Codys perspective
I opened my eyes and was met with tree leaves. Slowly I sat up, "ow." I winced in pain. My back was on fire and it felt like my skin was being ripped open.
'I thought you couldn't feel pain when you're dead.' Suddenly I felt a presence so strong it was hard to breath.
I looked around the garden searching for something or someone. "Come here often?" I squeaked and turned. Behind me was a demon. Though he looked like the king of the Underworld. I shook my head looking down at the ground unable to hold his stare.
"You don't belong here, do you?" I looked up finally noticing how warm his eyes were and how laxed his wings were positioned.
I gulped and stood up, "my name is Cody." I said and received an eye roll. "Yes, I know that but, you can call me Danté." He laughed warmly. "So how did you die?"
I felt my wings sink to the ground, my chest becoming tight while my eyes started to burn slightly. "I died trying to win over a Divine Team." I choked out. Danté 'hmmed'.
During my depression, the pain began to intensify, sending me to the ground screaming in pain. I could feel it, my flesh begining to tear. 'Something's moving inside of me.' "Gahhhh!"
Danté's perspective
The blood curling scream made me tingle with excitement and shock. 'No, this is different. This boy doesn't belong here. He's going to become a Demi God and at the wrong hands.' I thought to myself watching the child squirm, clawing at his back.
"Ah, who knew he'd get his Godly Wings so early by just by being in Heaven." The Holy God strode up with an ear splitting smile.
"What is the meaning of this?" I yelled to my friend gesturing at the child. He stopped smiling and looked at me with cold, empty eyes.
"It's exactly what it looks like. I am going to help create a Demi God and teach him how to use his powers. Then I'm giving him to Nick so that we can enslave man kind." He chuckled. I was at a lost for words.
"B-But why?" He walked over to the child. "Because I'm sick of being the good guy and I tire of taking the burden of humans. They always complain and push their problems onto me. Why can't they just walk on their own feet for once?" He sighed bending down and rubbing Cody's back.
"You're God." I could only say. "And you're the Devil. Would you like to join my side? It' beneficial to the both of us." He asked. 'What'll happen... if I say no?'
"Gahhhh!!!! Stop!!!!" An ear splitting cry made me jump. God had literally pulled Cody's second set of wings straight out of his back. Blood staining his white wings. The child screamed in pain, digging at the ground.
"Stop this!" I took a step forwards but was halted by a finger pointing in my direction.
"Danté, you don't want to become my enemy again do you?" I glared at him.
"Perhaps you've forgotten. We were born enemy's." I growled drawing out a Demon Portal as God chanted a mantra summoning his Holy Armor. "From this point on. You are forever banned from Heaven! Danté."
Suddenly pure white chains shot out of the ground curling around my body and trapping my wings. Sizzling and crackling followed making me cringe. "You've lost your touch Danté." God said flying towards me with a long golden spear.
"In all that is unholy, I summon the hell hounds which can cross any boundary, come to thee, now!" I yelled. The ground began to open up revealing giant dogs crawling out from the pits of Hell. Their ravenous body's incheing closer to God, snapping at anything their large jaws could get a hold of, giving me time to escape the Holy Chains. 'Lucas, hurry up.'
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Stained Wings are the Strongest. (Old/Unfinished)
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