Chapter 10: Traitor

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(??? POV)

I stood on the Golden Gate Bridge, surveying the city. All these little humans, going about their pitiful little lives. I couldn't wait to kill them all. I was waiting for a visitor to come, someone I had met once before. Right before I was cast into the oblivion cage. The cage was a prison meant to to hold the worst of the Angels and Demons. Too bad I was neither. I felt the traitors presence behind me. "Took you long enough." "I was busy covering my tracks." I turned around and saw a teenage boy with silver hair and violet eyes. "I don't care. Be faster next time." "Fine. I trust the charm you put on the hybrid is still active?" "Yes. How did you know she would meet my welp of a counter part?" "I know these things." I sighed.

Prophets were so infuriating. But I needed this one, for now. "Doesn't matter. You know where the camp is?" "I thought that you were going to use the charm first." "My powers not what it should be. All I can do is feel her existence. But I still can't track them. "So why attack the camp first?" "I've found some friends who are willing to help me if I help them." "And you didn't just threaten them?" "They have, creatures. And I haven't mastered controlling my reapers." Reapers where my minions. They were designed by the people I was helping. "Fine. Now give me what I asked for. Tell me my past. You said you knew!" I turned around and looked at John, also known as Fate. "I lied." I stabbed a knife through his head and left. "Time to attack a camp full of hybrids."

(Unknown POV)

I was sitting on the beach with my freinds when it happened. The water started boiling. "Horhey?" I asked, since he had a talent for fire. "Not me bro." John came over. "That you birdy?" "No, and only Aria can call me that." Suddenly a pillar of steaming water erupted and out came a guy with a grey and red pair of wings. He was followed by a black helicopter flying over. It has AURAUS painted on the side. A blast of red fire ripped across the beach and a storm of dragons descended. Except they had scorpion tails. He landed and walked over. "So, who wants to die first?"

John pulled out a golden sword and rushed forward. The new guy just grabbed him by the throat and he turned to ash. His girlfriend, called piper, screamed. "NOOO!!!" Gold started popping up around the beach and The winged guy just sighed and made a pinching motion towards her. Suddenly she fell down in pain. "I would kill the rest of you. But I have to keep you alive, the rest of the camp is gonna die though." We knew we couldn't fight him and dropped our weapons. "Who are you?" I was still putting on a brave face, even though I'd just watch one of my best friends die. "I'm the Deadgate. But my friends call me Gate. And by friends I mean people I haven't killed yet. These fine gentlemen are called Reapers, and the dogs are Erasers. I suggest you get in the chopper."

We all piled in in the hope we wouldn't die. This new guy, this 'Deadgate', Had so much power. We all got handcuffed to the chopper wall by these dogs with wings. A man in a white, buttoned up lab coat, came in. He had brown hair, green eyes, and he spoke with a British accent. "Helloo all~ My name is doctor Salmes. All of you are now property of AURAUS. How's you're day going? You're all going to be subjected to extreme pain in a few hours, but how are you?" Aria snarled. "Fine. How's you're going you egotistical maniac. You the one going to be hurting us, or is it you're lap dog?" The Doctor had a surgical mask on, but he seemed to be smiling.

"Ah, Aria the wise~ I've been excited to meet you. Aspiring architect, brilliant general and quite a effective fighter. Tell me, what was you're first memory?" "Why do you care?" Salmes's eyes darkened. "Because if you don't I'll shove you're little 'birdy' out the window." He knew my nickname and how to scare her. "Me sitting with a book on the stairs. Why?" His eyes lit up. "For whatever reason that memory imprinted on you. Possibly because you're such a scholar. You could say that's you're cognitive birthday." "What doe-" He cut her off by screaming. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" He stabbed a cane into her eye and I watched as blood and a weird gel spilled out. I struggled against my bars, trying to reach his throat. "Good thing she was the least valuable. Gate, take you're pick." He looked us all over, then Horhey shot a fire ball at him after melting his cuffs.

Let me elaborate. Deadgate attacked a camp full of angel and demon refugees.

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