Carlese smiled to herself, "Come on in!" She welcomes, the neighbor comes in and sits down. "I hope you like my pie! 

The neighbor puts the pie down on the table and sits down, "I wanted to talk with you!" Their bubbly sweet tone was like nails on a chalkboard to Carlese, she wanted it gone. "Here, you made the pie so you can go ahead and have a slice!" Carlese states, as she cuts a slice out of the pie and slides it to her neighbor. The neighbor smiles, "Oh, I don't think I can do that!" "Of course you can, go ahead!" Carlese encouraged, speaking in a tone that made her dry vomit internally. The angel began to eat the pie slice, her words were drowned out, it was only white noise to Carlese. Carlese wanted to hear something that she's never heard from an angel before.

She wanted to hear screams of terror.

Carlese pulls out her knife, the neighbor to busy talking. Killing an angel is a tough job, but it's easy if they let their guard down. The neighbor was rambling, and Carlese took ahold of their halo and snapped it in half, the neighbor gasped, her happy smile faded to true terror. Carlese smiled a true sadistic smile. She's never felt better in her entire life. 

"Carlese, what are you doing!? Do you realize what you've just done?!" The angel yelled, Carlese slipping out a knife and coming for her, kicking her to the floor and standing on her chest, leaning down to her face.

"I'm finally having fun~" She murmurs, her voice sadistic, in a craze, drunk with insanity. Carlese plunged the knife into the angel, the other angel screamed but nobody could hear, nobody besides herself and Carlese. The screams embraced Carlese, she craved for that feeling again, and again, and again, going from house to house, murdering couples, families,, oh and she had the uttermost fun murdering children. It was so morally wrong, so cruel and it made her so happy. She took a feather from each and everyone, placing them on her wings as a trophy. 

A mass genocide, it went unnoticed for so long as Carlese claimed more and more victims. It wasn't until someone noticed the sudden drop in the angel population that someone went to investigate, calling an attack team to hunt down the culprit. 

Carlese was running, excitement running freely through her body as the bloodbath continued. Stealing their halos and murder. An eighth of the angel population was whipped from existence before she was caught, but Carlese had become so drunk with her insanity and power that she was extremely powerful, and the more victims she claimed the stronger she became. People attempted to take her life but failed. Carlese murdered them. 

A sixth of the population was gone.

Everyone was on lockdown. Fearing for their lives as Carlese ran past the houses, taking out anyone not inside. For the first time, Heaven wasn't perfect.

Umbree's theory was right. Just a little chaos will break the whole system. Heaven was in fear of this demon, this demonic Angel. Her smile, that smile was terrifying to them. Looking into those eyes of hers struck many with fear. She began to wonder what would happen if she set the place on fire, destruction seemed fun. Taking a match, she lit it and threw it at a house, watching it go up in flames, her smile widened, the family inside screaming as she watched everything catch fire.

The world was her play toy, and she was done playing the same game over and over. She began to destroy buildings, setting many ablaze.

A fourth of the population erased.

Heaven's forces came to stop her, grabbing her and trying to take her restrained, but she never let that happen, murdering anyone in her line of vision. She took them, snapping their head off, crushing the halo in the process. Torment was also a thing she did. Taking the leader, snapping his halo and grinding it up, then beginning to torture him by cutting off his fingertips, nailing him to a metal, and cutting a message into him as she doused him in gasoline, lighting him ablaze.

Her savage smile was her trademark thing, she was very beautiful, but past those eyes was a soul that wanted nothing more than to fix this world of its blind happiness.

Eventually, half of it was gone. Burning alive was one of her worst offenses, just think about how long it takes to cook a steak!

This thought drove Carlese crazy, standing upon her destruction, breathing heavily as she watched her work of art all come together. 

Standing there, she felt satisfied and was ready to take her own life. 

Suddenly captured by others, her perfect death was taken aback, her plans shifted, as she got cuffed and pinned, her halo stripped from her, turning her into a mortal being. She walked to the edge, looking off as guards edged her closer. 

"How far's she going to fall?" One asks, "Hopefully down to the boiler room of hell." another responded. 

Carlese twitched a bit, snapping free of her chains and breaking her wings loose, but before they did anything they watched her run and jump off. Everyone stood in shock, looking down, just to be greeted by her flying back up, spinning around and snatching her halo back, flying up just to look down on them.

"I will return one of these days and gets these cuffs off my arms. You shall see my true potential one day." 

She fell back again, going to the mortal world, leaving Heaven in shambles. Heaven was no longer a place of perfection, the cracks in what truly could go wrong were so much for someone. The safe house was packed, and they were notified that Carlese was taken care of. They all came out, looking at their surroundings to find that everything is ruined, destroyed. None of them saw her, but they could only imagine. It was being rebuilt, this was going to be a tragedy that'd be forgotten. 

The pathway to the gated of hell was shut down. Forever. 

Hell got news on this, broadcasting through hell was reports of what went down. Umbree watched this screen.

Horror filled her body as she saw the aftermath, no images of the suspect were taken, but Umbree knew who it was. She couldn't believe the one angel she met turned out like this. She couldn't believe she was dead, which is what it was reported to happen in order to not cause panic.

She decided to go to the mortal world, and live there for a change.