Yes, I know, story 5 billion that I have started while I have the others to finish. I just had to at least get it started or my mind was going to explode. SO! I will say this right now, it sounds A LOT like the seven deadly sins, but isn't. My crazy mind just created the story.
As always,
Enjoy!
~Kyvena
::~1: I'm In Love With An Angel~::
"Welcome, I trust that you will no doubt hear my story as the tapestry is unveiled. This is a story that you may already know, or it may be that this could also be your first time hearing these words that now come from my mouth. However, it is up to you, and you alone for either your curiosity to get the better of you... or, that your keen ears are now wishing to acknowledge the wisdom that shall now be spoken. For now, allow me to begin with painting a visual picture for you."
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"This is a story that is truly of your own interpretation. So it could have taken part far within your past, yet another will envision this as it being the present, but another shall see it as a future that has yet to have even be told. Yet for I, this story took place thousands of years ago... yet I can still remember every detail perfectly."
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"Long ago, these lands did not just hold one race that governed the earth, no. There were many accountable races that held true within body, soul, and magic. However... war plagued these lands and tortured many souls. Demons, feeling as if they should be the ones governing these lands that you now walk upon in harmony, began to invade and splash forth the hell fire and wrath that they brought along with them. These demons were a large based family with a cold heart."
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"The blood red eyes that these demons possessed terrified all whom encountered them and the other races began to fight back for not only their rights, but their freedom as well. Their most troubling opponents, though, happened to be the race of angels. The war ravaged these lands and stole many lives, staining this very earth with so much unnecessary blood that had been spilled. Even the angels would spill blood if it was completely necessary. Yes, this was war..."
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"However, there was one thing that drastically changed the outcome of this war; yet started a new war at the very same time. The leader of the demons elite forces fell in love with one particular high ranking arc angel after many encounters of not only battling against her so many times, but the random encounters that laid within the times of resting to regain magical powers as well. Well, you now have the gist of the story that is now unfolding... the rest I leave to your eyes."
"INDRA, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!?" A singular female yelled while holding an angry, yet serious tone.
Rapidly blinking, the brunette then turned her head so that her long unruly locks that were held within a low ponytail would kindly chase after her, "Yes mother, I heard your mighty bellowing. However... should you really be shouting for my ATTENTION while I am in the midst of battle!?" Her sword, already clashing with the powers of another from the demon race as her sapphire orbs sparkled brilliantly and angrily.
The stench of blood and rotting corpses now littered the lands as the cries of help and groans of pain rang within her eardrums and echoed like a non-existing curse.
Wrinkling her nose up in sheer and utter disgust at the putrid stench now lingering within the air, the brunette felt the need to almost gag - hoping that she could mentally block out both - the horrid smell and cries of pain that now wafted into her nasal cavity and continued to echo within her mind; yet did not succeed, much to her dismay.
Indra, one of the four arc angels, completely sounded pissed off as she roared, "GO BACK TO HELL ALREADY! NOW, I WILL BE CLEANSING THAT FOUL SPIRIT YOU POSSESS!" Sword within her left hand, the sassy brunette shot her right hand out for a power of light and lightning, contrast of the demons power of darkness and fire, to be released in one swift flash before moving on.
Shooting her hand out, the goddess - Indra's mother - and the title that was only handed to those whom were worthy of becoming the leader of the angels - then attempted to stop her daughter, "INDRA, STOP! THE DEMON'S ELITE FORCE HAS ARRIVED!" Halting momentarily, the brunette arc angel lifted one of her dainty brows as her white cloak fluttered within wind, "SO WHAT!? IF I TAKE MADARA DOWN THEN WE WILL HAVE WON THIS WAR!"
She made it sound so easy...
Dashing forth with a grin, the leader of the demon elite troops then swiftly swiped his hand in front of his broad chest before shouting, "GO! LEAVE NONE ALIVE!" Noticing the long haired brunette slash through one of his demonic brethren, he became enraged, yet excited at the same time.
He found sheer utter joy in fighting this beauty, and if she had been a demon... well... she would constantly be called upon to join his bed chambers late at night.
Oh, Madara infuriated her to no ends with his devilish gleam, his poker face, and with how SEXUAL he had to make everything! The bad thing was, Madara knew Indra hated how he spoke to her and felt her up within the midst of battle. He got to kill two birds with one stone.
He could never kill her though, she was simply too much fun to dance with.
She could already sense him coming, "Dick..." she muttered angrily, yet regretted saying those words the moment he simply appeared in front of her with a smirk and hurled his fist towards her. Twirling her body around him as if preforming a dance routine, Indra then growled as her face began to burn brightly with anger, "MADARA!"
He loved how he could make this arc angel so flustered in such a short amount of time. Smirking that she had indeed dodged his punch, he then snapped around and coiled his arm around her muscular core before grabbing a single breast. Oh, she was beyond pissed off now, considering the fact that she hurriedly elbowed this man within the stomach - causing for the muscular male to grunt slightly.
