Demon vs Dream Eater

Azazel narrowed his eyes. Something was off he knew it, but couldn’t place it. He look down the hall and then moves to the table and pulls the radio out “Intern where is Virus and 7-2?” He ask. Virus stood there staring at Azazel body and the angel. Everything in him wanted to take the angel destroy, but he wanted far away from Azazel. Oh fuck. Uh. Who the fuck was 7-2? What did the intern sound like? He flipped back through his mind to think of something but instead went with static. A voice chopped up with robotic sounds … Continue reading Demon vs Dream Eater

Need to Escape

Azazel walks Mariel into the surgical bay and points “Theres the sinner, he needs your divine punishment pet. Go show him why you are the divine beauty, the divine wrath.” He told him. Wagner turned his eye toward the voices, tensing in his bonds. Oh fuck, this wasn’t going to be fun. The angel’s armor was still bright and silvery despite its black and sapphire engraving, and he stood looking like a marionette as Azazel’s words sank in. Smiling gently, he stepped forward past the demon towards Wagner, his hands extended in a display of benevolence. “You again. Still sinning. … Continue reading Need to Escape

The Job Of an Angel

Mariel had no idea how long he’d been out, but he knew two things. One, his godsdamned -everything- hurt despite not being injured. He’d healed while he slept and was health-wise good as new, though the pain of the stain on his light was coursing through him and leaving him with an unpleasant pain pinging through his frame. The second thing he knew was that his collar was deactivated still. Sitting up, it took little to will himself into his suit of armor, though the shining silver was accented and engraved with black instead of the usual gold. He frowned, … Continue reading The Job Of an Angel

Continued punishment

Azazel walk through the halls as he comes to the surgical bay. Walking on “one day….. .one day I will have you fixed…or have you dead.” He told him. “Not to worry worm. Soon I will fix all your mistakes and I will have bloody. ” he cackled. He then goes to grab Wagner throat and pick him up. Slams him into the table “so Wagner….care to explain the eye to me?” He grinned as he went to strap him in, couldn’t have him squirming. Between the ache of being dragged by his hair and the persistent burning on on … Continue reading Continued punishment

Pets toy

As the hours passed, the sleepless angel was sitting on the bed, legs criss-crossed and wings pulled around him. Aside from some scarring that would take time to mend, he was fully healed…which meant his eyes could now survey the damage done to his wings. He was staring at the deep black feathers curled around him, broken only by the sapphire rachis and the occasional silvery grey feather still hanging in there. He’d been like this for hours, staring silently at them. Azazel had just been watching him, grinning like a jackass. He slowly move to sit up, leaning to … Continue reading Pets toy

Further corrupted

Azazel pulls Mariel with him grinning he pulls the angel against him “mmm you made that all the more better pet. Calling him out.” He growled. Leaning in to kiss Mariel. Mariel pressed back against the wall only to be pulled tightly to the demon instead. “L-Lies,” he whispered. “It was Stahs, he w-wasn’t here to save us. The f-file said – ” he gave a soft squeak as he was kissed, his body twisting as though writhing in pain. “Let me die,” he whispered in a quiet plea, wings flapping against the wall and floor pathetically. Azazel chuckles “don’t … Continue reading Further corrupted

The Painter

Wagner had yet again evaded Azazel and on the run yet again, thinking he was going to get away this time. It was all a game to Azazel who tracked his every move easy and just let him have his false hope. Wagner had been out for weeks happy, he even found a local artist with whom he enjoyed their art from afar. They painted the plague and macabre stuff and he enjoyed it. They had an eye for the gruesome, a beautiful way of capturing the dead. Wagner was defiantly thinking he found his new fledgling. He loved art … Continue reading The Painter

cracks in the hive

Virus just frowned ” theres no beating him. No matter how hard I try… he wins…everyone prefers him. Hes the bad guy and he wins.” Black tears still streaming “we are just broken. No one wants. We are never enough…..never enough. No matter what we do, how much we modify, it will never be enough.” Gears listened to him speak, aching for Virus and seething at Bex for doing this to him even if it was in a nightmare. It was still his fault. He lifted his head from his shoulder to look him in the eyes as he held … Continue reading cracks in the hive

Aftermath of a mess

Azazel didn’t say anything at first. He went to Wagner and grabbed his throat “you knew bloody was here and you let them escape. How dare you..then breaking all the cell doors.” He was blaming Wagner for that as he didn’t know it was Stahs. Wagner smiled wider as Azazel grabbed his throat. He gave a little nod, not denying it, even if it wasn’t true with the footage gone he decided it might be better to simply let Azazel believe what he wanted. Either way it wouldn’t end well for him. Wagner dangled from where the demon had lifted … Continue reading Aftermath of a mess

Of bloody chaos and nightmares

As the chaos of Stahs arrival in the lab goes on…. Gears carried Virus hastily to the room, feeling one of the shapeshifters in monitoring reach to him he scanned the cameras. Stahs. Virus didn’t want Stahs harmed. Wagner didn’t want Azazel to have Stahs. He quickly altered all the cameras in the facility to loop, backtracking the cameras in the lobby and elevator to before Stahs had come on screen. Virus made a slight face as he was carried to the room. He felt a call but couldn’t place it and couldn’t wake up. His body needed time, he … Continue reading Of bloody chaos and nightmares