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flash fic No.5

In the school of angels, everyone knew Cassie.

Good Cassie, nice Cassie. Right? I bet you would know her too.

Well, for some of her schoolmates, she was too nice, and it annoyed them.

So, our story starts at a trick that went too far. We shall start, we don't have much time.

It's common knowledge among the whole supernatural society, and especially among the angels and demons that the blood of the latter, burns the angels' skin like it does the holy water with the demons. Everyone knows this, even some humans too, who are involved in the world behind the shadows in some way. But this is not the story I need to tell you now, maybe one time you'll hear it too, maybe even from me.

Not changing the subject, generally everyone knows this fact. Our heroes – or villains? Who knows? – knew it too. So they went to the place where everyone could get anything they want, with a little dedication to it; and got some demon blood. They wanted to play a trick on our good Cassie, nice Cassie, even if this trick was a little too evil for creatures made of the sunlight, even if this trick was a little too far. They didn't expect an even darker trick in response.

I say, let's jump on the exciting part of the story, on the night of the event that we didn't expect!

The blood was on its way down, perfectly toward our good Cassie, nice Cassie. When it landed on her, everyone was shocked, the trickers expected screams, tears and burning scent, sound.

But there was nothing that burned, besides the long hid hatred in our not so good, not so nice Cassie's eyes while her pure, snow-white wings turned into a wicked, oily black color, skinny and boney, with pointy and sharp thorns at its top, waiting for violence and death. Her raspy, otherworldly – even for the angels – laugh filled the room, the same way as terror filled the eyes of everyone.

And oh! The trickers! They didn't want this! Definitely didn't. But there was no back, the wheel of Fate doesn't spin backward.

"You angels are all so, so stupid!" she shook her head, almost in disbelief. Behind her back, everything caught on fire at once, making the Heavens a little like Hell with the red hot flames eating up the decorations and slowly everything.

She brushed her blonde, long hair with her hands and the locks of the truly angelic hair turned into short, bright ginger like the fires under her fingers, making her charmingly beautiful with a hint – it's a lie, she was all danger – danger.

The trickers were the first who tried to escape, but she didn't let them. They were killed first, thanks to the whole 'mess a little with our good Cassie, nice Cassie'. The first thing they learned in the Hell, that you shouldn't mess with the good Queen Cassie, nice Queen Cassie.

She never had much patience after all.

A/N: Alright, this is the last one for now, I will be back with more in a while. Love y'all!