Demon's Angel ~ A Contestshipping Story

Chapter 14

Darkness coated everything. The Demon couldn't see anything. Usually darkness was comforting, but not this. It was too dark. Fear wrapped itself tightly about Drew's heart. His breath quicken. Calm down He ordered himself without prevail. Then, a light appeared.

The Demon soon found himself stepping close to it. Every Demon knew where there is light in darkness, there is usually Angels. And Angels kill Demons. Stop moving! He ordered his legs, but they refused to listen. A burst of light so bright Drew had to cover his eyes.

"Am I that repulsive," May said. Drew peered out to see the smiling Angel. "Drew?" She was in a white robe, two large dove like wings behind her. Drew couldn't speak; She was...lovely. The Angel strolled close, then, much to The Demon's surprise, wrapped her arms around him.

Finally, Drew was able to find his voice. "What are you doing?" She didn't answer just looked up at him, smiling softly. The Demon tried once more, in a harder tone. "May, tell me what are you-"

Before he could finish the Angel kissed him, cutting him off. Needless to say, the Demon was shocked-but more than that, he was delighted and gladly kissed back. She pulled her arms up to wrap them around his neck. After she did so, Drew felt a suddenly pain pierce his heart.

Gasping, he pushed the Angel away. Looking down, his eyes widen. A Sealer Pendant hand around his neck. Wincing, he fell to his knee.

"Heh," Drew's head snapped up. "And you think you can get revenge." Norman stood with his arms crossed and a cruel smile on his face. May beside him with the same smile on her face.

"You're weak, Demon," May sneered. "Weak enough to lust for an Angel." She turned and left as Norman took the sword out from its hilt on his side.

Unable to control himself, he yelled, "May, why?" She paused and looked back at him.

"Honestly! I'm an Angel. I try to protect people from monsters like you." May's eyes narrowed with venomous hate. "Do what you came for, Norman." Then Norman raised the blade.

Drew jolted up, breathing heavily. "Just a dream." He sighed. "Good. That was..." He trailed off, shaking his head.

May leaned against the window frame, watching the last few rays of sunlight disappear. She frown. She was pretty much nocturnal now, but she still missed her old life.

The angel sensed the Demon's presence before he could even speak. "I know you're there."

"You're getting to good," Drew said, leaning on the opposite side of the window frame. "Why are you up early?"

"If I were ever to get back home-"

"Don't get your hopes up," He cut in.

"If I were ever to get home, it would be strange." May finished. "I mean, I've lived in Hell for almost half a year. I must be different."

"You aren't. Your still a ditzy announce, if you want my opinion," Drew responded.

"I didn't ask for it," May retorted. "I know I'd get sideways glances and pitted looks."

"Punching and taking their sight might fix that," Drew suggested. She gave him a 'you're-joking-...-right?' look. "Okay, hurting people, bad idea...for you. Honestly, you could just be indifferent. That would show your strong...or slowly going crazy. Either way."

"Why are you even telling me this? It's not as if I'm ever getting back," She sighed.

"I'm glad we understand each other," Drew yawned. "Well, good night, Angel."

A/N: Guess whose back? 😉