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"Hm, I guess I am in that agreement as well. I had no idea there were other winged people until now." I agreed, finishing off a slice of pizza.

Suddenly, my question about the fourth one became answered, but not the way I had imagined it. I was suddenly pulled up and a dagger at my throat as well as a hand around it, hearing the voice of the fourth angel that Crista had just mentioned shouting. Crista was trying to remain calm, as well as I. But I despised being teh damsel in distress, and thus decided to take action.

Mentally apologizing to God for using the male anatomy as a weakness, I lean my head to the side as I suddenly kick behind me with my foot. I didn't wait to see if I heard a growl or a moan of pain, but instead wrenched dagger from his grip and forced the hand off of me. If the weapon had cut me on the throat slightly, I wasn't aware of it. I move away from him and back to the other two,now understanding why they wanted to reach me first.

As I had been running back, my triumph of getting away was quickly overtaken by pain, and I cried out. Two sharp objects had made their way into my back, and it felt like a thousand white-hot needles being poked into my skin. I fall over, wings toppling ontop of me as I try to let the hardest of the pain subside before rising back up, and it felt like at least one of them had hit a nerve. I could feel tears run down my face, but I was not frightened, nor did my expression show such a thing.

Suddenly, I could see a white light appear over our heads, but I didn't look up at it; who knows what would happen, other than being blinded for life. I keep my eyes focused straight ahead of me, seeing mainly the feet of hte other two, and the duck waddling around in panic. As it came this way, I protected it from the light by hiding it underneath me, using my body as a cave as I half rise and wrap my arms gently around it. It was soft and warm.

By now, I had realized just what that light was. Of course, after seeing a movie from Indiana Jones series and what had happened to the thieves who looked at the angels from the box, I had mixed feelings whether I should have looked or not. Cause it was still God, who was now deciding to help. Had my faith pulled through?

As I finally get the strenght to stand, my back still having the whitehot knives in it, I suddenly feel the evil boy grasp my head and cover my mouth. More in a panic run at this point, I kept my arms folded for some reason as I tried to bite his hand that was covering my mouth as well as beating him with my own wings, but it didn't work. As I was flown off of the tower, still trapped, I realized why; I still had Alflac in my arms, who was quiet now but still very much alive and well, concealed by my arms.

((Well, considering the fact Grace went for the manly weak point, he's probably ticked at her especially. xd It's just all in character.))

The world suddenly came back to me as I began coughing fit for a moment, my face probably red; that stupid creature had cut off her breathing, and she had once again passed out. She hated being the damsel in distress, yet that was all she was today....

As I opened my eyes and the coughing stopped, I jumped upright immediatly; what was this place? It felt a bit cold, and hollow.......a cave? Sure enough, it was. The walls were rock, yet there was a small bed that I was lying on. There was other stuff around the room as well, and while it looked somewhat normal, the whole place had a chilling feel to it. Sort of like a horror movie kind of chill, when it's all calm right before something bad happens. I brushed the hair out of my face for a moment, contemplating what to do. I was still in my stupid uniform, too.

When I suddenly heard a "quack" sound, I turned and looked next to the pillow; sure enough, there was Aflac, looking up at me with concern. I breathe a small sigh of relief; at least we were still safe. Harrow was gonna be mad once he found the duck missing, although Crista seemed almost indifferent to it. But either way, this place can't be good. She wanted to see the other two again, learn more about them and herself. But thsi wasn't gonna happen unless she did someting about it.

Sitting upright and sitting Aflac on my shoulder, I began to explore the room, looking for a way out, since all of the places seemed sealed. There must be a way out to safety.

Now that her vision was more cleared, this place seemed to have alot of sparks....no wait.....FIRE?! Oh dear heavens, was she dragged down to Satan's den?! But it was such a contrast, for the place was filled with lavish fancy furniture, that seemingly of royalty. The gold and sliver jewelry on a vanity shining brightly in the light of the fires that seemed to not want to burn anything. The bed she ahd been lying on was of a fancy silk.

Seeing no way out, she went to look at the mirror of herself. Her face was tired, and still red from the lack of air earlier. Aflac seemed to be of no change of mood, and had begun to try and eat her hair while sitting comfortably on her shoulder. Her uniform was dirty and worn, and, to her horror, the knives were still in her back.

She took a few moments and cries of pain as she pulled them out by sinking her wings back into her body. Tears now in her eyes, she had no way to cover the deep cuts, but let her wings back out to try and shield them from the air. It was so.......strange, how she was all messed up and ragged in a room that was possibly in hell. This made her wonder why she was here, but whatever reason it wasn't good.

((Edited.))

I walked into the holding-room and saw the girl crying. "What's wrong?" I noticed to large cuts in her back and realized that they were bleeding profusely. Quickly I got bandages pain reliever and some hot food. "I really didn't mean to hurt you, I just needded to bring you here. Why wouldn't you just come in the first place?" I cut a small hole in the back of her shirt and put the bandages on. The gave her the pills and the tray of food. "Come on eat up! It won't bite!" I tried to grin, but I couldn't. Something was wrong here and I couldn't quite put my finger on it.


[[remember, my guy doesn't realize that he follows Satan...yet]]

I sighed. "You should eat, and get some rest. I understand how much you've been through. I promise, I didn't mess with the food" I said as looked over the food. "You have it all wrong, We're not fighting, I just needed to bring you guys here. To meet each other. Good night." I left the room and told father. "I gave her the food, she seemed ready to trust me a little. I don't know though..."

I ran out of the door and pulled a trigger, the door slid down, locking both of them in there. "Be good, now. I'll bring you some food in a little while." I said as I pointed at crista. "Bye guys!" I snickered as Crista yelled inaudibally behind the glass.

"Father, another fell ino the trap. What do I do to get the other one? He is smarter than then, and more street-wise."

"No," I groaned and climbed to my feet. I was never one to fall easily. I flew, shoulder first, head tucked down, Straight into the glass. I repeated this several times untill the glass began to frcture. I looked towards Grace, "When The glass breaks, get out." I leaned against it, panting, "Go back to the roof top. I stepped back, "Take Aflac with you, keep him safe, warn Harrow." and again. Bang. again, bang. again, Shatter. Glass pours over me and I inhale deeply. "Go Grace!!"