The Angel and the Devil

Maria: From the Warm Breath to Revenge

Author: Welcome to another chapter of The Angel and the Devil! Here's a chapter that may answer questions or just fill you in on the details. This chapter is completely dedicated to the relationship between Maria and Will, and exactly what happened. Hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Will's POV:

I can still remember it. The panting of a women's warm breath near my body. Lips connect. Heartbroken. Revenge. Blood splattering. Laughing beginning. Crying ending. Hunted, running. Banishment. Expelled, to shot on sight. Holiness fading. Living with regret. These are all things I must live with, whether I want to or not. There is only one person all these events happen around: an angel who went by the name Maria.

That long black hair complimented her body perfectly, even though she was a little shorter than me. I remember the first time we met; I had gotten a promotion, moved up to an Archangel, the highest status for an Angel. I decided to watch a sunset, since I was having such a good day. My friend, Mark, was also an Archangel, but he had received the status years ago. He suggested a party for my advancement, but I told him it was not necessary. I sat on the clouds closet to the sunset, watching the sun fall to end the day. I heard footsteps behind me, and as I turned my head around, I saw her. A woman with long black hair, flowing endlessly behind her back all the way to her waist. Her green, forest like eyes begged me to look, enchanting me. Her light blue dress had ruffles all along her body, complimenting her stick-like figure. I don't remember how long I stared at her, but she was the first one to break my silence.

"Good job on your promotion, William." Her sweet voice filled the silence. It was music to my ears.

"Thank you. And you are?"

"Oh sorry, I've been rude. My name is Maria. I'm one of Mark's friends." She held out her hand for a hand shake. I slowly stood up, still amazed by her, and my hand shook hers. Such soft hands. I don't want to let go…

"Would you like to enjoy the sunset with me?" I beckoned, my hand tugging at hers. "It would be the greatest reward to spend time with a beauty like you, Maria."

"Umm…sure, William." A blush ran along her petite face. I chuckled silently at this, as we sat together, watching the sunset in the clouds. As we watch, Maria seems to be slightly tired and rests her head on my shoulder, her warm breath brushing lightly against my face. I blush a lot at her sudden action, but I pretend to act unaffected. Lips connect. Heartbroken. Revenge. Blood splattering. Laughing beginning. Crying ending. Hunted, running. Banishment. Expelled, to shot on sight. Holiness fading. Living with regret. When night time had arisen, Maria was near to a slumber state. I walked her home, making sure she would get home before she completely fell asleep. She continued to have a flushed face, and as we reached her house, she looked at me. I smiled and was going to leave, but she grabbed my arm.

"Wait." She whispered. I turned around to face her, only to find her lips pressed against mine. It all happened faster than I expected, as she was inside her house when I took a second look. Heartbroken. Revenge. Blood splattering. Laughing beginning. Crying ending. Hunted, running. Banishment. Expelled, to shot on sight. Holiness fading. Living with regret. It wasn't long before we met that I asked her to watch the sunset with me every day, and each time it went the same way. We watched until dark, maybe had dinner a few times together, chat, wait until nightfall, then go to her house, where a kiss was always waiting for me. It was nice. I went to God himself, as he named himself Ignis (Reference from HM: Animal Parade!).

"Ignis, I…I have strong feelings for Maria." I proclaimed to him, six months of watching sunsets with her.

"Oh? Well, you are just in love William." He looked at me with indifference.

"I am. And Ignis, I came to ask for Maria's hand in marriage." I looked at him, smiling confidently. He gave me a stern look, as though he knew something that I didn't. I should have taken it as a warning back then, but I passed it off as him trying to assess me.

"Permission granted, William. If she says yes, come back and the wedding will be arranged as soon as possible." Ignis said with a smile. My smile shined brighter than his as I ran off to Maria's house and knocked on the door, eagerly.

"Maria! Are you home?" I knocked eagerly at her door. Much to my surprise, it wasn't Maria who opened the door; it was Mark. His blond hair was ruffled and he gave me a tired look. "Mark? What are you doing here?"

"Oh? Well, I spent the night with Maria. I proposed to her yesterday. I forgot to get Ignis's approval, though, so he may be mad at me." Mark let out a soft laugh, but then noticed me looking down, on the ground. "Hey, what's wrong, Will?"

