The comedic Tragedy of Asmodeus and Raphael

Chapter 1

A word of warning: Description of blood and a mention of vomit.

They're gone.

...

Oh shit.

Adeline mentally screamed at herself when she entered into the empty torture chamber, the offending demon had fled, nowhere to be seen. She tested the air for their presence, but they were gone for good. Ade started pacing the room, mumbling.

"She's going to kill me. I'm going to die. My death is imminent. She'll skin me and taxidermy the remains. She'll put a plaque next to it that says 'World's worst friend'. Am I her friend? I'd like to think so. Such a shame I didn't get to properly apologize. She'll still kill me. I am dead, I'm a dead demon. She's going to make it painful. I'll feel pain. Oh Satan, I hate pain. At least I made the demon feel pain, but they're gone now. Oh, dear. They're gone now. OH MY DEAR EVIL LORD THEY COULD BE OUT THERE HURTING HER." Ade started to hyperventilate, then gained the tiniest sliver of composure.

"Not if I get to her first. No, sir, no hurting the Angel." Ade started to get up from the wall she was leaning against, deciding she would just teleport to the forest the Angel started to live in. She couldn't teleport directly to her cottage simply because there is too much of an Angelic interference that she might get stuck in a tree.

Ade imagined the place where she wanted to appear and did as so, making sure the particular landing spot was even. She fell about a foot but caught herself on the balls of her feet, making a graceful roll on the forest floor. She was about a mile or so from the Angel's cottage but something hit her full force before she could even take one step forward.

The smell of blood. The Angel's blood.

Ade's anxiety immediately picked up again and she started booking it to the Angel's house. She knew flying would be a lot faster but if she released her wings they might get singed by the Angelic grace surrounding the area. It didn't matter, Ade was still fast on her feeble corporeal legs.

"Elizabeth? Elizabeth?!" Ade shouted.

"Elizabeth! Angel!!" She was screaming now, she could also see the house come into view.

"Angel!!! Are you okay?!" Ade was at the door now, pounding on it even though her roughness was causing her splinters from the old wood. Speaking of splinters, the door was starting to crack from the intensity of her knocks. The smell of Angel blood was so intense now, she could actually see some dried drips leading up to the door and a half-dried pool under the door. It almost made her vomit, surprising herself that she still had a gag reflex.

"Angel! Open the door!" She shouted.

There was a series of small barks and growls before a small, orange and cream dog came around the house only to start charging at Ade.

"Whoa, hey!" Ade tried to cast a demonic miracle on the mutt only for it to be ineffective. Ade stood for a moment in pre shock. She had to resort to running when the dog was still barrelling towards her, fox-like jaws snapping at the air.

Ade was fast but the little HellPup was faster. She realized this almost too late as she leapt on the nearest tree, narrowly missing the hard bite of the ferocious beast beneath her. She scrambled, putting as much distance between her and the dog before she collected her thoughts.

"What the Heaven are you?!" She shouted down, only to get a growl and more barks.

"Okay, you must not understand me..." She muttered more to herself than the menace below her. She suddenly perked up as a thought crashed into her mind.

"Oh, you're the Angel's dog! Yes, she talked about you one time or another. Your name is... Um... AH!" She was trying to remember when the dog almost got her ankle.

"Gimme a second! Jeez... You, you are? C-Carla?" There was a resounding growl as the dog's efforts tripled, jaws getting dangerously close to Ade's exposed legs.

"AHH WAIT WAIT WAIT! I know! Carly?" Higher jumps, a nipped calf.

"Celia! Clover! AHHH CHLOE!!!" The dog stopped barking and backed off, yet still wary. Ade took this chance to explain herself.

"Chloe, yes! You're her dog! You're Angel's dog! My name is Ade, I bring no harm. No. Harm." She gesticulated her words to make more sense to Chloe, Ade thinks she can't understand her.

"I am here to help. Heeeeeelp. Will you please. Let. Me. Down. So I can. Help. The. Angel." She took the moment of silence Chloe gave as a "go ahead" and started to climb down. Once she got to the bottom Chloe started to walk away only to give a glance back when Ade wasn't following her. Ade was pretty far away from the house and this was an unfamiliar forest.

So, with that, Ade followed Chloe back to the Angel's abode. She had no idea what she would find, but by the calm nature of Chloe she could deduce that things were partially in check. Ade wondered why Angel didn't answer the door, and why there was so much of her blood in front of the house. She didn't let herself think too much for fear that she would lose Chloe, who was already way ahead of her. The forest was dark at night, er, morning. It was about 1 AM, Ade guessed it would count as morning. She jogged a few paces to catch up to the meandering mutt and followed her back to the Angel's cottage. The blood was still there, and still pungent as ever.

Chloe waited by the front door and waited. Ade stood hesitantly in front until Chloe gave an annoyed growl, almost as if to say "What are you waiting for?". Not wanting to risk getting attacked again, Ade stepped forward and placed her hand on the doorknob, hoping the scene that awaited her wouldn't be as terrible as her imagination allowed it to be.