Contracts That Bind Us

Impulsive Chaos

Angel huffed as he looked at the items in his hand over. A black sweatshirt, another red sweatshirt, a gray t-shirt, a black t-shirt, a red t-shirt, some gray joggers and another black pair of joggers. Angel bit his lip, was he missing anything else? He glanced around the store once more, double checking that he had everything before making his way to the front.

It had taken him nearly forty minutes to get to the store which was already cut far too close in his time schedule. He knew there was no way he was going to get back within an hour let alone finish his shopping. He might swing past that butcher shop he saw on the way here, Alastor would probably love a piece of venison. Angel tapped the heel of his boot on the ground as he waited for the person in front of him to finish up. A small chill seemed to rush along his spine, and some of his fur prickled. Was someone watching him?

Angel glanced over his shoulder, satisfied that he didn't see anyone before he noticed the demon in front of him head off with their purchases. Dumping the articles of clothing on the counter, Angel looked over to the sparkly clips on the small stand. A bright pink heart shaped hair pin caught his attention as he plucked it off the stand. The pink jewels glittered in the light of the building as Angel dropped it on the pile, Alastor said he could get something. Once everything was bagged and he paid, Angel was on his way. The butcher was only two blocks back, an easy walk even in his crappy boots. Maybe he should swing past a shoe place and get some different ones. Shaking his head, Angel took a short cut down an alley.

His hairs bristled, as a shadow seemed to almost cover him. Angel felt his skin crawl as he started picking up the pace, he just needed to get to the end of the all-

A hand wrapped around his top right upper arm yanking him backwards and into the closest wall. The bag fell to the ground as Angel stared up into the heart shaped glasses, they were cracked along the left edge and the right side was bent. Valentino gave a low growl as he pinned the porn star so he couldn't move. Angel quickly glanced the moth over, taking note of the torn and tattered red coat. It looked like it'd been dragged through the mud as pieces of it were stained black.

"Hello, Angie." Valentino whispered his red teeth grinning back at the spider demon. Angel wanted to run and scream, get back to the hotel and hide away so the man couldn't find him again.

"H-h-Hi... Val..." Angel finally sputtered out. The moth smiled back as he pulled himself up straight, revealing his lower right arm in a sling. A burn marred the left side of his face, which disappeared into the fluff of his fur coat. It also appeared that he was limping, huh maybe Angel could get away. But he seemed unable to force his legs to move, as his head screamed at him.

"Missed you darling."

"What do you want?" Angel blurted as the Moth's grin faded.

"I want," Val slammed Angel into the stone again, getting a small groan to escape the spider, "to know where he is." Valentino snapped.

"Who?" Angel asked. Playing dumb might work here but in the back of his mind he knew it wasn't going to.

"You know who I'm talking about." Valentino hissed his claws digging into the spider's shoulder.

"I... he never came back to the hotel." Angel responded as he felt the claws dig deep into his fur hitting flesh.

"Then who are you buying clothes for? I don't remember you ever liking red and black." Valentino snarled as his claws finally pierce skin. Angel held the cry as he felt the blood starting to run down his arm. "Now," The grip on his shoulder disappeared as the moth's other hand went around the porn star's throat raising him off the ground, "you are going to tell me exactly where h-" Val cut himself off as he dropped the spider to the ground.