Short scenes

(Demons and Angels AU) Hell

Chaos, everywhere. People getting slaughtered in the streets, destruction all around. Dead bodies and decimated buildings littered the city. What kind of place is this if people are going to dropping like flies left and right, it would be absolute hell! Well, we are in fact, in hell.

A small figure silently weaved and bobbed between the debris and scattered flesh all over the streets, it disgusted him so much, and that he's seen it so much, to the point that he's used to the sight. He's pretty sure that he's the only one who doesn't harm, let alone kill other demons. Why do you ask? Well, he's not a demon, rather, a fallen angel.

He quickly slips into a house, watching the massacre through a boarded window. "Got your food, Eric?" A voice snickered behind him, Eric turned around, seeing his dear....not so dear friend, a demon with a certainly scaley look to him. "Yes Blake, god fucking- it was your turn to get the groceries, and your horny ass knows that."

"Hey! I'm not THAT horny!" Blake retaliated, his dragon-like tail flickered in anger, his wings spread wide open, a puff of smoke escaped his mouth.

With a raised eyebrow, Eric points to Blake's outfit, an oversized t-shirt showing his shoulder, and pants so tiny you'd be forgiven if you thought they were undergarments, he wore a sex collar around his neck, with the chain removed. "You and Steven bone each other like every other day! It's hard to get to sleep when your roommate is screaming 'Harder Daddy!~' at four in the fucking morning!"

".....Good Point. Just- drop it, go eat your lunch or some shit," Blake bashfully blushes, wrapping his wings around his body. "Hey, KeKe~ You up for round two?~" A deep voice spoke from behind him, two arms wrapping around the dragon demon's body. A towering demon, with ram horns, a small fluffy tail and two hooves for legs looked at Blake with lust in his eyes. "Mnh~ Hell yea Snowball,~" Blake responds, his boyfriend's cold breath sent shivers down his spine, arousing the small demon.

"IN YOUR ROOM. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU TWO BANG IN FRONT OF MY GOD DAMN MAC AND CHEESE! STOP GETTING BLAKE HORNY STEVEN!" The sudden scream from Eric startled the two horny lovers, they turn to see him eating a bowl of macaroni and cheese. "Nnh!~ Just deal with it, Eric!" Blake huffed, his tail flickered with annoyance."Well hey, if you get horny one day, you know which two to join in on~" Steven smirked, starting to nip Blake's neck, the sudden jolt of pleasure causing Blake to let out a little gasp. Steven pushes him on the couch and starts to ravage Blake's neck, rewarding him with lewd mewls and soft moans.

Eric just rolled his eyes, grabbing his bowl and slinked into his room, letting the demon couple do their thing. The room wasn't that bad, a nice comfy bed with a small desk near the window, a tv sitting across the room. He lies on the bed, placing his small bowl of a meal on his desk. He misses heaven a little, but he'd be better of living here than harming Erold even more. Eric closes his eyes, remembering the day he fell.

"ROLD!" He wailed, seeing his dear brother fall to the clouds below. He dove down, desperately trying to catch him before Erold gets hurt, even more, his hands stretched out. Grabbing Erold by the body, they both plummet to the ground, ploughing into a grass field. Eric felt an agonising burn in his appendages, glancing behind to look at his wings. They were horrendously burnt, the feathers singed off, showing the bare skin and bones of his wings. His tail wasn't doing too good either, it faced the same problem with his wings, most of its feathers scorched off.

Eric panicked, they were in the mortal world, they're not supposed to be here. He glanced at his injured brother, cuts and bruises littered Erold's body. A small bead fell out from Eric's pocket, a golden sheen glazed onto it. That was his ticket back to heaven. He placed the bead under Erold's tongue, reciting a spell in a mysterious language. It worked, a blinding blue light flashed, And his brother was nowhere to be seen.

A small hole caught his eye, it looked like it went on for ages, an ominous purple glow emitted from the hole. This was what the archangels were referring to. The entrance into the fiery pits of hell. He knew that he would be punished for hurting his brother, let alone the punishment for entering the mortal world. He'd be sent to hell either way. And without a second thought, he jumped right in.

Eric woke up with a gasp, his wings spread out in shock. Eric breathed heavily, tears pricked from the corners of his eyes. He wishes that he wasn't such a hothead, he wishes Erold didn't follow him, he wishes that he didn't glide through the gates, he wishes that he didn't hurt Erold. He wishes he can see Erold once more. His thoughts were interrupted from the moaning that could be heard from outside, Blake and Steven were at it again.

Eric sighed, laying his head back into the pillow again.

Another day in hell.