𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗

The feud between the angels and the demons was known to be a legend. Everyone knows about how they became angels and demons. If you were to be bad and commit crimes before death, you would become a demon. If you were to have a pure heart and soul and were kind before death, it was up to heaven you go to become an angel.

Angels and demons were enemies since the beginning of time. It all started when the queen of angels, Angella and the lord of the demons, Hordak started a war. Hordak thought it was unacceptable that the angels lived in paradise and festivities up in heaven while the demons had to spend their days, slaving away in the bleak, fiery depths of hell.

Since then, the two sides never got along and sent each other threats and blood feuds. Sometimes, Lord Hordak would send a few lousy demons to spy on the angels in case of any upcoming battle tactics.

"I can not believe Hordak is sending us to spy on those stupid halo-wearing people." A young, cat-like woman with dark red wings complained.

"We're hanging out in the clouds!" Another demon with light red wings giggled.

"Stop being so you and focus!" The cat woman ordered.

The light red winged woman, Scorpia was always known for being a sweetheart. Too pure. Apparently, people think she was supposed to be in heaven but her soul took a wrong turn and landed in hell. Scorpia didn't mind any of the criticism she was getting from her fellow demons. She just decided to stay on Hordak's good side.

Catra, however, had a long list of reasons why she should be in hell. Burning towns, attacking people, burglaries, assaults, and even attempted murder. So it didn't come quite as a shock to Catra to where her soul was going.

"Do you think we might actually see an angel?" Scorpia asked.

"Don't know, don't care. I just want to get out of here." Catra replies, focused on the snow white clouds.

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After hours and hours of staring down at nothing, Scorpia, starving and tired, decided to go home, leaving Catra by herself. Catra wanted to stay to impress Hordak. If she could impress Hordak, she might be gain his trust. After gaining enough trust, Catra would overthrow Hordak and take control. Giving her that power would give her the ability to take over both hell and heaven.

Catra began dozing off into a deep sleep. It was the cloud that made her sleepy; so fluffy. So soft. So...blonde? Since when did the clouds have a yellow tint? It was a cloud, it was an angel. An actual flying angel. Catra smirked at the sight of her.

Catra jumped down to sneak up on her. The angel flew down into the clouds, Catra couldn't fly down there. Hordak would kill her. Catra searched from the cloud with her claws and searched the world below for the angel.

"You demons are quite the sly foxes, I'll give you that." Catra felt a cold blade under her chin. "On your feet, demon, and turn around slowly."

Catra turned around slowly to see the same angel with big white wings, gorgeous blond hair with a tiny gold crown, a flowing white dress, and lace leggings. "So you know I've been spying you?"

"I didn't die yesterday, you know." The angel raised her sword further to Catra's neck.

"That's clear." Catra teased. The angel growled in anger. She poked Catra's neck lightly with her sword.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't lock you up in shackles and take you back to my home to have my friends interrogate you till you burn to ash."

"Shackles? Didn't know you angels could be bad."

The angel's cheeks flushed into a red color. "Such inappropriate behavior would come from your kind."