Starless nights | a South Park Style fanfiction

"Whoa." Stan exhales in a shaky breath, similar to when he'd read about wings in the book back in hell. Although this isn't a book. He isn't a book, he's real. A real angel.

"Get the hell away from me, demon!" The angel stumbles backwards, a grimace pulling at his face. His halo flickers in what Stan assumes is anger, or maybe pain; he seems to be hurt.

OR

Kyle is an angel of heaven and Stan is a demon of hell. Both species are at war, so when they meet, it isn't friendly at first. Especially not to the unpreened angel.