Shattered Halos

Chapter 1

Sorry this chapter is bad, but I wrote it a few months ago. Planning to revive this story :D
POV:

I wake up choking on smoke-filled air. Coughing and spluttering I try to run, only to be yanked back harshly by heavy chains. My back collides against a hard floor, knocking the breath out of me. I lay on the ground looking up at stone ceiling while desperately trying to regain air. After a bit I'm slowly able to sit up, and I try to take slow, shallow breathes so that I don't choke. I look around the cell I'm in. It's all stone, with an iron door. Looking down to my chains it looks like it's made of iron as well. Based an the screaming coming from Temto and the huge burns on my wrists and ankles I would say it's drenched in holy water. Shivering I try and move up against the wall without aggravating my burns but even still a searing pain runs up my legs and arms. Slumping against the wall I can breath a bit clearer in the smoke filled room. It seems like a fire was lit in the vents, and it's only smoke in the room not an actual fire. Drakon is going crazy in my head trying to run away from the fire (just imagine a huge dark room with a Siberian tiger, an angel and a big cage containing a demon) he bangs against Temto's cage repeatedly, trying to move it so he can escape, even though it wouldn't work. Svoboda is the calmest, laying against the wall whimpering, whilst curled in a small ball. Temto is in his cage screaming also curled in a ball. I jerk myself back into reality with tears streaming down my face. I look towards the iron door, and suddenly I'm jerked into a memory.

Flashback:

It's dark. It's so, so dark. I hear voices around me, and I can feel that I'm chained down to a cold, hard surface. Surprisingly Demon, Angel and Tiger are all quite. (K: This is when he is captured by the hunters organization, and he hadn't given them names yet) I can hear a person talking above me, a male from the looks of it. "Good catch guys! He's a beauty he should sell for a lot. Now we just need to figure out the souls he has." He chuckles, a dark, raspy sound, a  sound that would haunt me forever.

In the months that followed, I was subjected to endless torture. They finally figured out what kind of hybrid I was, but the experiments didn't stop...They only changed. They tried to find a way "break" me, to make me into the perfect, submissive servant, so they could sell me for trillions on the black market. I was thrust into an endless spiral of agony, my spirits restrained with threats of everything they feared. Even still they somehow managed to fight through their own pain, and they managed to stabilize me, and kept me from going insane.... It worked... For a while.

One day laying in my cell, recovering from that day's "training" I heard the "keepers" of the dungeons ,in which they kept me and other hybrids and supernaturals, discussing the impending auction. They said that I was going to be sold. They started speculating about what kind of person might buy me. That night Temto took over, driven by anger, pain and fear... So much fear. Devastation reigned, and that is how I earned the name: Crimson Demon. That night helped to change me, and I got what I call ; The traitor radar. A gift that helped me get my demon under control.

Flashback over
I'm jerked back into reality by Drakon's relentless pushing at my mental barriers. Taken off guard Drakon lunges forward and takes control.

Drakon POV:

There's a fire in here somewhere! I know it, and I need to escape it. Hyperventilating, I start making lunges at Malen'kiy's mental barriers. I need to take over and save everyone! I can feel his mental barriers weakening,and finally, with a powerful jump forward I take control of Malen'kiy's mind, as a primal instinct to run surges up from deep within me. Growling I try to shift into my tiger form, but as soon as I try to shift a horrible searing pain goes through me, Malen'kiy, Svoboda and Temto, coming from the cursed  cuffs. Growling I shift into a half morph form with shaggy orange and black striped hair, deadly claws ,a tail and a pair of ears.  Snarling I kind of half  twist around to start clawing and biting at the solid iron cuffs. Soon, I'm in a frenzy, and I have no idea how much time passes before I suddenly collapse, blood pouring from cuts all over my body. I had thrown my self at walls, trying to break free. I had attacked myself as well, when the searing pains rushed up my body. Slowly my form morphed back into Malen' kiy's form.

Sorry, this is a old writr, but I think I'm going to revive it :)😇😇 😈😈😈😈😈😇