[M] Broken Wings (E1Alpha & Volleyball)

[E1Alpha]

Rated M for graphical combat scenes, harsh language, possible macabre scenes, and more.

A burning fissure adorned the once peaceful Purgatory, where normally, those who passed on worked off their sins, to be granted access to Paradiso.
Now, however, it had become a burning wasteland, as the vast incursions of demonic forces struck deep scars into the landscape. Demons and angels clashed here, each side fighting for their own reasons, but neither of them willing to falter.
The great fissure that had cracked up the soil was the great threat to the divine warriors. It had be sealed, or the demonic forces would continue pouring in.

From this fissure however, legions of demons had risen, seeking to breach into Paradiso and wreak havoc in Lucifer's name. Amongst these demons was Daevion, a young man who had passed away during a brutal fight. For this atrocity, he was sentenced to the seventh circle, the circle of violence. Because of this, he was amongst the demons Lucifer wanted to fight.
Although he at first refused, the promise of more torture if he did not comply made him fold.

Rushing into battle, he carefully disected a squadron of divine warriors, moving around swiftly and light-footed as his claws always found their target. He did not plan on taking more torture than he already had to suffer. His now blood-soaked claws already had a good body count, as his powerful wings lifted him off the ground in a surge of air, now looking upon the battlefield to find a suitable prey.

[Volleyball]

The beautiful, pure area she once knew was gone. It was a battlefield, blood spots accenting every inch of the area. Screeches rain through the air, many fluttering noises of flapping wings ran through her head. The angels and demons are now fighting. This battle seemed merciless. Her hands were red. From her blood, or from others? There really wasn't much idea, because blood was everywhere. Hands, faces, and of course, on wings.

The fight seemed like it would be going on forever. Purgatory would never be the same. The divine warrior shook her thoughtful head, her powerful, almost blindingly white wings pushing through the air. There was blood spattered and it matted the white feathers, but there was no time to care. Only for battle strategy. Drawing a long wooden bow, there was a sharp arrow notched into the string. Her hands were skillful, the angel has been doing this for many years. Before she died, this angel practiced archery daily. She was a normal 18 year old girl before a robber broke into her home and brutally murdered her. Her pure soul landed herself a place in a heavenly paradise, she was known as Fae.

Fae pushed herself through fighting angels and demons, skillfully pushing her wings. She didn't want serious injuries. It pained for her to say, but pain was not something she wants. Ever. Fae pulled back the string on her bow and released, the arrow flying through the air until it dug deep in the abdomen of a demon. The demon warrior screeched and quickly launched straight towards Fae. Stunned, she wasn't fast enough to move out of the way before the demon slammed straight into her. Blood spattered, and Fae let out a pained scream, the impact of the hit really caught her off guard. The demon seemed to laugh, she looked so pathetic, Clutching her stomach with one arm, Fae revealed a shining golden dagger from her pocked in her belt. She took aim quickly and scraped the metal down the demon's arm. Fae's eyes were closed tight. Pain is not natural. Pain is given. Shaking her head and using her wings, Fae quickly slipped away with what energy she had.

[E1Alpha]

Soaring high above the battlefield, Daevion lured upon the battlefield, like a vulture. Every weakened divinity that got trapped was often finished off rapidly, or proved to have an ace in the hole. Daevion was glad to see this, he was honestly not in the mood to rush into combat.

He cursed his own eyes tenfold as he saw a shaken girl lift up from the battlefield, having just escaped the tight grasp of a demon much larger than her. An easy prey. He nodded to himself. He knew he had to appear busy fighting, or he would have more than torture hanging over his head. Soaring forward he sought to quickly cut off the angel's path to safety, gazing down at her with an iron gaze. "Sorry, but nobody is going to get away that easily." With that, he brought his hand-mounted claws to bear, hovering up closer to the winged archer. Seemingly testing her mettle.

[Volleyball]

Fae's head was spinning, a rapid pounding going on in her brain. That demon really knocked her. Fae tried flying higher, at least trying to get to an inch of safety. She felt paralyzed, her limbs frozen in place. Her body ached, oh it was horrible. Fae cracked her eyes open at the sound of a booming voice. Barely face to face with a blood thirsty demon, Fae was shocked. He spoke confidently. Fae saw no wounds at all on this demon. She scowled lightly, shaking her head. This demon was teasing her! She had no comeback of course.

Scanning his body quickly, he had large, bloody claws. Probably blood of many and lives of thousands. She looked down and scanned for weapons on him. Fae took her last bit of strength an notched two arrows onto her bow. A skilled concept, but easy for Fae. Narrowing her blue eyes, his words were clear and loud. Fae did not have a lot of stamina. She couldn't bear pain. How was she going to face this demon, who was much larger than her.

"Maybe I didn't get away from him, but this time I'm sure I will." Her voice was angelic and lacking confidence.

Fae released her arrows right at the demon, quickly notching a few more and launching again. She was running out of arrows. She had to savor them. Fae then quickly dove, folding her wings in so she dropped much faster. Battles raged beneath her, but Fae's prime focus was getting away from this demon. Maybe she could hold off this...creature until somebody bothered to kill him...or her.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion glared at the angel, before a sharp pain pierced into his guts. The sharpened heads of the two arrows lodging into his flesh. He snarled to himself as he let himself drop right after the angel. He wasn't going to let her get away.
At the sight of seeing her load more arrows, Daevion rapidly brought his claws to bear, shielding his front. However, he forgot to shield his wings, as the arrows ripped through the leathery structure of his wings' webbing. Not feeling pain in that part, his eyes widened as he realised he had lost his ability to fly, so instead, pulled in his wings to make him dive faster, to grasp onto the angel he was giving chase to.

Once he had gotten hold of her, he would grasp her wrists tightly, almost breaking them with his iron grip. Until his eyes visibly widened at what was below them. They weren't just dropping into the battle, they were plummeting directly into the fissure into the Inferno. He rapidly opened his wings desperatly, but instead of stopping them, the two extensions shattered as they crashed into the crevice, bringing down more rubble, tumbling along with the two. He was not going to let go of the angel, though. If he went down, he wants it to be known he went down in a fight.

Passing screams and horror in the environment around them, being chased by falling rubble, they were now subject to dropping down until something stopped their fall. Be it ground, or something else.

[Volleyball]

The demon grabbed a hold of her wrists. Almost screaming, Fae writhed around to try to get out of his grasp. Moving is probably the worst to do, the demon's hands hug into her skin. Fae almost growled at the demon, and her wings would not open from the pressure of them falling. Opening her wings would break them. Fae noticed they were falling, straight into a crevice of the inferno. Fae writhed some more, not wanting to die. Where would this crevice take them?

His hands felt like they were breaking her wrists. Fae felt almost useless, writhing around and struggling. She felt the arrowheads on her back dig into her skin from falling. The arrows ripped through the cheaply made leather case, the points dug into her back. Pain rushed through Fae's body; This demon was not giving up. He really wanted her dead. Fae frowned, watching them fall further. This was it. This is the end.

What had stopped them? But the impact was horrible. Fae felt like she was slammed to the ground. The pressure on her wrists lifted, (or so she thought), was released, but the pressure of slamming into the ground was agonizing. Fae couldn't open her wings. She landed straight onto them. The pain she felt was unbearable, the angel wasn't quite sure if this was true death or if she was just suffering.

Fae just lay there, not quite sure of how long she's been down there and where the demon was. Cracking open her eyes, she saw hardly any light. Where was she? Thinking, the memories of the fight flooded back into her mind just like a hurricane. Of course. What was this crevice? Where is this demon?

[E1Alpha]

A cold, frozen floor was the first thing Daevion came to notice. He was pressed facefirst against it. The impact had knocked him out for a good minute, but with the angel having broken his fall, he was able to recover. As his eyes opened, his fading gaze set to his surroundings. Ruddle, dig straight into the ice. The memories slowly came back. The long drop, the battle with the angel, the astounding impact... The angel!

With what little strength he could muster, he looked around him. His wings ached horribly and he let that be known with a pained groan as he pushed himself onto all fours. He slowly regained some focus on his eyesight, scanning what was around them. All he could see was ice and rubble, until he spotted a much brighter color: The angel. He dragged himself towards her, grunting in pain as he dug each single claw into the ice beneath them. Looking at the surroundings while he moved, he discovered that the rubble that came crashing down with them, had dropped onto them, sealing them within a cave that could collapse on top of them any second now.

Eventually, he managed to gain enough strength to crawl towards the angeln on all fours, before dropping flat onto the ground as he reached her, everything that could hurt, was aching horribly, and that fed on his stamina greatly. He forced his voice to speak, even though he had trouble breathing properly. "Now... we.." He coughed a moment, before pushing himself up in more of a sitting position, still using his hands for support. "Now we... have gone... and... done it..." His gaze slowly raised to fixate on the angel. "I hope you... like endless torture... because we're... going face more... then you could ever... fear..." There was a sadistic feel to what he said, but also, a hint of fear. He looked down at the frozen soil, as he muttered. "Treachery..."

