Angels & Devils (Amyplier, Septiishu)

Sentries

Jack's POV

               Mark and I shuffled to the portal that led down to Earth, while Marzia ranted on about our life long feud with the Devils for about the 100th time that day. 

"Now remember boys, They'll be down there with you. If you see them posing as a possible threat, report to me immediately." She said, almost too cheerily to be honest. 

All the troops knew Marzia to appear sweet and perky, but if she ever got mad, she was scary as all balls! We were all afraid of her, even though we didn't show it. Mark clicked his heels together and saluted her. 

"Yes Ma'am!" He said proudly.  I saluted her as well and she flew off. I looked at Mark. 

"Someone call a veterinarian, because  think I spy a stray teacher's pet!" I smirk at him. 

"It's called respecting your officers Jackaboy." He says, obviously annoyed. 

I chuckle and give him a punch on the shoulder. Mark had always been an over achiever. He's been trying to rank up for his entire existence, but something always went wrong.

"Well, you ready?" I ask him. "As I'll ever be!" He said confidently. 

               We walk through the portal, each of us ending up in a bathroom stall. Our regular white uniforms were replaced with mortal clothing. I was wearing a blue t-shirt with black skinny jeans and black sneakers. I walk out of the stall and look into the bathroom mirror. My teal hair poked out of a backwards snap back, and my baby blues were shielded by black glasses. I'm examining my ears, which are decorated with white gauges, when Mark comes out of his stall. He looks in the mirror, clearly checking himself out, then looks at me. 

"How do I look?" He asks. 

"Like an even mixture of nerd, and douchbag." I say jokingly. 

"Thanks man!" He jokes back. 

He had donned a white t-shirt, jeans, red converse, and a red and black flannel which was tied around his waist. He had kept his black hair and glasses that went very nicely with his brown eyes. 

"Let's do this." We both said, and exited the bathroom.

               We walked into what looked like a retro style coffee shop. Records were framed on the wall, with band posters, and a few baby pictures. A couple was sitting on a leather couch in one corner of the room, while a few other people sat either on leather armchairs, or wooden stools that sat at tall wooden tables. A chalkboard menu stood in front of a counter where a barista and a waitress were talking in whispers. We decided to order drinks so we wouldn't seem sketchy. I ordered plain black coffee, and Mark ordered the same, except he added a ton of cream and sugar to his. We sat down at a table and conversed quietly while sipping our drinks. I heard a bell ring, signifying that someone had entered the shop, I didn't notice the customers that had come in, until they sat down at a table opposite from us. Two girls that looked around our "age". One had pink hair that fell to her shoulders, while the other's was short and dark brown. The one with pink hair wore a red bandanna, a white cropped tee, bell-bottom jeans, and multicolor flip flops. The other wore a long black sweater, shorts, red mid thigh socks, and knee high leather boots with silver buckles.

                I couldn't help but stare at the brunette. She looked so....beautiful. Her eyes met with mine, and I quickly looked away. Mark noticed, and cocked his head to the side as if he were a dog. 

"You alright?" He asked. 

"Yeah I'm fine just...lost in thought." I say. 

Mark continues talking, but as much as I'm trying to, I can't focus on him. My glance keeps returning to the girl. At one point, I catch her looking at me! I make eye contact with her, which seems to paralyze her, making her cheeks go a little pink. I raise an eyebrow at her, she cracks a small smile and winks at me. I think my cheeks went a little pink as well. Nothing was said, but I'm pretty sure that we just had a mental conversation that went along the lines of, 

"Are you checking me out?" 

"Sure am."

"Seeeaaaaan....Sean!" Mark snapped in front of my face. I looked at him. He looked mildly concerned.

"Are you even listening to me? What are you staring at?" 

"Nothing." I lied. 

He turned his head in the direction of the two girls. It looked like the brunette's companion was giving her the same treatment that Mark was giving to me, because in that moment, Mark and the pink haired girl locked eyes and glared at each other. He looked back at me. 

"Are you seriously checking one of Them out?!" He hissed. 

"What do you mean "one of Them" ?" I asked. 

He pointed at them and gave me a look that said "look closer". I looked back at them and realized what he meant. Poking out from their hair were short, red, bull like horns. I scanned under the table and saw two pointed, red tails that curled around their stools. Normally, these features are hidden from the mortal eye, but since we aren't exactly "mortal" we can see them perfectly fine. The next thing I know, they're standing up and shuffling our way. 

"Uh, Mark?" 

"What?"

"Double fire on your six." I whispered.

He gave an exaspereted sigh, and I could tell that there was about to be an argument.

To be continued.

Welp, here's the first chapter! I have one or two more intro chapters to think of. After that, I'll take requests. I hope you guys liked it! Thanks for reading! 

- Cassi <3