Angels vs. Demons- A hybrid battle. COME JOIN US!!!

[Khaoticsin]

((Sooo, is anyone else sorta lost?))

[Akiko-infinity]

Celestia flew back to France with tears blinding her vision. She didn't bother to sneak around, only wanting to find Arty. She caught Arty's aura coming from one of the few standing bars left, and flew down.
((My previous posts are on pg. 206...))

[Decora Goddess Of Ice]

Annabella, Princess of the Underworld

It must have been midnight before Annabella woke up. The soft wind whispered in her ear and entangled itself against her hair as she pushed it away from her face. She pushed herself up on her elbow, noticing her body was full of cuts from the previous nights. What had happened? She had been with Clay, hadn't she? But a few minutes after bringing him back she had ran to the woods, drowning herself in a lake nearby and staying there until her body had healed internally. After that, she had dragged herself out of the water, falling asleep on the cold and snowy earth beneath her. That had been a week ago. Her body was covered in snow, and any small movement would cause it to fall to the ground. Underneath the layer of snow was a delicate black gown that had been ripped from the fight and now had icicles hanging from the sides. Had she been a mortal, she would have died days ago. A small flickering flame was shining behind her, and the smell of fresh baked potatoes and meat hitting her as she turned to look at a young man poking his meal with a stick. "Oh good, you're awake." The young man was staring at her, offering her a smile as he stood up from the log that had become his chair. "I've been watching you sleep for the past two days. At first I freaked because I thought you were dead, but you were breathing normally and weren't even cold to the touch, so I guessed you would be okay." Annabella raised an eyebrow, standing up and stretching as she did so. Her bones cracked underneath her skin, and a small groan escaped her throat as she did so. She was completely stiff from her nap. "Well, are you going to tell me what you are? I doubt you're human. Besides... no human can be so entrancingly beautiful." "Watch your mouth, kid. I would hate to have to end your life."

Who are we to judge what is right and what is wrong?

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[Decora Goddess Of Ice]

Annabella, Princess of the Underworld

Annabella's eyes scanned the nearby trees, her eyes lingering on the young man's face to see if she could recognize him. Nobody she had ever met before, no doubt. "I suppose it's fair for me to tell you since you didn't try to annihilate me as I slumbered. No, I am not human. But I will not go into details about my existence. I'm more concerned with why you waited for me to awaken instead of killing me in the spot. You knew I wasn't human, so why take the risk of waking the 'demon?' It is rather dangerous, don't you think?" She circled her pray now, her eyes scanning the leaves above them as she brushed the remaining snow from her form. The young man offered her a crooked smile, walking slightly closer to her as he stuck his hands in his pockets. "Yes, it is rather dangerous, but I was willing to take my chances." The man started pacing back and forth, his eyes boring into Annabella as he did so. "I'm afraid that I've always been in love with the supernatural. I've always wanted to meet someone who wasn't... human. What's been going on around the world has made those ignorant mortals believe that it was part of a terrorist attack, but I know better. This is because of you. You immortals are causing this ruckus, because you are finally standing up for yourselves." Annabella raised her eyebrow, her arms crossed as she studied the man before her. She hadn't noticed before, but he seemed to be quite... loopy. "And I'm guessing you are one of those groupies who expects to find a vampire to turn them so they can go to a concert and scare people?"


Who are we to judge what is right and what is wrong?

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