Which to Choose

The Great War

    The angels ware armor, it's gold and blue. The armor shines as bright as the sun, I can barley even look at them. I've never seen a man shine with such purity, and masculinity. I blush a little as I look at them, they're so cute. The Demons look at them and snicker lightly, they snap their fingers. Sterling black and red spiked battle armer appear on both of them, the design fits there body shape perfectly. As they stand feet away from each other I stair at them and drool a little, they're all so hot. I realize I'm in the middle of men on the brink of war, I step inbetween all of them.

    "Stop! Don't do this, I'm not worth the death of anyone!"

    "Go play kitten..."

    Septic says as he sweeps his hand, I then appear in my the room the demons had set up for me. Chains lay clasped around my wrist and ankles, I hear a snap.

    "Oh no they must have transported somewhere else, I have to get out of here before anyone gets hurt!"

   I begin to struggle, pulling and fiddling with chains trying to get out of them. Just as I start to get tired and begin to give up I'm transported to what looks like a battle arena. Nothing but a second later Demonplier's arm is around my waist he popped a pill in my mouth with the other.

   "I never thought I'd say this but, don't swallow."

    He holds his ice cold hand over my mouth, the pill busts open and burns my whole mouth like fire. As it sits in mouth it feels as if my skin is melting, I scream in pain, tears poor down my face and drip off my chin.

    "Shhh…I know, I know it hurts, but please don't cry Y/N..."

    Demon lays me down and go's on to fight Angelsepticeye along side Septic. Angelplier had been pretending he had passed out, he crawls towards me and opens my mouth slightly.

    "Shh… Don't scream, or I can't help you."

    His hushes are very soothing, I hold back my screams. He presses his lips agent mine and we fall into an passionate and intoxicating kiss, the pain in my mouth slowly fades. He pulls away and spits the black powder, witch was now a foaming paste, to the floor.

    He covers his mouth and grunts lightly in pain.

    "I- I was to…to late…" He murmured as he look at my eye.

   My vision blurred sightly "W-what do you mean?"

    "No, NO!" he takes me into his arms "Look at what you've done to her! Look a-at w-what you've done…"

    A single​ tear falls to his cheek, I try to wipe it away, but when I touched his face it burned my my had. I pull it away from his face and look at it, it's black, my mind is to foggy to even react. By this time the demons and Angelsepticeye stop fighting to run over to us. My whole body burns as Angelplier holds me, I beg for him to let me go, he does. I sit uncomfortably propped up against the wall, the angels sit on their knees and cry. The demons laugh hysterically behind them, what did they do to me?