Chapter One:
Once again I peered into the café, seeing if there were any scraps lying on the floor for me to steal. But this time, I don't know if it was my sleep deprived eyes playing tricks on me again, my pupils focused on the figure of an angel. Her long brunette hair rested gently around her pale swan-like neck. Even though she wasn't in a dress, her long slender body showed through her tight black pants. Those small glasses she wore could not hide her sparkling golden-green eyes from me. Before me a goddess sat, typing something with her lengthy fingers. Then, as though she had heard my pounding heart beating, she turned her head with a snap. She was looking straight at me with those dazzling eyes. I could have stared at her all my life, but my starved body wouldn't allow it.
My head grew dizzy with hunger and I fell off the trash can I had been standing on. When I hit the ground, I made quite a bit of clamor, so I quickly darted off into the shadows that were my home. For what seemed like hours I sat against a wired fence, the women's appearance was dancing around head. My fantasy was shattered by the deep growling of my empty stomach. With some difficulty, I rose and did my daily routine of searching the trash for provisions. All I could find that was slightly edible was some aged Chinese noodles and a half eaten pear, which I gobbled down in a second.
Feeling faintly rejuvenated, I decided to return to the coffee shop in hopes that the angel had not departed for heaven already. I must at least know what her name is, so I can understand the word of god himself.
On my way though, the devil stopped me. A group of people who normally gave me trouble emerged in front of me. The alpha-male of the gang was a companion of mine until he had seen the mark that hell had given me. His name was Krad.
"Well, if it ain't the carcass of 'ell," he spat. As he talked his groupies surrounded me. "What brings ya to our part of 'his city?"
"I was simply looking for some food Krad, I didn't mean to trespass," I said softly. Everyone around me took delight in my response.
"Oh dear, little corpse," Krad smirked. "It looks like we're gonna have ta tax ya for comin into our shop." He cracked his sausage fingers and flexed his muscular arms.
I don't remember what happened next, all I can remember is getting a massive pain in my stomach and falling to the ground. My vision went blurry, but I thought I saw the angel from the café running up, surrounded in a beam of light, and waving something. Before I could see anything else, everything went dark.
I woke up to a stinging sensation on my forehead. I groggily opened my eyes to an indistinct mess of color. Something, or someone, was moving around me and whipping my head with something cool. My eyes forced themselves shut again as I went into a fevered nightmare…
I was in a cage surrounded by laughing demons. One of them stepped into the cage and pulled my head back. I could feel its greasy hands tug off the mask I wore on my face. Once my mask had been removed, everyone screamed and guffawed at my putrid disfigurement. I tried my best to retrieve my disguise, but the mischievous sprite took it with him out of the cage. So I was stuck there, being teased over and over again. I could not escape…
As I sat there crying in my prison of humiliation, a bright light emerged in front of me. It was the angel again, that stunning lady. She reached her hand out and felt my head. The worried expression on her face surprised me. Why would she be concerned about such a disgusting looking person as me?
My surroundings slowly melted around me. The bars of the cage turned to light green wallpaper. The straw in the bottom of the cage became soothing blankets. When my hallucination had faded, I realized that I was in a comfy bed. To my greatest revelation, the goddess still stood before me, dampening my burning forehead and bandaging my wounds.
"What is your name?" I asked hoarsely. She smiled brightly and stroked the side of my face.
"Christine," she whispered…