[Volleyball]

Fae's body ached everywhere. Rubble was pressed into her skin, and blood was everywhere. She looked straight up, in a blank stare. Noises of tiny shuffling came to her ears, and then Fae realized it was the demon. The same demon who had tried to brutally murder her just mere minutes ago. Was he going to kill her now, just finish her off? Fae held in her breath, her head was spinning even more. She wasn't sure if this was going to end for real, the demon had so much more strength than she had. He could easily just rip his claws into her.

Shaking her head with the littlest energy, Fae turned her head to where the demon lay. He looked drained, almost exactly like her. The demon had clawed inch by inch over. A chill ran up her spine, alert was everywhere in her boy, although defending herself was not an option. Fae dug her nails into the icy soil, anchoring herself while her ears caught the sound of the demon's voice. Words he spoke echoed throughout her mind. Torture, fear, treachery? Fae took a quick, startled breath. Turning her head ever so slightly, She caught a look of the demon. He was weak, and also a little...taunting?

Finally, after sitting in eerie silence for a few minutes, Fae cracked open her mouth. Her voice was cracked and a little hoarse, but her angelic charm was still there.

"Torture? Where have..." She took a slight pause, pain sparking through her chest. "We gone?" She finally finished her sentence before Fae closed her eyes for a few seconds.

Fae could tell that this was going to be torture. Everything here felt...Wrong and...Cold. Why didn't the demon finish her off? Would he like to see her suffer? These questions were unanswered, and they probably have no logical explanation of what the angel and the demon were to do. All Fae was focused on right now, at this very moment, was recover. To get her strength back to possibly face what is going to happen in the mere future,

[E1Alpha]

The demon locked his gaze on the, in his eyes, pathetic girl before him, before tapping on the ice to gesture to it. "Don't they learn... Ngh... Learn you anything anymore?" He grunted, pushing himself into a sitting position next to her. "There is only one place in the inferno where this cold can be found..." He closed his eyes, hating the fact he was going to say just as much as anyone would. "The ninth circle... The circle of traitors... The circle of Lucifer himself..." He turned his gaze towards the girl, groaning as he shifted in order to not pain his broken wings even more.

"We have dropped all the way through the inferno, to the very bottom." His voice was mostly stern and angered, as any demon, but revealed a hint of fear on its own. "If either of us here is found, we're bo-..." His sentence was cut short, as screeching outside the rubble caught his attention, following by the flapping of wings. Many wings. He turned his eyes to the rubble above him, his breath seeming to have almost halted as he seemed to be almost paralysed in fear himself.

[Volleyball]

Fae scowled at the demon. "I'm not a demon, like you." Her voice was almost angry, as if she would know much about the Inferno, being an angel. Groaning, she pushed her hands to lift her aching body into a slumped sitting position. Being next to this demon made her very uncomfortable, but sitting next to him was even worse. Her wings were folded being her back, they were awkwardly bent in the wrong places. They hurt even more, but knowing that she couldn't fly made her stomach sink lower in her chest.

Hearing his words, the angel nervously tugged at her black hair. This is not where she belonged. Not in Inferno. Clenching her fists, she knew that he belonged here. This wasn't fair. Shrugging, Fae was surprised when his sentence was cut short. Slowly turning her head, afraid to look, the angel's eyes widened when she heard the flapping of healthy and unbroken wings. This wasn't good. At all.

"What..." Fae almost whispered, the realization that they were in the Inferno was finally striking her hard. Looking back to the demon again, this traitor, murderer...Fae bit her lip. He was the only chance of her survival, although Fae did not want to accept that this creature who wanted her dead minutes ago would even help her.

Fae did not have many arrows left, maybe sixteen or seventeen. Seventeen shots left only, and how many of these...creatures were there? The dagger that she threw also was lost, leaving her with one. If they were to battle, battle would not be easy anymore.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion rapidly shifted his hand over the angel's mouth as she uttered the single word after the sound of wings had appeared, glaring at her as he leaned his head closer to hers, bringing his lips over to her ear, before softly whispering.
"If you want to survive long enough to see your precious paradise... Shut it." He then looked up at the rubble, as some dirt fell down onto them as a gentle thud above them indicating something had landed on the pile of rubble.

"Gargoyles..." He whispered silently, looking at the angel. Right now, he was closer to her than either of them would probably ever liked, but he knew that if he let the angel make a single sound, they were done for.
Carefully and silently, the demon pushed himself up, before his body over the angel's, sitting over her in a straddling position, a frown on his face as he did not like it, but also fought back the need to grunt in pain. However, sitting like this allowed him to shield off the sound of their voices, as he'd whisper to her. "Scavengers... They don't care who they feast on... As long as they can..."

[Volleyball]

Hearing the words from the Demond's mouth made Fae shut her mouth quickly. As she would like to not admit, the demon was actually correct. But why was he, out of all people, helping her? Far shook her head and stayed still, trying to move a single inch. Her fingernails were dug into the ice so hard her veins were almost bursting.

Eyes widening, hearing the word gargoyle made Fae sick to her stomach. There were no monsters in paradise. This is her worst nightmare. She had no idea how these monsters attacked an what other deadly things lurked around Inferno. Was there actually a way to get out? Fae shot the demon a harsh look as he shifted. Even of he moved quietly, it sounded like an earthquake to her. Holding her breath, Fae watched as the demon lowered himself onto her, straddling her. Fae wanted to scream and push the demon off, but right now safety was key. A big frown was glued onto her face, and all the angel could think about is how wrong this felt and looked. She wanted no demon near her or touching her, those... Things are bad for everyone. After a few seconds, She came to the conclusion that the demon had made a strategic move, no matter how she looked at it. Their voices were hidden.

It felt like hours, but no gargoyle noticed them yet. Fae was still just as worried, of course she din want pointed teeth ripping her apart. She folded her wings even closer to her back, the pure white feathers glistened and were very bright. She did not need those creatures noticing her. Or the demon, as she was sick to admit. It seemed like the flutter of wings stopped after awhile, or who knows. Tapping the demon ever so carefully on the shoulder, she mouthed the words slowly to him.

"Are they gone? How do we get out of here?" Fae hoped the demon understood, because this angel did not want to be stuck in any layer of this Inferno.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion looked down at the angel beneath him, his breath steadied. He didn't like this position any more than her, but as the fluttering of wings had seemingly vanished, Daevion relaxed a bit more, before looking down at the girl beneath him. The position they were in remind him of the circle of Lust, knowing how the demons residing there would have been snickering and laughing at their current position. A twisted image to him, he tried to block it out as he watched the girl's lips move. Slowly making the movement of her lips into words, as he looked up at the rubble above them, before looking down at her, whispering silently to her. "If we can just shi-..."

A loud screeching and rumbling noise above them interrupted him, bits of debris crippling onto them, Daevion snarled. He knew what this meant. Those blasted fiends knew there was something below the rubble, and they wanted it... desperately.
Wild clawing and screeching filled Daevion's ears as the unstable structure the two were in began to give away. Daevion tried to think fast. In this position, he would get the full load of the collapsing structure, and maybe save the angel. There was no way he was going to escape getting the piles of rubble onto him, so he tried to do the only logical thing.

His head leaned forward as he spoke up louder, trying to have the girl understand him over the deafening screeches of the demonic beings clawing at their 'hideout'. "Whatever happens. Keep shut and don't move!" He snarled, as he forced his pained wings to move, as the two dark patches of leather would cover the two of them... a split second, before the rubble came crashing down on top of them. Daevion dug his claws into the ice beneath him, both the hand mounted blades as the hooks on his boots. His already battered wings were crying for an end to the torture, but Daevion just closed his eyes as the mere pressure of the rubble pressing him down towards the angel. Wether he was trying to save her, or merely not wanting to touch her more than necessary now, he tried to hold his body in place, as his wings were diverting the falling rubble to the sides.

After only a few seconds, the noise was gone, and the cold wind of the lowest circle of hell would be able to reach them completely as they lost their shelter. Their nightmare was not over yet, as they now laid revealed to the preying gargoyles. The demon's eyes shot open as he gazed at the angel. As the gargoyles circled around the two like a vulture waiting to attack its prey, he carefully whispered to her. "You... owe me... now..."

[Volleyball]

The angel watched the demon process her words. Fe frowned as he leaned in closer to her. This position was uncomfortable, mentally and physically. She hated being achingly close to a demon. She watched him carefully while he spoke, her ears soaking up his words. Fae almost screamed as the screeches began filling her ears. They were loud and bloodthirsty. There was no time to think. Fae never felt so useless ever, as she watched the demon whip out his wings. His face looked so pained. Wincing, the angel looked away. Rubble fell everywhere around them, scratching her arms and her face, but she will not complain. He was getting it much worse then she was.

The demon was pushed closer onto her, and Fae watched the gargoyles claw and push at their small shelter contraption. The monsters of hell circled around the two, and Fae watched them. Hearing the demon's words, Fae nodded. The roars of the creatures filled her ears, and Fae moved her hand inch by inch to her bow. She glared at the demon, her blue eyes almost burning a hole through them. It was time to fight. Get some blood on their hands, although this would be very hard. There were four gargoyles circling and screaming, and Fae looked at the demon.

