Chapter 4: A Game Of Wits

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56 years ago:

'Am I not worth it? Why didn't they let me speak? Why was I cast aside? WHY?!?! Should have I killed that demon at any cost? Was....was I useless? Will I ever be redeemed? No, High Ranked Angel Angelic said I could never be redeemed. I guess I wasn't worthy to be a pure angel.........Why was I given that mission, it makes no sense. I was a Low Ranked Angel......'

(Y/N) sat on the cold streets of London during winter. Snow falling little by little on her naked (S/C) skin and black wings. shivering, she thought more about what had happened. Confused and filled with hate for herself, as well as for those who cast her out without letting her prove her innocence.

Present-day:

'Why am I thinking about that at a time like this? Is it because the room is as cold has that day? Nevermind that, play attention to the problem at hand.'

The redhead, spoke up breaking my train of thought.

"What's the difference between a Dark Fallen, a Fallen, and an Angel? You all are angels with wings. I don't see why I shouldn't kill you now."

This irritated me more than I already was.

'He really is an idiot'

The other reaper spoke up explaining in irritation while pushing his glasses closer to his face with his middle finger.

"The difference is that "pure" angels have white wings and are excepted by the other angels and they have holy magic. They follow God's wishes like soldiers with no wishes or dreams. Fallen angels are angels that have fallen from grace, they still have holy magic and white wings. They can be redeemed. Dark Fallen Angels have fallen from grace and can not be redeemed no matter what they try. Their wings are black and they are able to use tainted holy magic. No many other supernatural beings have lived to tell anything more, all we know is to stay out of their way and they stay out of ours. Did you not pay attention to when you were briefed about other supernatural beings and how to deal with them?"

"Ah.......no."

Everyone's sweet dropped at his statement.

"You're an idiot."

While this was going on I stood up and walked to the door grabbed my feather, this grabbed the demon and the noble boy's attention. I rubbed my finger against the sharp end of the feather making sure I didn't cut myself. I look at the boy and he looked back at me with curiosity. I chucked at how naïve he is, but I understood where he was going from. He was only a mortal human after all.

"Boy, you really don't know who you're messing with do you?"

"No, but I would like to."

I laughed at his answer

'Smart for a kid, he smells of suffering. That probably why, hmmmm.....'

"Very well, a game of chess?"

The demon butler and the reapers looked at me surprised, but the boy looked pleased. I smirked at this knowing full well why.

"Bella! Bring tea, snacks, and my prize chess set."

Bella opened the door, stepped in, and bowed.

"Will that be all Mistress?"

"For now, yes."

"As you wish, I will be back in 10 minutes."

I nod and she bows and leaves. I set my feather on my desk, then walk to the window. I stare out it, looking down at London and the fresh snow that caked the ever-evolving city.

'It's December already?'

I'm sooooooo excited! I found the song for (Y/N), Hope you enjoyed it and I hope you enjoy the song too! See you soon my lovely reader.

Humanimal out! <3

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