No Yugi-oh owning…
The Perfect Innocence: Alive
It had been three weeks, three l-o-n-g lousy weeks. Enough time for me to think up my revenge. My arm was mended, back still ached. I still had bruises galore and my wings, they were forever damaged, never too be whole again. I had long since changed from my Orders' clothing, knowing they'd send some sort of division to finish me off. I was only suppose to be exiled from the heavens, but had made many enemies there. The Fifth Order sought me dead, and they planned to ensure it. But in all honesty, I changed my clothing for a different reason entirely. They were dirty, covered in blood and had tons of holes in them, damn landing. Besides, I no longer wish to wear such filth, and if I had it my way, I would never see those uniforms again.
I was once apart of the Virtues, making my way up through the ranks rather quickly, for I had a rare job among the angels. The day I was exiled I had been promoted to the Dominions, much to the distaste of a certain Virtue leader. I disagreed with many of the Virtues ways, and was better off out of the picture. I want the head Virtue to pay most of all; it was he the others followed; almost like mindless zombies, besides we never got along. Ever. Despite the Virtues name they weren't entirely virtuous. Their uniforms alone spoke of that. I had mentioned earlier about the claw on my left hand, well that wasn't all. The rank used the Chakrem, a circular blade used to throw at your enemies, in skilled hands it was very deadly, you could take out a small amount of lives in one throw by bouncing the blade off a wall. They wore boots, not sandals and had insisted your hair was tied back; guess who refused to do that one. The outfit although robe-like had armour across the chest and robed pants. But that's ancient history.
My garb was now plain, weapons on me at all times, hidden well. Sometimes I would see the shadows of my pursuers, perhaps they were expecting me to take to the air at any given moment, but how could they know my wings were so damaged? I would not show myself to them, not before I exact my revenge. The deed itself was disgusting, revolting and horrific, I could hardly wait to perform it. I might mention my views were a little… dark. That's why I was the assassin. Not all appreciated the way I thought and behaved, who could blame them. And now I was free, sure I was kicked out, but free nonetheless.
I had enjoyed the suffering of others, not in a monstrous way it's just that it held my interest. Dirty deeds did not bother me. And now, now I will show them how wrong they were for teaching me such skills. The Virtues valued innocence, heck, it was a common thing to value up there, but because of that, an innocent will suffer. An innocent will die. I refuse to let another be corrupted by those damn angels, those Virtues.
And I already knew just the one that would suffice for the deed. I had seen him many a time whist flying over the city. I had always flew when it was dark out, too dark to see a figure flying, in fact I knew he couldn't see me, yet as I passed by he had always looked directly at me, eyes never seeing but his head still followed my movements. I remember one time as I flew over his house he had opened his window, his head was looking around frantically. His eyes finally found me, and held there for a minute even though he couldn't actually see me. I remember how I had quickened my pace. Yet I had looked back and was puzzled enough to stop mid-flight. The boy, he had his hand outstretched in a helpless gesture towards me. He was crying and his head rested in the windows frame. I was puzzled by this, very puzzled. Still, to this day I know not why he cried, but that doesn't matter now.
Yes, he would be the perfect innocence that would suffer my revenge. He, and he alone would do, no other would work. I couldn't help but laugh. This was too perfect to be true. The boy, he seemed to sense when I was around, it would be more than easy enough to lure him to wherever I wanted, and then, then my revenge shall start.
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Draggy: Okay, I PROMISE that the next chapter will be a lot longer. I was going to do the Ryou one next, last time, but obviously I hadn't, so IT will be next.
Anyway, someone was interested with the Angel order thing. I got the idea for this fic after I found the order info on my computers dictionary (gee someone doesn't have a lot of spare time). Anyway, I thought, I'd list them, who knows maybe it'll get the clogs turning in someone else's head too.
(1) Seraphim
(2) Cherubim
(3) Thrones
(4) Dominators/Dominions
(5) Virtues
(6) Powers
(7) Principalities
(8) Archangels
(9) Angels
Like I said, I then looked for the demon ranks, but there wasn't any, at ALL! I even tried my computers encyclopaedia, and guess what. No demon orders. Sigh. So I only know of the above. I even tried looking up info on the Orders on the encyclopaedia but the only thing it said was that the Cherubim's were winged zoomorphic. (i.e. animal characteristics) That was it. Oh, and that fallen angels were all basically evil. (Rebels) So, that fits into my story fine. Actually, I learned that Satan was a fallen angel. That about sums up ALL the information I could pull. Oh! Only angels and archangels made contact with humans. Okay, THAT was it! *sigh*