Septiplier - Angel

Aaron, Right?

Shadowmash POV:

Tears fell down my face as I watched the horrific scene that unfolded below me. A dark shadowy force kept me pinned to the ceiling. I saw Aaron frown, he looked around in confusion. A tear slipped from my cheeks, it fell onto the dusty ground below catching his attention.

"I'm getting tired of playing around. Say your last words, Anti."

He looked up at me, his eyes widening. I mouthed for him to help Anti and he nodded in response. He quickly rose from his spot next to a sobbing Sean, standing in front of the dying demon.

"Dark, you've gone too far. You made your point, now leave."

Dark snapped his head towards Aaron, his facial expression blurred by the distance or maybe my tears. My heart sped up as he turned to look up at me, a vicious smile playing on his lips.

"Aaron, right?"

"Leave."

"You forget, your lovely demon is in my grasp as well."

The hold on me started to tighten slowly crushing my ribs. I started to tremble as the pain gradually increased. A loud sob escaped my lips, catching Aaron's attention.

"W-Wait, s-stop."

"Why should I?"

Aaron fell silent and the vice around my waist tightened. I cried out in pain as the sound of one of my bones breaking echoes around the ancient castle. Blood filled my mouth. Tears fell down my cheeks as the pain wouldn't stop.

"D-Dark, s-stop. T-This is be-etween you-u and m-me."

Everything went silent, my heart beating loudly in my ears. That is when I felt that tug, someone wants to come here. Without a second thought, I accepted it, letting another stranger join this gruesome scene.

"DARK."

I frowned as an unknown angel walked towards the demon. A large groan escaped the demon's lips, they looked oddly alike. The angel stopped in front of Dark, anger radiating off of him.

"How did you get here?"

The angel didn't answer, the room became extremely cold all of a sudden. My pain numbed from the sudden chill that filled the castle. Dark growled and the angel's eyes glowed, turning into a void of white.

"Leave, Dark."

~Earlier~

Mark POV:

"Fuck, you guys are fat."

"WHAT?!"

Rachel rolled her eyes shining a dark red as she continues to meddle with whatever devil magic she has. Small beads of sweat appeared on her skin and her breath became ragged.

"Why is it so fucking difficult to get the both of you across?"

I shrugged my shoulders and turned to Wilfred, who was now sitting down in the red chalk design. They shone slightly as Rachel kept trying to work her magic. I sighed before joining Wilfred on the floor and rested my chin on my hand.

"I'm bored."

Wilfred rose and left the weird circle. He stared at a few of the lit candles in the room. I slowly turned my attention back to Rachel, frowning at the vicious smile on her face.

"Finally."

My eyes widened as suddenly the surroundings around me began to change. The creepy room in that tree suddenly turned into a familiar crumbling building. Dark's figure standing near me with a stranger standing in front of him.

"DARK."

I quickly arise, my wings appearing as I walked towards him. He groaned loudly as I stopped in front of him, anger ran through my veins as I noticed Sean sobbing from the corner of my eye.

"How did you get here?"

"Leave, Dark."

He growled and his red eyes shone a little brighter. I stepped back as he walked closer, his dark shadows surrounded me. I lifted myself slightly off the ground and a pearly white sword appeared in my right hand.

"I'll give you three seconds to leave, Mark."

I narrowed my eyes as he pulled a pitch black sword from his chest. He slowly started counting down from three, his feet float slightly off the ground. I gripped my sword tighter as he reached the number zero.

"Well, let's get started then."

Wilfred POV:

My eyes widened in shock as Mark suddenly disappeared, Rachel chuckling slightly to herself. I turned to her and frowned as she plopped herself down onto the ground. She looked at me and smirked.

"What?"

I sighed before letting my body fall against the wooden wall. I closed my eyes as a pit of worry rests in the bottom of my stomach. I knew that Rachel did that on purpose, but for what reason?

I snapped my eyes open as a hand gently touched my face. Rachel's dark brown eyes stared up at me with sadness. She sighed before leaning her body against mine, her head resting against my rib cage.

"Stop worrying so much, Mark can handle himself."

I opened my mouth to argue but was silenced as her lips met mine. I tried to pull away but her arms wrapped around my neck. As much as I wanted this, Mark was my top priority. Not my love life.

"Rachel."

She looked at me with shocked eyes as I slowly pushed her away from me, her shock quickly turning to anger. She scoffed before walking towards the door to exit the room.

I groaned as she slammed the door shut. I stared at the dimming chalk and back at the door. A war was raging in my head, should I stay here and pointlessly stare at a demon's work or follow Rachel and fix all our problems.

"Fuck it."

I quickly made my way to the door and ran outside. I caught a glimpse of Rachel's figure making its way into the trees. I looked back down the steps one last time before chasing after her.

Hey cupcakes, yeah this is pretty late, isn't it? About 20 days late, sorry about that guys. Also, funny thing, this chapter is exactly 900 words. I didn't plan it or whatever, just thought it was funny.

That's all, I guess.

Bai,

Cakey