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"Well now that you're up there's no point in prolonging this. Let's call up Bae." Stacy swivelled on her stool and did an adjustment to her breasts that looked like she was weighing them. Macy glanced at the mirror to fix up her eyebrows with some tweezers while I sat there to wonder who the hell would they consider as bae? I pictured Satan to be the only species of man to attract them and for them to attract. Yes Satan with great big horns and goat legs and maybe even golden tusks for nipples.

Macy pulled her sister along to the centre of the room right in front of me then she grabbed a piece of chalk and began to draw some foreign writing on the ground.

"Fix that symbol, we don't want that buffoon showing up again." Stacy remarked then applied some lipstick. Macy fixed the unrecognisable symbol to another unrecognisable symbol and I turned to Michael who still curled within himself facing away from me. If I could at least get him out of here I would be satisfied. Erica and I can look after ourselves. I think...

"You don't need Michael here. Let him go." I said.

"And let him go crying to your fake mother? I don't think so." Stacy spat. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at the boy with a hunger. "Besides, Bae will want a snack."

"You're vile." I hissed shaking the bars violently.

"Quiet little pest or no treats for you." Macy snickered still setting up the, whatever exactly they're doing with the candles and a box of condoms.

"What are you doing? If I'm about to experience you're live porno with some demon I would rather you just kill me now."

"Shut up Angie or we'll be forced to gag you."

"I'm already gagging at the sight of you. You're both disgusting little shits and once I get out of here I will use whatever power is necessary and torture you to death."

"Threatening us in your position. You're incredibly stupid you white haired bitch."

"This is no time for compliments Stacy." I replied mordantly then I shook the cage again and started hollering at the top of my lungs just to be incredibly irritating. I want Blaz, I want Mr Cat, I want Erica to not be in a cage, I want Aunt Gladys to not be dead, I want my father to come and find me, with Dara... and Blaz... And two hell hounds that use Stacy and Macy as chew toys. Blaz I wish I never left you, please find me even if it is just to catch me topless again. Blaz. Help me.

Macy shot up off the ground dropping a candle. "Shut it or Michael will cop the punishment—What?" Macy looked across at an empy cage. Michael must have slipped through the bars while I was screeching. Good Boy! "Fuck me!"

"I like penis." I muttered. "So no."

Stacy stomped her foot in frustration. "Ugh the litte brat! There's no time now. We have until sundown! Let's call bae." I mentally thanked whoever is up there looking out for me and prayed that Michael finds help. Preferbly someone like Mr Riley or Jesus Christ.

Stacy and Macy entertwined there hands and stood in front of the symbols and the red melting candles. They began to chant something I can only assume is satanic or just plain magical jibberish and only when the darkness of the room some how further darkened I grew frightened. My heart began to hammer and a violent breeze started to swirl around flicking my hair as if it were threatening to create a tornado and how I envy Erica who is still asleep through this. A storm brew and thunder struck inside and outside of the creepy house and my eyes began to water as I prayed and continued to pray that someone comes for us soon.

Smoke began to form through the cracks of the floor boards where the writing or symbols glowed. The twins eyes were black and their skin pale as ice then I realised they weren't even on the floor, they were hovering above it as they kept chanting. The smoke grew and grew then formed into a great globular head that roared up at the ceiling with a gigantic monstrous mouth.

"BAE!" They cheered while I stared at the golden eyed creature horrified. Smooth olive skin and black oily hair started growing on the great bald head. The body was smoky and turned into a black fiery suit that seemed to be burning.

The gigantic man bellowed. "WHO DARES DISTURB ME?" The wind and storm swiftly began to cool down. "I was having a power nap." The most unimpressive sentence came out from a very handsomely creepy man with a black scar riding down along the bridge of his nose. He looked horrifyingly beautiful as angels tend to look even with scars and smoke rising out of them.

"Macy."

"And Stacy." The twins answered still holding hands and still hovering. "Have called forth for you. We have what you want."

"If it's Scarlet Johansson waiting for me in bed then I'll believe that declaration." He slurred rubbing his eyes. Well he is most certainly unimpressive in an impressive way.

That does not make sense.

But neither does my entire life so shut up.

He looked up and glared at his surroundings before his scary yellow eyes fell onto the twins. He was not amused. "You two again."

"Yes my lord." They said in unison. "We have what you desire."

"I've already had my quickie I'm really not in the mood for more pussy right now." He grumbled crossing his arms over rather irritable. The twins seemed shattered by this notion then grew tiresome themselves. Oh boohoo a waste of condoms oh well no dark demon sex tonight. Thank fucking god.

"My lord..." They said but he was no longer paying attention as he spotted Erica looking unwell. His face became grim and the girls came to be impatient of his attitude.

"You have one of my brethren in a cage." He said. "I would be impressed that you managed to capture such a high ranking Angel." They grinned up at him as he smirked down at them. But his large head tilted forward to morph into frown. "However she is one of my son's favourites which makes her my favourite and therefore this sight makes me very very livid." He is meant to be intimidating but he made his voice low and piercing as if he were at the same time seducing the twins. Maybe that's why they appear so confused.

