Angels & Demons--Harry Styles Fan-Fic

Prologue

"Victoria..."

I glance around frantically, unable to see through the darkness that I have suddenly been succumb to. My breathing begins to quicken, the air around me thickening with every second that goes by. I can hear footsteps around me, moving slowly across the ice cold concrete as if it is circling it's prey.

"Are you afraid?"

A chill runs down my spine as the deep, raspy, voice surrounds me once more. Tears stream down my cheeks uncontrollably as I back myself up into the corner of the dark room in an attempt to hide from whoever, or whatever, is following me.

"You can't hide from me Victoria...I can sense the fear coursing through your veins..."

I cover my mouth to try and muffle the uncontrollable sobs beginning to escape my lips. A million questions are running through my mind as the footsteps begin to move closer and closer to me by the second.

Where am I? How did I get here? Is this a nightmare?

I pinch myself in hopes that this is a nightmare and I would suddenly wake up...but I am left hopeless and even more afraid when my attempt to wake has failed. Almost instantly, the voice lets out an evil laugh...as if he is mocking me because of my fear and attempts to escape this hellish place.

The footsteps surrounding me suddenly come to a stop, giving me the overwhelming feeling that I am now alone. Tears continue to stream down my cheeks as I close my eyes tightly and begin to pray. I have never been very religious, but at this moment I feel as if God is my only hope to escape.

"God, if you can hear me...please, help me..." I whisper quietly through my sobs. Suddenly, a light at the center of the room turns on. I glance up to find a man standing beneath the light, facing directly towards me. Dark tattoos are marked across his muscular arms, chest, and stomach...though his face is shadowed by the darkness.

"Help me! Please!" I beg in desperation, feeling as if my prayers had been answered. He takes a step towards me, holding his hand out in my direction. I reach forward to take his hand, hope beginning to fill my veins with each step he takes towards me.

Suddenly, I feel as if someone has wrapped their hand around my throat...the grip tightening with each gasp of air I try to take. The man continues to move towards me, his hand held out in front of him as if he is the one choking me. My pulse begins to quicken as I frantically grab at my throat in an attempt to breathe.

"Please...stop..." I choke, pleading to the unknown man as he slowly steps towards me. He let's out an evil laugh, sending chills down my spine when I realize that it was him; he's the monster that has been in this room all along.

I watch him as he slowly raises his hand, lifting me off the ground as if he is controlling the invisible tether wrapped around my throat. I kick my legs uncontrollably as my feet lift off the ground, my vision becoming blurred with each moment that I go without a breath of air. I watch him as he reaches me, his hand wrapping around my throat and squeezing even tighter than before.

"Please...don't kill me..." I beg slowly as my heart begins to slow within my chest. A glimpse of light shines on his face, his feature revealing what I best can describe as a beautiful yet evil monster. His eyes begin to blacken as he stares deeply into mine with furry.

"God can't save you here..." He states with an evil tone, before slamming me against the concrete wall...my mind, body, and soul disappearing suddenly into complete darkness.