Chapter 1
I don't know why I decided to write this. Boredom, probably. Boredom is a major issue when you're locked in a prison. And here come the prison guards now. I don't deserve what's coming, but I'll face it. And I've started this, so I won't stop this either.
Angels are real. I know because I'm one of them. And yes, demons exist too. Same with the mer. For us they go by different names but I'm not going to confuse you yet. I'm one of the sixth family of angels, the vashikas, also known as warriors. We save creatures from demons. We try not to harm anyone yet this doesn't always work. And when it doesn't, there is a major problem. For example, this.
"Come over here! We have a mission!" shouted Control. She is in charge of handing out missions and she isn't exactly appreciated. Some blame her for the death of young angels. Of course, Control blames the school system. I stride up next to her. "We have a probable attack. Year, 1995. Port of Kobe, Japan. Demon is strong but compared to you...." I am rather famous for strength around here. I've beaten everyone except The Lord and that's for good reason. We're not allowed to see him. Ever.
I then found myself suited up in gear with Control whispering into my ear. In Port Kobe. I saw a ship with a young man nearby. "He's the target." I stay looking straight at him. He notices, stares at me, then shouts at me. Suddenly I don't care whether he gets killed. He blew my cover! I regain composure and search for him again. There he is. And the demon is right behind him. Wonder what type he is. Behemoth, incubus, possessor? (By the way, there is no stereotyping here. I just happen to be female and the demon just happens to be male. Get over it.) I walk over to the demon. He doesn't seem to be part of any of the demon classes. But he has to be! Unless... "Return! You must return now!" Control screeches in my ear. I don't.
I stroll up to the 'demon'. "I suggest you return now." Yeah, great going me. Stroll right into danger. "Why should I? I mean, there's a good meal right here and I'm starving.." says the demon. Control gives me the idea that it might not be a demon though. "Evaine, return to your castle now." Evaine is the Demon King. You probably know him as Satan. The target notices us (finally) and strolls over. Seriously, what's with all the strolling? I stroll, he strolls and I bet Evaine strolls too. Anyway, Evaine sees him come too. "Well, hi there. Glad you could make it." Evaine smirks. I systematically jump in front of the human. He looks shocked. He should. Evaine continues,"I even have a present for you. Hope ya like it." Then he pulls out a gun.
The human is shocked. "Hey, what's going on here? Why've you got a gun?" I wonder what his name is. Mr. Obvious, maybe. The target starts to run away. Evaine just laughs. "Where ya goin', dude? You'll be comin' with me." The Demon King speedily strolls (told you) after the target. I run to the target. He beats me. Control is still screeching. "Why aren't you out of there yet? Get out! That's Evaine!" Again, I ignore her. The target is now just a step away from falling in the water. Evaine is just in front of the target. I run to the both of them while they exchange witty banter. I will never understand guys. I reach them just in time and push the target into the water. I then start chanting. Sana, protegat, supernatet. Heal, protect, float. I know the target is safe now. Evaine can't enter the water. He's the embodiment of fire itself! And guess what? The embodiment of fire itself is angry. "You'll be sorry. You angels have had your last hurrah. You are DEAD!" And that's when I woke up.
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SpiritualNever doubt a warrior. Samantha White is just your average kid. She's in the school choir, plays netball and adores her friends. All that was torn away from her so she could save the world. And when she saves us, she will die.