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Zaniel woke up in his cell with a pounding head. His lungs burned like there was fire in them and he felt weak. Like he hadn't eaten in a month and ran a marathon. He forced himself to sit up and found there was a sandwich and a glass of water sat next to his cot.
This was a luxury in a place like this. He devoured the sandwich then stood. He tested out his arms and legs to make sure Glass hadn't hurt him while he was out, he had a thing about kicking people when they were already out if he got mad or if he just felt like being that sick.
Everything seemed to check out just fine.
"I'm so glad you decided to join the land of the living!" Glasses voice cut through his thoughts.
Zaniel jumped to attention and kept silent.
The cell door opened and Glass put a finger under his face and pulled his face up to make him look into the eye, "I think you are my new favorite. Come along, pet. We are going to test out this new tattoo!"
He felt like he was going to be sick, pet? Favorite? He took the queue to follow him out though; he didn't want to make this worse than it already was.
They went down to the first floor and he found that the arena was still set up. Usually it was back to being the dining area but something felt off. And everyone was looking at him with either pity or bloodlust. This really was the end.
Glass pushed him into the arena and pointed to the first bloodthirsty guy in the crowd, "Come on down, you have been chosen to do what you wish to him!" he then pointed to Zaniel.
His eyes widened, "What?" he spoke out of terms but he didn't care, he pretty much ordered this guy to kill him.
The guy stepped out and started walking to him. Zaniel tensed up and waited for the fight.
"Guards, hold him so he can't fight." Glass said casually.
Zaniel's arms were taken so he was held firmly in place. The guy coming at him punched him in the jaw as a start. What happened after that is all a blur to him.
All he felt was the pain. At some point they finally dropped him and he watched his blood pool around him.
Glass watched intently for any result.
Zaniel felt death coming, for a moment he even thought that he died. He wasn't so lucky though. The moment he felt death, it went away and he felt better. He got up wiped the blood from his eyes. He didn't feel the bruises that were supposed to be on his face.
Glass giggled like a schoolboy, "Excellent! Okay, you may kill him." he said to him.
He looked to the guy who was beating on him and waited for him to attack, "I'm sorry."
The guy looked even angrier and attacked.
Zaniel made it quick and hit a few pressure points and snapped the neck.
"It does work!" Glass walked to him, "My friend, you are now the perfect weapon! I have no need to waste time then… you have an assignment."
Angel woke up the next morning with a terrible feeling. She shouldn't feel bad; the Teen Titans were on their way and would be here about mid-day. Soon enough they would make a plan and go after Glass. The sooner he got out of their lives the better and it makes it so much easier to help his prisoners escape if he is out of the picture.
She got up and stretched, "What are we doing for breakfast guys?" she asked in the middle of a yawn.
"Same old," Night said, rather unimpressed. Jackie was still asleep next to him.
Angel checked her pockets and found a five dollar bill, "Okay, this should be enough to get us all something. I will be back." She left out the back of the building and jumped out the window. She used her wings to guild her down safely. The second her wings formed back into the tattoos on her back was slammed against the wall and her mouth covered.
A pair of dark intense eyes met hers. The man that attacked her was a bit taller than her and dark features. He wore the uniform that was in that underground prison.
"If you're smart, you will come quietly, Angel." He said in a husky voice.
She realized what was happening and retaliated. She hit a pressure point in his shoulder and before he knew it she had his back to the wall with her forearm to his neck, ready to choke him out.
"If you're smart, sir, then you'll tell me what's going on." She said in a quiet threatening voice. She didn't want to alert her friends to something she could handle.
He looked at her, "I have to take you back." There was a bit of fear in his voice.
She knew what she was talking about and it made her shiver with fear, "I'm not going anywhere."
"I really wish this could have been easier." He said then roughly pushed her off.
She picked herself up off the ground in time to have her hair grabbed and her being thrown to the pavement. She felt the blood trickle from her forehead.
"You want to play that game?" she took his ankle and forced him to the ground too and her knee was on his ribcage pressing down harshly but not yet enough to break anything, "Would you like to be nice now?"
"I am playing nice," he choked out then grabbed her knee and got up.
Angel felt herself falling and decided it would be best to be in the air. She let her wings free and started going up. It was harder to fly up with the extra weight but she managed.
When she was high enough up, she wiggled him off her leg. What she didn't expect was the black wings that came out of his back and his swift movement up to her level.
She never met another with the same power as her. His wings were bigger then hers and so much darker then her silver and brown.
This strange attacker took advantage of the moment and slammed into her. From there it was a frenzy of kicks, punches and feathers. They both ended up putting back their wings and falling. It was like a game of Russian Roulette; who would hit the pavement and who would live?
At the last second, Angel ended up on top and the attacker's body hit the ground hard enough to cause a dent in the pavement.
She didn't breath for a moment, there was nothing okay with her about taking a life, even when she was the prisoner fighting in the brawls she hated it.
"I am so sorry, I wish I could have gotten you out of this bondage in a different way," she stood and began walking away.
She was about to walk into the public street when she heard, "There is no way out of this."
Then blackness.
This was a fun chapter, the first meeting between these two is a good first impression right? Well, until next time, peace out sexy readers!