Demon Angel (a blue exorcist fan-fiction)

Captured

I was running, but I wasn't entirely sure who was chasing me, exactly. All I was sure of was that I had to escape. Rain poured onto my face. Soaking my bright red hair.

Wait, let me take a moment to explain somethings.

See, my father is a demon, not like satan or anything major, but still, a demon. My mother was a human-fallen angel hybrid. She was very foolish to have trusted my father. She died after she gave birth to me. Even if she had survived giving birth to me, my father would have killed her or even myself.

Since I am such a rare combination, I am often hunted by many. Some of them to dissect me. Some to kill me for revenge for things that are not my fault. And also, demons who think I am a "mutt," and should suffer for it.

I couldn't reveal my wings and just fly off. They may not know about that. they could just think I'm a demon of some sort.

I have large cream colored wings that often changed appearance slightly depending on things that often vary; emotions, physical state, mental state.

I had escaped my so called "home," just last week. As it turned out, I was being raised by a demon. And not a kind one. I had always been beaten and abused. But now I knew why. He was planning on using me against my father for political reasons. I should have expected it too.

My father is like a second in command to Satan's second in command. And now I am being chased by what I assumed to be excorcists.

"Hey stop! you can't run forever!"

Oh, so they finally decided to actually talk to me instead of just chasing me.

"Challenge accepted!" I screamed back, running around a corner. I watched as they ran straight past me and up the street. Tch, falling for the oldest trick there is? Lame.

After deciding that they weren't gonna double back, I walked out looking down at the clock around my neck. It's always set to the right time. No matter if I even tried to set it to the wrong time. I would reset itself. It had a red jewel cover that would flip open with a click of the button on top. It never stops working either. It was a very strange clock and I never, ever, took it off. I think it's because my mother "gave" it to me before I was born.

I guess I was lost in my own world because the next this I knew someone had a hold of my arm. I looked up.

"Can't run away now, can ya?"

Shit.

(A/N: So this is my first fanfic so t might kinda suck in the beginning. /)-_-(\ If there are any errors (although I don't think there are my editor is pretty good.) please go ahead and politely correct me! :) this follows the anime and not the manga. I don't own blue exorcist only my character.)