Hey! As you might have guessed, this chapter is going to be mainly Angelic Demon.
Angelic Evolution
Voice overs
Angelic Demon laughed.
"Natasha, why do you call me that?" Natasha smiled.
"Because I have no other name to call you when we are out in public. So I chose Melody because it is a part of my music, just like you." Angelic Demon sighed and shook her head.
"Then I guess that as long as we are together I'll be Melody." Natasha was silent for a moment. "Is something wrong?"
"Melody, what are you doing here? You are Atheist."
"And you are Methodist. What's your point?" Natasha sighed.
"My point is that there is no reason you would be here except . . ." Natasha trailed off. Angelic Demon smiled.
"Except to remember how we met." Natasha smiled.
"I didn't think that you remembered that it was here." Angelic Demon, or Melody as she was called by Natasha, smiled.
"How could I forget?"
FLASHBACK
Natasha ran through the streets. She glanced back very now and then. A man was chasing her. She had stopped him form hurting some girl in the streets so he started to chase her, screaming about how he would kill her. Natasha looked around franticly, trying to find some place with people to help her. She caught sight of a church and banged on the door. The man grabbed her as the door opened. He hit the priest, knocking him out. The man tightened his grip on Natasha's arm, causing her to hiss with pain. He pushed her into the church and slammed the door behind them. Natasha was thrown to the ground.
"Ya little whore, I'll teach you to mess with me." Natasha scooted away form him the best she could. He had a wicked gleam in his eyes and he started to undo his belt.
"Funny, I was going to say the same thing." The man turned and saw Angelic Demon glaring at him. Her hair was down for once, some of it tumbled over her shoulder. It was barely longer than her shoulders. Her black leather jacket covered her blood red halter top. She wore blue jeans and boots. Her eyes pierced into his. Other than some light red lipstick she wore no make up. The only jewelry she was was gold hoop earrings. Her hands were in her jacket pockets.
"Ah, look, it's another bitch here ta play." Angelic Demon smirked.
"Sure, if ya wanna call kickin' your ass playing, then I definitely am here to play." The man saw red as he launched himself at her. Angelic Demon rolled her eyes and side stepped him. As he passed her she rammed her knee up into his gut as she brought her elbow down into his back. The man groaned as he hit the floor. "Oh this is too easy. It I don't hold back it will be like abusing babies." The man stood up as he spat out some blood. "Here, I'll make this easy, I won't uses my hands." He threw a punch at her but Angelic Demon moved to the side once more and did a round house kick to his side. She watched him stagger back. Angelic Demon glared at him. "Here's a message from me to you." Angelic Demon took her elbow and struck him across the face with it. "Don't-" She twirled around and kicked him in the face. Blood poured form his nose. "mess-" She jumped up in the air as she kicked him, pushing him back and causing her to back flip and landed with ease. "with-" She kicked him in the stomach. He doubled over. "woman." With that she dropped to the ground and kicked his feet out from under him. Angelic Demon placed her foot on his neck. "Got it?!" He managed and indignant squeak as a yes. "Good." She smirked. Angelic Demon walked over to Natasha. She offered her a hand. "Are you hurt?" Natasha smiled but it was only a second as she yelled.
"LOOK OUT!" Angelic Demon spun around and caught the man's arm. A dagger was only a few millimeters away form her forehead. Angelic Demon glared and snapped his arm the other way. He cried out in pain as Angelic Demon hit him across the face with the back of her fist. The man fell to the floor, unconscious. Angelic Demon stepped on him as she walked away. "Wait!" Natasha cried out. Angelic Demon paused and looked over her shoulder. "Thank you. Please, tell me, who are you?" Angelic Demon smirked.
"You don't need to worry yourself about that." With that said, Angelic Demon simply walked out of there.
END FLASHBACK
Natasha smiled at the memory.
"I searched for you. I wanted to know your name so badly. I wanted to know who saved me." She laughed. "And who would have thought that I would spent weeks trying to find you only to met you again at the grocery market." Melody smiled slightly.
"And then we only realized that the other one was there when we both reached for the last box of Cheerios." Natasha laughed again and nodded.
"Yes, it was one of the more interesting things that has ever happened in my life." Melody sighed.
"Do you . . . does it . . ." She trailed off, trying to find the right words to finish her sentence.
