I do happen to own 'a drunk man' and 'a dank inn' but otherwise I don't own anything!
A Drunk Man's POV
I was buried deep within my tankard but I know what I saw. The Fallen Angel himself burst into the small dank inn, dragging a gagged, bruised, and battered girl along with him. Her eyes screamed for help but who was I to interrupt the Devil? I am not perfect and I did not wish to get on the bad side of the second most powerful being ever. The little blonde thing struggled, she looked from one man to another but none of us stood up to help her. She must have done something mighty wrong to be punished by Satan himself.
"I need a room." He growled at the innkeeper.
"I don't want any trouble mister.." the old man trembled with fright.
"Then give me the keys to a room!" the demon ordered. So the poor man handed him a set of keys. What else could he do? No mortal can disobey the Devil. That poor girl shook with fright and she was shoved up the fight of stairs.
As soon as the demon was gone from view another immortal slammed into the inn. His red eyes were wild and he was dressed in all black. As surely as the first was Satan this was Saint Michael, the Archangel. A silver scabbard shone from his side, certainly carrying the sword of God.
His hair was a wet tangle of brown under a black top hat. Those bright red eyes scanned the room. He turned to the man next to him.
"The man and women who just entered, where are they?" his voice was rough, impatient, angry.
"Up stairs, sir. It looked like they are going to have a bit of fun." The fool grinned as though he had just told the world's best joke. The man was even more drunk then me and his words slurred together. The Angel's eyes filled with fury, one hand gripped the sword on his waist. I was surprised that the floor beneath the man didn't open to swallow him within its fiery depths. Saint Michael did not spill the guts of the man but instead ran up the stairs. He was clearly there to save the pure, innocent, girl. I followed him with my eyes until I could see him no more then once again lost myself in a drunken stupor.
I hope you liked this little change from the ordinary!