"Watch my back."

When those three tiny words were said, Fae sprung into action. She kicked out her foot when a gargoyle passed, and blood spattered from the impact. There was a dagger sticking out from her boot, and as the gargoyle flew back, the other three screeched in rage. Fae felt her arms getting scratched and bit, so she whipped out her bow as she struggled to notch two arrows. Blood ran down her arm and she winced, the blood was sticky and sizzling hot. One gargoyle started attacking her wings, and shooting the two arrows, Fae was content that the arrows pierced through the gargoyle's arm and it's lower back. Two were left, Fae hoped.

[E1Alpha]

The demon was almost frozen in pain. He dared not to move, but he knew the gargoyles watched them and were preying on them. He tried to think what he could do to get out of this mess, but his mind didn't present any solutions, until the angel's voice suddenly came through.

Cover her? He didn't have time to think it over as he pushed himself up, forcing him to stand, his eyes moving up to the fiends that were threatening them. His entire body was still aching, but he couldn't rest now. She made the move to fight those things, and so he was forced to do so aswell.
With her arrows taking down one of the gargoyles, another one came soaring down to take out the skilled ranger, claws extended, seeking to merely rip her to bloodied shreds.
Daevion wasn't going to let that happen as he rushed forward, crossing the hand-mounted claws before him as the beast collided with him, before shoved back. However, the demon felt his unholy urges take over. He was from the circle of violence, and these things would find out.

Moving one of his hands forward, he grasped onto one of the claws of the dark fiends, tugging the beast down to the frozen soil. He felt the beast's clawds go across the skin of face, leaving bloodied scratch marks in their wake, before the demon snarled as he shoved down one of his own claws, digging the sharp weapon into the monster's throat, before pulling his arm upwards as the sound of ripping flesh filled the area, the demon's head seperating from its neck in a gore splattered scene. With its head removed, the beast dropped silent and motionless. Daevion didn't leave it at that, as he threw the bloodied head up towards the remaining gargoyle, who made himself scarce rapidly, soaring off into the endless abyss above them.

Daevion took a moment to calm down, before pushing himself up, looking over to the angel. "You okay...?" The question was asked before he realised it. It was a mistake he thought. He was showing care.

[Volleyball]

Shrugging, Fae nodded. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. Just a few cuts and scratches there. My wings are messed up pretty bad, though." The angel's voice was thrown off. Fae couldn't believe the demon actually defended her. Maybe they would survive and get out of this place. There was no more screeching, and blood was pooled everywhere, glistening over the ice. Fae watched the demon brutally kill the gargoyle, and Fae came to the conclusion that this demon was exceedingly good at...fighting.

"Hey..Sorry for just kind of throwing us out there. There wasn't really anything else to do. I guess that means I owe you twice?" Fae shrugging, sarcasm ringing through her last few words.

The angel stood, brushing some rubble off of herself. The rocks made little click sounds as they hit the ice. Silent, Fae noticed there was some care in his voice after she answered him. Clenching her fists lightly, she made a mental promise to herself to always be alert of that demon, and not to trust anything her says unless it is battle related. Frowning, she looked back up at him.

"So, uh, I guess this is where we stars to get out?" She spoke nervously, looking out into the vast ice area which looks like it goes on forever.

[E1Alpha]

With the rubble and the battle now past, there was finally time to look at the area they were at. A thick, cold fog drifted over the ice, but in the floor, there were irregularities. Every few steps, a face was visible in the ice. The face of a traitor. They were frozen solid into the soil, bound for eternity.

Daevion glanced at his wings, which hung limp behind him. He had already lost all feeling in them, so atleast he didn't have pain bothering him anymore. His attention diverted to their surroundings now, closing his eyes as he thought.
He lubricated his right index finger with saliva, before holding it up, narrowing his eyes, as if to pinpoint where the wind was coming from.

After a while, he looked over in a specific direction. "Lucifer is sealed in the ice in the center of this place. He uses his wings to try and escape, but the cold wind makes the ice even more solid. This wind spread over the entire circle." He remained silent for a moment, before pointing ahead of him. "The wind is coming from that direction, meaning that Lucifer... Satan... is in that direction." He then turned around 180 degrees. "... Which means we want to go that way... If we didn't freeze to death by the time we reached there."

He then turned away from the angel and started walking in the direction he mentioned. If she was going to follow him, that's her choice, but if she couldn't even show gratitude for saving his life, not that he was expecting it anyways. He was looked down upon as a monster by her kind. It was her choice he decided. Either she stayed here and froze to death, or she followed him, as he atleast knew how and where to go.

[Volleyball]

Looking at the ice on the ground, Fae flinched when she noticed the faces bound in the ice. This place was sure frightening. She had no idea that there was any faces in the ice either, so the fact that she would be stepping on faces made it even harder to take a few steps. Fae's muscles burned, from all of the fighting and the collision, of course. But she had to look tough, like she actually had a chance at fighting.

The ice made the angel nervous, but she focused on what the demon was doing. She nodded her head slightly, but when the demon mentioned Satan...Fae almost scowled. Fae didn't belong with Satan, and with the demon talking, she realized that he really knew what he was talking about. No matter how much she doesn't want to admit it, the demon knows his way around the deadly Inferno. Without him, she'd easily be killed.

Fae took off after the demon. He was a wing-length away, so the angel walked a bit faster to stand behind him. Not sure if he wanted her to follow him or not, Fae did because this is how they would survive. She walked silently, her feet made scuffling sounds every now and then. Looking up, Fae shrugged.

"I guess if we're going to be uh...traveling..together," Fae struggled on choosing her words, "I think you should know my name is Fae." She concluding, hanging her head because she wasn't sure how to communicate with a demon.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion glanced over his shoulder as he heard the angel run after him. He completely ignored her statements so far as they continued walking, seemingly towards a goal they would never reach as the fog covered anything that might have been before them. He seemed confident where they were headed, though. But deep inside, he wasn't sure if his knowledge of this forgotten pit was going to actually help him out.

During their walk, however, he suddenly spoke up: "Daevion. My name is Daevion." He left it at that. He just wanted to be called by his name, rather than as 'demon' or 'monster'.
Eventually, the fog before them darkened as they came to a large wall, which seemed to stretch up for miles, if it weren't for the glow of fire at the top of them, as well as an occasional massive arm that moved over the edge.
The demon glared up at along the wall, looking over it. "Up there are the titans... They are the very edge of the circle of traitors." He then looked at his claws, scraping them over the half-frozen wall, before looking at the angel, sighing. "Alright... Fae... You've got two choices right now. One: I can try to scale this wall with my claws, but if I'm taking you along, that means you're gonna have to hold on to me and trust me. The other option: I climb the wall alone, much easier for me, and you stay down here become a little ice statue, if the gargoyles don't rip you up. Your choice." He just stared at her, waiting for her answer.

[Volleyball]

Walking here seemed endless. It was also frightening, but Fae will not admit her fear to being trapped. The demon was probably equally as frightened. He ignored her for awhile and Fae shrugged, accepting that this is how they would be traveling for the entire time. Silence. Keeping her eyes focused straight ahead of her, some time passed by before she heard the demon's voice. Glancing at the demon as he spoke, Fae repeated after him. "Daevion." Fae was going to add something to say after that, but she wasn't quite sure if the demon would be listening to her. Fae nervously fiddled with her fingers as they walked, the fog thick and musty. Lucky for her, Daevion knew much more about Hell than she did.

The ice occasionally made Fae slip or stumble, but then as the demon stopped, so did Fae, just a few inches away from him. The wall was huge. Even if Fae's wings were not useless, if she flew the flutter of wings would be heard by the titans, and that would not be good. She touched the wall made of ice, and the arms of the titans were larger than anything she has seen before. Fae has heard about titans from stories from other, much wiser angels, but seeing the arm of one was so...surreal to her. Fae had no idea that these creatures would be this big!

Snapping her attention back to Daevion, who had begun to talk, Fae listened as he listed out her choices. Scowling at his sarcasm, Fae frowned.

"I guess I don't have a choice, of course you'll be climbing the wall and taking me." Fae crossed her arms lightly, his sarcasm still ringing through her mind. It was surprising to her in general that he wouldn't just ditch her. But if he scales this wall, Fae came to the conclusion that the demon would be even more tired and exhausted. But, the most frightening thing of this entire "trip" was trusting her complete opposite. The demon.

Turning her head to Daevion, she opened her mouth. "If you're scaling this wall, do I just hold right onto you? I'm not useless or anything, but," She bit her lip, her words confusing. She felt like a moron in front of him. He probably looked at her like some "goodie goodie" or something.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion turned towards the wall again, testing the grip his claws would have on the half-frozen surface, while speaking up. "Like it or not. You're useless right now." He then turned to her. "Unless you have any way to scale this wall. I suggest you just do what I ask and hold on to me." He then turned around again to make it clear he wanted her to hold on to his back, waiting for her.

