Heyy my people!!!!!! Well Chapter 12! I really hope you like it!
Listening to Build God then We'll Talk by Panic! At the Disco
Well, alright I officially understand why Angels hated the 9 Circles. They were horrible! The betrayers, the sinners, the most horrible souls of the universe, locked up here in a world of sickness, bloodshed, and death in eternity here, the land of fire and horror. Words cannot accurately express what this place is. It's different for everyone. Their worst fears, dreams, and nightmares design this place up. For the humans anyway.
As for the supernaturals, we saw it as it was. And even I couldn't describe the terror of this place. As you got farther in, you saw worse terrors. It got darker too.
"Ezra, how close are we?" I whispered. This place scared me shitless.
"Very close."
I felt warm liquid seeping through my boots with a bloodcurdling scream not too far off. Though it was too dark to see, I knew what it was. Blood.
"Welcome to the ninth Circle Evaline. Devil's Castle. Through the pitch blackness, I saw a glowing red and black castle, broken and rundown. Roars and creeks, and screams echoed. The ninth circle, exclusively made for the Devil himself, no human or very, very, very few amounted to his type of evil.
This was the Devil's home, as well as his prison.
"So where's our Angels?" Ezra asked.
"The castle?"
"Not likely, you actually want to see the King of Hell? Not many demons even want to do that. Mostly, few select higher up demons live there, then act as messengers to carry out the Devil's wishes." Ezra explained.
"And you know this how?" I asked condescendingly.
"Remember, I nearly once became a Dark Angel or Angel of Death. You tend to look into the things you get into. That and my parents were Fallen Angels, and I knew them longer then most. They taught me a lot of the knowledge I have today." Ezra explained.
"So where would the kidnapped Angels be?" I asked.
Without warning I was tackled to the ground, being punched and scratched at. I tried to throw the mystery attacker off, but I was pinned to the ground. Feeling my blood bleed into my hair, my wounds stung. I heard Ezra give a muffled cry, he'd been hurt and ambushed as I had. I spit at the first moving thing I could and my rage offered my mystical powers some intensification. In silver light I tried to burn the person off, but I felt their malicious smile, much to my anger, as they weren't thrown off.
Thing was, only Moonrisen Angels could figure out how to shield themselves against an attack like that meaning, my attacker was a Moonrisen Angel. A light flickered and juggling a ball of silver fire was my sister, Violeah with a pack of rogue Moonrisen Angels I knew. Chal, Teo, Deliah.
They all grinned evilly at us.
"We're right here." They said in union.
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Moonrisen Angel
Teen FictionMy wings are my curse. But also a gift. I am enslaved. By others like me. And when my masters are too weak to take control. They asked me to help them. Naturally I did. But what I found out was... Soon a war would rise. And I remember the cries.
