Chapter Twenty Five: Angel and Demon Part Four: Captors
"So" the demon said, thinking. "We're here, but why?"
"I can't remember much of what happened to me before I woke up here." The angel said, looking down sadly.
"It's fine." The demon said, putting her arm around the angel, who looked up at the demon. "I don't remember anything either. Except the flashes."
"What did you see in those?" the angel asked. "I saw someone who looked like you and someone who looked like me. They were going to do something to us, something involving SOULs, whatever those are."
"They put 'em inside us." The demon said. The angel looked confused.
"They used a powerful machine to infuse them with us." The demon said. "It seemed really painful."
"But, what does that mean?" the angel asked. "What did they do to us?"
"From what I saw" the demon said, thinking. "It only made our eyes look like this. No other effects."
"Why are they doing this to us? Why?" the angel said, wrapping her arms around the demon, her eyes starting to fill with white tears. "I—I wanna go home, wherever that is."
She started to removed them, realizing what she was doing. However, before she could, the demon put her own around her, pulling her close and rubbing the back of her head.
"It's alright." The demon said. "I'll make sure we get home. I'll take care of ya, kid."
The angel sank into the demon's embrace, despite not even knowing who she was, she felt some form of comfort from the demon's embrace. It filled her with hope, as if she could fully rely on her.
The two of them simply stood there for a few minutes, holding each other. Suddenly, the demon's eyes shot open. She grabbed the angel, pulling her into a nearby door.
"Wh—" the angel began to protest, just before the demon put her hand over her mouth.
"Shh." She said softly. "There's someone coming. We can't be seen if we want to escape."
The angel nodded, the demon removing her hand. They watched from a crack in the door as two figures walked down the hallway, the same figures from the visions.
The female was a blonde woman in a brown shirt and white jeans. Her hair went all the way down her back and was tied in a ponytail. She wore a brown shirt that was short sleeved. Her eyes were green inside with orange irises (colored part of the eye).
The other looked like a man, with long grey hair going down his back. He was wearing a long black cloak that he had pulled back. His hands were bone, like a skeleton's, but they were the only part of him that was bone.
"What the f #$ do you mean they're gone?!"the woman asked. "I thought you said they couldn't escape."
"I never said they couldn't." the man said. "I never accounted for the removal of the guards. They couldn't have gotten far though. Don't forget, the door is hidden in the office room. They'll never find it. Plus, they have no memory. It's not like they'd know where to go if they do get out. As long as they don't remember their names, they won't be able to regain them or use their full power."
"It really doesn't matter if they find it." The woman said. "If we don't find them, this will all be for naught."
"We'll find them." The man said. "It's not like they're gone far."
"If I get my hands on them" the woman said, her voice nearly in a growl. "I'll do worse to her than her mother ever did."
For some reason the angel felt a surge of fear run through her, anger likewise running through the demon. The angel began to tremble, causing the demon to hold her tighter, whispering softly to her. The angel calmed down as the demon's voice soothed her.
"It's okay." The demon whispered. "I won't let them hurt you. I'll make sure we get out of here."
"You don't really need to threaten them like that." The man said. "No sense wasting demon powers on them."
"They can handle it." the woman said. "They have three and a half human SOULs each and their other halves are pretty tough individuals."
"But, even still." The man said. "The forceful approach didn't really work. We were both beaten."
"Yeah." The woman said. "I still can't believe she managed to do that. Especially with just her own SOUL."
"She's pretty powerful alright." The man said. "They were pretty smart to pick them."
"Not if they didn't count on their power being what helps them get out." The woman said, irritated. "If they get their memories back, we're f #$ed."
"By who?" the man asked. "Them or her?"
"Does it matter?" the woman asked.
"Look, Rachaya." The man said, sighing. "They're not gonna go far."
At the mention of the name Rachaya, the angel and the demon both froze, a vision entering their minds at the same time.
In the vision
The girl woke up, realizing that she wasn't where she last remembered she last was. She looked around and realized she was in a field of flowers, flowers she remembered visiting with her adoptive parents.
"What happened?" she asked, looking down at her hands. They flashed black for a split second, her aura dark. The girl looked around, confused, but not worried. "Why am I here? Hello? Anyone? I don't think I'm supposed to be here."
"Well" a voice from behind her said. "It seems as if you've had a terrible accident."
"Who are you?" the girl asked.
"Name's Rachaya." The voice said, its source appearing before the girl. "But, call me Arach."
"Wh-what are you?" the girl asked.
"I'm a demon" Arach said, grinning. "I'm here to assist you.'
"H-how?" the girl asked.
"You wanna get revenge, don't ya?" Arach asked. "On those humans?"
"Y-yeah." The girl said. "But, how?"
"You've got the power inside of you." Arach said, touching the girl right where her heart would be. "All you've got to do is unlock it."
"How do I do that?" the girl asked.
"Allow me to show you." Arach said, grinning. "First, what's your name? I don't think I heard it."
The girl told the demon her name, too inaudibly for the two spectators to hear.
"Well, kid" Arach said, extending her hand toward the girl. "I think we'll be good friends."
The girl took the demon's hand and her eyes glowed red for a split second before returning to their usual brown.
Present time
"You don't know that." The woman—Rachaya—said, thinking. "Especially with her. They may be already out of here."
"Well" the man said. "We should head down the hall and check there. They could still be there."
"Right." Rachaya said as the two of them ran down the hall.
After about ten minutes of them not there, the angel and the demon tumbled out of the room, the angel landing on top of the demon. They looked into each other's eyes, blushing for a second. The angel stood up quickly, looking away from the demon and rubbing her arm.
"I-I'm sorry." She said, her voice quivering. "I didn't mean to fall on you."
"Hey, it's fine." The demon said, putting her arm around the angel. She then tackled the angel to the ground, her arms around her and preventing her from hitting her head on the ground. The angel looked at her confused.
"Now we're even." The demon said, smiling. The angel blushed further, sucking in a breath.
They stayed there for about two minutes before the demon looked up, sensing something.
"Let's go!" she said, taking the angel's arm and helping her up, pulling her along. They found what looked like a safe place and hid in there.
"What happened?" the angel asked.
"I sensed the two of them." The demon said, making sure the room looked safe.
"So" the angel asked. "What was that vision? That we saw after that guy said that woman's name?"
"Not sure." The demon said. "Though, I feel it might be important. I can't tell what it was."
"that girl" the angel said, looking at the demon. "Kinda looked like you."
"Yeah.' The demon said, thinking. "But, she was so young. If that was me, it's been years."
"Yeah." The angel said. "You looked pretty good there."
"You look pretty good now." The demon said, looking at the angel. The angel blushed, looking away from the demon.
"Th-thank you." She said, laughing nervously.
"Now" the demon said, thinking. "The first thing we need to do is try to escape. Then we can figure out what our names are."
"Right." The angel said, nodding. "But, we have to find that office room."
"Don't worry." The demon said. "I've got that covered."
So, can the two of them escape? And will they recover their memories? And just what do those two individuals (Rachaya and the other one) have to do with them? Find out soon.