New York
Present Day
I run in the rain, jumping over the roofs of not too tall buildings with the aim of chasing the killer who is currently running under me. Yep, people nowadays are really annoying. Just right in front there is a bend that I can use as a shortcut. With perfectionist steps I jump over the roof of this building and stand right in front of him.
"Hey, there." I wave my hand at him. "I come in peace, well, also with the intention of punishing you but don't worry I won't kill you. So, you better surrender yourself and repent, that's your only chance."
"Shut the fuck up!" He says then fires the gun in his hand. The bullet aimed at me and hit my head. It feels so ridiculous, like a mosquito suddenly crashing into your forehead.
"Oh, human... you just made a big mistake." I change my expression to a serious one and walk over to him. While looking at the window next to me, I can see my eyeballs turning purple. A color I never thought would be mine. This human in front of me keeps shooting his gun at me, what's the big deal? Fine, looks like I'll have to expend a little effort on him. I walk as fast as the wind and hit him against the wall.
"What are you?" he asks fearfully.
"Me?" I laugh at the question. I take out my wings and aim them at his neck. "I'm your nightmare!"
He screams very loudly when he heard those words. Maybe he screams at the sight of my wings that nearly cut his neck, but who cares, what matters is that I win.
*
I watch from outside the police station as he turns himself in and the police leads him to his prison cell. How satisfied I am when I see a creature I hate finally being locked up in a cell. I walk away from there and fly towards my house.
In less than five minutes, I'm home and immediately heal my wings again. I clean myself up and finally lie down on the king sized bed with the Avengers patterned sheets. I'm not mistaken, who doesn't love the Avengers? I've even watched the movie many times and never get bored.
I was about to go to sleep, but suddenly a crashing sound startled me. Someone in old-fashioned clothes enters my living room. With a facial expression that I don't know, I'm not good at reading someone's expression.
"What is it, brother?" I ask him.
That's right, he's also an angel. His name is Harry. He is the most unemployed angel I have ever known. It's his job to keep an eye on the lives of humans, but for some reason he likes to come to my house. Maybe because my house is really nice.
"How many times have I told you, don't show our identity to humans, they can't bear reality."
"They're basically weak creatures, I think we're done discussing this matter Harriel, why do you have to bring this up again?" I complain.
"You weren't like this before, Ramsiel."
I stand up and bring my face closer to his. "Do you remember what happened when I got good? I lost my identity and now I have to live as someone else!"
"Being an Angel of Destruction isn't that bad, is it?"
"Oh, you think?" I say. "I never lived the life I wanted! And you can still say that it's not bad?! Did you forget who Wizkiel is?!"
He suddenly raises his hand. "Alright, alright, just chill, man. You're so scary with those eyes."
I lower my hand and back away.
"We need your help." He says.
"Oh yeah? Who's we?" I ask. "You and your subordinate 'Angels'? Or.. or this time, You're gonna ask for Dad's help? Because He won't help you, trust me!" I walk over to the drink rack and grab a vodka. Then I pour it into a glass and drink it before continuing this nonsensical conversation.
"Please, brother. You know that you're his favorite soldier, right?"
"I am not His soldier!!" I say. "If you just want to discuss this you better go Harriel, don't ever come here again. Do you understand?!"
"I thought you were better than this, but Dad was right, you're different. Maybe you don't realize it, but you too have failed as an angel. Just like Lucifer and Wizkiel." After saying that sentence he immediately flies and leaves my house.
"Lucifer and Wizkiel?" I exclaim as I spin my drink, then I throw the glass at the wall. "Shit!" I take my coat and fly out.
For those who don't know, Lucifer is Samael. After losing the battle, my father threw them both out and locked them in Hell. There, Samael is the leader of the demons, while Wizkiel is easily forgotten by Samael. Then Samael changed his name to Lucifer and made himself the King of Hell. From what I know, after my father took Wizkiel's power, He gave Wizkiel's power to me and made me no longer in love with love but became a bringer of destruction throughout the world. However, it's not just power that's inherited from me. I've been getting a bit out of control lately, I'm starting to see things the way Wizkiel sees everything, as a failure and something to be destroyed.
However, there is one person who can always make me smile and forget about it. I land in a park where no one's around. Then, I walk towards a large building that has Crimson Entertainment written on the outside of the building. From a distance, I see a woman walking out of the building while listening to music through a headset. I follow her and tap her on the shoulder from behind. She looks back and gives me a very big smile, the sweet smile I look forward to every day. She takes off her headset and immediately greets me.
"Ramsey?"
"Hey.." I say while waving slowly at her.
She suddenly hugs me and I can hear my very fast heartbeat. I'm sure my face must be really red by now. "It's so good to see you!" She says.
"Yeah.. me too." I say then hug her back. "Hey, you want some ice cream, the place we used to go?"
"Does that even need to be asked?" she asks me back. She takes my hand then pulls me and we finally walk towards the ice cream shop she's referring to. She keeps talking to me as we walk, and all I could do is stare at her and smile sincerely at her.
Dad, I think I'm in love....
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Destruction - English Version
FantastikRamsiel, the Angel in charge of Love, had to sacrifice everything that made him live after his brother, Wizkiel, cut his wings, and nearly lost his life. Wizkiel was finally defeated and no one expected that God, the Almighty would give Wizkiel's po...