Halos & Horns (Dead For Now)

(its knife to see you again...)

(-v- ik the titles a pun but it is knife [nice] to see you still reading my trash and... maybe enjoying it? Idk yet.)

(No ones pov)

After a few hours of chatting, pat and paul split ways. Paul walked back to his house slowly, while pat went to his. Meanwhile tom had looted yet another store, and tord had watched toms messy attempt at a "clean robbery" while laughing to himself a bit. All seemed to be going fine...

(Pat's pov)

The whole way home i felt like laughing i was soo happy. I might of actually made a friend for once!.. or maybe just been tolerated?.. either way it was something! As i made my way to my door, i seen it was already opened a bit. "Ugh not this again..." i said as i go inside. As i walk into the living room, i see exactly who i expected. pay, laying on the couch, probably drunk as usual. As i try and sneak past, he looks over at me. Crap. "H-hey pat..." he says. Yup... hes definitly drunk... "hello pay." I say flatly. He slowly sits up and takes a swig of a bottle he had next to him. "How was y-your day..." he says, hiccuping a bit aswell. "Fine." I say as i take the bottle from him and chunk it in the trash. "Hey! I w-wasnt done with dat..." he says, looking over at the trashcan. "Yes you are. You dont need to be drinking." I say as i walk towards my room. "And learn how to shut doors!" I yell back at him as i walk into my room, shutting the door lightly behind me. His drinking problems gonna cost him a few lives eventually... if not all of them.

(They all have 9 lives. Just a reminder.)

(Tords pov)

As i watch this clumsy mosters second attempt at robbing a place, i gotta say... hes dumber than he looks. His attempts are hillarious though, and i cant help laughing to myself. As the monster runs out with a small item or two, the shopkeeper had pulled out a bb gun and shot at him a few times, with a few barely missing and a few hitting him. As the monster runs back into an alley, the shopkeeper, an angel with semi grey wings, went back into her store conplaining to herself over losing the items probably. I quickly dip into the alleyway, and see the monster didnt get far and had sat down fairly close to the entrance, rubbing his back and tail while cursing to himself. Idiot, i think to myself, if that was a real gun you would have lost a life. as i watch him pull a bb or two out of his tail, he quickly looks up and towards my direction. I was hidden of course so he couldnt of seen me. "Ugh... i know your there you damn fallen. You arent getting my stuff this time." He says, almost daring me to try. "Pfft... nah. I was just here for the comedy show." I say, teleporting to the wall opposite of him and leaning against it. He looks at me with what i presume is a glare, but its hard to tell, being that his eyes are pitch black. "Ynow... your a pretty lousy robber." I say, snickering a bit. "Whatever..." he says, pulling out a flask and taking a sip. "I bet you couldnt do better." He says, trying to be matter-of-fact. "Is that a challenge?" I say, looking at the pathetic monster. "Yea, sure." He says, standing up. "Alright then." I say, quickly spreading out my wings. "I know a place perfect for our little bet... just try to keep up!"

(Toms pov)

As he flys ahead, i run behind him in my monster form. Its starting to get dark, but i have pretty good night vision. As he finally lands, i see we are at the edge of the demon neighborhood. He signals for me to go into the shadows. "Some demons will walk past at this time. First ones yours." He says, leaning back on a tree "Robbing someone? Are you trying to make this too easy?.." i say, almost laughing over how simplistic it is. He points in a direction, and after a few seconds, a figure starts approaching. As it walks past, it suddenly stops. I duck down a bit, but then realize there just lighting a cigarette. As he lights it, back facing me, i slowly creep up behind him  and grab my knife. This is too easy...

(Paul's pov)

As i light a smoke, i feel like im being watched... nah... its probably nothing- suddenly i feel a knife up to my neck. "all your money and stuff. Now." The voice says bluntly. "Alright, just gimme a second..." i say as i put my lighter away. Then i quickly elbow the attacker in the face and grab the knife out of his hand. As i turn around, they suddenly realize that i have the knife, and attempt to take it back. I easily dodge them and prepare myself to stab them if needed. Suddenly, i feel a sharp pain across my shoulder and quickly turn around looking for the second attacker, just to find no one there. Then im kicked off my feet and onto the ground. As i attempt to stand again, i feel a kick to the side of my face, sending sharp pains throughout it. "Alright... dont make us have to do more than necessary..." another voice said, his tone emotionless and ready to kill. I quickly monster and attempt to strike the second attacker, as he seemingly dissapears. "What-" i say, but im cut off by a knife going across my side, making me wince in pain. As i turn around and attempt to strike again, he had suddenly dissapeared once more. As i brace myself for another attack, nothing happens. I look around, waiting for something to strike, but apparently the assailants had fled. I check around once more, then slowly start feeling the pains adreniline had held off a bit. I quickly dash into the direction of my house, bolting inside and locking all the locks, then collapsing against it. My side and arm were still bleeding, along with my nose. As i go to the bathroom and look in the mirror, i realize i also have a black eye and countless scratches. i bandage the cuts and put ice on the black eye, then went back in the living room and sat down on the couch, cursing at myself for not walking quicker. Well... at least i didnt lose a life... and at least they didnt get my wallet-

Damn it.

(Tom's pov)

"Thanks alot for ruining that." I say sarcastically. "Pfft... he would of stabbed you if i hadnt helped." He says, as he dusts himself off. "All you did was attack him a few times! You didnt even get his wall-" im cut off suddenly  by him dangling a wallet in front of me. "You were saying?..." he smirked,  as he started looking through it. "Dumb luck..." i say, watching him fork through it. "... damn it. Theres barely any money in here..." he says flatly as he dumps the little money that is there into his hands. He flips through it, silently counting, as i feel across my lower arm. I find a cut across it, lightly bleeding out. As i cover it a bit, he looks over at me. "You get stabbed or something?" He says. "Im fine." I growl a bit. Suddenly, i see him handing me a bit of money. I look up at him, and i guess he realises my suspicion. "You did half the work of distracting him, you get half the pay." He says, putting the money in my hand.  Still a bit suprised by it, i look through the cash i just got. "... thanks. I guess." I say in a rude and sarcastic tone. I wonder how many times i could fill my flask with this much... my thoughts are cut short by him speaking. "My names tord by the way, not fallen." He says. "Im tom." I say quickly as i put my cash in my pocket. "Dumb monster fits better." He says, snickering to himself. "And stupid fallen fits you better." I say, half-playing. "Tch. Whatever... See ya monster." He says as he slowly stretches his wings out and flys off. As he dissapears into the night, i slowly slink back to the alleyway in which i usually sleep in.

(Yep ik it was short but im working on the next one rn too... i mean whats even the usual word count for these? Mines at 1472 rn =P)