Just an Angel (TweekxCraig)

The Prophet

2

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I grabbed a smoke from under my mattress, they were strictly prohibited in the school, but every so often the head pastor would sneak a pack in. It wasn't my fault he left them on the desk. I knew the dangers of smoking, I'd watched them kill my uncle singlehandedly, I hadn't even started until I'd gotten to this school. But they dull gray paint, stern teachers and total isolation from society had a way of getting under your nerves, and nothing helped take the pressure off more than a cigarette.

I walked out of my dorm room, and down the dull hallways. Normally you'd expect a group of teenage boys to be boisterous, and exciting and we were when we first got here, but this place sucks the life out of you really quickly. Most of the boys here just kept their head down and waited until graduation. No noise meant no trouble.

Thanks to that the hallways were always filled with an eerie silence, every single foot step could be heard throughout the whole building. I left the building using the side door, the one that nobody used. It made a slight creaking noise as I left, but nothing loud enough to alert anybody that I was leaving.

We were only allowed outside for 20 minutes at a time, I never left for any longer, I didn't need to be interrogated by priests... As ridiculous as that sounds

The cool autumn breeze felt wonderful. After staying in an unmoving building for hours, outside was like entering a whole new world.

Up ahead there was the 'forest'. Not much more than a patch of pines, but it was still on school grounds and it provided just enough shelter to assure a priest who happened to come out wouldn't see.

I walked into the trees and lit my smoke using a fancy green Zippo lighter (which I once again took from a priest's desk).

"C-Craigory?", I heard a gentle voice say behind me. An unmistakable voice, Tweek's voice. He knew my name.

I spun around, sure enough there he was, same bright yellow hair , forest green button up shirt, and puffed up, swollen gash across his cheek. There was however one noticeable difference. Poking out from his thick, unkept hair were to short, bright red horns.  Two wings that must be at least twice the size of Tweek himself grew out from his shoulder blades; tearing their way out of shirt, and to finish it off a long red tail. Not just any tail and wings, the devil's tail and wings.

Now I don't really know how I'm supposed to react when seeing my crush with Devil's horns; I'm not sure how you'd react but I did the only thing I could think up on the spot.

"Are you the devil?", I asked in a nonchalant voice. I'm so cringey.

"You can't be here Craigory; not now!", he seemed on the verge of tears and panic was clear cut in his voice.

"Tweek", I said softly, not knowing exactly what to do. My only goal was to calm him down.

He looked up at the sky, "Jesus Christ, I don't have time for this"

"Tweek what's going on?"

He looked me dead in the eyes, "They're here", his tail was whipping back and forth, furiously like a riled up dog. His tail. His demon tail...tail...tail...tail. This is fucking crazy. I started laughing, I was crazy. This school had finally broken me.

"Pull yourself together, we have another thirty seconds before they get here."

"Who?!" I said trying to keep my calm, and doing a pretty bad job.

He didn't answer. Instead he continued to stare up at the sky, an almost fiery panic to him.

"I need you to take this," he said sternly. In his hands he made a  long sort of sword appear; out of thin air. "And then, I'll need you to run back into the school".