Dark Angel (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 18

It was final, I'm fucking fighting in the arena. The arena is the worst place to be. To me it's just plain and simple death. Everyone that has been sentenced to death in the arena does just that, they die. Raven makes me fight in the arena for entertainment. It's not just her that watches me fight, the whole realm watches me.

The worst part is never of the challenges are ever easy. I fight all kinds of things in there, and I can only imagine what she has planned for me tonight. I know this has to be punishment because Izzy is still alive. She will stay alive, no one is ever going to touch her. Thanks to my fighting skills I will make sure of it.

"Time to go." A dark angel yells from the other side of the door. I sigh and check to make sure I have all my armor. Yes I do have armor, not a full set though. It only consist of a full breast plate, chain mail covering my right arm, and a chain mail skirt. Other than that I have on black leather gloves, a black head band, and black combat boots. I don't have a weapon, those I have to find while fighting.

I give myself a nod in the mirror and step out my holding cell. Two angels lead me through the underground of the arena. If you need a visual of what the arena looks like the roman coliseum in its glory days. There are all types of trap doors, wild animals, and other angels that Raven has forced to become gladiators. Sometimes an unlucky light angel would be caught with only one purpose, to be killed by me.

All the light angels that get captured die in only a few ways. Some die because of me, Raven, fed to hell hounds, or they are just thrown to the souls. All are horrible ways to die. If I had the choice I would just die quietly. I would probably poison myself or something. It's better than dying in front of the whole realm. As I get closer the the giant wooden door I can hear the crowd shouting and cheering.

"Let's see if I die tonight."

"That won't happen." One of the angels mumbles. He turns back to me with a slight smirk.

"The queen wouldn't want anything to happen to her pretty little whore." He and his buddy snicker, yet before they could finish their laughter I break both their necks. Two more to the collection... Why am I so violent all the sudden? I'm getting out of hand. The light from the opening doors turns my attention away from the bodies and out to my doom ahead. When I walk out the crowd cheers wildly, they know they are about to see a show. It's always a show when I'm fighting.

"Behold, the great Soleil Orton!" Raven shouts from her VIP section. The angels all cheer again. Raven looks down at me with a devious smirk. I glare back at her before bowing. She turns her head to the east door. The doors slowly open, oh great, a pack of hell hounds. I look back up at Raven she gives me a wink before siting down in her seat. My eyes advert to the pack who are circling me. My wings slowly come out just as one jumps in my direction.

I doge the hound and fly to another side of the arena. The hounds follow suit. Their red eyes glow with hunger, their black coats are shining against the light. I hate these freaking dogs. Before I get a chance to fly away one nips my calf. I grunt in pain then break the beast's neck. The crowd cheers like animals. I rip the lifeless body apart and sneer at the other ten hounds. Fresh blood drips down my leg onto the ground. This only makes them want to kill me faster. From the east gate an angel throws in a staff. I jump over the pack and grab the staff in my hands.

Two of the hounds pounce, I spin the staff and hit one in the chest and the other I throw to the ground. It tries to get up but I drive the staff through its head. Another bites at my wounded calf. I holler in pain then the others start to jump on me. Their sharp teeth munch into my skin. Somehow I fend them off and remove the staff from the dead hell hounds head. The end of the staff has become sharper, good I've got a spear now. The hounds charge me again. I throw the staff at them, it perfectly goes through two of them they whimper as I pull it out. The rest come charging at me. One by one I kill each of them. The crowd cheers when I rip the last hound's head off.