Hello I back with the second installment in this story Of Angels and Demons ok well umm Haha Republic of Ireland!

Carlin K: Lizzy here owns nothing but her Oc (me!) and the plot kitten that looks like Artie the Irish fold!

me: ok Read and Review!

"OH HELL NO, ARTHUR!" Carlin screamed as the hole in the ground closed sealing the

truth, The General Arthur Kirkland of the once great Angel army is now a captive

Guardian angel in the realm of hell. "Keseseseses little frauline if you miss your brother

that much you can join him!" the albino demon lashed out at Carlin, but only to be

pushed to the ground "BACK OFF!" Carlin growled "Quia vis amoris et omnia pie et sancte

EIECTO hos quinque AUERIA ad FUERUNT INFRA SUNT!" Carlin bellowed and the five

demons surrounding her began to howl in pain as the ground started to open up " YOU

VIL NEVER GET AVAY VITH ZIS MADAM LOISEL!" the french thing screamed Carlin cackled

madly " I ALREADY HAVE!" then she shouted louder " TELL THAT DEMON IM COMING FOR

HIM AND IM GOING TO GET ARTHUR BACK!" a russian bastard yelled out " IN YOUR

DREAM-GGGAAAAHHHH!" the demons howled as they sunk into the earth. Carlin let one

tear fall down her cheek as she stared the the charred ground holding her brother captive

"I'll save you Arthur, I promise." and with that she flew back to the haven to tell the

others.

hell

Arthur woke up in an old cot he felt sore and his wing hurt terribly much, it hurt just to

move. He looked around "H-hello?" he questioned " w-where am I, w-where is m-my

sister?" Arthur heard someone laugh near him and he jumped backing into the wall "Well

beautiful." a Demon with bright cerulean blue eyes and pitch black hair, one piece of it

was seemingly defying gravity spoke in a smooth voice, to Arthur it sounded like death as

he backed into the all more his wings splayed on either side of him "your in hell, and my

captive," the demon said coming closer " but your little sis escaped using a spell." Arthurs

eyes widened, "how in god's name does she know spells? I hadn't taught her yet!" Arthur

questioned "how come you didn't use your magic on me?" The demon got closer almost

on top of Arthur, and he gulped "m-my mag-gic was d-drained to h-help the others l-learn

I-I was s-supposed to get it back today." Arthur trembled, then yelped, the demon

grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head with one hand, the other was slowly

traveling up his leg to his tunic, "that's good," Arthur panicked and whimpered "w-why?"

the demon smiled "cause now I can do what ever I want to you, without you trying to

cast anything on me." arthur began to struggle " n-NO P-PLEASE!" Arthur begged as he

tried to wiggle free, "yes beautiful, and by the way, the name's Alfred." Arthur froze "as in

the former war general Alfred Jones?" Arthur questioned and the hand stopped moving,

"Yes why is that?" the demon asked "b-because I-I'm the former war general Kirkland,

Arthur Kirkland." Alfred froze too and his hands let go of Arthur's wrist and moved to take

down the one shoulder tunic, Arthur watched warily unable to move as the demon slipped

down the sleeve to reveal an old scar running across the angel's chest. "when we were

fighting for souls in WW2." Alfred breathed touching the scar lightly "you gashed my chest

open and almost killed me until Alistar came and got you in the arm and pushing you to

the ground." Arthur whispered moving his eyes from the demon's face to his upper right

arm and they both whispered "The battle of the lost souls."