Random Short Stories

Heaven or Hell

(Damn it's hard to draw hands and a human 😔)

There was a cry. A cry of pain that echoed the skies.

Blood splattered the clouds.

At a near base, the rush of men and woman taking there positions.

"The enemy are closing in, sir! Are men can't take this battle for too long." A winged man rushed in to an office. He has blonde hair and blue eyes, his wings being a light shade of gray with a hint of white snowy flakes. He wore a priest robe within the robe wore protection.

The office was a dull color of gray with a hint of blue. Desk, shelves, cabinets and a person was inside.

A woman stood seemingly, fixing the bookshelf. Her wings were white as snow and at the tips strips of gold. Her brown hair swayed at every moved she made, dark green eyes looking up from her work to blue ones. She also wore a priest robe but she held a sword close to her hip.

She looked at him and he looked at her. She looked at the floor a bit and continued what she was doing. Her hands gently taking the books and moving them to another location. The blonde male shook his head and noticed she was the only one in the room.

"Madam! Sorry to interrupt your work but may I ask, Where's the commander?," the male looked around at any sign that showed where his boss might be.

The brunette suddenly stopped, her words were slow.

"He was no commander"

The male was about to ask what she meant but was interrupted.

"He was a coward"

She looked at him, "Your commander has taken teams 1 to 4 out the back of the base. Since teams 5 through 15 are at the front fighting to save the base from being breached, they toke the time to get the needs necessary to leave."

In the room there was a small window, pointing towards the back, he saw small figures moving away from the base and field.

"They left, THEY LEFT US HERE TO ROT!" His blue eyes widen and became watery. His face was filled with horror. Many people are dying, losing families and friends.

*ROAR* *BANG* *BANG *SCREAMS*

The noises from the field, were ringing in his ears.

"Now, what are we gonna do?"

The lady paused and went back to what she was doing. "I don't know, I gave up the moment people started to die on the field. I...."

Everything was silent. Nothing moved.

"We continue to fight, but we need something, a plan to work with." The male looked determined.

The green eyed woman asked "May i know your name?"

"Huh?"

"May I know you name"

The male responded," Lucas, my name is Lucas madam"

"Winter"

Winter nodded "A plan to survive....why don't we make the enemy move targets. After all we might know some people that would be happy to sacrifice themselves for our survival."

A plan was in motion.

The raging was between Heaven and Hell raged on.

A demon summoned a ball of hell fire and tossed it to a soldier. The angel managed to block and maneuver around shooting an arrow at the enemy in front of him.

'Don't wanna die'
'Don't wanna die'
'Don't wanna die'

Fireworks were shot out of nowhere on the other side of the base. Everything seem to stop for a while to process what happened. The angel used this moment to put an arrow at the head of the demon. It died.

The angel looked towards his group. Everyone stopped. 'What's going on?'.

"RAAAAWWWWWRRRRR!"
"ROAR RAWR GRRR"
"HIISSSSS GRRRR GGGFFFT"

The demons seem to communicate with one another. Angels seem to panic a bit.

"The fireworks seem to come from the side window on the other side"

Another angel, inside the base watching the battle and prepared a supplies to dispatch, announced on there ear piece. Demons seem to move onto the back, the angels found an opening killing those moving to the other side, but some escaped still.

On the other side, some angels walked, drove and fly away from the event of the battle.

"Commander, shouldn't we fight" a teen angel looked a bit angry, he saw some of his friends die. Why aren't they doing anything?

"Then go fight, you annoying brat," a soldier just two years older than him said. All were running...

Then fireworks

Everyone stopped and looked behind them.

"WE ARE GOING TO DIE"
"FASTER, FASTER, FASTER"

Demons flew, ran, and dragged themselves toward them.

There was no escape of death.

The teen got his weapon and shot. The fight raged on.

Towards the base, two people stood by the window. Lucas and Winter saw the battle, the opening was to great to pass. Bait. That was it.
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Angels roared with victory. Many have fallen, many have been corrupted, many survived.

A punch was blowed on the commanders face and the groups that ran were tied. Some escaped but most were tied. Good.

The groups upfront on the battle field looked at like they were below them. The groups that ran were shivering. Lucas and Winter, the two managed to keep peace and agree on a compromise. The war between angels and demons was still on, but they have one the battle close to the end. The tense air was all they were left in.