If she had grabbed hold of him, Daevion would slam his first of his claw into the frozen wall, like a pick, tugging on it, before nodding to himself. "Try not to move too much. And don't look down." He then followed up with his other claws, both the hand and boot mounted ones as he climbed up the wall slowly and steadily, making sure his next claw was stuck in the wall securely, before moving one of the others up higher. His already pained body was crying out in pain as he slowly, but he nonetheless kept on going. He knew that if they fell now, they'd crush down onto, or worse, through the ice beneath them. Even though the added weight of the angel forced him to use more strength, he knew that she was going to get useful on their journey, especially if he wanted to get out of here alive.

About halfway of the large wall, he halted a moment, taking is time to catch his breath again. "You... okay... back there?"

[Volleyball]

Shrugging, Fae nodded. "I know. I figured." Finishing her last few words, Fae walked over to Daevion. She wrapped her arms around his upper body, not exactly covering his neck but leaving his arms open so he could move and scale. Fae brought her legs up and around his waist, nodding. "I won't looks down, trust me." She said nervously, pressing her wings close to her body. This position made her feel uncomfortable, but Fae knew that things like this were bound to happen. She didn't want to strangle him, but Fae knew he was getting really tired. It kind of made her feel bad, actually, hearing him stab the ice and grunt, and here she is just holding on.

Fae felt Daevion stop for a moment, and Fae opened her eyes as he looked back at her. "I'm holding on pretty well, I guess." Fae shrugged lightly, her main concern was how he was doing. "How about you? We're almost there. You're doing great." Fae grinned lightly at the demon, encouraging how hard he's working, surprisingly.

Fae wasn't sure how tired he'd be after they'd got to the top. He's been through a lot of pain within hours, and maybe they'd have to take a break. Shrugging, the feeling in Fae's legs have gone limp from not moving. At least the pain wasn't noticeable.

"Do you think you'll be okay when we get to the top?" Fae asked quietly, holding onto him a little harder. Her palms were sweating lightly, so she repositioned her arms slowly.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion sighed. He hadn't thought about that yet. What would happen up there? He knows the titans would hardly even realise their presence, so he shouldn't fear them. He decided to conclude they'd be safe for a while once there, and could rest in the shadow of the titans. Eventually he spoke up. "I'll be fine. Just try not to drop. I'd hate to go all the way back to scrape you off of the ice." His words came out harsher than he actually intended, but that's what the circle of violence does to someone.

Eventually, he begun moving again, one by one moving his claws up. He could hear the endless groaning of the titans above him. Slowly but surely, the ice on the wall seemed to grow thinner as they climbed higher, as well as the temperature rising. His climb was starting to drag him down, his stamina dropping like a stone, but the edge was in sight now as he continued climbing.

However, as they almost reached the top, the rocky side they were on begun to tremble like during an earthquake. One of the titans was attempting to break free. Now. Out of all the times. Daevion braced himself as he clung to the wall in any way he could, but he felt the grip of his claws slowly dissipating. He glanced behind him at the angel. "You wanna be useful?!" He didn't even give her time to answer, as he pulled one of his arms from the rock, grasping onto one of her wrists. Then, with all the strength he could muster, he would have tried to pull her off of his body, before flailing his powerful arm up to try and shove the girl up and over the edge to safety.

Once he had done that, though, his claws begun slipping as the rockside gave away. Smashing one fist against the rock, he dug the claw in as far as he could, now dangling there for his dear life as his other claws begun to lose their grip. "Ngh... Fucking..."

[Volleyball]

The edge was so clear. It was right there, they were so close. Fae watched silently. She knew it was getting warmer, of course, the wall was getting thinner, and that wasn't good. She was sure it would hold until they got to the top, so that thought made Fae content. When the wall began shaking, Fae's eyes grew wide. An earthquake? Her face was stricken with complete terror when the demon looked at her. The titan, out of all times decides now?

Before she could even speak, Daevion removed one claw from the wall. Gasping, Fae was shoved over the wall, to the edge. Putting her two hands beside her on the wall, Fae mustered the strength in her arms and pushed her body up and over the ledge. She watch over the ledge as Daevion began to struggle with holding on. Fae had to think very quickly. Fae had one dagger left, it was digging into her stomach, so she pulled it out. not really sure what to do with it, Fae looked at Daevion.

"This is all I have besides weak arrows," She bit her lip.

Fae got onto her belly, her arms directly over to the edge. Fae stabbed the dagger into the wall, just above Daevion, where he would have to reach up and pull himself quickly. The dagger didn't seem too unstable, but Fae then remembered the hidden dagger in her boot as well, that she had used on the gargoyles.

"Okay, you're going to grab these daggers to pull yourself up, okay?" Fae began quickly, her thoughts balling inside her head. "I'm going to dig this dagger into the ground by me. I'm going to hold this." Fae continued, drawing out her plan to save Daevion.

"Once you have your hands on this one dagger, you should be able to reach the strap of leather on my leg. Hold onto that, and I'll walk backwards and use my wings to pull you up. Something like that, okay?" Fae spoke quickly, laying out her plan really quickly. She hoped this would work, because this was the only chance she had.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion had honestly expected the angel to leave him there and make a run for it. Her voice came as clear as rain to him through the rumbling of the earthquake. Without thinking, he shoved himself up and grasped the dagger, snarling, before reaching up to grab the leather strap Fae mentioned.
Once he got a hold of it, he pushed himself up from the dagger, hoping the girl would start pulling aswell.

Once the edge came within reach, he grasped it firmly, before rapidly pulling himself up, with a loud grunt. Once he was up, he pushed himself onto his feet, reached for the angel and dragged her behind him, getting both of them away from the edge as soon as possible. Once they were a short distance from the edge, the rumbling stopped, as the giant towering above them, even though he was stuck in the soil they stood up to his waist, gave up on trying to escape.

The rush of adrenaline left Daevion, as he collapsed onto his knees, panting. He looked up at the angel, before a slight smirk appeared on his face. "I guess... this means... we're even." He smirked at her, before leaning back against a stalagmite behind him, letting out a relieved sigh. He looked down at his hand-mounted claw, before looking up at the angel. "Why did you do it...? Why didn't you abandon me?" He looked at her as if he didn't get why an angel would do that, even though he did the same.

[Volleyball]

Fae felt Daevion grasp on to the leather on her lg. Whipping out her pained wings, she flapped her aching wings and walked backwards. Daevions weight was on her for a few steps, and gasping, Fae flapped her wings a few more times before she felt the demon release her leg strap. Blood rushed to her face as Fae folded her wings flat onto her back. They did it. They were safe.

Fae was dragging by Daevion far from the edge. They were not going through this again. Watching him collapse, the angel stretched her limbs. Fae had forgotten how tired she was, her legs burned and they ached for rest. This was something the angel never thought she'd be going through. At least the earthquake was gone, the titan must've gotten tired, but as Fae knew, those creatures were frozen forever in this horrible place.

Hearing all of the demon's words, Fae took a moment to process all he said. She sunk down into a sitting position, leaning against the rocks directly in front of Daevion. It felt amazing to rest her aching body, although she knew that he needed rest more than she did.

"Why did I do it?" Fae echoed his words, looking straight at him, "You told me to trust you, and I did. You easily could have dropped me so it would be an easier climb for you, but no, you didn't." Fae widened her eyes, bring a hand up to her head to tug at her raven black hair. "So I had to let you know that you could trust me. If we're surviving,we shouldn't doubt that we'll ditch eachother, even no matter how much both of us hate it." The angel shrugged, running her hands through the knots. "You saved my life a few more times than I expected. I had to save yours." She murmured, looking down to the ground beneath them.

[E1Alpha]

The demon just looked at the angel as she spoke, letting out a sigh as he nodded. "I suppose you're right..." His head leaned back against the rock, looking up at the colossal being above them, whose breath sounded heavy and troubled. He then looked back at the angel. "This is the first time I did something for someone other than me... In this pit. It's do or die." He looked back at his mangled wings, sighing as he grasped onto one of them, breathing at a deeper and faster pace now, before tugging on the wings, following by a loud cracking sound and a cry of pain from the demon.
"Agh... Fuck!" He snarled, but he seemed to have forced his wing in a bent position, where it couldn't bother him. Doing the same thing with the other wing, he then dropped back exhausted.

"I'm... surprised, though." He looked at Fae once more. "I expected your kind to be nothing than the old guy's bootlicks up there. You're tougher than I thought, though. Not all shine and no bite." He forced a grin on his face, before he leaned back again, to claim that well-earned rest.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded, a little bit surprised. "Really? You've never helped anyone before?" Her voice was light, surprised that someone could not have a hand sometimes. The angel listened to the demon talking, but she brushed off some rubble that dug into her legs. Dried blood covered the front of her legs, and then a gash from the gargoyle began at Fae's ankle. Sighing, Fae looked up as Daevion began to shift. He grabbed his wing and snapped it back to place, and Fae cringed from the demon's loud snarl of pain. She almost brought her hand to her ears, the sounds bone-rattling. Her wings weren't injured like that, but her flapping her wings minutes ago made them even more sore than they were before. Her white wings had cuts and gashes all over them, and the fall didn't help either.

