Demon's Angel ~ A Contestshipping Story

Chapter 1

Sunlight, how he loathed it. It represented everything he was not. A light after the dark of night, a bright smiling face. Everything he was not.

He was the darkness like that of the new moon-lit night. A pair of glowing eyes in the dusk. He lived on the fear of others. He craved it. He craved the pained screams of those who've felt the pain of Hell's fire, of the torturous Demons who reside there to torment them with every ache know. All of this was his world, a world of night, of pain, of death. But hey, he was a Demon after all.

May yawned and looked out the window to the bright morn with a grin. Morning, the start of the day. Dressing quickly and brushing her short brown hair, she darted down stairs.

"Good morning May." Her mother greeted.

"Morning Mom," May said. "Where's Dad?"

"There was a disturbance at the border." She told her daughter.

"Oh. Well, when he gets back tell him I said hi." May turned and darted out the door.

May Maple was the daughter of a powerful Warrior Angel and an equally as powerful Healer Angel. Unlike her brother Max, May wished to neither her mother or her father's path. Instead she wanted to be a human's Guardian Angel. The thought of helping a human get through the tough times in their life sounded very exciting to May.

"May!" the voice of May's best friend, Dawn shouted. Dawn had long navy blue hair. Dawn run up to her. "Guess…what." Dawn huffed.

"What?" May asked.

"Erika got her wings! How cool is that?" Dawn squealed.

"Wow, that's amazing!" The earning of one's wings was one of the most important times in an Angel's life. To earn one's wings, one has to go a Soul Searching Journey, help a human in need on Earth, or doing something worthy of great honor. May had heard that Erika had gone to Earth to help a human. According to Dawn, Erika help a lonely young girl turn her life around.

"I hope I get my wings soon," Dawn smiled at the thought. "Then I can finally get my job training!"

May laughed, "Me too." The two talked all the way to school.

He groaned and pulled the covers over his head. Why did day light have to take up so much time in the sky? The moon was so much more appealing—both to look at and for his Demon life-style. Stupid, accursed sun, stealing the sky from the moon. He glanced at the clock out of the corner of his eye. 10:15 —only 13 hours until it was dark enough he could stand to be fully awake.

School was over, and the bright, happy, sun smile down cheerfully from the sky. May was walking home alone, Dawn had to stay to make up homework, when a group of young angels caught her eye. Perplexed, she walked over. The group were staring at the boarder between Heaven and Hell. Though no Demon in their right mind would come close to the boarder, it was still against the rules for young ones to be near it. Many a Wingless Angel had broken the rule and stepped into Hell. And quiet a few paid the price. It was almost as if the earth in Hell knew when Wingless Angel stepped onto it. A portal of dark energy would always pop up in the Angel stayed on it for to long and spit them up somewhere in the deep reaches of Hell.

"What are you guys doing?" She asked, peering over their head at the barren wastelands of Hell.

"Our ball is stuck. None of us can reach it," one small Angel pointed to a rubber ball that had rolled out of reach for their small arms.

"Let me try," May gently pushed them aside and tried to grab the ball. Grunting in effort, she found the ball just an inch out of her reach. May looked at the sad little faces of the young ones. She sighed, there was only one way to get the ball. She would have to step in to Hell.

What could one step hurt. She'd even keep on foot in Heaven for safety. "Okay. I can do this." May took a breath and took one big step into Hell, keeping one foot on the security of Heaven. The children gasped at her heroics. May quickly snatched up the ball and threw it over her shoulder. The young one squealed with pleasure, running after the ball.

Only problem was, by throwing the ball, May lost her balanced and to keep herself from falling face first, planted both feet in Hell. She sighed, wiping the sweat from her brow. "That was close. I'd better get back." As May turned to take the one step necessary to her home, a dark portal opened under her feet. The last thing she saw was the horrified faces of the younger Angels.