Taken

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Me and my friends giggled and laughed as I taught them some of the Grey Spells. They were having a bit of trouble with the magic, but were still having a fun time.

Suddenly, a hand fell on my shoulder. It wasn't a nice hand and from the expressions on my friends' faces I could tell it wasn't someone I wanted to see. Someone I didn't want to have seen me.

"Prince Freshy, you're coming with us." A rough voice whispered lowly.

I tensed. It was an Angelic Guard... An aggressive one nonetheless.

I gulped softly as I nodded slowly. I bet there were more than just one of these Guards here. It would honestly be stupid if there was only one Angelic Guard, specially if they're so certain that Mr. Jam had kidnapped me.

Quickly, the Guard escorted me and my friends to an alley where it'd be difficult to see us. That was when I saw Undyne and Alphys fly down in front of us. From the  glowing aura that surrounded them, they weren't visible to any Mortal.

They both were scowling at me, but Alph's scowl was more of a worried one than one of anger, unlike the fish's.

"You Fallen!" The warrior hissed at me, the insult clear in his yellow eyes. "You allowed a Demon to mark you! Corrupt you!" She howled, bearing her sharp teeth.

I glared at her. Mr. Jam wasn't corrupting me, he was loving me in ways no one else could. Even as naïve as I am claimed to be, I can see that. Besides, he only "corrupted" me when I asked or with my permission at least!

"Yes, I allowed a Demon to have my Kiss." I stood straight as my mentors' eyes widen, Undyne's aggression swiftly disappearing into her surprise. "I had allowed him to mark me the way Demon's mark their one mate, but I'm not ashamed of it, nor have I Fallen for it!"

My words gave the fish warrior her fire again, her wings flaring behind her with rage. Her teeth were once again bared at me with a hiss of rage.

"Not have Fallen?" She screeched, the other Angels backing away from her, even my closest friends moved away! "You are no longer Pure! You will never be our King!" She lunged to me at the last sentence.

My breath caught in my throat as my wings unfurled themselves and pushed me into the air. I wasn't high enough for Mortals on the street or flying over to see, but I was far enough from Undyne.

Her and the others' eyes widen as they gawked at my wings. My bright wings. A Fallen's wings were never as pure as they once were. They would never be like my bright wings  if I truly had fallen.

Gulping some, I gently flew down, staying close to my friends. Quickly, they latched onto me, shaking some, or was that me?

Alphys stepped in front of Undyne, her eyes wide.

"Yo-Your wings?" She whispered, reaching a hand out, but she stopped herself. "They a-are brighter... F-Far b-brighter than an-anything I-I've seen!" She was interested, she was more than that really. I could tell by how she spoke.

I tensed though, I didn't like what she was implying... If she was implying anything.

Quickly, she looked to Undyne, her wings flapping lightly. The giant fish just huffed and glared at her partner before giving in. 

"You better be ready to face your mother." She hissed before turning her back to me, swiftly flying into the sky.

I gulped softly, my soul dropping some. Right... Mother sent them here...

I'm so dead.

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