Looking back up at the demon who began to talk again, Fae almost gave a scowl. Of course angels aren't all shine! "Wow, really? Just because we're angels doesn't mean we just sing and dance. We fought the demons, remember?" Fae raised her eyebrows, giving Daevion a challenging grin. "I guess demons are all bark with some bite then, too." The angel grinned, moving her eyes to the ground instead of on him.

Everything was so big here. The monsters, the places, but how does this end? Fae tapped her hands on her legs, thinking. How would they pass through this? "So, to get out of here, what do we do? Do we pass through all of the levels of Hell?" Fae clenched her fists lightly. This escape would have their work cut out for them.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion just plainly listened to the angel, not even granted her a smile when she returned his arguement about the barking and biting.
When she asked him for the way they had to get out, he sighed as pushed himself up and used his hand-mounted claws to draw something in the dirt before them, drawing various circles inside eachother. "As you know... This hole consists of nine circles. We are on the edge of the ninth, the circle of Treachery. If we want to get out, we need to reach the first circle, which is the Limbo. Only there do we have a chance. But trust me that it won't be easy."

He pointed at the second most inner circle he had drawn. "The next circle awaiting us, is the circle of Fraud, while all liars, tricksters and such go. This circle is unlike the others, as it consists of ten bolgia, each with their own kind of condemned." He then looked up at the angel. "Those gargoyles we met are but the first of the creeps around here. The gargoyles are merely sentries. Watchers that keep the demons in place. Take it from me, we havn't even seen the worse this place has to offer yet." He then turned his attention to his drawing again. "After Fraud, we will have to face Violence, Heresy, Anger, Greed, Gluttony and Lust, in that order. Once we're past all those, escaping the Limbo should be easy, but I can't help but wonder where we go from there."

[Volleyball]

Fae watched the demon draw out a circle. He really knew what he was talking about, and shrugging, Fae had no idea. Listening as he named off the circles, it suddenly hit her that this was going to take awhile. Who knows how big this place is?

"I guess we have our work cut out for us." Shrugged the angel, her hand nervously fiddling with the dust beneath her palm. Would they really be able to do this? This place is so dark and unforgiving. How could they survive with limited weapons and necessities? Fae knew her arrows were running low, but she could compromise. Biting her lip, she rubbed her aching legs. Everything was just going to get worse from here. "This will take a lot of energy and time. But I'm sure we could...do it." She was hesitant on her words, she hit her legs lightly, thinking about what she was saying.

[E1Alpha]

The demon looked up at her, before sighing as he leaned back, exhaling softly. "So... Fae... Right?" He closed his eyes. Although they were still in deep trouble, it felt good to be away from both battle and torture for once. He rested his head back against the rock behind him. "After what happened the past hours... We would be smart to stay here until we're fully rested. This is one of the few parts of this shithole where we're safe. Nobody dares come this close to both the titans and Lucifer, but we're too small for them to notice us, or be bothered by our presence. As soon as we leave this place, we might not get any other chance to recover our strength..."

His gaze drifted over to the angel. Although they most likely despised eachother, there was something about her that gave her a serene and beautiful appearance, which is something he hasn't seen in ages. Although he had killed her kind by the numbers, he only now saw that deep inside, they both weren't that different. They were both desperate to survive this mess, and they both didn't trust the other, atleast in his eyes it was like that. His eyes eventually drifted to her wings. They didn't look as torn up as his own. "How are your wings...?"

[Volleyball]

They sat in silence for a few moments, and the angel lightly closed her eyes. Resting was a great idea, her aching body was worn out and exhausted. When Fae heard the voice of the demon, she opened her eyes and rested her gaze onto the demon. She watched him hesitate before he spoke, and Fae nodded when she heard the demon say her name. He was right, staying here was a really lucky find to have. Who knows when they would possibly be able to rest again? The angel sure didn't want to go on in their condition, because in this hell hole who know what creatures lurk in the darkness.

"Sounds good to me, I don't think I'd be able to go on without rest. I'm sure you couldn't either, because you're in much worse condition than I am." Far sighed, scanning the Demond's body with her eyes. She noticed all the wounds he had, and his wings looked far too damaged to use at all. Fae realized that he didn't look very cruel now, it's like he wasn't even a dark demon, a she would say. He looked to worn out to be that bloodthirsty, cruel demon that she first knew. It was hard to believe, but after they got out of this...place... Fae wouldn't look at a demon the same way again. It was hard to admit, even in the angels thoughts, but after tolerating and trusting a demon for who knows how long really has an impact. Fae sighed, tapping her fingers on her thigh as she thought, thinking about the war above them. Would she be able to look at a demon the same?

Hearing Daevion's words subconsciously, Fae snapped back to reality. Her wings? Fae sighed, stretching her shoulder blades back, wincing at the pain. "They aren't as bad as yours. I have a gash on my back right where my wings begin, it's really hard to open my wings without irritating the gash. There are cuts and gashes here and there, however." Fae sighed, biting her lip. She didn't really want to complain in front of him, because she knew that he would rather have her injuries than his. The angel relaxed her shoulder blades, leaning her head back. Fae stared straight up, deep in thought. "What do you think is happening up there?" Fae sighed, referring to the war that they were just in hours ago.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion's eyes turned to the angel, before following her line of sight as he looked up at the endless depth above them, reminding him to fell deeper than any mortal would have even survived. He then shrugged lightly, letting out a sigh. "I have no idea... But nor do I quite frankly even care... To me, there are no friends, no comrades fighting up there... Only equally condemned." He then turned his gaze to the angel again, taking a deep breath, before asking. "Did you have friends up there? People to talk to? To enjoy life with?" He just silently gazed at her as he waited for answer.

As he was waiting, though, he strapped the claws attached to the back of his hands off, putting them aside as he rubbed his wrists, revealing his fairly human, although roughened up, hands. It seemed his wings didn't bother him anymore, seeing as no pain was constantly aching in them anymore, making him wonder if he had just gotten used to the pain, or if they were that badly damaged he now lost all sense in them. Whatever the case, it was welcome for now, seeing as the torn up leather extensions were more of a burden at this rate.

[Volleyball]

This place was huge. Dark. Eerie. Fae nodded as she listened to the demon's words. She shrugged, honestly the feeling of guild washed over her. It sent chills down her spine. He was really alone. He didn't have anybody to rely on or even talk to, that made her stomach rench, how could someone survive that kind of pain? Taking a breath, Fae gave a small nod.

"Yes, I have friends up there. Ones that mean the world to me. I watched some of them die today, taken down by some demons." Fae frowned, her expression cold and hard. She looked straight at the wall. The angel would not cry. She would not allow it. So many of her important friends just were murdere today, without Even a fight! It tore Fae to pieces, some angels were the most genuine and the most amazing people she's ever known. Sighing, the angel hit her legs nervously and closed her eyes. "I've never felt so destroyed. That's why I wanted all of the demons gone. They just murdered everyone I cared about without even giving them a chance." The angel sighed, continuing on her sentence, "But it's okay. We all go through some kind of loss." She finished quietly, her voice was soft and pure.

Not wanting to make the demon feel awkward, Fae gave him a smile. It pained her to do it, To smile at someone she would normally not trust. She wanted to show him she was strong inside and out. Fae watched Daevion take off his claws. Maybe she wouldn't have a problem of they were stuck here forever. There was nobody else to see. All were killed from her friends, but maybe they were alive. Who knows what happened? Rubbing her eyes, Fae spoke. "Well I'm sure there is fighting still going on. But I'm not sure about my friends." Biting her lip, Fae began to look at Daevion. She wondered what it was like to not have anybody care for you, or have someone to spend your time with. That must really be hard. "You don't have anybody?" Fae sighed, a twinge of guilt sparkling in her eyes. Averting her gaze away from the demon, Fae's heart pounded as she awaited for his answer.

[E1Alpha]

The demon just silently listened to Fae as she talked about her friends fighting for their lives up there. Hearing her talk like this made the demon regret every angel he killed so far, sighing as his eyes narrowed as he looked down at the dusty, warm stone they were sitting upon.
As Fae then smiled over at it, he could feel her gaze settling upon him as his eyes met her smile, which he answered with a faint smile of his own. That expression rapidly disappeared, though as she asked him if he had anyone, looking down at the ground again as she averted her gaze. It took him a fair a few seconds of silence, but eventually he spoke up:

"We condemned are never alone... There's dozens... Hundreds of us... Massed on top of eachother... We all share one thing: We suffer, day after day. But you hardly know anyone, and most of all, everyone around you is nothing more than another obstacle on your hopeless quest for survival." He never told anyone how he truly felt, nor did he ever had to chance to. "I know nothing but remorse for my actions during my life... But... This torture... It just doesn't match up as most of have our entire being destroyed in this place. Who we are, what our virtues and values are, what we love, it's shattered here." He let his eyes slide shut as he leaned back, pulling his knees up as he leanded his elbows on them, before resting his forehead on his arms. "I come from the circle of violence... A curse I am condemned with as my death was brought onto me for I was nothing but a hoodlum in life. I made a living of making innocent lifes turn to shit, wrecking their houses, beating up innocent people, all merely because my superiors ordered me to do so."

