"PLU!"

A whirlwind of air busted through the room, rattling and dropping some of the picture frames and invaluable nicknacks placed around the t.v. Something white flashed in my vision, and I recognized the person I had once identified as Gregory Smith to be oddly replaced by a smirking Jeremy Wandler-

Who had somehow sprouted large, prominent, strangely beautiful white wings.

Okay, what the fuck.

This weird shit had just flipped into more weird shit.

"Je-" I think my mind is just going into shock.

Like damn, I wouldn't be surprised if I just got a seizure from all this bullshit.

"Penelope Sanchez," Jeremy breathed, his voice somehow soothing yet dangerous. "I do apologize for this rude and unexpected meeting, but it seems my plan has been interrupted by... unwanted hindrances." He hissed the last two words, throwing a careless look over his shoulder. I gulped a sharp intake of breath, suddenly alarmed of the turn of events.

"It seems my time of explanation is quickly shortening, we will have to relocate." Jeremy smiled serenely at me.

"R-relocate? Wait, what do you-" My question was interrupted when I was abruptly scooped into strong, yet elegant arms.

I can't believe I just described my kidnapper as elegant.

Well, it is true.

With me confused and in a just sort of shocked facade, it didn't really hit me that Jeremy was running top speed toward my demolished balcony window as it did for a normal person. Not until Jeremy had jumped off the edge of my balcony did I actually scream. I clutched onto his clothing, which I just realized were made of fine silk and were a pearly white. I shut my eyes tightly, steadying myself for the deadly fall-

"Ugh!" I yelped when Jeremy's wings stretched behind him like a parachute, and suddenly, somehow, we were flying.

Okay I wanted to hit myself for the stupid realization. For Christ sake, he had motherfucking wings.

Wings!

Of course we were flying.

A loud, powerful, angry howl caught my attention.

"Plu!" I gasped. I looked over Jeremy's shoulder, trying to get a proper glimpse of my dog-man, only to see him fighting off a green, ugly thing.

I think it was female? I mean, it had long red hair.

Ew. Seriously, what is that?

I cringed in mild disgust.

Greg blinked in surprise at all the sounds that were radiating off his cell. He snapped the phone closed, shoving it into his pocket and now jogging towards his bike, only to be stopped by a particular brunette.

Greg sighed in aggravation, not to happy with the interruption. He had to see if Penny was alright, and, reluctantly as well, that damn Plu. He had only accepted Sandra's self-inclined invitation to agitate Penny, as a mild payback for bringing that damn dog into school. Her quickening fondness of the supposed beast was really starting to rile him. Sandra blocked his way, sending him a wide smile, with a suggestive flutter of her mascara coated lashes.

"Hey Greggy!" Greg cringed a little at the nickname.

"Hey, hi, what's up. Gotta go." He spluttered a little too quickly, trying to work his way around her, which proved a little more difficult than usual.

"I'm good!" She grinned, snatching his bicep between her arms. "Why are you in such a hurry? I mean, school isn't over yet! Where are you going?"

Too much questions. Greg mentally groaned.

"Not now." He answered firmly, trying to worm his arm out of her grip.

"Is that Plu going to be there?" She smiled.

"Huh? What? I don't know, maybe." He said offhandedly, only a little anxious to get out of her grip.

"Great! I'm coming!" She beamed.

He groaned in annoyance. This useless conversation was only stalling time.

xxx

"Whoa! Whoa! Slow down a little!" Sandra complained, prompt on the back wheel of Greg's bike, clutching onto his shoulders. Greg sighed, slightly annoyed by the hindrance of slowing down.

"It doesn't matter, we're here." He grumbled, waiting for her to jump off before he tied his bike to a nearby railing. He walked quickly into the apartment, not bothering with the elevator and bolting to the stairs. Sandra groaned.

"Let's take the elevator." She said. He paused, now glaring harshly at Sandra.

"Look. You came when I didn't want you too, you made me waste more time slowing down on the trip here, and you keep complaining every ten seconds, so excuse me if I'm not the happiest camper here, but fffffffffffffffffffffuck no." Sandra stared wide eyed and gulped, quickly following him to the stairs. Greg paused as he opened the door, revealing the long row of what looked like endless stairs.

"..."

"..."

"..Let's take the elevator." He murmured.

A loud, angry howl paused their advances to the elevator.

"..Let's go outside." Greg concluded, followed by a nod from Sandra.

xxx

Arriving around the back of his and Penny's apartment was truly a shock. A large, tall, ugly looking ogre thing was defending herself (?) against a wolf that looked to be around the size of an elephant if not larger, that viciously proceeding in attacking the ogre.

Sandra instantly screamed, causing the ogre female to glance in her direction.

"Shit!" The ogre cursed, dodging another bite from the seemingly insane wolf.

Snapped back to his senses, Greg took a shot at his risks. Now Penny did mention that Plu was a supposedly demon-dog, though he didn't quite listen to was she was saying at the time, which he now formally regrets.

