The Pure and the Forgotten

Chapter 4

A few hours later, Dylan woke to the sound of wings flapping and soon, deep and raspy chuckling.
Glowing eyes spear in the shadows, Dylan bolts to a stand.

"Who is there?"
"Hahahahaha, you silly angel" one says as two dark skinned demons emerge from the shadows.
Dylan narrows his eyes, "What do you brutes want?"
"Just a little fun" the other says as one pulls out a silver sword, painful to the touch of angels.
"Dead brains..." he backs up slightly
Dylan has his back to the alley wall, lips peeled back. "Back off, idiots."
They both chuckle, "I don't think we will. Nothing you can do about it...let's get him Drax!" One exclaims with a crooked smile

Dylan doesn't back down
The red eyed man charges at Dylan, pinning him to the ground, putting little pain on Dylan's wings.
Dylan shoves the brute off, his muscles straining. He lunges at the unknown brute. Before he gets close, Drax draws out his sword and cuts a deep gash on Dylan's left wing, making him fall from the pain and from the fall, numbing his back right leg.

Dylan yelps, stumbling back, "Get off!!!" He curses under his breath.

They both scarily laugh, slowly walking toward the pained angel. His blood drips off his feathers, splattering the ground. It is a pure gold color, tainting black as it falls- pure black when it hits the ground. Silent tears stream down his cheeks, he lunges at Drax.
A ferocious shout rips from his jaw. Drax pushes him back, with force that makes Dylan's body slide against the ground into a corner. The demons laugh mercilessly. Dylan forced himself to stand and instead turns and runs down the empty street. After running for a bit, he turns to a dead end. The demons get closer and closer. Dylan decides to try it- leaping at a wall, he pushes himself off with his legs- climbing up the wall and landing on the roof.
The two demons flap their wings and fly after the angel.
Forcing himself to keep running, jumping across rooftops. He forces himself to use his hurt leg, often spreading his wings to glide to the next roof. Tripping, he falls down onto the harsh roof.
He struggles, giving up. His eyes water from the strong smell of alcohol. Dylan looks up to the sky, seeing a shadow fly swiftly across the sky.
Castor swoops down and pushes the demons onto the the roof. The demons quickly recover and stand, seeing who their knew enemy is.
Dylan is knocked out, or extremely close. He is bruised and bloodied, having given up. Faintly hearing voices, he hears Castors,

"Drax? Oren? I should've known.....Get lost." He snarls, and pulls out his infinity sword, painful to the touch of demons.

Dylan struggles to sit up, leaning against the wall behind him.

"Why should we? He has no worth to you does he? He is just a pathetic angel." Drax says snarling back failing at looking bigger than Castor.
Dylan tries to stand but fail, falling on his butt.
Castor looks back at Dylan, face saddening at the sight.

"You just don't know when to quit do ya? Stand down stupid angel!" Oren laughs

Castor spreads his quite large black and gold wings, shielding Drax and Oren from sight on Dylan.
"Let me fight!" Dylan tries to push forward
"Dylan....please don't.....I can't see you like this...it will ease my conscience if you don't get hurt anymore when I'm here..." Castor says quietly only for Dylan to hear.

Dylan nods his head and sits down, realizing that he was leaning on Castor to even stand.

Lightning quick, he lunges at Oren. Oren crashes to the ground with Castor on top but was quickly pinned to the ground by Drax. Drax grunts close in Castors face. Castor growls back and pushes him off. Oren leaps back up, attacking Castor.
Castor catches him and straddles him, punching Oren in the face multiple times and pressure onto his wings, causing him to scream in pain. He faints into shock, body becoming limp
Castor leaps off, and hears Dylan's voice,

"Behind you!"

Castor is then tackled by Drax and a bruise is sure to appear soon. Castor takes a glance at Dylan before grunting and pushing off Drax, standing up quickly and grabbing the infinity sword. He swings it above his head and spins, cutting Drax's arm.

"You're gonna pay for that!" Drax yells before starting to swing left and right at Castor, slitting Castors wrist.
"No, I won't." Castor says before kicking Drax against a wall and dragging the sword deep into Drax's chest. The silver liquid falls quick into the ground, turning pitch black. Castor then wraps his hands around Drax's throat, choking him.

"You touch him ever again...and I will find a way to kill you....got it?" He asks as Drax's face turns red and he somehow nods.
"Good." Castor lets go and walks towards Dylan.

Castor picks up Dylan and Dylan wraps his legs around Castors waist.

"Thank you Cassie." He says as Castor caresses his cheek
"......" Castor doesn't answer. But instead stares into Dylan's blue and orange eyes.
"You ok?" Dylan asks putting his hands on Castors shoulders. The sun starting to rise, a pink, blue, and orange sky starting to form.

Castor leans in quickly and kisses Dylan, tightly wrapping his arms and wings around the angel. At first Dylan was in shock, but soon kisses back. The two soon let go of their shared kiss and stare into each other's eyes.

"I am fine, don't worry about me," he whispers "But you are not fine...your wing and legs...I wish I- I should have followed after you!" He says a tear slipping down his cheek as he looks at the damage Dylan has received
Dylan swiftly brushes the tear away,
"I'm fine. I'll heal."
"I know...we aren't exactly living...but I still care for you.." Castor says looking down at Dylan
"Stop worrying so much, then," Dylan boops Castors nose.
"I'd rather not stay here for when they wake up."
"I agree. Where do you want to go?" Castor asks
"Dunno. I don't feel like going back to my parent's apartment.."
"I would say come to my place but I don't think you'd wanna go...it's in the deep depths of hell" Castor says giving a small adorably awkward smile
"I mean... does it count as a sin?"
"I wouldn't know actually....but there is one place we can go, if you're up for it." Castor suggests, his raven bangs falling
"Sure, I trust you,"