Ch1
I was not what humans refer to as evil; I was not hated or feared. I was simply a child, and I grew and leaned as any child. One day the deities came to our people and asked us to serve them, to let them use our race as messengers, guardians, and so on for them. We numbered in the thousands by this time so our elders agreed and each of the deities was allowed to select from our ranks. A shy deity came to my home, she was sweet and kind and loving. She brought with her two other angels that she had selected, their names where Michal and Gabriel, brothers by choice and closer then any blood bond could create. I saw them and I fell in love, it was child's love I will admit now. They were not the first angels I had seen but something in their presence, their power, I was in awe of them. I was about the age humans would call the teenage years. It took me a moment to realize they even had a deity with them. Her name was Yahova. She asked me if I would like to join her, I agreed and with my parents tear filled blessings I went. Yahova wanted me to learn to fight, and it was Michal and Gabriel she put in charge of teaching me. I was a fast learner and I quickly began to develop new ways to use the things they taught me. My childish love for them fell away over the years of my training; they became more to me then ever cared to admit. They were infinitely calm and patient with me, they helped me find flaws in the maneuvers I would develop. They made me stronger, and I'd like to think in turn I made them stronger, although I doubt it.
I remember their first fight, I was out in the city what I was doing I don’t quite remember. However I was attacked, by a creature that was neither human nor Djinn, I fought it off and thought I won when I severed its head from its body. What I didn’t know was that the body grew a new head and like wise the head grew a new body. I was not egger to repeat my mistake and began to try to find a way to subdue this new creature for it most surely was not of angelic origins. I defended my self well and it was while defending myself I realized that it was because I was female that it was attacking me.
I realized I was in it lair, I realized I had forgotten the first thing Michal had taught me, always be aware of your surroundings. It is your surroundings that give you the advantage over your opponent, even in his own home. You can learn things about him, his habits, his likes, and dislikes. By knowing that you can use it against them. I didn’t take my eyes off the thing attacking me but I let my eyes take in what they could, along with my other senses. The smell of rotting flesh, feathers strewn every where with rotting blood soaking them and above all the corpses that where ripped apart. They were all angelic females, and they all had their woman hood torn out. I was horrified by what I saw, I was repulsed, and now I had just created two of these beasts.
It came at me again swiping its claws towards my lower stomach. I looked around again and realized that the bodies off all these women had their birthing sacks ripped out, I didn’t see them any were and something in the beast’s eyes told me why. This thing before me fed on them. Anger poured threw me along with pure fear. I didn’t know how to kill it; I was scared that if I did it wrong it would just multiply again. Neither Michal nor Gabriel knew where I was, no one was going to come to my aid. I was completely alone with two beasts that feasted on female angelic flesh. They circled me a few times and I could hear Gabriel's voice in my head as if he were there.
"Give your opponent nothing, but make him revel all. If you have to block an attack use only basic blocks, he will think you are unskilled. Expect only basic attacks at first but they will increases in skill so if you can avoid the attack. Make them think they are attacking a fledgling, make them think your scared and weak. Once they underestimate you, you'll have the upper hand." He had told me as he circled me.
"How will I know when that is?" I asked.
"You'll know, you'll feel it…"He paused his words but attacked me physically. I blocked and moved springing as I did only to be caught by Michal; I didn’t even know he had been there. My back was pressed to his chest, my wings were down, and one arm was wrapped around my waist and arms preventing me from moving as he held me to him.
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