Reunited

Fake

As E.J and I finished up making shit blobs in the C. D. I., we left and sat on the soft couch in the living room. The TV that was on only showed a series of comedy shows subtitled in Spanish. I guess one of them weren't from here. Angel walked downstairs yawning from a good ass nap. She joined us in watching 'Pretty Little Liars' while eating a bag of chips she stole from Ann. Sally walked around, bored out of her mind. She started to feel sleepy, so Sally accidentally flopped down next to a lamp who broke into smithereens. Okay, I didn't know lamps could do that.

Angel took caution of what happened and rushed over. "Sally! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" She quickly picked her up, finding out she was sleeping deeply. Angel looked around Sally for any scratch marks or scars. I looked at her while she was carrying Sally upstairs. I REALLY didn't know Angel was THIS nice. E.J then suddenly froze, as if pushed into an iceberg. "Mill....do you remember seeing Angel in the industry..?" He spoke slowly. I nod, still confused on what's going on. "Well...Angel's in HERE...." He panicked.

"That's a fake Angel!!"

I look at him with complete surprise. "But which one?" E.J looked at me. "The one in the factory," after he finished that sentence, we bursted into the factory and saw nothing but Angel floating in the air, with pitch-black eyes and red pupils. Black was dripping from her irises. "I see. So you found out," she said, and her voice echoed through the walls as if ten Angels were speaking at once. "Yes. I am. I am a dark spirit. But I came here for a reason," she suddenly stopped talking and shooted towards us, and pinning me, only me, onto the ground. "I came here for your powers. They're powerful, the flames and fire you hold...I know you want to stop me. Do you really think YOU can defeat me? I have an army. An army of lost souls which were taken by the rest of the Grimm reapers," she cackled. I stared at her in disbelief. But, If that's what she said is true, it's true. I shoot a small flame in her face and pushed her off. Angel screeched and tried to put out the fire.

I jumped up into the air, sprouting wings made perfectly out of clear fire from my back. They flapped viciously as I blasted more flames at her, leaving E.J motionless as of what's going on.

Angel dodged the flames, her face slightly scorched from the flame burst. Her eyes glowed with hate and fury. My wings beated in the air as Angel begun to create a small dark purple sphere. She cackled loudly as it grew larger, and darker. I looked at it suspiciously, getting prepared. Angel held the sphere at the tip of her index finger and harshly threw it at me, the sphere leaving a trail of black smoke. I dodged it, only to find out that the sphere followed me with speed. Angel laughed, her voice echoing through the factory walls. Thank fucking god it was empty. Note the sarcasm. "See, this orb of mine can't be destroyed. Any last words, biatch?" She smirked. I just shrugged. "No. In fact, I won't. Because I'm not gonna fucking die from a stupid orb!!" I grabbed the orb, totally oblivious to what's going to happen. As my hands clutched it, the orb glowed and black started to creep up my arms like vines. I didn't scream, for my own sake. The pain was unbearable; it felt like millions of thorns jabbing me in the limbs. E.J worriedly shook, not knowing what to do. He ran over, standing underneath me just in case if I fall. My eyes started to water as Angel continued to laugh uncontrollably.

I dropped the orb in pain, which disintegrated into small pieces of dust. I finally let out a horrifying scream, grabbing onto my arms which were completely black. The black oozed up my shoulders then slowly onto my back. My fiery wings disappeared and I fell from the air. "MILLI!!!!" Yelled E.J in panic, catching me quickly in the fall.

My vision was blurry, and the last sound I heard was the screaming of Angel before I passed out.