Sacrilege (Newtmas AU)

Chapter 3

The concrete ground hit Thomas' head harder than he thought It would. Groaning, he shut his eyes closed, and brought his hand up to the behind of his head where he rubbed softly, erasing circles at every inch of his --- throbbing due to the pain --- head.

Once he made sure that the pain was long gone, or at least it had been eased in the slightest, he sat up and faced his surroundings with wide eyes as If being a kid that was just let to a room full of chocolate and other candies. Thomas stared at the street, houses, and stores in pure awe as they were all new to him. For a moment, he had long forgotten about his fall, about the portal he had just jumped through, and his mission.

His wings hit against the air as he used them to lift himself up and stand back at his feet. Once he was standing in solid ground, his wings shrunk in the slightest and doubled over his back. The brunet then dropped his hands at his sides and started walking down the street while his head turned right and left in an attempt to take in everything that was happening around him.

Everything resembled to a festival to him. Lights shone around each of every shop and fancy labels stood on the pavement, indicating the shop's speciality. Most of them sold clothes that were unfamiliar to Thomas. While Thomas wore a white hoodie and matching skinny jeans along with grey snickers, the clothes that stood inside the store were sleeveless, baggy while others tight and ripped and apparently uncomfortable. However, there were others shops that sold house items such as lambs, and beds and plates, all of them already familiar to Thomas. The houses on the other hand, surprised Thomas more than exciting him like the shops.

Their bottom walls were all painted with weird neon colors whilst their upper walls and room resembled to a color similar to black or dark grey. Their doors were like the portals Thomas came from; colorful --- well, most of them --- and intriguing. However, the only thing that resembled to the house Thomas was familiar with, was their windows that were made out of wood while others out of plastic.

Suddenly, a car's horn pulled him out from his illuminations and thew him back into the sharp teeth of reality. It wasn't until he had turned his head to glance straight ahead that he noticed there was a car, almost 10 feet away from him. And it was coming rushing towards him, fast enough that it  resembled to the speed of light.

Thomas' eyes widened in horror and almost instantly he brought his hands up to his chest as if that would prevent him from any further damage. Like the car wouldn't come crushing down at him. He almost found himself whispering prayers under his breath but then he realised that prayers wouldn't help. He was utterly, screwed.

The seconds turned into minutes and minutes seemed like eternity to Thomas. Opening his eyes, he only came face with an empty road, and the car was nowhere to be found. He brought his hands up to his body and pressed them at his waist and chest, trying to tell if he was dead or alive but thankfully, he still came in touch with his very own flesh.

Thank god, he thought but It was then that a chuckle erupted. Thomas turned his head to spot the source of laughter and once he did, he knitted his eyebrows and formed a huge frown. For there, in the corner, stood a boy, apparently laughing at him.

The boy had raven hair which enough hair lotion on it in order for the front hair to turn into light spikes. His eyes which were also deep brown, were hidden due to his cheek as they rose from his laughs and his lips were pulled up, revealing his perfectly pearl white teeth. However, it was then that he realised the boy had also wings at his back, only they resembled to nothing like his. The asian's wings were red instead of white and while Thomas' had these little flakes that made him look pure, he had this sharp edges that made him resemble to a bat. Thomas knew what he was in an instant.

The boy was a demon.

"Man," The boy said while wiping some of the tears that ran down his cheeks. "You should have seen your face when that car came towards you. Man, I haven't laughed like this in ages."