Hell Born

*Trouble on Earth*

"Yeosang, there's a demon causing trouble down on Earth. Seek the son of a man with two-toned hair working at an establishment of Hell itself. Your job is to negotiate with them and convince them to return to Hell. If they refuse, you know what to do."

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Yeosang grunted in pain as he landed face first on the dirt ground. Falling from heaven was much more painful than he expected. Not letting the pain get to him, the young angel hastily stood to his feet, looking around for any source of demonic energy. Not that he'd find any here seeing as he landed in the middle of the woods. He let out a huff of irritation. Yeosang stretched his arm out. His hand glowed with a bright aura, a large, golden sword soon appearing in his hand. He smirked. Though part of his assignment was to attempt negotiations, Yeosang was much more fond of the other, quicker and more entertaining method.

This was his first mission on Earth and he wanted it to be fast and stylish to impress the other angels. To do that, however, he needed to find out where the heck he even was.

He was given no names, faces or helpful specifics. All Yeosang had to go off of was that his target was a demon causing trouble and was the son of a worker, nothing more. Yet what was life without a little challenge though? He was sure he'd find his target in time. He made sure to run though all the steps he was taught. First, find a traceable source of dark magic. Yeosang closed his eyes, trying his best to focus on his surroundings. He heard the rustling of leaves, the gibberish of the small animals and he could feel the life around him - no traces of dark energy.

Next step, find civilisation and detect anything strange. Easier said than done. Yeosang arched forward, ready to take flight yet nothing came. In shock, he felt around his back but his wings weren't present. "Are you kidding me?" Seems he was going to have to walk. How mundane. Thankfully, Yeosang could sense human life not too far from him. Still, this was so beneath him. He was an angel for heaven's sake, he should be treated as such.

Unfortunately, Yeosang was about to learn the hard way that Earth didn't necessarily follow Heaven's rules.

Using his expert navigational skills (he walked around in circles for about thirty minutes), Yeosang was finally able to locate some people. It was a crossing of sorts that led right into a busy city. The young angel was both confused and intrigued by the bustling sight in front of him. It was his first time in a civilian area and the odd vehicles racing all around him almost called him to walk forward. It was due to this call that he slowly made his way towards the road in front of him with great curiosity. One of these vehicles came to a grinding halt, stopping just inches before the young blonde, with the driver angrily storming out to meet him.

"You dumbass kid!" The irritated human shouted, shaking his fist wildly at Yeosang like some sort of lunatic. "What the hell are you doing in the middle of the road?" The angel scoffed at this angry offence. He felt the need to flair his wings yet was disappointedly reminded that they were no longer there.

"How dare you? I am Kang Yeosang, great angel of swiftness, heir to all that is great in the heavens above and trained under the archangel- '' By now however, the man was looking at Yeosang as if he was the crazy one and simply waved the boy off.

"Angel of swiftness my ass, spoiled kid..." A wave of irritation washed over Yeosang as he suddenly dashed behind the human and slammed his head down against his vehicle. Cars passing the incident awkwardly swerved past both trying to avoid an accident yet still trying to catch a glimpse of the conflict.

"I'm looking for a man of two-toned hair," He hissed in the squirming man's ear. "He resides at an establishment of Hell and I must find his son. Take. Me. To. Him. NOW!"