❝ I messed up, big time. ❞ You blame yourself.
Just as you're about to close your eyes and give in, you suddenly felt a presence of a person near you.
❝ Tsk, you poor thing. ❞
A man's voice snaps you back to reality.
❝ Looks like someone managed to...
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ᴛɪᴛʟᴇ: Unexpected Encounter
A year later...
Adam hollered that the portal would open soon as you hurried to approach him.
"Adam," you called out, tapping his shoulder to get his attention.
He turned around, a big grin spread across his face. "Well, well, if it isn't the hottest exorcist in heaven!" he teased, and you couldn't help but roll your eyes visibly annoyed at his greeting.
"Cut the crap, I just wanna make sure you remember your promise." you said, aggressively pointing at his chest.
He chuckled and crossed his arms, playfully acting offended. "Accusing me of being a forgetful assh*le, are we?" he joked.
"I didn't say that!" you retorted.
His tone softened as he assured you, "Don't worry, cutie, we're bringing your chic friend back." He reached out to pinch your cheek.
"For f*ck sake, Adam, stop with the cheek-pinching!" You shout as you swat his hand away.
"You sh*theads going to flirt all day?" Lute interrupted your moment with Adam.
You rolled your eyes, "I'm never flirting with this guy." pointing your thumb to Adam.
Adam grabbed his chest in mock offense and said, "Ouch!" with a playful grin.
"From the looks of it, you look like you are." Lute said with a straight expression.
Adam let out an awkward laugh and tousled her hair, "Ha-ha! You're so funny!" he said sarcastically.
A sudden yell from the other group of exorcists got you distracted for a moment, while Adam's attention turned to Lute and shot her a glare for ruining his moment.
☆☆☆
The portal bursts open as every exorcist rushed inside feeling eager to kill another set of sinners within hell.
While you, Adam, and Lute's goal was to find Vaggie as you decided to split off from them.
"I don't think we'll find her unless we split up," you said decisively. Lute nodded in agreement as you both looked at Adam, waiting for his response.
"Yeah, alright," Adam shrugged.
"I'll go this way," As you turned to leave, Adam suddenly grasped your arm.
"Wait," he said causiously.
Confused by his sudden action, you raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?"
He hesitated for a moment, "Oh, uh... nevermind, I forgot what I was going to say," nervously letting go of your hand.
You couldn't help but laugh. "Idiot," you said before spreading your wings open and taking off, in search for Vaggie's presence.
"Where are you, Vaggie?" you mumbled, hoping that she is still alive.
Suddenly, you stumbled upon an elegant demoness with an ethereal light grey-magenta skin, and cascading long hair, streaked with ominous black, engaged in a fierce battle against a lone exorcist.
As you prepared to rush and assist the exorcist, your heart raced as the demoness swiftly cut the exorcist's head off with a swipe of her enigmatic ballerina shoes.
The demon caught sight of you and lunged forward with incredible speed, aiming to strike.
As she launched her sudden attack, you were caught off guard but managed to evade just in time, narrowly avoiding the dangerous blow.
Although, her swift movement left a sharp cut on your cheek, and you could feel the warmth of blood trickling down.
You instinctively retreated, your mind racing as you braced yourself for whatever would come next.
She slowly paced around you."You chose the wrong sinner," she said coldly, her words pierced through the air making your blood run cold.
Before you know it, she struck once more, crashing you to the ground with wounds on your arms and legs.
Her quick movements made it impossible for you to counter her, you began to doubt whether you would make it out alive or not.
You weakly crawled for a desperate escape while the woman grabbed the dead exorcist's spear and walked towards you.
You spot your weapon nearby and stretched your arms to reach it, but you suddenly felt a force of someone grabbing your hair, it was the woman.
She pulled you before you could get a grip of your weapon, causing you to lose hold of it.
As you grappled to recover, you found her standing behind you, pointing the spear directly at you.freezing you in your tracks.
"Sinners using angelic weapon now, huh? that's new." You sneered as the woman glared and rammed the spear into your abdomen, causing you to scream in pain.
"If it's the only way to stop you, then I will use it for good." She replied.
"Good?" you mocked, while more pain from your wound started to kick in as you groaned.
The woman furiously gritted her teeth and raised the spear to stab you again. You rolled just in time making her miss her shot then finally, you grabbed your weapon.
With all your strength, you lashed out causing her arm to bleed and drop the weapon. Seizing the opportunity, you make your escape.
You found a secure spot to hide and slumped to the ground, propping yourself up against the wall.
You realized that you were losing too much blood as you urgently tried to staunch the flow with your hands, gritting your teeth against the searing pain.
You were starting to feel weak, leaving you unable to even rise to your feet. It became clear that your time was running out.
A thought of Adam and Lute who might be searching for you right now crossed to your mind. Or perhaps they'd betrayed you, just as they had done to Vaggie. You shake off the thought as you try to gaslight yourself that they would never betray you- atleast not this way.
☆☆☆
It's been nearly an hour, you can't believe you've managed to hold on this long.
Your breaths are becoming increasingly shallow, you start to doubt your trust in Adam. Tears start to roll down your cheeks.
"I messed up, big time." You blame yourself.
Just as you're about to close your eyes and give in, you suddenly felt a presence of a person near you.
"Tsk, you poor thing,"
A man's voice snaps you back to reality.
"Looks like someone managed to get the better of you," he adds, amused by the situation, subtly mocking you.
You struggle to focus on the man's face as your vision starts to blur. In this moment, you have no other options but to rely on the person in front of you. Without hesitation, you decided to accept your fate on this man's hand as you let your head drop, and soon everything fades to black.