"P-Plu!" He inwardly cursed at how uncertain and girly he sounded. He took in a deep breath. "Hey! PLU!" He hollered, loud enough for the somewhat deadly battle to be interrupted.

Both occupants were at a loss, until the ogre bellowed in a low, monstrous echo. "Puny humans!" She roared. "Get out of here!"

"We can't! That's my best-friend's dog you're fighting, and I kinda live here so.."

"Best friend?" The ogre repeated.

"Yeah." Greg supplied.

There was a sad flicker in the ogre's beady eyes. "So she has replaced me.." She whispered. Before Greg could question her, she glared. "Human, control this rapid beast before it reeks havoc on this forsaken town!"

"Oh.. uh.. okay?" Greg blinked. "Plu! Calm down!" There was no change in the wolf's attitude. "Dammit! He only listens to Penny!" He cursed. Sandra whimpered. "W-what's going on? I want to go home!"

Light-bulb.

"Hey Plu! If you calm down, we'll go and get Penny!" He bribed.

The wolf's ears perked up at the sound of his master's name. "Yeah, Penny, you wanna see her right?" He smirked. Plu ran in a small circle, his tail wagging before he settled down, sitting with his head upon his paws. The ogre sighed, which earned her a mild growl from a still cautious Plu. Finally, Greg turned towards the ogre.

"Who are you." He demanded. "And where is.. she?" He asked, careful of mentioning Penny's name in front of Plu. The ogre closed her eyes, her taunt, masculine silhouette shrinking into a tall, shapely redhead. She was huffing, clutching her chest in perspiration.

"Are you alright?" Sandra asked. The nameless girl nodded, recollecting her composure.

"Your friend.. she was kidnapped."

"By whom." Greg narrowed his eyes. "Answer before I sick Plu on you."

The redhead sighed. "Look, kid, I'm here to help-"

"Then why were you attacking Plu?" He spat, ignoring the inclination that she was inferring despite the fact that she was most likely two years younger than him, judging by looks.

"He.. ordered me too." She murmured.

"Ordered? He? Whose he? Can you explain without being so vague?!" Greg growled, agitated and stressed by the entire situation.

The redhead sighed. "I have to obey him, as my punishment. My soul belongs to him in repentance of my sins." She bowed her head. "He's.. an angel, his name is Jeremy Wandler.."

"Hey, can you let me down now?" I asked quietly.

"Not until we have reached our destination." Jeremy answered calmly, sending me a reassuring smile.

"What was that thing, fighting my dog?" I asked instead. I gasped a bit when Jeremy's feet met solid ground. I blinked, slightly recognizing our location.

Was this the mini forest I had found Plu in? Why were we here? Goddammit the suspense is killing me!

"Hey.. Gabriel's pizza, can you tell me where exactly is our destination is? I don't like being left out in the dark."

Jeremy sent me another creepy smile. "The way will become clear soon."

"Casanova, I'd appreciate the way becoming clear now, please." I'm sorry, but if you kick my dog-man out my balcony, and kidnap me, within 24 hours, expect some sassyness.

Jeremy sighed and rubbed his temple. "Be a little patient." He reprimanded me. He looked around, smiling when he found it.

"A tree?" I asked incredulously. "You kidnapped me to play happy-tree-friends?" I blinked a couple times. "Okay, now I fully believe Greg when he said you were a bit loco." Jeremy chose to ignore my crude comments, which I'd probably do if I were in his position. Hell, if I were in his position, I'd drop me before it got any worse. He stalked towards the tree, which oddly stood out next to the other greenery. He balanced me on one arm, taking one of my hands in his free one and pressing it firmly against the bark.

Okay, can you guys imagine my face right now?

It's a mixture of (O_e) and (-_-).

YOU KIDNAPPED ME TO FUCKING PALM A FUCKING TREE THAT'S LIKE TWO BLOCKS AWAY FROM MY APARTMENT?!

REALLY?!

WHY?

Fuck you.

Do you know who going to pay for that shattered balcony window?

Oh shit.

Oh shit, my mom's going to see that-

My thoughts were interrupted when suddenly the scenery shifted. I blinked in astonishment as the view I could see of my apartment disappeared, replaced with clear blue sky. Before I could interrogate Jeremy any further, he shot into the air, with me in his arms. I yelped in surprise, clinging to his chest in value of my own safety. Rather awkwardly inhale cheap birdman cologne than hurtle to my impending death, I tell ya.

I say impending because I can bet five bucks I'll be dead by the end of all this shit. Either by being killed or dying from a heart-attack.

Wait! No! Knock on wood!

Goddammit, I can't, because we're in the motherfucking air.

Reminding myself of this fun fact, I decided to glance around and pinpoint exactly where we were at the moment. I was confused to see an old looking fancy-pants manor. When I say old, I meant Victorian looking. While I pondered over this, Jeremy's forever calm voice interrupted my pondering.

"I apologize for the sudden lift, but I much rather not run into any demons this evening."