"My supreme Dark Lord. We thought she was the hybrid angel you have been searching for. She tricked us for the abomination sits behind you." Stacy forced a grin, she even pushed out her chest to capture his attention to them. He seemed too tired to notice her 'flirtation'.

"Who am I? Voldemort?" He muffled angrily as he turned to look at me. I suddenly felt self-concious with his yellow eyes raking over my naked chest before grasping my wings. I covered my breasts with my arms but I feel like I should really be hiding my wings from his view because his eyes widened in astonishment. "You couldn't be." He floated forward right at the cage door. "How delectable." He said looking as if he's about to drool or as if I am some fantastical creature and I most certainly feel like one in this cage. All vulnerable and forced to be seen as entertainment. I will never think of zoos the same way again. "The master will be pleased."

"Wow-wow-wait." Macy growled. "You're not the official leader of the Dark Angels."

His gaze remained fixiated on my face and I felt frozen when he reached over my shoulder to feel the texture of my white feathers. I trembled. "Like silk." He whispered daunted. Then said out loud. "As the second in command of the Dark Angels I am obliged to take you to the true leader. You look so much like your father." I decided against better judgement to smack his hand away and back up in my coop. He didn't seem altered nor offended by the act. He only grinned a sickly grin.

"We were promised a great deal for this. When do we receive our prize?" Stacy sneered. Is she out of her mind? Talking to an all powerful being like that even if he isn't the leader. I would still, am still terrified to upset him and by the looks of it he's already maddened.

I leaned forward to speak and he seemed eager to hear my voice and so I whispered in all seriousness. "Please if you're going to take me. Rid the world of them."

He looked at me with mocking sympathy. "I'm afraid that's not how it works little darl." I cringed at the nickname. It's worse than princess and I swear if anyone starts calling me precious flower I will die trying to throttle them. "You will receive your reward." He said gently stroking the padlock. With whatever magic it broke and he pulled the door open. He took my hand and pulled me out from the cage. "You are stunning." He twirled me around removing the bound on my wings so I stretched them from the discomfort which pleased him immensely. "Tell me, what powers do you hold within that little soul of yours?" He pointed between my breasts making contact with my shivering skin.

"Well for one thing..." I burned his hand with my violet fire and he screamed in agony knocking me aside into the symbols on the floor. I hit the candles and I watched one roll away still lit until I was kicked in the face. The kick did nothing to me, -the angel strength is working its magic on me- and I shot daggers at the twins who were just as aggravated at the situation. Confused as to why I decided not to concern myself with their feelings because they have been planning to sell me off like a hooker to Lucifer's Beta.

"Stupid little bitch." Stacy derided. The Dark Angel made an animalistic growl, a much more terrifying one to Blaz's at the twins before glowering down at the state of me on the floor. The chalk markings had rubbed itself on my breasts but I think it best not to be fondling while being watched by evil.

"You look like your father, but you have the attitude of your mother!" He jeered. "The dauntlessness she had became her end." What? No. I don't believe it, he speaks of her as if she's dead.

"Do not speak of my mother or my father! Just tell me what you want so I can be done with this!"

He chuckled. "My dear one there is no escaping now. You're alive, you're a weapon to my leader, your leader. You're the perfect threat. And I am taking you to where you rightly belong."

"Who are you?" I questioned.

"I am Zaniel." He said and I felt the floor shake in terror of such lame name. "What might your name be?" Not replying. No. You don't need to know.

"I am not going anywhere with you." I said bravely.

His smile slipped. "Not even to see your father?" I hesitated. His eyes glistened. "He'd be awfully happy. I can only imagine..."

"I'm sorry was I unclear?" I replied as sassily as a half naked girl with chicken wings could. "Not. Going. Anywhere."

He grunted. "Not by your own free will." His hand grasped my my hair and I screamed kicking out at him as he lifted me up. "Would you ladies care to send me back?"

"Not until we get our reward." They said spitefully. Seeming to hate the fact that I captured his attention more than they and crossed their arms over glaring at him expectantly. "We want what's rightfully--,"

A yowl and crack of stone made us all freeze and suddenly a part of wall was collapsing inwards threatening to squash us flat-specifically me. I was dropped and left to be crushed and I closed my eyes waiting for impact. Which didn't come and I dared to open my eyes finding a great black fuzzy creature over me holding the wall up and then tossing it over my head. I didn't look where it landed and only hoped it crushed someone and I couldn't look away from the great big amythyst eyes smiling down at me.

"M-m-Mr Cat?" The black cat furry that looks like its on steroids grinned baring a full set of shark teeth. Not charming evil cat teeth but great big ugly shark teeth. The shape of his face was more angular and panther-like than of a normal house cat and his body was larger than a human body-builder's. Like a big fuzzy hulk with abs and a purple lion –cloth over his kitty manhood. A fire blazed around him which I figure is from the candle and ate through the walls threatening to collapse the whole building.

The only way I am going to survive this is by pure luck and the cat hulk.

