About 6 different yet toned scissors laid around her, all decorated in the angel's blood.

She sat up and I offered my hand to her. She took it and licked off the blood of her fingers. Obvously a rainbowdrinker I stated. I flashed her a charming grin to show off my teeth but she simply rolled her eyes. "Do you have a name?" She asked me instead. I replied with Eridan. "Delena, though my friends call me De." She said softly as she chuckled. "Wwas it you killin the angels?" I asked and she nodded. "If you ever need some help you can talk to me." She laughed and stored her scissors in her strife speci. I took her hand and we shook on it.

Later on we would be killing off every angel on this planet. Become close friends and slightly feeling for her. Though she died when she went off to go help her session.

Author Note: Homestuck is owned by Andrew Hussie. Damnit I typed a long paragraph on how she looks.