"Did she say yes?" I looked at him. There was a good chance she said yes, but there was also the possibility that it was too late for him to go back home.

"Yes. She said yes." He let a small yet genuine smile across his face, and then I lost it. My head began to fill with thoughts I didn't even know existed. How dare neither of them tell me about their relationship…Does he even know that she kissed me every day? Doesn't he know? "Will, you okay?" Mark's voice was coated in concern.

"Yes…Can you tell Maria to visit me on Earth? I want to get her a 'happy engagement' present, but I don't know the slightest thing to give her." My face was now replaced with a grin. I knew what I was going to do, and how I was going to solve my problem. My Maria problem. Revenge. Blood splattering. Laughing beginning. Crying ending. Hunted, running. Banishment. Expelled, to shot on sight. Holiness fading. Living with regret.

"Sure. I don't see why not." Mark smiled and he slowly closed the door. My grin only got deeper, and yet, the pain of being stabbed in the heart was terrifying. I wanted it to end. I wanted the pain to stop. That's why…I made a plan. I walked back to God, smiling as though nothing happened. He simply took one look at me and knew the problem instantly.

"So, she chose Mark over you."

"You knew, didn't you?" I shot him a glance, my smile fading.

"I knew. I just didn't think he would ask her today. He didn't get my permission, which is rude, but it was entirely her chose."

"I know. I was wondering if I could get her a present to celebrate the engagement tonight. Would that be okay? If you make a one-day earth pass for me and her?"

"Just one day, both of you. No more, no less." He took a fireball in his hand and changed its shape into two red circle beads. He handed one to Will, making it a bracelet and kept the other one. "When Maria comes, I'll give hers to her."

"Thank you, Ignis." I bowed, before spread my wings and making my descent down to Earth. Down there, I found a hotel room to stay in for free because I convinced the woman with my "Angelic" charm and flattery by calling her "fair maiden." I went into the room, turned off all the lights, except one, and began my thought process. She probably didn't want to hurt me. Maybe she's not that close to Mark as it appears. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding. But then my thoughts grew darker, and unbeknownst to me, my shadow was encouraging the dark thoughts. She was lying to you. She never wanted you in the beginning. You should make her in pain; make her feel the same pain we felt. She slept which him. You didn't have a chance. Make her feel our pain.

"No!" I held myself together, barely keeping my sanity. I then took a look at my shadow, and it resembled my form. I felt like I was looking in a mirror: everything he was wearing, his wings, his hair, everything. He even shares the light blue eyes I did. "Who…what are you?" I was trying to keep my demeanor, but I was clearly on the edge.

"I'm your shadow. Who do you think I am, idiot?" He grinned playfully. This wasn't me.

"You…have a physical form? That's impossible."

"Not so. After all…I am you. Isn't that right…WILLIAM?" He grin grew as wide as it physically could, giving a chilly atmosphere in the room. "Well, aren't you going to name me, or something?"

"And I would do that…why?"

"Because your thoughts and magic gave me a physical form. In other words, I'm stuck with a pathetic loser like you." He stuck his tongue out at me, only making me angry. "I'm pretty sure you don't want people to confuse me for you."

"You want a name so bad? Fine. I'll call you Lionel."

"Hmm…not too bad. Pretty close to 'Lucifer,' I think." He grinned playfully. "It's a good name…for your darker side."

"For my…what?" I stared at him. No. I did not just create a demon.

"Yes, you did." I gaped at him a little. "You're a real turd brain. I'm your devil side. You angels should know better than to let anger, hate, doubt, greed, and lust overcome you. But you've already lost that battle, haven't you?" He smirked and I finally understood. I, William the Archangel, have created a demon in myself. "Now, while you're confused, I'll just do this." He punched me straight in the forehead, which made me fall backwards to dodge it. He got behind me and wrapped a cloth around my nose and mouth, with his other arm around my waist to hold down my arms. I attempted to struggle, but the chloroform in the cloth began to get in my system, and I was fading fast. I kept trying to think of a spell, but I was knocked out before I could even think. I fell to the floor with a large thud, Lionel watching me try to regain some ounce of consciousness. I was gone. A deep laugh erupted in Lionel.

"Oh, you're priceless, Will. Just wait and see what I do to your precious Maria. AH HA HA HA!"

Revenge.

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