He then turned his gaze to the angel again, his head still resting on his knees. "You must see me as a horrible person now... I have well realized that I am..." He took another sharp breath, holding back his own emotions as much as he could. "Although it is far too late... I atleast hope I can make up for some of my errors by protecting you in this shithole... And leading you out of here to safety..." His voice was filled with despair and guilt, his remorse for his past actions, in both life and afterlife, catching up with him.

[Volleyball]

Fae listened as the demon layed out his words. She frowned, nodding her head. She could see the sadness in his eyes, the guilt was like an ocean that just washed over him. Fae could see this. Maybe being a demon isn't where he belongs, maybe he just wound up with his mind set on doing stupid shit. Fae leaned back onto the rock, raising her arms above her head. He seems truly guilty, and maybe he would be forgiven just a little bit for slowly being nicer. A life of a demon seems terrible, and Fae felt a pang of guilt just because being an angel, she had unlimited, happy paradise. The angels flew around paradise, they were free and allowed to go anywhere they wanted. The world was theirs. Paradise was truly beautiful, the world was filled with amazing scenes and amazing people. Being an angel made Fae feel bad just for a moment here, because this demon seems genuine. Somewhere deep down, he is genuine.

"I agree. I'm sure you can release some of your sins here. Maybe redeem yourself for what you've done." Fae said quietly, raising her head from where she rest it to glance at Daevion. Her muscles were tense from resting, the ache was a little more severe but she knows that she's getting better. This conversation between the two really made Fae feel more comfortable around the demon, she gets to know where he's coming from and how he feels about it. The angel never pictured herself conversing in this pure way with a demon. These two were an unlikely pair to work together. Somehow, it worked.

Sitting up again, Fae frowned a bit. "What happens when we reach your circle here? Do you know more about it than any other circle here?" Fae questioned, leaning her elbows on her knees. She had no idea what this place was like, so having the demon honestly reassured her. The angel glanced around as she wanted for an answer, watching the demon with lazy, half closed eyes.

[E1Alpha]

The demon had merely been listening to her half-heartedly, his eyes closed to allow his body to recover from its previous tests. When she brought up the point about his circle, he opened his eyes again and gazed at her, before letting out a sigh. "The seventh circle... The circle of Violence. I know more of it than the others, yes... But during the war, I learned as much as I could about the others... I just thought it could be handy to understand what we'll be facing." He then sighed as he looked up. "From what I saw and heard, the eight, seventh and second circle are some of the most horrific ones. The circle of Fraud, Violence and Lust. Though I have my thoughts about Gluttony aswell..."

Once he said his bit, he leaned back again and once more closed his eyes. He didn't really know what else they could talk about now, so he decided to just use the silence to rest a moment, unless if his new companion would have brought up an idea.

[Volleyball]

They'd be coming up to extreme danger soon, like that wasn't a surprise. The angel bit her lip, clenching her fists. Violence, lust, and fraud? These sounded terrible. Although she understood why they'd be so dangerous. Watching him lean back, Fae did the same. Although avoiding the gash on her back, she pushed her herself up against the rock a little higher. They were completely silent between the two for awhile, it was content and not an awkward silence. Fae felt that she was getting closer to the demon, it was surprising how much her hate for this demon could decrease with one conversation.

Looking up, Fae opened her eyes and looked at the demon with his eyes closed. He actually looked kind of peaceful, but Fae began to speak. "I don't know if you'd answer this or not, but why did you do those bad things that lead you to be a demon?" Fae asked, obviously curious, "Although if you don't want to answer, it's okay." The angel lightly grinned, as if she was trying to reassure the demon.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion blinked at the question, narrowing his eyes at the angel, before sighing. He knew this question was coming, but he figured it might as well not hurt telling her. "Mortal life can be harsh for some... In my case, I was forced to follow the orders of someone who threatened my family... To keep them safe, I was forced to ransack countless homes..." He took a breath, before looking up. "The reason I was sent here was because I blamed the big guy up there for it all... I was furious with your god... I despised him with every fiber of my being for putting me through such torment. So much I destroyed a church and some chapels... And this is how I was thrown in the circle of Violence." He grunted, looking down at the ground again, before closing his eyes as he turned his head away from the angel.

His vague memories of his mortal life came back to him in that instant, and he realized how much he missed it. How much he wished to go back and enjoy his life as he should have.

After a while, mostly having been contemplating himself, the demon strapped his hand claws back on and pushed himself up, grunting as he took his time to find his balance once he was on his feet. "We should move... I think we've rested long enough... And although we may be more or less safe in the shadow of the titans, we are still dangerously close to Lucifer.

[Volleyball]

Fae listened, watching the demon choose his words and talked about his history. It seemed rough, but the thing that led the demon to hell was untrusting the God. Fae frowned but kept listening to his words. It was all surprising. Destroying chapels? Churches? That was really rough to hear. Probably rough to do as well. The angel understood the kind of thing he went through though, it was easily understood. "Sorry for asking. I wasn't quite sure, you don't seem like an awful, demonic person." Fae looked at her feet, moving her gaze away from Daevion. His crime didn't seem so bad to Fae, he was defending his family, although he was forced to do horrible things.

Watching Daevion strap his claws back on, Fae waited for the very last moment to get up. The angel pushed herself up using her wrists, and when she stood, the angel stretched her tired and aching legs. Stretching the muscles felt amazing, and Fae grinned lightly. Sometimes she was so upbeat, and other times she was so... Not. Right now however, she felt like they actually will get out of this place. It also helps knowing more about the demon. Fae feels like she can trust him, Catching up with Daevion, Fae walked at the same pace as him. She made sure her arrows and bow was strapped on her, knowing that danger was about to come soon. "Here we go again." Fae's voice was stern, ready to take on whatever happened.

[E1Alpha]

As they began marching away from the center of hell, out of the shadows of the titans, they neared what seemed to be a fortress and a palace combined. The structure stretched around the inner circle of hell, with the only entrance seeming to be in front of them.

"The Circle of Fraud..." He looked up at the archway that made up the entrance of the structure. "We need to go through this entire thing. All ten Bolgia if we want to get past." With that, he glanced behind him at the angel, before marching forward, peering inside the archway.
The hallway before them was empty, deserted, yet the agonizing cries of torture echoed softly from the distance. With a stern expression on his face, he turned around to face the angel, whispering to her. "These Bolgia have some of the most horrifying torture in all of Inferno. I advise you to try and keep yourself collected, because even I was scarred from the first time I saw this place." He then turned around, walking through the dark hallway to another archway, making up the door into a massive round chamber, with most of the floor being replaced with a deep pit, down at which untold condemned could be seen. A large pillar stood up in the center, upon which a winged archdemon stood, roaring out towards the prisoners as it lashed out with a whip.

Daevion looked down into the pit, seeing the condemned souls down there groaning in agony and writhing in pain, as each and every one of them seemed to be suffering from fatal and especially painful and often gruesome diseases. "The falsifiers... Imposters, counterfeiters, you name it..." He whispered to the angel, before looking around, finding a narrow ledge to the side, before looking down at the arch demon. He seemed too busy with his own entertainment to notice them for now. "If we can get past here without him noticing us, we're good..." He whispered to her, before making his way over to the ledge off to the side of the chamber, which was only about a foot wide. Carefully slipping along it, he glanced over to the angel to make sure she was following him. Pressing his back against the wall, he then continued skitting along the ledge, to try and reach the doorway on the other side of the room.

[Volleyball]

Fae kept herself quiet as the two walked. The angel got butterflies in her stomach, or was it her stomach dropping? Sighing, she approached the entrance with the demon. Listening closely to his words, Fae's eyes slowly opened wider and wider. This was not going to be fun. All the angel could do was either keep her eyes locked straight ahead of her, on the demon, or keep her eyes down. Taking a sharp breath, Fae snapped her gaze straight ahead of her. She will try her best to stay.. Sane. The angel heard the agonizing screams, and Fae flinched every time almost. The angel was embarrassed, even though the demon said he was tainted by these sights as well. Sighing lightly, Fae followed closely behind Daevion, she matched her footsteps with his.

When Daevion approached the ledge, Far watched him slip onto the thin wall. Far bit her lip tightly, knowing that if she fell, all would be lost. Nearing the ledge, the angel put one foot onto the ledge and held her breath, slowly moving her shaking limb onto the dangerous cliff. Glancing over at the demon, she noticed he was still, watching her get across. She pressed her back so tightly to the edge, and carefully she slid her feet a few inches and then moved her other. All she could do was take steady breaths and stay calm as the two unlikely duo began to slowly make progress against the ledge. Shooting the Demon a reassuring grin, FE now felt like she could safely get across this ledge. One foot was enough space, she hoped at least. The screams filled her ears and it was painful to hear what these creatures are going through. Although they probably deserved it, the angel's face quickly drained white. All of a sudden, the thoughts of her falling flooded her mind. Tears almost sprung to her eyes. She could die, right here, right now. Ghostly white, the angel dug her nails into the wall.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion was continuing to make his way along the wall, forcing himself not to look down. He felt his heart race, knowing they were hanging on the edge of death right there. Turning his head to check on Fae, he smirked at her grin, nodding firmly as he continued moving.