"What? What do mean Melody?" Melody bit her lip.
"Does it bother you that I'm a mutant?" Natasha smiled.
"Of course it doesn't!" Melody glanced at her as she turned away.
"What about the fact that I used to be immortal?" Natasha watched her carefully.
"Does it bother you that, technically, I am much younger than you?" Melody sighed.
"No, that's not it."
"Then what brought about this line of questioning?" Natasha asked as she moved to be in front of Melody. Melody shrugged.
"I don't know . . ." An uneasy silence hung in the air. After a moment Natasha decided to change the subject.
"Melody, why are you wearing that shirt?" Melody blinked for a moment as she looked at Natasha in confusion. Then, a look of understanding passed over her eyes.
"Oh, well . . . no reason . . ."
"Please Melody, tell me. I know you prefer to wear backless shirts so as not to ruin them when you use your wings." Melody hesitated for a moment as she thought of telling her.
"Fine . . . there's some kind of mark on my back . . . it's where my wings come out . . . it's like raw skin . . ." Melody trailed off once more. Natasha waited for a second to see if she would finish her thought. When she didn't, Natasha spoke.
"A mark where your wings come out?" Melody nodded. "Have you told Ms. Heart about this?" Melody shook her head. "Are you afraid that you won't be able to be Angelic Demon?" There was a heavy silence in the air once more. "Melody . . . Angelic Demon . . . Hellwing . . ." The once immortal mutant looked up at Natasha sharply. It was very rare that she spoke of her other names. "Isn't it alright if you can't be Angelic Demon . . . I love you but you have lived so long as her . . . perhaps it is time to be just Melody . . ." Angelic Demon, Hellwing, or Melody as she was called by Natasha, glared at the violinist.
"Are you saying that you don't want me to be a mutant?!" She hissed. The violinist shook her head.
"Of course not! You know that I don't care if you are a mutant or an immortal or an alien! I am merely say that if you could get a break from your hectic life, wouldn't it be alright?"
"NO!" The old mutant snapped. "You are saying that you do not want a freak as your lover!" Natasha shook her head, tears threatening to fall. "You are saying that mutants are not good enough for humans!" A tear spilled from her eye. "And you are saying that we are-"
"NO! NO! That's not what I'm saying!" Natasha sobbed. "I love you! Please, please don't say it!" Natasha fell to her knees and grabbed the mutants hands. "Don't say it! I love you! Don't leave me!" Angelic Demon's eyes softened. "I love you! I don't care about those other things! That is part of who you are and I love everything about you! Please don't go! Don't go!" Melody pulled Natasha from the ground and held her.
"Forgive me! My anger grew out of control!" Natasha looked up at Melody.
"So . . . you do not want to leave me?" Melody shook her head. Natasha smiled.
"Natasha, I-AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Angelic Demon cried out as she fell. Natasha caught her barely and held her in her lap as she sat on the ground.
"Melody?! Angelic Demon! What is happening?!"
"IT HURTS!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE PAIN!!!!!!!!! IT WON'T STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Frank placed the glass in front of Lady Hawk. She looked up surprised at Frank.
"Frank? It is a rare thing indeed when you deliver a drink personally form the bar!" Frank sat down. "What is wrong?!"
"Angelic Demon is finally finishing the vision I saw of her years ago." Lady Hawk narrowed her eyes at him.
"What the hell do you mean 'years ago'?! FRANK! You had a vision concerning one of the Furies and you did not tell me!" She hissed. Frank glared at her.
"You were so damn busy with planing for your Mistress you did not care! You did not think to ask for any visions of after Rogue finished her journey as the vessel!" Lady Hawk closed her eyes for a moment then opened them after she calmed herself a small amount.
"Then what, pray tell, is this vision?" She snapped.
"Angelic Demon is with the violinist Natasha." Lady Hawk raised an eyebrow.
"The famous Russian violinist? Why would she be with her?" Frank sighed.
"Because that's her girlfriend. Angelic Demon will no longer be able to constantly help with your missions as she has done before." Lady Hawk looked at him horrified.
"What the hell do you mean?!"
"Do not worry, like Smokescreen she will still help with things to come. Unfortunately she will not have the strength to undergo her mutation and sprout wings whenever you decide that she needs to go out on a mission." Lady Hawk watched him with concern. "She is finishing what Faye Ma'at had stopped long ago."