He grumbled down at me then gave me little lick on my forehead. Like a kiss of good fortune before Zaniel had attacked him. "No!" I screamed. But Mr Cat had it covered. He fought Zaniel and Zaniel slowly transformed into some other monstrous creature. I rolled over and ran towards Erica who still lay unconscious in her cage wiped out and I panicked because I couldn't see her chest moving. Movement caught my eye as the twins began to crawl down some hallway. "Oh no you don't!" I grabbed Macy's ankle and hauled her body back as she screamed then picked her up by her stupid little pony tail and threatened to scorch her with my own flames. Stacy faltered to attack me as she eyed the fire ball in my hand. "Unlock her cage." She didn't move. "Now!" Defeated she brought out a set of silver keys from her bra and unlocked it. I tossed Macy at her and went straight for Erica struggling to pull her out.

"Angelica?" She murmured. "It's the twins. The fuckn' evil witches with fake tits." Her head fell in the crook of my neck as I held her body up to walk.

"I know." I said glowering at them running away. She leaned off me and stood on her own facing me. She grabbed my shoulders and stared at with such intensity I felt like I was drowing into her eyes. "That's not all." She said. "There's something I need to warn you about."

"Erica we don't have time. The house is about to collapse on--," something wet and warm grabbed my leg and instantly I was flying upside-down crashing through the roof and into the sky. Erica screamed and followed up after me but at the speed of whatever is holding me, beat her by miles.

I was gradually lifted the right way up and looking into the terrifying yellow eyes of Zaniel with jaws stretching back to his ears and his talon feet holding me while his indestructible sharp black wings gusted winds over the land below us. I felt my chest constrict as I thought of a death I wish to not be true and the pinks in the sky darkened to night while I shivered freezing under the pure evil stare of evil himself. "You are possibly the ugliest creature I have ever seen in my life."

He laughed. "Then you haven't met the worst of our kind yet." He looked below. "Oh there's Blaz. And his poor pretty sister. I have always liked them..." He paused suddenly growing angry. "They knew of you and didn't tell their kind!"

"No."

"Traitors!"

"No!"

"No? Hmmm. We'll see where their heart belongs then." His talons released me and whipped my hand out to grab on him and only pulled out feathers from his chest that cut my hands like sharp blades of steel. I screamed as I was free falling watching yellow sinister eyes become the stars as his great big black body merged with the dark sky. I watched my tears fly out of my eyes and felt them freeze. My wings! They're not large enough to help me fly and therefore I closed my eyes listening to the wind screeching.

~*~

~Blaz~

I caught Erica as some great wind blew her down to the ground and heavily weighed me down to the Earth as if gravity had intensified. My sister was weak and grabbed my throat shooting daggers at me. "Get Angelica." I narrowed my eyes and looked up to sky seeing a precious white glowing star shooting down. "Bloody hell Blaz move it!" I dropped her to the ground and forced my wings to fight against the storm. I bellowed out a battle cry as I zoomed closer to her and caught her in my arms but the force of her fall knocked me back until I held the both of us securely. Hoisting her body up and wrapping her limbs around me.

"Blaz." She cried into my ear.

"I have you." I felt her nails sink into my skin and her eyes weep on me.

"It-it..."

"What?" She murmured something incoherent. "What is it?"

"Some creep named Zaniel."

I almost got amused by that but I knew this wasn't a time to be the usual Blaz that she's so used to. I am not going to comment on her naked chest or be sarcastic about her puny wings. I am too worried if anyone can believe it or not and great deal of shame sunk my heart. "They've found us." And I have failed William. I have failed my leader and I have failed my princess.

She pulled her head back and stared at me with her soulless black eyes that somehow have a warmth in them. "They found me."

"Where is Zaniel?" I questioned. Her eyes travelled up upwards. "That explains enough."

"Good." She said. "Now move."

"I can't."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't just betray my entire kind."

"He thinks you're traitors." She said as we landed. "I must be taken." She said understanding. "Let me be taken by you." She pleaded desperately. I pulled off my black tee and dressed her with it. She kept herself closed into me with tears swelling in her eyes. "I want to be taken by you. Not Zaniel or William or Ranger or any other angel and demon that wants me. Take me as your prisoner."

"What am I witnessing?" Zaniel's sly voice cooed making her shake in fear and me tense. "Hmmmm... How scrumptious."

"Zaniel? You old bat." I grinned as I turned to face the old lord in his demonic form. Black clouds rolled around him. "You look disgusting." Zaniel slowly reconstructed his face to be his less ugly self in a burning suit and tie. The clouds disappeared.

"I'm quite irked by this Blaz."

"By what?" I questioned confused.

He narrowed his eyes. "How long have you known of the devil's daughter?"

"Long enough."

"And you kept her a secret."

"For good reason."

"And what could that reason have possibly been?"

"To make sure she really is the one and that we don't waste our impatient Dark Lord's time." He stared at Angelica unconvinced. "I do not have to explain myself to you."

He perked his brow at such a challenge. "Is that what you think?"

"I have always been a disrespectful brat."

"I too have the master's impatience Hell Hound."

"You honestly believe I have an ulterior motive?" He thought about it for a great length of time. Meanwhile princess has stayed behind me with her mouth at my neck breathing nervously. At least that's what I mistook it for.

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