Septiplier: Angels and Demons

Letters and friendly demons

Above is Patricia.

Jack's P.O.V.

" So, what do you want to do?" Mark suddenly asked. " Um, I don't know." I replied. Just then, Mark's phone buzzed. He looked at it and smiled. " Hey, I was thinking.. Would you like to come with me to see a friend?" He asked.

" Uh, sure I guess." I smiled back nervously.

--- Time Skip ---

Mark and I stood in front of a nice looking café with a silver birch tree standing in front of it. The tree looked like it had been there for a while..

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the tree. It was a girl. She had wavy greeny/turquoise hair that was quite long, demon red eyes and she wore a white vest with a green cardigan over it, a green skirt, green flats and a shamrock ( Or clover for the people that call it that, but shamrocks and clovers aren't actually the same thing!) hair clip.

" Sup Mark." She greeted. I could tell from her accent that she was Irish. " Ooooh, and who is the new boyfriend?" She smirked.

Mark and I blushed. " H-he's Jack." He stuttered. " Well hello then, Seán!" She said. I was stunned. " How did you know that my name is Irish?!" I asked.  " Jayzus! You don't think that I can read your mind and hear your accent?" She scoffed laughing.

" Oh.." I replied. " Patricia is the only demon of her kind. She was born with all the powers that a god would have, but she can only use a certain amount of it everyday." Mark explained. " AND I'm not bothered to try to take over and work like God, if your wondering why people aren't worshipping me." She rolled her eyes as if she's explained it over a thousand times.

" Jayzus, why yee people ask everyday, I honestly don't know." She sighed. (some Irish people say you in plural form as 'yee'...)

Oh.. Well that explained it.

I laughed a bit. " Want any coffee? You can have it for free just because your boyfriend is a friend of mine and I know you love coffee." She stated.

" What the heave-" I was interrupted by Mark. " Mind reading, remember?" He rolled his eyes. " Oh, yeah." I realised with embarrassment.

" Patricia... I feel like I've known you before..." I said. " Oh, don't worry.. I've been in a tale not too different to this one and I'll be in plenty more." She giggled. (You'll know if you read my septiplier:change book, but you don't need to. It's for the people that already know this 'stranger') That just left me confused.

After having the best coffee in the world, we decided to home. Mark invited Patricia over. She wasn't that bad for a demon. In fact, she usually preferred to read Septiplier fanfictions on a strange book thing called, Wattpad rather than take people's souls or do any bad things, unless they deserved it.    " I'm actually writing two Septiplier fanfictions at the moment. One of them is about an angel and a demon." She cheered happily.

" What exactly is Septiplier?" I asked curiously. " Oh nothing." Patricia smiled devilishly. Just then, her phoned buzzed. " Sorry, gotta go. See ya." She said with a serious look on her face.

I made sure that she was gone and asked, " Is she okay?" Mark looked up. " Yeah, it's just being such a powerful demon like herself, brings a lot of trouble and attention to her..." He sighed.

" Oh." I responded. Mark looked at his phone. " Three missed calls?! Dammit." He whispered. He decided to call whoever was ringing him, back.

I couldn't here what the other person said, but I heard Mark. " I don't know what to do.. If I go, should I bring Jack or leave him?.. Why is she attacking you?!... Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can!" He said worriedly. Presently, he hung up.

" Sorry Jack. Gotta go. Patricia's in trouble right now!" He spoke while running out the door... I honestly don't know what that was about, but it sounded serious. This gave me a chance to look for more of Mark's letters!

After looking around the bathroom, I found one at the back of the sink.

16/06/42069 BC.

It has been a long time since any of us could visit earth, but I met a guy that is quite like me.. His name is Felix. He is just like me. We have both waited millenniums to visit earth. He tells me that he has a secret way to get down to earth. I find that Felix is not like any other of us and I fear that he might be something else..

Mark.

There was a picture of Mark smiling with the guy beside him that I presumed to be Felix. Felix had dirty blonde hair and strangely red eyes. Must be because they're demons.

After a bit of tidying, I found a second note!!! I began to read it.

11/12/0 AD.

After all of the years of waiting, Felix's plan has worked. We are finally going to descend to the earth and join the humans. We will no longer be any normal angels. We will be known for being so brave to travel the earth. Yet, I still sense that something is off about Felix.

Mark.

There was a picture of Mark and Felix laughing outside an old portal that angels used to travel to earth using. Could Felix be the original creator?

Why did Mark write angels? He couldn't have been one, could he?

That's when I heard the door open. " Hey, Jack!" Mark called. " Uh, hi Mark!" I replied, quickly putting the letters into my pocket. " Um, what happened?" I questioned. " Patricia just needed some help." He explained.

" Okay. Any news?" I said. " Nah. What about you?" He answered. " No.." I half honestly answered... The letters didn't count as much.

Mark and I watched television for the rest of the day. " Lets just say if I allowed you to go wherever you liked, would you try to escape?.." Mark asked sadly. " Of course not!" I said with a little bit of disappointment in my voice because I never thought that he would think like that.

He seemed to have noticed the disappointment because he apologised. " Sorry.. It was just a thought..." He sighed.

" It's okay.." I responded understanding his view.