Snickering and wiping a small trace of blood from his lip the moment he bounced away, he then folded his arms and graced this beauty with one of the coldest glares she had ever witnessed as he spoke, "Indra, how nice to see you again," his tone, filled with no emotions, and his blood thirsty eyes darkening considerably as he glared towards the brunette.
The sassy brunette then gave the moody leader one hell of a dry look, "Yeah, the feeling isn't mutual." She really should have been paying attention due to the fact that Madara was now smiling.
That's never a good sign...
Shooting her sparkling sapphire orbs towards the sky, she then witnessed Izuna, Madara's younger brother - going straight for the kill. Engulfing a single foot with her light magic, the arc angel then back-flipped and her foot connected with Izuna's jaw before sending him flying.
Madara was so entertained at this point - well, until he heard his younger brother yelling at him, "BIG BROTHER, WE CAN TAKE LADY INDRA DOWN TOGETHER!" Grossing out at the fact that she had just been given an honorific title, Indra held her hand up - effectively confusing both brothers in the process before speaking, "Just Indra, Izuna."
Witnessing this demon begin to blush furiously was too much for her to handle as she began to bubble over with fits of giggles, much to Izuna's dismay.
Slightly turning her head to check up on her daughter, only to witnessing the arc angel cracking up at the blushing demon; causing a heavy sigh to escape from the mother of one of the four arc angels she had given birth to. The goddess knew Indra was filled to the brim with love, knowing that would be her daughter's downfall one day.
Naive...
Snapping her head side to side, the goddess began to quickly notice that the elite squad was now taking her angel warriors down one by one. Gritting her teeth, she hated admitting defeat... yet then turned her head back towards one of her three sons, "NARUTO!" Almost as if he knew what his mother was thinking, he quickly nodded and began to wave his arm backwards as he hollered, "FALL BACK, ANGELS! FALL BACK!"
The goddess then nodded, yet noticed that Indra was now fighting with Madara again. Both arms now clashing against one another with a strike so powerful that it left a dent within the earth they had been battling on. Peering her head to the side, the goddess then witnessed the second in command - Izuna - merely standing there as his face burned brightly before snapping her head towards her two other sons, "HASHIRAMA! FALL BACK! ASHURA, GET YOUR SISTER!"
The two nodded towards their mother and Hashirama called out to his troops to fall back while Ashura appeared before Indra and scooped her up before shooting upwards with his pure white feathery bound wings in place as Indra began to flail angrily, "ASHURA! LET ME GO," the furious brunette screeched in a highly pissed off tone.
Sighing heavily at his only sister and shaking his head, the short haired brunette began to fly away while huffing, "Elder sister, you are next in line to become the goddess! Act more dignified," he claimed in an annoyed tone that his sister would not stop her angry flailing until hearing her younger brother's words. Allowing her own wings to extend, Ashura then released his older sister - yet regretted it the moment he had done so.
Freedom!
Indra then vanished from her younger brother's sight and brought her fist downward at Madara with an alarming speed. Izuna had finally snapped out of it the moment the long haired arc angel had vanished, only for his older brother to begin bickering at him until the younger of the two's eyes widened profoundly, "BIG BROTHER, LOOK OUT," Izuna yelled before pushing his big brother to a safe distance.
For known odd reasons, Indra adored Izuna and her orbs widened immensely. Shifting her body to angle differently, she slammed her fist in to the ground beside the younger demon; causing a massive tremor.
"IZUNA! WHAT IN THE HELL," Indra yelled as she erected her body, getting in the male's face while pointing her finger angrily in his face. Giving the brunette a dry look, the now, second in command of the elite demon squad gave a hefty and dreaded sigh, "Did you expect me to just ALLOW you to hit big brother, Indra?"
Growling softly, she then jabbed her finger into his chest painfully, "I DID NOT ASK YOU TO THROW LOGIC IN MY FACE!" This outburst only caused Izuna to chuckle softly, "Indra... you are being far too cute."
In all honesty, Izuna was extremely infatuated with Indra, yet would never actually show it due to his leader's law. His face blank and showing no emotions, he glanced back the moment he picked up on the sound of his big brother groaning as he pushed himself out of the crater that his body had created once landing.
Rubbing his head almost angrily, Madara then mirrored the arc angel before barking out, "IZUNA! WHAT IN THE HELL!"
Shaking his head, the second in command of the elite troops that the demon clan held then peered back towards the arc angel, "Indra, leave now, but remember my warning to you..." Izuna then folded his arms as he peered back towards his older brother, "Don't do anything stupid..."
As Indra sat there being yelled at by her mother, which she completely tuned out, the brunette slightly tapped her finger against the dip of her lower back. Noticing that her mother had finally finished screeching like a banshee, the second in command then gave a slight bow, "Forgive my actions, mother. I truly wish that I could take back disobeying your orders. Now, if you will excuse me."
Walking to her room to change out of her battle attire, the sapphire eyed lass silently bickered the entire way there. Once changed into a new solid white cloak that was perfectly set into place and a pair of jet black bar-stirrup leggings, Indra then left her room with no shoes on so that she could feel the earth between her toes.
