Angel and Demon, Princess and Prince, Slave and Master (FINISHED)

The Attack

Picture of Aaron (Tom Felton) >>>>>>>>

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Everywhere I looked.... instead of seeing white and gold, the colours of heaven. I saw the colors of Hell, black and red. The houses were on fire. Some angels were chained in shackles and being dragged to god knows where. Families were separated. Some of the angels were dead in the streets. A few demons were attacking. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at me. One of the demon’s pointed at me and everyone nodded and ran towards the castle. I ran back inside and locked the doors. I threw my door open and ran out

“MOM! DAD! HIDE, THE DEMONS ARE ATTACKING” I yelled.  Arlene, my maid came towards me and pushed me inside my room and locked the door.

“Your majesty, you must hide!” she said panicked. She grabbed my dresser and pushed it towards the door. I helped her as we moved a few more stuff. She then grabbed me and pushed me inside my walk in closet.

“I will come for you, when it’s safe to come out” and with that she closed the door. I backed away into my dresses and his behind a big yellow gown. I brought my knees up to my chest and rested my head on them. What is going to happen to me? My family? Everything was silent for a while and then I could hear the door to my room being broken and Arlene screaming.

“WHERE IS THE PRINCESS!?” a husky voice yelled at her

“I-I don’t know” she stuttered.

“LIAR!” the same man yelled again and he clacked his fingers.

“No, please! NOOOOOOOO!” Arlene yelled and then a thud. She’s ... dead! I let out a gasp a quickly covered my mouth regretting my action. There were a few footsteps and I could see 2 shadows from under the white door. He is right in front of the closet! Fear raised inside me as the door was thrown open.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I yelled out an ear piercing scream as the man gave me and evil grin.

“Hey guys, I found her” he chirped. Two other men came into view.

“WOW, Damian was right, she is pretty” one of them exclaimed. The first guy came forwards and roughly grabbed me by the arm.

“LET GO OF ME!” I shrieked as he tied my wrist behind my back with a piece of old rope.

“I DEMAND THAT YOU RELEASE ME!” I yelled before he gagged me with a piece of cloth. They dragged me out of my room by my upper arm. They lead me down to the throne room. On our thrones sat the King of the underworld. King Derek and at his feet crouched down on their knees were my family, mom, dad, and my older brother Aaron. The guards made me do the same and bow down to the evil man.

“What a pleasure for you to join us Miss Grace.” He said with a grin and I shot daggers at him.

“How delicious! I knew that one day you filthy angels will be bowing down at my feet. Now what to do with the royal family? Decision, Decisions” I glanced at my family, and they all looked worried.

“I have already destroyed your village so I’m sure you are suffering already.” Then he stopped and a smile played on his face. “I will enslave all the angels” he said. My father was trying to protest but the gag prevented him.

“How cute, the king wants to protect his kingdom, well too late!” He clacked his fingers and two of the guards behind us stood up straight.

“Take the children away, they will be sold as slaves” he demanded.

 One came towards me and the other went to Aaron. We tried to fight them but they were stronger. They pulled us away from our parents. We were about to leave the room when the king spoke up.

“WAIT! I would like them to see their parents one last time” He took out his sword out of his belt and with a swing our parents were on the ground surrounded by a pool of blood. I tried to scream. I am going to kill him! He will regret it! A tear escaped my eye as we were pulled away and thrown into a cage on wheels attached to the royal carriage. They replaced our ropes with shackles and took of our gags. The king came out later and hopped into the royal carriage. The horses started to gallop away from our home, our kingdom and our lives.

Aaron rapped his hands around me and said soothing words as I cried into his white shirt. Soaking it wet.