When Angels Meet Devils

Plot Summary: What happens when Lock, the devil costume wearing boy from Halloween Town, meets Elle, an out of place angel girl from Valentine City with a not so lovely life? They're two different people, from different worlds. But then, why does Elle feel so drawn to Halloween Town? Why does it seem so familiar to her?

A not so pleasant visitor

Normal P.O.V

It was three days after what had happened in the kitchen. Elle and Lock were still too embarrassed to look Sally and Jack in the eyes. Lock had moved out of the treehouse and was staying with Jack and Sally, who had taken in Elle while she was here. Elle was on the road to recovery, the bruises had faded and other than the broken wrist, she was right as rain. Since Elle was feeling better, the two couples (well, one full couple and then two teens who aren't really sure if it's love or lust) thought it would be a great time to go into town and get the new angel in town acquainted with everyone since it seemed like she wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

While Jack and Sally were talking to the vampires, who were hiding under the shade of the blood bank awning(?), Lock took Elle toward the side of the building where they could be alone to talk. (Oh! They're going to talk!)

Lock's P.O.V

Heart pounding, palms sweaty, and cheeks flushed slightly, Lock took Elle into the shadow of the blood bank, holding her delicate hand in his, lacing their fingers together. He was more nervous than he had ever been before in his life, even more so than when he accidentally made Jack angry at him. Stopping, he turned to look at Elle in her beautiful blue eyes and took a deep breath. (Oh boy Oh boy!)

"Elle... I-I know we just met and everything, but I want you to know that I..." Before he could finish his sentence, something hit him on the back of the head and Elle was jerked away from him roughly. (Cock blocked) Her frightened scream filled the air as Lock whipped around to see a boy, who was maybe an inch or two shorter than him with black hair and glowing green eyes, standing in front of him, holding his beloved Elle in a tight grasp. (Anyone know who this jerk is?) The boy, like Elle, had white feathery wings, which could mean only one thing. This was Elle's ex (yes ex) boyfriend, Trevor. The abusive bastard that had hurt Elle.

Lock, fuming with rage, took a step towards Trevor and Elle, but froze when he saw a familiar glint in Trevor's hand. The demented prick was holding a very sharp blade against the tender skin of Elle's throat. He saw tears running down Elle's frightened face as Trevor pressed the blade a little tighter against her throat, causing a small dribble of blood to run down her skin, staining her dress. Elle screamed, this time in pain instead of fear. Lock saw movement out of the corner of his eye and turned to see Jack, Sally, the vampires, and pretty much the entire town standing a few feet away, shocked expressions on their faces. Trevor just grinned manically, reminding Lock all too much of himself at a younger crazed boy made a show of turning towards the town's people, letting them see the knife against Elle's throat and the blood that had already been spilled. The town's people had to hold the vampires back quickly while Sally held back Jack.

Lock understood the Pumpkin King's rage as he clenched his fist. He had to get Elle away from this weirdo without hurting her. Looking from Elle to Trevor, he growled. How the hell am I supposed to get her away from him? There must be something I can do. Wait, if I can trick him into fighting me, then Sally can grab Elle while Jack and I handle this sick bastard. Lock smirked before looking to Jack and nodding slightly. As if he understood the plan, Jack nodded before Lock looked back to Trevor.

"What do you say we settle this like real men, Trevor? No rules, no weapons, nothing but our fists. Winner gets the girl. That is... Unless you're too chicken to fight me, angel boy?" Just to provoke him further, Lock impersinated a chicken, causing the town's people to laugh nervously. Trevor's face was red and contorted with anger as he carelessly threw Elle and the knife to the ground. The dumbass rushed Lock with his fist cocked back. Before he even tried to swing, Lock threw the first punch and knocked Trevor flat on his ass.

For the first time in years, Lock let loose his inner madman.

Elle's P.O.V

Whimpering softly, Elle touched the bloody spot on her neck as Sally came over to her and pulled her away from the fighting boys. She watched Lock and Trevor fight while Sally cleaned up her wound before putting a soft bandage on her neck. She bit her lower lip at the pain as she clung to the rag doll woman for comfort while hot, salty tears continued to run down her cheeks.

Pure terror filled her entire body as she watched Lock become someone she didn't recognize. The loving, playful boy she'd fallen in love with... Was gone, and in his place was someone who radiated evil and malice. His yellow eyes were no longer warm and happy, but cold and angry. Instead of being a boy that simply dressed like the Devil for the hell of it, he had become the Devil right in front of her and that scared the hell out of her. Fear gripped her body and froze her on the spot as she watched the fight continue, just a few feet from her.

Both boys were injured already. Trevor's nose was bloody, one eye swelling shut. Lock had a bruise forming on his cheekbone along with a busted lip.
The crowd was trying their best to hold back the vampires, who were in a frenzy from the scent of blood in the air, but if the fight continued any longer then there was a likeliness that the vampires would break loose and the feeding frenzy would commence.

Seeing Trevor fall to the ground, she watched as he reached for his blade on the ground and rushed Lock with it pointed straight out. Elle screamed. Jack saw Trevor's blade and so did Lock. Lock barely dodged the blade as his fist connected with Trevor's gut, sending him flying into a wall with a crash. The blow seemed to knock Trevor into a daze, but Lock didn't stop. Elle swore time nearly stopped as she watched Lock pick up the fallen blade and walk over to Trevor with deadly intent visible in his eyes. Right as he was about to kill Trevor, Elle broke free from Sally and ran towards Lock to stop him. But when she grabbed his arm, he turned and slashed her cheek, causing blood to spill down her cheek like crimson tears. She screamed.

Pain radiated from the cut as she let go of his arm. The insanity faded from Lock's golden gaze as he stared at her then at the knife that was now dripping with her blood. He dropped it as if it burned him then reached out to her, but Elle was already in panic mode. She shrank back from his touch then fled from the alleyway. She shoved her way through the crowd, sobbing. No one tried to stop her, and she didn't stop, even when she heard Lock scream her name.

Please RXR! No flames please. I wonder what Lock was going to tell her before that idiot showed up? Find out in the next chapter! I don't own anyone except Elle and the asshole!