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Tw: violence, death.

Patton's POV

"Not much but I have an idea that you two would be perfect for!" Patton was practically vibrating with excitement, making it even harder for Virgil to get him situated right-side-up again.

"Are we gonna be actor star people!" Virgil gave up getting his boyfriend right side up, letting him lightly swing in the air.

"Yes! Well maybe. Anyways you two would be the guest stars in a special episode of 'The Adventures of Jackieboyman'! I'm thinking an angel, demon love story, with a important life lesson, are you two in or super in! I mean the best thing is I've already got it all built up so we could air the episode as soon as we are done editing!"

Patton was ecstatic. 'I'm gonna be on tv! I'm gonna be a guest star on a tv show! What if-' Virgil cut Patton's thoughts of before he could get too far ahead of himself.

"But neither of us have any acting experience. It's not like this is something that you can just say 'I want to be an actor' and bam you're in Hollywood. It takes years to become movie actors."

"You're right and you're wrong. If this was stage acting then you would definitely need more experience, BUT as it is film that we're talking about you don't need much, if any experience at all. And most of the years of work is getting found by the right people and building a reputation. You guys'll be perfect! Now I've got to tell Jackie the news. I'll see you later to talk about plot and makeup." Virgil and Patton were left relatively alone on set.

I'm gonna do the episode after it was (is?) Filmed and then the bloopers and stuff.

Viewer's POV

Jackie looked out the window at the farmland as it zoomed past. He was leaving his adoptive mother behind for the first time since he had landed on earth. He lovingly rubbed his pet Sam, who was currently disguised as a small dog. As the farmlands outside morphed into a cityscape Jackie visibly tensed. When he  stuck his head out the window he was met with the sight of two people brawling on a nearby rooftop. Jackie unrolled the window, flying out to see what exactly was happening. He peeked out from behind an air conditioning unit close by.

"You really think you could ever beat me, demon! Justice will always prevail!" The person in a flashy superhero costume laughed, hovering a few inches off the ground.

"Justice is a corrupt idea that has been created to placate the masses into believing in fair retribution for mistakes." The other person wore a black cloak and had black horns poking thru his black hair. They sized each other up before the music started. "I heard the angels call again
I threw myself a party
Chardonnay and oxy
I stopped the screams inside my head
I remember when he had me
Floating high like Sid and Nancy
They say it's not the answer but I can't carry on
'Cause I got nowhere, no one, without that boy I'm done
And when I'm gone, remember you're the one
And just because I fight don't mean that I never learned how to love!" The fanged teen screamed the last lyric as he launched himself at his opponent.

"You know devils don't fly." The hero easily dogged the demon, floating higher as he teased them.

"So don't expect me not to fall!" The demon jumped to a closer rooftop.

"Devils don't fly!" The colorful contender sounded less sure of himself this time.

"But God we almost had it all!
But I got chains and he's got wings
You know that life ain't fair sometimes." The hero floated farther away from his opponent to make up for the shrinking distance between them.

"Devils don't fly!" The hero floated back, fear in his eyes as the demon prepared himself to jump over the large gap in between the buildings.

"But I try." The demon jumped missing the ledge and sliding painfully down to the top of the fire escape. "What's a boy to do when he's not strong," The tall boy got up from his laying down position.
"When everyone that holds my hand
Gets cut from all the thorns." He took off his black gloves to reveal sharp claws.
"I used to put my ear against the wall
To hear the screams, to hear the fall
More reasons to escape it all!" The demon climbed the wall, surprising the hero on the roof. "And it's not the answer but I can't carry on
I give my best smile, my last dime
But I'm always getting wrong
It's not 'cause I'm young or from a broken home
Maybe I just fight 'cause I don't know where I belong!" The cloaked young man landed a  punch, sending the hero ricocheting across the roof.

"You know devils don't fly!" He clutched his inured jaw.

"So don't expect me not to fall." The demon stood taller.

"Devils don't fly!"

"But God we almost had it all
But I got chains and he's got wings!"

"You know that life ain't fair sometimes!" The boy in the super suit punched his opposite directly in the chest, cracking the cement that he landed against. "Devils don't fly!"

"But I try." Skeletal wings emerged from his cloak as he got up. They mirrored the bone structure of bat wings, without the flaps of skin that allowed flight. "Angels were never meant to fall
And you took the loveliest of all
If I thought God could fix it
I'd pray for your forgiveness
But I've been cast down, thrown out
When I crossed to the other side!" The demon took a menacing step forward.
"No devils don't fly!" He stood on the edge of the roof, facing his lighter opponent.

"You know devils don't fly!" The hero uncapped a small vial of liquid.

"So don't expect me not to fall."

"Devils don't fly." He had a knowing smirk on loud lips.

"But God we almost had it all
But I got chains and he's got wings
You know that life ain't fair sometimes!"

"Devils don't fly!"

"But I try!" The demon jabbed one of his wings at the hero, skimming his side with one of the sharp points.
"But I try." The hero tackled him, throwing the liquid from the vial onto him.

The demon let out an ear splitting scream and disappears in a flash of bright light. Jackie pulled back, surprised that the hero would go as far as to kill the demon in order to stop him. The costumed young man flicked the small vial onto the concrete, before flying off. Jackie rushed forward picking up the well crafted lump of glass and tasting some of the remaining liquid. "Must have been holy water." He pocketed the vial before flying back to the car.

I'm going to leave the chapter there and continue the episode next time because I have a project due tomorrow and TheSongGirl9 feels the need to annoy me till I stop procrastinating.

Anyways, I actually posted on my tick tock for once. If you want to check it out my username is the same as it is on here. It's not sander sides related but it does pertain to this story.