War Against Ourselves

Prologue

AYE MY DUDES here my little note: FIRST RULE YOU DO NOTE TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB... haaa ok I'm done...  This is not a religious book in any way shape or form, "God" is briefly referred to in the beginning and that's it. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable or not want to read my shitty writing because they are who they are. Life goes on ight. Second, i'm a small child with a bad mouth dirty mind and no idea what he is doing to kiddos it's all me. That's what ya get...well unless ur like fuck this shit I'm out. 

I plan to have this book focus on two main characters on separate sides in incredibly different situations neither of which will u meet in this chapter. One a strong female lead and the other a sarcastic assholish male lead. 

off you go kiddos. Be free  

It was a beautiful day when the Angels rebelled against the Creator. Why? Simple, they were enraged by how the humans of Earth acted, defying His as if he was no one, yet the He did nothing but love them as they soiled his name.

The Angels believed humans should be on their knees thanking the heavens for just letting them exist, instead, there were those who didn't even believe in their father's name. The simple ignorance of that disgusted them, and God did not punish the humans for it, only gave them his love. He was too merciful, letting the simple creatures disrespect him, even forgiving them of horrible sins. No, the Angels had enough of the defiling, if their father couldn't properly discipline them, then the Angels would.

Furious with disregard for God's actions, the holy beings rained down from the heavens causing the sky to glow pure white from their grace. Simultaneously the ground started to crumble and roar from underneath, causing massive brakes in the crust of the ground to split open and black smoke to seep out of the ground, manifesting into huge bodies covered in terrifying armor. The Angels who were falling from the sky smashed into the ground causing craters the size of trucks. The Holy Beings rose from the rubble, steam and light pouring from their bodies, just like the Demons, they're dressed for battle. Except their armor was bright and beautiful compared to the dark terrifying armor of the Demons whose screamed danger.

Neither two sides said a word, did not dare move a muscle as the opposing side stared deeply at the other, the obvious hatred thick in the air. It would have been incredibly stupid for them to fight on the land that they both desperately desired; no, these creatures were above all intelligence. Without saying a single word, still glaring at one another, every Angel and Demon disappeared with a crack of lightning followed by a low rumble so loud it deafened ears. All over the world absolute silence and the survivors of the crash landing dug themselves out of the dirt.

Temples, skyscrapers, monuments, had been damaged from the landing, small homes, and huts, all of it demolished. Everything had happened so quickly- a power no one had ever witnessed before and it caused such a disaster. It left the world scared and confused waiting for what would happen next.

Unknown to the humans all around the world, war over their land was being fought in the ice caps of the world. Where the only thing Angels and Demons could destroy was themselves. And the survivors ruled it all.

On top of the world, surrounded by cruelty of nature, mountains made of ice and snow with armies stand upon them ready to fight. Blistering cold blew over them in such temps it could easily kill a human in seconds, yet none seemed to notice.

Adrenaline coursed through their veins like wildfire as they stared the opposing side down, waiting for the signal to attack. A strong steady beat of the drums began to roar over the dark, the only light was the bright colors that danced in the blackness of the atmosphere.

Demons raised their swords in the air letting out a mighty battle cry and charged, bloodlust shining in their eyes. The Angels merely waited for the attack, a sick smirk gracing their faces as if they were going to enjoy the slaughter.

The opposing sides clashed with such force the ice below them cracked and turned black and gold, the colors of their blood. In the beginning, it was thought who ever lived in the greatest number would seige the world and rule it how they thought was right, but

things didn't go according to plan. Wave after wave of soldiers fought, both sides had come to an epiphany right in the middle of the bloodshed.

Why destroy each other when they can have humans fight for them. In that one moment peace temporarily hung in the air, and the two generals met in the freezing ice and snow to discuss some terms.

He was a force of light and She was a force of sin, and together they sat down in the blistering cold, drinking warm tea. Both were calm and showed the other respect, even if it was a lie, and discussed which parts of the world the other could possibly have. By the end of the talk, it was declared that the Demons took to the west and Angels had the east, split right down across the world, each choosing who the countries they wanted at the border line.

Overnight, entire countries were conquered, entire continents rendered helplessly. With sin ruling the west molding it into a dictatorship and the east with the supposed grace was now seen as a tyranny. 

Tadaaaaaa..... ready to buckle up bitches cause imma have some fun with this story!!!

all that aside let me know if u like it if u have ideas comments constructive criticism anything. if you beauties like it then I'll continue. 

bye love