Releasing a heavy sigh as she ruffled her unruly locks, the brunette then allowed her wings to sprout from her back before shooting off towards a secluded area that held a river within its midst. Landing and allowing her angelic wings to vanish, Indra then sat against a cliff to once again, release a heavy sigh.
Madara was now being yelled at by the demon king as his younger brother stood beside him with a stoic facade - apparently also being yelled at as well. Once the raging bitch fit subsided, the moody male then gave a firm bow, "Forgive me for not killing Indra when I should have... father." Fanning his hand away from him, the demon king apparently was dismissing the two brothers so that he did not have to see their faces at the moment.
The two brother's then allowed their pitch black - almost bat-like wings - to appear before he and Izuna then bolted to the same river and cliff that Indra now sat at. Once landed, the moody male then rapidly blinked his onyx jewels as he muttered, "This magic belongs to the angel race..." Nodding his head, Izuna silently agreed as the two then began to push forward.
Growing closer to this magical power, the two males then heard her, "Hey Madara and Izuna. I see that I injured you both... come and lie down so that I can heal your wounds."
The heir to the demon race was so confused considering Izuna simply walked forward before lying down and smiling freely, "Thanks a ton Indra."
Madara then cautiously approached the arc angel, whom was healing his younger brother that was most definitely stronger than him, before lying down himself. Turning towards this brute of a man, Indra quickly located Madara's wound before healing it with haste and ease. Glancing towards the two demonic men, she released a heavy breath of air, "How does it feel you two?"
Amazed that he was completely healed up, Madara then spoke with a bland tone, "Thank you, Indra. I feel much better now... So, why did you come out here?" Glancing her sapphire orbs towards the male with the long unruly locks, the brunette released a gentle breath of air, "I was yelled at for two hours and needed to get away from all of that chaos."
Understanding her logic, he then nodded as she turned to peer at him, "What about you?" Shrugging, the moody male then gave a simple and bland reply, "Same."
Indra found this so incredibly ironic that she released a light fit of laughter, "How ironic! Well... I can only guess that the demon king ordered for you to kill me..." Glancing down and releasing a shaky breath, Indra continued, "At this point, it doesn't seem like such a bad option..."
Izuna's eyes widened at this as he took Indra's hands within his own, now scolding her like a lover, "Do not speak such nonsense!" Tilting her head towards Izuna, Indra gave a soft smile, "I was only kidding Izuna. No need to fret about what will never come to pass."
Madara could only watch in disbelief. He now knew, yet had to ask, "Izuna... you have fallen in love with this angel scum, have you not!?" Turning his head towards his elder brother, all he could feel was a rough punch to his cheek before hurled away; causing the long haired brunette to gasp sharply before running towards him, "Izuna! Are you okay!?"
Wiping the blood from his mouth, Indra then wrapped her arms around the young man protectively, "DO NOT HARM IZUNA!" Indra's locks were now loose and fluttering violently within the air and Madara could only glare at the arc angel, "You must have placed a spell on my younger brother!" However... Madara knew that was far from the truth.
Sapphire eyes could only blink rapidly, almost as if she were confused, before cackling at such claims, "Madara, I did no such thing!"
He could not listen to, nor believe any of this nonsense as a deep scowl laced upon his noble features, "Tell me Indra, why should I believe you!?" All the arc angel could do was rapidly blink as she placed her pointer finger against her cheek, "Well, it's because I like you two," she claimed as she flashed a brilliant smile that made Madara dumbfounded to the point as to where he could only rapidly blink.
"You, WHAT," the moody male yelled, yet the brunette did not even seem slightly phased about this outburst as she replied calmly, "Must I repeat myself, Madara?"
Shaking her head slightly, she then released Izuna and allowed for her wings to appear as she stood, "Well, I suppose I will see you two later!" Madara could only stare and just as she began to hover, she tilted her body down and took the younger brother's hand tenderly, "Do take care Izuna..."
Nodding his head, he could only hold her hand tightly within his gloved gentle grasp, "You as well, Indra..."
"Now you see the issue, young ones. I had fallen in love with the second in command of the elite forces of the demon clan, Izuna. What posed the biggest problem though, was his older brother... Madara. Truth be told, Izuna and I were once bitter enemies on the battlefield and off of the battlefield as well."
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"I do suppose I should take you much further back so that you can gain a clear mental image of how we once treated one another. The biggest issue with Izuna and his brother, Madara; was the power struggle. The demon king soon enough found more potential within his younger son... than within his older son. That is what created the enormous rift between the two siblings."
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"I never wished for such a rift between family to happen... no. I must take responsibility, yet not show remorse. Love is a powerful thing that binds all to its chains no matter the race or species that are entangled within the mighty hold. So let me start from the very beginning. The beginning that shows no love, nor remorse for whomever was killed. The beginning that tore a family a part. The beginning that brought this war to an end..."
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"Most important... the beginning that brought our love together, yet, that same love is the beginning that brought us to a metaphorical end. Should you wish to know, then please, heed my words and brace yourself for much pain and sorrow. The very same pain that we unintentionally brought upon ourselves."
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"However... that pain... was more than worth it..."