No More Wings To Fly {LeviHan}

Chapter 1: I'm no Angel

Levi's POV

Falling.... I felt like I was falling... Am I?? I couldn't move at all. My body was stiff and paralyzed... Where am I falling? Suddenly, I felt the ground as I hit it hard. It didn't hurt though.

Gaining my strength to sit up, I looked around at this place covered with the stain of black and red. I sat there confused and once again realized the wings that grew from my back. Black wings..

Sudden realization, I am a demon. Yeah.. I'm not surprised. I think it fits me. Don't ask.

I stood up on my feet and stretched my body. I let out a sigh and started walking ahead. Demons were wandering everywhere. There faces look like they were already starting to decay. They made me want to barf. After a while, I saw demons with normal faces like mine. Figured out that those disgusting creatures were just enslaved demons. But still.... Pretty gross...

As I walked, a demon darted towards me.

"Hey you! You there!", he shouted.

I looked around me making sure he was pertaining about me. Once I glanced back to his direction, he was already in front of me. I slightly jumped in shock.

"Woah, woah sorry to startle you.", the friendly demon began. "I was just supposed to welcome you."

A mark of confusion is still remained on my face. The demon cleared his throat.

"The name's Eren. I'm a fellow demon. Nice meeting you-- uh...name?", he said.

I sighed and introduced myself. Not really in the mood of having a weird demon boy right in front of you introducing you to hell KINDLY. Well people are like that anyways. Making things look great but you're actually in hell as you wake up.

He suddenly grabbed my hand and ran ahead saying that he will "give a tour" for me. Okay? A tour? I actually visited hell many times soooo... No thanks?

I tried making a run but those dirty gross creatures were just right behind me so I settled for the tour. I want no bacteria near me...

Hell seems to be a pretty nice place with a few improvement since I've said hello to it. It didn't even make me think of HOW I GOT HERE. And I'm not a fool. I just realized I died in the real world. But this place? Not really different.

The boy excitedly showed me around and he can tell that I'm not entertained or amused just by judging my poker face. I made no sign of interest. He settled and stood silent for a while, staring at me. Now we're just stuck there staring at each other and it felt like FOREVER.

I cut the awkwardness with a sentence, "I better go."

"Go where?"

"Somewhere."

"Need help?"

"I think I've memorized this place already."

"Oh."

I turned my back and walked away, not even glancing back at the annoying "Eren".

I am kind of disappointed that some demons are actually GOOD where in other stories, they're freakishly EVIL. So what's the point of being in HELL then? Are they just angels that forgot how to fly and ended up here?! If that's true, then I probably forgot how to breath, causing my death, and forgot how to fly, causing the fall! And I meant that in a sarcastic way.

These and many more thoughts came to my head as I wandered around the hot places of hell. Since there's nothing new and interesting is happening, I decided to just sit down and make myself a good cup of tea- Not knowing where the hell I got it.

As I was sipping the tea, Eren pounced on me from behind. He laughed at my reaction as the tea spill on the ground. Great. Now it's dirty. I glanced at Eren who is still laughing at his "prank" which I don't even know why it was funny.

"You should've seen your face ki---"

I knew what he was going to say so I kicked him hard while saying, "I'm not a kid you little brat."

He looked at me with surprise. "You're kinda smal---"

I kicked him hard again. He fell to the ground.

"Wait! Wait! You mean to tell me you're older than me?!", he shouted. I don't know why that isn't obvious. From the shape of my body and expressions in my face, someone couldn't "mistakenly" call me a kid.

I explained things to him like I was a father and he's the four years old son who broke a laptop.  Seriously, he's a slow learner. I gave him a stern expression to make him know that I was serious and wanted him to be too. He gulped and nodded slowly.

Before I was about to head away, I noticed a mark on his hand that I never seen on my body before. I asked him what it is. He said that it is the mark for demons and that EVERY demon should have one.

 I do have a mark but not like that. While demons have a flame like dragon mark, I had a blue left wing marked at my back. Eren took a while to examine it and then fell into conclusion after a minute.

"Y-you're not from up there are you?", he mumbled.

"The hell do you mean?", I asked.

"Y-you're an angel?"

"Hell nah. You saw me fall down like a crashing airplane lately right?"

"W-well. It's unlikely to have that mark once you reached hell's barrier...Once you reach it, your mark changes no matter what."

"Well then do something with it! Don't just stand there stumering!"

"I don't know how to fix that..."

"Tsk.. Fine then. I'll be doing things on my own.. I'll make myself demon because I don't want to be a "kind", "respectful", and "obedient" angel. It's just not my line of a story."

He stood there in silence, not knowing what to do as I walk away.

"B-But no one can know about that.", he said.

I looked back at him. "And why is that?"

"HELLO!!! This is hell we're talking about! Angels are not welcome! They're enemies down here."

"And then for a second I thought SOME demons changed. Meh. Guess you guys are still those evil creatures they tell in stories."

"Why are you so damn calm with this?!"

"Because I know I'm a born demon. And I'll prove it. I'm no angel."

I walked away and he was still there not knowing if he should be worried or terrified. I continued on the road and planned on a way to get this stupid mark off. I don't need no help...