He was almost on the other side, just a few a more steps and he would be safe. His turned his head towards the angel, blinking as he noticed that distance between them had grown, and she had frozen in place. Silently, the demon snarled, looking down into the pit, then to his goal, before finally he began skidding back towards the angel, slowly.

Trying to focus on maintain his balance, he finally reached the angel and carefully placed his hand on her own, gazing down at her with a reassuring smirk, as if silently saying "You're gonna make it."
With that, he glanced over to their goal again, before slowly slipping along the side again, trying to have the angel follow behind him, having his hand cover over hers to slowly guide her to the other side.

Once they were finally safe, he'd quickly take her throat the door opening on the other side, before letting out a sigh. "You okay?" He was still holding her hand, but was hardly paying attention to it.

[Volleyball]

Her eyes just stared directly in front of her, fear swarming through her body. Fae's face was completely white, and almost ghostlike, as her angelic grace suddenly just diminished. The angel shifted her head at noticed Daevion was staring right at her, but on the other side. Heart racing, Fae shot him a look of complete, desperate fear. The angel felt vulnerable, at her worst right now. She watched wholeheartedly as Daevion began to take another walk of death straight towards her.

Silently, her eyes were completely wide as he reached her, and letting go of a breath, Fae shut her eyes tightly. When the angel opened them again, Fae caught sight of the Demond's smirk. It comforted her lightly, and as the man took her hand lightly, The angel felt reassured and comfortable. Although still terrified, she gripped his hand tightly, as he began to move, Fae almost let out a slight sound of protest. When he moved, she shuffled her shaking limbs one inch at a time. They slowly made progress, and when the pair reached the end, Fae resisted the urge to fall to her knees and thank for the ground beneath her feet.

Hearing his words, Fae nodded shakily. Color slowly regained in her cheeks and her heart was still racing. "I...I'm fine. I think... J-Just, shaken a bit." The angel stuttered with her words,Using her hand that the demon wasn't holding to tap at her thigh nonchalantly. "I'm sorry for looking so weak. I don't know what got into me... It just hit me about how I could just plummet to my death." She tightened her grip on his hand for a second, before releasing a sigh. There was only more danger to come. She had to get over her fear, and not knowing why, Daevion made her feel safe. At least they weren't going at this alone.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled down at her, giving her an acknowledging squeeze on her hand again, before looking over at the passage to the next Bolgia.
He glanced down at her, shaking his head. "You have no idea what the horrors in the Inferno are. No need to apologise for fearing the unknown." He then walked forward again, through the passage into the next Bolgia.

Stepping out into the ninth Bolgia, Daevion looked down into the pit, seeing the condemned walking, crawling and rolling around in a circle, limbs cut off or sliced up. A gruesome image, making it that the pathway was covered in blood. In the center of the Bolgie, though, was a large demon, wielding a massive sword.
As the condemned's wounds healed up as they finished a round, the demon cleaved them up once more, followed by screams of horror and pain, leaving their bodies and limbs severed once more.
Some condemned even had their heads cut off, and were forced to carry them along the round. The demon cringed at the macabre sight, before looking at the angel. "This is where the Sowers of Discord are thrown. Any who sought to divide parties through lies and tricks are thrown here."

After that, he looked around again. This Bolgia didn't have such a narrow path along the side, but seemingly had multiple ropes spanning the pit. Those ropes however, were made from gore covered, interlocking bones, some still having rotting flesh on them. With obvious distaste, Daevion looked up at the scene, before looking at the angel. "We're gonna have to use those to get across..."

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded and gave the demon one last smile before they both began to walk. The sounds that filled her ears were horrible, they were miserable to hear. These sounds will always be engraved into the angel's mind. She will never forget. Fae refused to look down where Daevion was looking, from the screams of torture, the angel knew she wouldn't be able to handle the sight. The screams were bad enough, and seeing the limbs made the angel shudder.

Looking at Daevion with a dumbfounding look, Fae sighed. Those bone ropes looked hideous, stained with blood and flesh. They didn't even look stable to hold their weight, did they? "Okay. Are these even safe?" Fae almost spat her words out, these bones looked fragile and weak. Maybe it was all in her head, and these were probably the most safe contraption in the universe. They look disgusting and vile. Fae frowned, shooting a glance to Daevion. "How far do you think we'll have to go? I can't see how far it is." Her voice was quiet, things in this place kept getting worse and worse. The angel shuddered when he heard the clack of bones rattling from the rope.

"After this I think we should find somewhere safe for a few moments. I really need to catch my breath and relax here. My heart is racing to much and once we get through... This... I need to take a break from this." Fae nervously grinned, anxiously speaking her words quickly.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion had already walked up to one of the bone ropes, tugging on it to test if they were safe, listening to Fae as he tested their strength, before turning to her as she spoke about resting, sighing as he walked up to her.
"Listen Fae. We cannot risk staying in here longer than necessary. Not to mention, the very essence of this place could get the both of us going mad." He brought up a hand onto her cheek, as if to comfort her.
"Don't think that this is easy for me to get through here. I've just learned to not care for others, meaning that I can just ignore those poor guys down there. Don't think about them, just think about pleasant things, whatever those are for you."
He then looked over at the passage on the other side of the pit. "The faster we get through here, the faster we can rest, but we need to get out of this circle for starters." He smiled, letting his thumb run along to trail right below Fae's bottom lip, seeming to have his thoughts fade off to other matters, before rapidly shaking his head and turning away from the angel to face the bone ropes, looking up at them, before grasping them, pulling his lower body up and hooking his legs around them, swinging left and right again to test if the ropes hold, before nodding, looking down at the angel. "If you want, we can do this like when I climbed the wall. You hold on to me while I take us across."

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded quickly to his words. Yes, they needed to get out as fast as possible. The angel watched as the demon brought his hand to her cheek, cupping it lightly. The angel took one shaky breath and held it, the feeling of his thumb tracing her lip and jaw zoned out the screams of horror for just a few, mere, peaceful seconds. When he let go of her face, Fae released the breath she was holding.

"I'm sure we can get through here and then rest. I'm probably going mad already." Fae grinned lightly, taking a few short steps to reach the bone ropes. The angel's eyes widened as Daevion jumped onto the rope, he surely wasn't afraid of these things. Knowing that, she watched him swing around on the rope, testing it's strength. Opening her mouth, Fae spoke slowly. "This is different from the wall, if I were to hold onto you, you'd be weighed down and when you go to jump it'll make you jump shorter distances. I'm not sure though, so what do you think?" The angel tilted her head, about to reach onto another bone rope. It didn't seem too hard to do, and the angel kept her eyes on him, the feeling of his finger on her jaw rushing back, feeling like a ghost.

[E1Alpha]

He sighed, thinking over what the angel was saying. He couldn't deny she was right. He eventually looked down at the angel again. "Okay then. If you believe you're able to cross it on your own, go for it. But be careful. I don't think I can come to your help if you have a panic attack." He looked along the bone rope Fae was reaching for, spotting it ran almost parallel and fairly close to his own.

"Alright Fae. Climb onto the rope, and we will cross it together. If anything goes wrong, just tell me. We don't need to keep our voice down that much here, the cries down there will mask our presence." He smiled reassuring to the angel, clinging to his rope tightly to wait for her to latch onto her own. Once she was on, he'd carefully begin moving over the pit, making sure to move at the same pace as Fae. "Take it bit by bit... One hand, one leg, other hand, other leg, and so on." He obviously seemed to focus more on keeping an eye on Fae, rather than making sure he got across safely. For now, everything seemed to be going okay.

[Volleyball]

Fae was determined that she could do this. It didn't look too bad, as long as she zones all of the screams out and focused on the rope. And Daevion, of course. The angel listened to her advice that was given by the demon. Watching him latch onto his rope, Fae extended her arm out to grab the disgusting bone. Pulling on it lightly, Fae decided it was sturdy enough. Giving a determined look and smile to the demon, she nodded. The angel was ready. Fae was sure she was going to make it.

Putting her one hand on the rope, her hand found a crevice in the bone limb to where she would have better grip. Raising her leg onto one of the other crevices, Fae bit her lip and quickly moved her other arm and other leg onto the rope. Swinging back and forth, Fae looked at Daevion who was parallel to her. He could probably breeze through this quite easily, but Fae smiled guiltily when she realized he was going to protect her if anything goes wrong.

Once her rope stopped swinging, Fae took a deep breath before swinging the rope again to get movement while she tried to move to the second rope. Fae grabbed the second rope, holding her breath until she moved her leg slowly onto the second rope. Looking at Daevion and nodding, she gripped the rope tightly as she transferred into the second rope. One town, who knows how many are left.

