Angel In My Eyes

Intro

This is my first story on Wattpad, just to let you know. I'm hoping you'll all like it. This chapter is kinda a test; if you like it tell me and I'll write more. Or I'll end up writing for fun :)

[~Liv~]

He wandered the cemetary making his usual rounds. Scaring the shiz out of some little kids, who wandered too far from their mums. His eyes glowed a dark redish color. His blonde, windswept hair spiked perfectly on his head, just the way he liked it. To most people he was a scary creature. The only word they could use to describe him was Demon. He clearly did look like a demon in this form. But when he was in the light and didn't look this pale or hungry, they would mistake him as a regular human.

The wind picked up and he had the urge to let loose his flawless black wings. To let them float in the cool fall air. to refresh them. But he knew he couldn't so he subsided the urge and kept his mind on one task at a time. His untrimmed nails tapped on a head stone. The echoing tap, snapping the two young boys from their own thoughts.

They looked to Niall, suspiciously looking him over; from the dark jacket down to his scratched, black boots. He smiled an evil grin. The boys looked a bit dumbfounded, so to speak. "Do you boys know the time?" His crooked Irish accent floated through the cemetary.

One boy, brown hair, also the shortest out of the two, answer, "It's past seven o'clock mister" They both looked to be around seven or eight. Clearly excited they were out this late. Niall wasn't that surprised their parents haven't found them. No one comes to this cemetary after it gets dark.

The only reason he could see them was the faded light of a street lamp, a couple rows away, and the fact that his eyes had a certain glow that helped him see it the dark. He looked behind the two at the small circle drawn in the dirt and the scattered marbles. Not a game you'd see most kids playing these days.

The two looked confused as Niall still stood there. "Do you need anything else mister?" The tallest of them spook. Even though he was the tallest he only stood about 4'5".

A twisted smile crossed Nialls face as he thought of what he could do to them. He was hungry, two kids would be enough for a night.

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He leaned against the mausoleum using his fingers to pick flesh from his teeth. He couldn't hold the urge in anymore and unfurled his wings. Rolling back his shoulders and letting out a soft grunt as they unfurled from the back of his neck and upper back. He felt free, as high as he could be. He smiled with this feeling.

His wings were black and had a glow to them. So bright it lite up the area around him. He flexed them so they didn't feel so tight anymore. Stretched fully out they were around 5 feet long, each.

The lifeless bodies of the two, terrified boys lay on the ground infront of him. He chuckled to himself thinking of the bloodcurdling screams each released before slipping into nothingness. He wondered what to do with them. Leaving evidance wasn't an option. He could burn them. Humans would just suspect some hobo's or drugies had a small fire out here. Nothing to concern them, as far as they knew.

He broke off a couple branches from a nearby oak tree. He moved the bodies to the cement, placing the branches over them. With a snap of his fingers a flame lite up his palm. He threw it onto the pile.

Niall sat down leaning back on his hands to prop him up. The crackling sound of flesh burning soothed him. He closed his eyes smiling. It was a quiet night. The only thing you could here was a constant crickets chirp and the soft hooting of an owl in the distant trees. Nialls perfect night.

That was untill he heard the silent cocking of a gun. He opened his eyes his breath caught in his throat. "Get up Demon," a deep husky voice called to him. He rolled his eyes and stood facing the boy. No not boy, man.

Niall smirked to the new face. It was a Paranormal Hunter. He knew everyone of them from his past. He's killed some and escaped some. But this face he did not know. This man, even new, looked very skilled with his job. He had muscles on his arms, Niall wanted so badly to feel. The boys hair was black and in a quiff that made him even sexier to Niall. Nialls eyes fell over the boys face. He had dark honey brown eyes, pulling Niall in to where he could take it anymore.

Niall walked up to the man so he was about a foot from him. The man didn't look frightened at all that a Demon was standing a foot away. Being this close Niall could smell the mans cologne, which smelled like a familiar Gucci scent. He held back the moan he wanted so bad to escape his lips.

He put a hand on the Silver Bullet gun the man held. These were the only guns that could kill us Demons. Ingraved in the side was 'daemon hOMICIDA' in Latin. Niall slightly pushed down on the gun and the man didn't protest or move from staring at Niall. He pushed it down to the mans side.

He smiled slightly at the man and caressed his face. "Hi, I'm Niall" He chuckled at himself. "And who are you?"

The man seemed to escape from his trance and back out of Nialls grasp raising the gun again, aiming for Nialls chest. "Your worst nightmare"

Niall chuckled again at this very sexy strangers little pun. "No I dout that. Your nothing but a cute face and strong body." Niall was as surprised at his own words as the other man was. But Niall still felt as confident as normal. "Now are you going to tell me your name?"

"Zayn" The voice gave Niall goosebumps. Not scared goosebumps but excited goosebumps. The m- Zayn looked Niall up and down just as Niall did to him. Zayn licking his lips and Niall smirked.

"Like what you see?" He chuckled and Zayn blushed. This time when Niall walked up to Zayn, Zayn put the gun down himself. Niall caressed Zayns cheek again. Zayn leaned into Niall and Niall moved closer. Niall wrapped his wings around them so the touched behind Zayns back, enclosing them in their own private circle.

"I'm supposed to kill you" Zayn said to Niall.

Niall couldn't hold himself back, her leaned down so his lips were inches from Zayns. Zayn closed his eyes and planted his lips on Nialls. Zayn shouldn't be doing this. It was his job to kill Niall not kiss him! Niall was first to pull back, leaning his forhead on Zayns and pulling their bodies together by the hip.

"I'm supposed to kill you, I said. Not kiss you" Zayn told Niall smiling.

"Well it doesn't look like that's going to happen now does it?" They both were smiling now.