Saints and Sinners

The One Who Ran

Koschei let out a laugh her form transitioning back to that of the succubus she was. "Then kill me!" She taunted him, her voice a serpentine hiss. "Does this form make it easier for you to do it?"
He knew she was taunting now. If there had been any remnants of Missy left behind it was gone. Missy wasn't real. He had to keep telling himself that. Missy was the creation of the succubus standing in front of him. He gripped the blade, lunging towards her but she was quick to step out of the path. She laughed again. "Doctor please. My story wasn't fiiiiniiiiished!" She complained, drawing out the word in a sort of whine. "Would you like to hear the rest?" She asked, dodging an other of his attacks. She fell back onto the bed once more, crossing an arm behind her head. She held up a hand, stopping him in his tracks as he went to attack her once more.
"Naughty boy." She pouted, tilting her head a bit. "I said: my story isn't ooooover!"
He growled, fighting against whatever demonic hold she had on him that was keeping him in place. "I should thank you though, for earlier. Gave me just enough strength to do this little trick." She said, wiggling her fingers on her raised hand. "Anyway. Those Angels fell to earth together but things didn't go as hoped. No. Rassilon wouldn't just banish them so they could live out their days together on earth, completely unscathed. He knew what happened when an angel fell. They either became inspired to right their wrongs and return to heaven or ran from everything they knew in the past life. And in some very rare cases they went completely and utterly insane." She stood up, going to her bag and pulling out his real blade. She held it up, examining it. She ran her fingers along the hilt where a single word inscribed on it. "Well when they fell to earth the two, Theta and Koschei,  were affected very differently. The fall drove Koschei mad and in turn Theta ran. He ran from his past and the woman Koschei had become. Theta's betrayal just drove her even more insane and she couldn't stop falling. She fell too far from grace and was consumed by the darkness and insanity that welled inside her. Soon enough the angel was gone. Turns out, angels who fall too far from grace become demons and considering her sin was for loving she became a succubus." She waved her hand through the air again, ripping her blessed blade from his hand. He was now left only with the replacement blade so she let him go. "And you, my love, you are Theta. You're the one who ran."
He shook his head. "No. I'm not... I'm not an angel."
"You know you are!" She growled. "You were wounded same as me in the vampire hunt. But there was no remnants of it when we returned here. Same as me. And I'm sure you've noticed that you aren't quite human or that you can't remember anything before being a hunter."
He fell silent. She was right. He couldn't remember anything and he knew he was a bit more than human, how else had he become such a skilled Hunter. "Why can you remember then? If I can't?"
She shrugged. "I had forgotten some of the angel things, it had been so long. I had to do some research. But our story will always be fresh in my mind, even if I don't remember the details I remember what happened. How I become this monster." She looked over the blade in her hand. "I've been looking for you since the beginning. I was angry at first, my demonic nature wanted to kill you. But after years I knew it wasn't your fault. I just wanted you back."
He stood his ground, letting her talk. He didn't remember any of it but for some reason he knew she was speaking the truth. "That's why I fell for you..." He muttered under his breath, more to himself than her. If he was this Theta it would explain why he'd fallen so fast for her. Why he felt a connection with her immediately. And not just because she was a succubus.
She nodded. "I never used my sway on you. What you did... What we did, that was your own free will..." She stepped towards him and was honestly shocked when he didn't back away from her or threaten her with the blade in his hand. "Please... Let me show you."
He nodded in agreement as she faded back to her human form. Her blue eyes pleading and desperate with him. She took his chin between her fingers and drew him in for a kiss, her lips lingering against his as she projected her own memories into his mind.
The memories were fuzzy, like she had said devoid of detail but the basics were there. Her and him. And soon enough his own memories were filling in the gaps.
He drew back, looking at her wide-eyed and still a bit confused. But for different reasons now. "How did you know it was me?" He asked.
She lifted the blade in her hand. "I didn't at first. Then you caught me with this damn thing and it hurt like hell. Which wasn't normal, even a blessed blade couldn't hurt a demon as strong as me like this thing had. But when I got a better look at it I recognized it." She pointed to the blade in his hand. "That one is mine. They're angel blades. Mine lost its abilities when I became a demon. But yours never did because you never completely fell from grace."
He looked at the hilt of the blade, examining it carefully. He had noticed the inscription on his before but never paid much mind to it, thinking it was just a brand. But he knew now it was his name, Theta. And the one on his hand was inscribed with Koschei.
It was true. They were angels. Or at least they had been at some point. But more importantly, they were lovers.