Black Jacket for a dark soul

Chappter 4-Flying

When I got home that evening in the little flat that I'm renting I went straight to the fridge and drank 2 hole blood bags. I would have to get some more soon I thought to my self. I still down and look at all my mix match furniture. I have a worn brow sofa with a thread bear carpet that this white colour and the tv stand was pink and blue. The job that I'm doing for HIM (satan) actually pays me real money. But not a lot.
As I'm looking round I close all my curtains in preparation of letting my wings out. Even though I don't have much room. I will most likely go out in a few hours to have a fly around.

I lay my jacket neatly on the back of a chair. My wings spring from my back a sigh of relief leaves my mouth as my wings stretch after a long six hours. I give them a few powerful flaps lifting my slightly off the ground sending lose paper everywhere. A child like laughter escapes me. I love this feeling, the feeling of being weightless problem free, and just in general free.

My feet gently touch the cold floor again. I look back at my front door to make sure it's locked. I walk though my living room leaving my jacket behind and crossing to the little balcony I have. My eyes scan the area my heart racing in the hope of being able to fly for a few hours. To my luck it's an empty road and no one is around. It's quite. Peaceful.
I jump.
The air rushes though my hair my eyes close the adrenaline coursing though my vains. Just before I hit the ground. I spread my wings and ascend. The feeling of flying is exhilarating. The cold air hitting your face your hair flying in different directions. I keep going up and up. Till I reach the clouds. I brake though the clouds. Wisps of them following me. I look around in awe. The starts are so clear from here. I feel like I've just entered a fake world. The starts are so bright the moon over looking his children. Making sure there life is bright and that they are okay.
I envy starts. Living with nothing to worry about other then lighting the sky.
I turn around and just enjoy the view that not many get to see. I must have stayed there for an hour. Watching the moon slowly move across the sky. I flew around the hole of the city above the clouds.
As I start to make my way back home. I hear a cry of pain. My eyes look for the source of the sound and see an ally way. In the ally way is a clearly drunk man trying and on his way to succeeding in raping a girl.
I fly down as quick as I can making sure to stay in the shadows I land with a large thump next to the pair. I make sure my eyes are red and that it's the only thing you can see as well as my wings.
'I suggest you go away old man while I still have my temper.' I say in a cold voice the man visibly tenses. He was yet to see me. Unlike the girl. She was shaking in fear.
'And whatttt are y-you gonna dooo bout ittt' The man slurred I could smell the alcohol on his breath from here.
'Turn around' my voice was deep and threatening. The man slowly turned around and when he saw me his eyes widened in fear. He began to shake and his lip quivered. 'W-w-what are y-y-you?'
I smirked my white teeth shining 'I'm your worst nightmare' I started. I could tell that he was someone who would not have been bothered by the fact that he raped an innocent girl. I couldn't have that in my new city. My eyes widened as I jumped to the man. He shrieked in fear. I turned his head to the side and sank my teeth into his juguler.
That awful sound of suckling filled the air but I didn't care. I was hungry and I was saving so many people by killing this one person.
I emptied his body of blood pulled away back to the shadow. Making sure the girl didn't see my face. She seemed frozen in fear. I was about to fly away.
A voice called out sweet and innocent. 'Wait!' She called out. I didn't turn to face but stoped. 'Thank you' She told me with emotion in the saying. 'It's okay' I replied my voice not as threatening but still closed off. I was ready to fly off when she asked me a question that caught me off guard. 'What should I call you?' I had to think for a minute. I smirked turned my head to the side and said with a smile in my voice. 'Your fallen angle.'  

With that I flew away. My mood lifted slightly and my hunger for filled.

A loud bang filled the air as I went up the sound of air rushing in my ears.
I made my way back to my flat and flew in though my open balcony doors. I landed softly on the sofa and just went over the last 100 years or so.  I mean I've had my fair share of fights and people trying to kill me. Especially at the start of the 20th century. I had to be very careful about that.  However it seems as that ally way likes me as it's not the first time something has happened in it.

1903:
My clothes hung loosely around my body. Other then my waist the dress going to my ankles and having a straight cut over my chest. It was late. To late for any respectable woman to be out of there house. But my wings had been tightly wrapped around my body all day begging for me to let them out and fly.
I walked into a dark ally to make sure that no one was around. I was just preparing to get undressed into male trousers and a cotton bra so that I could fly. I heard the scurry of a rat and the sound of feet making there fast approach towards me.

I stoped untying my waist belt and stood in a defensive position. A man dressed in a suit most likely someone from the higher class. He appeared from around the corner and even from here I could smell the alcohol on his breath. It was over powering. The man probably 39 stumbled his way down the ally in the direction of me. Maybe if he didn't drink every night he would be a good looking chap but his not. His eyes are hollow and he has more of a beard then a stubble.
His hair was over grown and sticking up in random areas.            I slowly hid back in the shadows when I heard his laughter echo down the dark ally. 'I know your thereeee..' he has called out to me. 'Come out come out. I don't bite. Not unless you make me'  His voice was drenched in alcohol so I guessed he wasn't that much of a threat. Slowly. Timidly almost I stepped out of the shadows. I hung my head low acting as if I was scared of this man.

'Well aren't you a lovely thing' He has proclaimed. I knew what he was about to attempt but I would not allow it. I let him get a little closer even let him grab my waist. He couldn't even blink before I but into his neck. I drained him slowly. Relishing in his pained screams slowly turning into pitiful moans of pain. Soon I heard his heart beat stop and I let him slump to the ground.

My wings ripped free of the constricting dress and I flew away.