On The Side Of An Angel

Three - Osculum

When I was deep in thought, I realized that the sky had changed its view; from clear light blue into clouds. Another minute has passed since I was away from my consciousness. Just so suddenly, the cool air seemed to tense as there was nothing but hatred. The longer I stared into his dark figure, the more something affected me—something invisible and strange. I was struggling inside my mind though I felt nothing on my physical side. It was happening inside me; a fight and I could feel the whole thing.

Right then, just as a bird that can sense danger from their instinct, I sense sin. They were one of them and they were fighting my purity to take over my innocent soul.

I closed both of my eyes as I felt my soul battling against them, all to defend my name as an angel. A name held high angel's degree, but it looks like Hell got its own way to destroy. While angels were created with love, all kind of demons were blessed and made out of seven deadly sins—wrath, sloth, envy, gluttony, lust, greed, and pride. Each sin had different power to effect any creature at the right time. Though I was not attracted and my soul was against them in every way, the sins effected the world I was stepping right now and it made no exception to a creature like me.

 This was one of the reason why I don't want to get involved with any kind of devil, they would make you fall in some way —even when you don't want to.

On the earth, angels could feel emotions and feelings because theirs were mixed to the world's. This was how angels came to sense their human's feelings, only that the world was always at her worst. It was full of evil and all nasty sin. In return, angels should defend themselves. When they couldn't fight for their own purity, the sevens slowly stripped angel's divinity.

I opened my eyes as I tried to control my breath. The first thing I see was a smirk plastered on his face. Then, he yawned boringly, "Pretty cool for a little size angel like you."

He stared at my face long before going down and emphasizing, "Little size..."

I rolled both of my eyes when I knew what he was staring at. I made up a sentence sarcastically and mimicked his looks, "Now, never seen a little size angel like me, huh?"

He grinned and I guess he finally figured out how to laugh. "Little is always cute." He said but did not move his sight off me.

"Any girl in front of you is always cute."

"That's kinda right."

The devil was staring at me with an odd look and some kind of crooked smile, maybe looking if I was falling into him already. But it wasn't just that look he gave me, the looks were not all right. He was not only staring at me, but my whole body; from head to toes. Red flames started to fill his inner eyes. It was almost bright red that it suits perfectly to Hell colour. His eyes changed to look at me sensually. His lower lip was wet when he licked it passionately just as enjoying the beach on the first day of summer. They were lust, one of the most deadly sin, yet it was common for a devil to desire an angel as soon as they saw them.

I gave a cold glare as I was aware. None of the devil's smile you can trust. They were all wily and cunning and there was always something behind them. There was always a whole Hell to support them though none of the devils worked for each other. I stared at those burning eyes. None of those had its effect on me. He squinted his eyes, trying to snap into my soul and make them fall into the love of sin. But in fact, after a long staring, those two burning eyes were gone and he breathed normally.