She screamed. That's all she could do. Natasha held her as she screamed. Natasha grabbed her hand as a means of support.
Frank, tell me. What is exactly happening to her?
Tears streamed down her face as she screamed. Natasha bit her lip to fight back her own tears. Natasha had to be strong for her love.
Faye Ma'at stopped her from evolving to her full potential. That was the price for her immortality. My visions have not told me of the price Smokescreen and you have had to pay so do not ask.
Two thin bones started to rip out of her back. The blood ran down them as they forced their way out. Natasha looked on with horror as the blood was spat onto her face. But she did not pay any mind to it. All that she was paying attention to was her love.
How is she evolving? How can she evolve more than she already has?
The thin bones that had forced their way out were bent all the way at the joint so they were coming out but going back down. The blood that coated the bones seemed as though it was already starting to dry. Natasha looked down as she felt Angelic Demon tighten her grip on her hand as she screamed.
A mix between the two forms of her is coming forth. She is going to truly be Angelic Demon.
The blood seemed to change color. It turned to milky clear color. The bones seemed to become smaller as this slowly happened.
What kind of mix? Frank, how can there be a mixture for her?
The bones were no thicker then a small wire you might see on your computer mouse. They started to stretch out.
Lady Hawk, you know as well as I do that I may see the indefinite further, but never the outcome. I know that she will evolve. But I do not know what the finally product will be. Only a faint whisper of it.
There was a thin layer of milky clear skin in between the wings. There seemed to be small veins in the skin.
Frank, tell me! You know a vague outline of it. You must know more than that!
Finally, the wings were stretched out. Her wing span must have been over 10 feet. It looked similar to demon wings only they were white and clear. The blood could be seen flowing through the veins. It slowly turned silver. Natasha compared the skin of the wings to ones she had seen on butterflies.
I am sorry Lady Hawk, but I have told you as much as I know of this vision. I only know where she is and what is happening. Nothing more than that.
Angelic Demon slowed down her breathing. Her pants calmed Natasha somewhat. Natasha felt Angelic Demon let go of her hand as she pushed herself up the best she could. Her wings had no strength after the transformation and laid draped across the tile.
Lady Hawk sighed.
"Frank, please tell me if you have any more visions of this."
"I doubt that I will. I am sure that Angelic Demon will soon show you the new development of her powers the next time you see her."
"Angelic Demon is not always someone to predict. You know this as well as I do." Frank merely smiled.
Angelic Demon looked up at Natasha.
"Natasha . . ." Natasha smiled warmly at her.
"Yes?" Angelic Demon sighed as her arms gave out and she fell back into the violinist's lap.
"Just . . . let me rest for a moment . . . then I'll be alright . . ." She muttered as she fell into a deep slumber. Natasha smiled lovingly at her while she pulled out a cell phone. Angelic Demon had given her Lady Hawk's number in case any happened and she could not get her to safety. Natasha doubted that she would be able to more her like this. Especially with the anti-mutant dealings going on nowadays. She pressed in the numbers she had long since memorized in fear of such a situation.
Lady Hawk's phone rang. She picked it up and answered it.
"Hello? . . . Where? . . . Why would she be there? . . . She's Atheist . . . The first time you met? . . . Ms. Natasha, what has happened? . . . I see . . . very well . . . how long do you think it will be until anyone comes in there? . . . Marks? . . . I see . . . uh-huh . . . that would explain why she wore that shirt . . . do you think you will be able to move her? . . . No? . . . I see, I don't think I would be able to move her either . . . I understand . . . come with her? It is highly unusual . . . I understand that you care for her . . . I know that you love her . . . I guess as long as it doesn't get out . . . yes, I understand that you have known about her for a long time . . . yes . . . Alright, I'll be there shortly . . . yes, I am very glad that you know this number too . . . very well, I will see you soon." She hung up. "I have no doubt that you know that I need to leave." Frank smiled.
"Of course." Frank slid a piece of paper across the table and stood. Lady Hawk stared at it in confusion.
"What is this?" Frank smiled lightly at her.
"That is what is in the drink." ((Reference to Curse of Life.)) Lady Hawk watched as he walked off.
"Frank . . ." The mutant with the gift of future sight walked out of Lady Hawk's bar.