Angel and Demon ||Sebastian x OC||

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"People can be cruel." Her mother used to say, her mother's voice ringing in her ears like it was that day once more. The girls and their mother stood in a dark alley, at the Witch's hour.

"People can be cruel, knave and untrustworthy. Those who'll use you until they have had their fill and find you unimportant are the ones who you will be thrown away by, like common garbage..."

"So learn to be thick of skin and stonehearted around those people, Vana, Delilah. But remember, there are kind and selfless people out there, although harder to find, they are out there. They will not betray you." She would continue, their mother looked at them with a nervousness clouding her eyes.

After their mother's spiel, she held the two tight, kissing their heads. Covering them with a warm blanket and putting them in the shadows, before walking out, the two small girls watching but, their mother did not get far.

A loud bang could be heard, as they watched their mother drop to the dirtied cobblestone street. Soon all that filled the surrounding area was silence. Silent tears fell from their eyes, as they watched men take their mother away.

That was near six years ago, Nirvana and Delilah were fifteen then.

Nirvana looks up at the bars of her cage. Her bi-coloured eyes watching everything. Despite the room being drowned in darkness, she could see everything as clear as the afternoon on a sunny day. Figures sitting in chairs, a figure behind her cage and a figure besides her.

She leans her heads onto the bars, thinking of what her sister and mother would say if they saw her now. Being sold like a dog or a cat. There are two claps of a masculine hand, then suddenly lights glaring down at her as she keeps her head down.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen~! This little number is not completely human." Nevaeh listens as the auctioneer walks closer and behind her, pulling her black hair harshly through the bars, making her look at the crowd. Although Nirvana had quite unique hair. It was black and white, black for the majority and white underneath everything else.

"Her eyes are different colours, her right the most beautiful, iridescent purple and the other one a lovely golden brown." Nirvana grounds her teeth into the mouth piece, as he pulls her up. Having his associate hold both her hands and hair. The auctioneer pulls out the mouth piece and pulls down her bottom lip to reveal sharp canines.

After showing the crowd her teeth, the auctioneer places the mouth piece back into her mouth before forcing her out of the cell, three other associates making her extend her six black pearlescent feathered wings, the black cherry colour coming out in the light. People gasped in both amazement and shock. Nirvana fought against their hold as a woman jumped up, pointing at her and shouting.

"Witch! Sinner! Impure! Demon!" Soon the lights were snuffed out. There were worried gasps and murmurings. With the people distracted she smacked the smallest associate in the throat with her lower pair of wings, his plump and stout body flying back.

"Do not fear, ladies and gentlemen, she's harmless. A mere mouse in a lions den." Then the two brutes nearly tearing her wings off. She smacked them with her wings, hitting their heads and throats. Those same men flying back and a groan as they landed on top of the stout one. With those sounds people began to panic.

"Do not panic! You will leave here unscathed and a-" The auctioneer's sentence was cut short as a sharp object plunged through his solar plexus, he let out a wet cough, something splattering on the stage. People scattering and falling, some having heart attacks and some being rendered unconscious.