Demonic

The Red Devil

Heads rolled, limbs flew through the air, blood splattered everywhere. The demon known as the red devil effortlessly chopped all who she saw with her cursed sword.

The black wings on her back swiftly carried her across her battlefield. The gruesome bloody path she left to let the enemy, the angels, know of her made the red devil's twisted smile grow bigger.

She came upon a woman trying to run away, but was slowed by her wounded leg. The red devil chuckled and ran in front of her next victim.

The demon watched in amusement as the woman in a black cloak was shocked by the devil's action.

The woman fell to her knees. The demon looked down at the woman, her tall figure towering over her victim. "WAIT! PLEASE! Please spare me!" The woman pleaded. She looked up through her short pink hair peeking out under her cloak. Tears fell from under her white mask.

Her mask blacked out her eyes. It only covered the top half of the woman's face.

The demon noticed there weren't any wings on the weeping women's back. "Your not an angel. Maybe I'll consider it." The demon smiled in amusement as the woman bit her pink lip. She looked up to see glowing red eyes.

"I have to return! I have a husband and four children! I swear I'll never return. Just let me go. If you do, I'll tell you a secret the angels are planning. They're planning to recruit humans like me!" The pink haired woman searched the demon's now red, not glowing, eyes for any mercy.

The demon kneeled down to her level. She flinched as the red devil lifted her pale hands towards her and move her mask and hair away from her face. The sadist then spoke in a soft voice, "You love your family, don't you? I hope they love you too. You must be an amazing mother. It'd be a tragedy if four children woke up without a mother. I lost my mother when I was only four years old. She was decapitated before my eyes. Why must it only be me?" She whispered the last question to her self.

The red demon quickly stood to her feet and raised her sword. "Why must it be me to suffer!?" She yelled at her next kill as she swung down her sword. A lovely sphere with pink hair rolled, but was picked up by her executioner. "Such lovely hair and a cute face. I shall send this back to your family." The sadistic woman laughed to herself among the battlefield.

The battlefield covered in the dead bodies of angels and humans who tried to challenge the red demon.