"How many is there to cross?" Fae said a little louder than her average tone, making sure that Daevion heard her. Even though she didn't seem like she was scared, Fae was actually terrified. But he was by going to freeze up here. Wrapping her arms around the disgusting bone, Fae closed her eyes to relax for a second. Everything was going well. It's going to be okay. They just have to cross these bones and then everything will fall into place. Raising her gaze to the demon, the angel grinned as she death-gripped the rope.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smirked at the angel as she had grasped onto the first rope securely, before he'd carefully reach out for his next target. Grasping one of the bones firmly, he carefully followed his own pattern, first bringing one of his legs over to hook onto the rope, followed by his other arm, and lastly his other leg. He took a few deep breaths, before realizing he had grabbed onto something squishy, bringing his hand up to his eyes, he grunted as he realized he had dug his fingers straight into some rotting meat. "Ugh... My luck..."

He'd then glance over to the angel, cracking an amused smile to see the angel gripping onto the bones for her dear life, yet still trying to keep herself strong. He'd open his hand to show the remains of rotting flesh he just grabbed onto. "Watch where you're grabbing those things. Trust me. This feels and smells worse than any kind of excretes." He spoke up in a somewhat joking manner, to try and keep both of them distracted from the horrors beneath them.

Eventually, he returned his attention to peering around, reaching over for the next rope, limb per limb moving over to it, before clinging to it as it swung left and right a bit after his succesful transition.
He then glanced over at the angel again, before glancing at their goal. They were surprisingly making good progress.
When his eyes turned back to the angel, he smirked at her. "Kinda makes you wish we didn't break our wings on the way down, eh?" He was really missing the ability to fly right now. His wings were useless right now, and might even get in the way at some point.

At that moment, though, he was missing the solid ground beneath his feet aswell, as he continued trekking across the boney ropes, while still making sure he stayed fairly close to the angel, in case either of them got into trouble.

[Volleyball]

Hearing a grunt from the demon, Fae looked up. When he opened his hand Fae gasped, holding backs light laugh. "EW! That's really gross, and that smell makes me gag." The angel laughed at Daevion as the rotten meat was squished between his fingers. The smell was almost heart stopping, the meat just rotting in heat. "Watch where you put your hands next time." The angel smirked, gripping onto the rope again, readjusting her grip.

She heard they were making good progress, and that made Fae feel even more safe. The two talked and laughed quite a lot while they were crossing the bones, it lightened up the mood and made Fae distracted and yet more comfortable. It distracted Fae from thinking that she could fall to her death right away. Swinging her rope again, which had gone completely still for awhile. She reached out to grab the next rope in her straight line, using her truck of moving limb by limb quickly. Once she was completely on the next rope, Fae reached up to pull herself up a little higher. When she raised her body, Fae heard Daevion's words about wings. "Yeah, it would've been so much easier. We could've just flown out and then try and kill eachother again. Sounds fantastic." The angel grinned sarcastically, challenging the demon humorously.

When Fae moved her legs up on the rope, he felt one of the bones become loose. Fae looks up at Daevion. "I feel this one bone slipping off. Should I just kick it off?" Fae spoke quickly using all of her strength to him herself up. "Or should I just go to the next rope quickly?" The angel bit her lip, trying to keep herself calm and collected.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion snickered lightly, remembering that it was the fact they couldn't fly anymore that forced them to work together in the first place. How naive it would have been of them to just continue fighting. He noticed that now. Even though they were just inches away from dying in the most gruesome ways, they were enjoying themselves. Something he never would have hoped for in this pit.

When Fae mentioned one of the bones coming loose, he quickly glanced over to her, his entire face cringing as he glanced at the angel's options. "Move quickly but careful to the next rope, if you feel the bone giving in too soon, let me know." He was just barely in the angel's range, but if he let go of his arms, he could extend himself to reach her, should something go wrong. He was keeping himself ready to do that should everything go south all of a sudden. His eyes darted down to the demon in the pit, however. If he noticed them, he didn't want to think of how they would end.

[Volleyball]

The angel raised her body up away from the loose bone, and she reached onto the other one right in front of her. As she was raised up, this new rope was a little lower, meaning shed jump a little as she reached on. Taking in a breath, Fae raised her arm and moved it to the other rope, pulling it towards her body while she slowly moved a leg towards it, careful not to bump or push the loose bone so it wouldn't fall. All she had to do was move her other half of her body on. Fae, eyes determined, moved her last arm onto the new rope. Once she was completely on the rope, the loose bone let out a loud crack and plummeted into the pit. Taking a relieved yet startled breath, Far whispered, "Wow. That was really close, I guess there is no turning back now. At least we don't have very far left to move." The angel's breath was a little shaky and uneasy about the last rope almost crumpling under her, but that was what happened in this place. Things crumple.

Fae looked past two or three ropes, seeing the edge. "We're almost there, right? It'll be a relief because my fingers are aching." The angel grinned lightly, rubbing her head on her shoulder blade. The angel pressed her wings firmly to her back to she could appear smaller, thinking about how grea it would be to fly. Although if her wings weren't broken, she'd probably be dead right now, or the demon would probably be dead. It was strange how this situation occurred, while both of them could of murdered eachother, they are now talking and probably having a little fun. Fae grinned to herself, knowing that this situation, although how horrible this place is, is a great place to have fun. Even in paradise that she lives in, the angel never has had this almost heart stopping, heart racing adventure. This was so much different than the beautiful, harmless nature she knew.

[E1Alpha]

The demon blinked as he saw the remains of the rope drop down into the pit, luckily not drawing the attention of the demon there who was busy cleaving around him like an insane butcher. The demon then smirked over to the angel, smiling reassuringly to her. "Yeah. We're almost there." He then glanced over to the next rope, reaching out for it, snarling as it was out of range, before he begun swinging back and forth, reaching for the rope again, before meeping as he almost feel by just barely missing the rope, rapidly clinging to his current rope like a scared cat, before blinking that he was alive.

He cleared his throat, looking over to the angel. "That did not happen." He snickered silently, before swaying over to try again, this time grasping the rope securely, moving over onto it rather swiftly.
Staying at the same pace as Fae, he continued climbing from rope to rope, before letting himself drop from the final rope onto the ledge, holding out his hands towards Fae to help her down should she need help, before smiling at her. "That went a lot better than the last one, eh?" His voice hinted somewhat proud of the angel, somewhat liking the fact that a goody two shoes was beginning to grow a spine. He then walked into the passage to the next Bolgia, waiting there for a moment. "Let's give our hands some moments of rest. We wanna get out of her fast, but preferably in one piece." He smirked at the angel, leaning back against the crude, stone surface of the wall.

[Volleyball]

Clinging to get rope to catch her breath as the bone fell to the bottom of the pit, and Fae released a relieved sigh when the creature didn't notice. Hearing a sharp snarl from the demon, Fae's eyes quickly snapped up to look at Daevion. He looked like he was struggling, he has to swing to get his next rope. Fae was confident that he could do it, and the angel almost gasped as he fell. Hearing his smooth yet startled words, the angel laughed, the look on his face was perfect. "I'll never forget what that face looked like." She snickered under her breath, trying to hold back total laughing. "Of course it didn't happen." Fae raised her eyebrows, scared that letting out a single breath will mean her laughing hard.

Once they began to move and reach the edge, Fae put her hands into Daevion's to help her from the last rope. The angel leaped from the rope, her feet landing on solid ground with a light thump. "It feels great to be able to stand again." The angel murmured, bringing her gaze to her hands. They were totally red, and bending her fingers was almost painful. Shaking them out a little bit, Fae nodded at his words. "I guess this is your second time almost dying. I mean, you almost fell here and then that wall was pretty tough." Fae grinned at him, almost teasing the demon. They walked through the passage and the angel pressed her tailbone into the wall, leaning across from the demon, making sure her already painful and useless wings didn't get injured even more.
The angel rubbed her palms against her legs, feeling retiring back to her hands, holding onto the bones was sure tough on their bodies, but the angel was sure it wasn't too severe. Brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear, Fae took a huge breath. "I guess that wasn't so bad. Just zoning out the screams was rough." The angel rolled her eyes, thinking about the satisfaction she would have if the bone hit the butchering creature, although that would mean trouble for them.

[E1Alpha]

The demon snickered at the angel's words, shrugging lightly. "Hey. If you've lived in the Inferno like me, death isn't the scariest thing around."
He let out a sigh of relief as they took a moment to recover their strength, during which he closed his eyes, a thought hitting the back of his head: What if they get out? What if they escape the Inferno? Where will they go? What will they do? He opened his eyes again and gazed at the angel, smiling softly. She didn't look bad at all. His eyes were scanning over her features, taking in the details of her appearance, actually appreciating them somewhat. He just stood there, watching her for a while, before shaking his head to try and get his mind cleared up again, clearing his throat as he walked over to the passage into the next bolgia, merely peeking inside. He was desperately trying to hide his face. He didn't know why, though, all he knew was that his cheeks felt warmer than usual.

In his mind, he couldn't help by picture the angel again, only... not in this shithole and wearing much less. He blinked as she realized what he was thinking, shaking his head as he tried to get his head out of the clouds by peering down into their next challenge.

Down in the pit, men and women alike where trapped in flames, scorching their naked bodies for eternity. The false advisors were the ones condemned here. Daevion then looked around for their way to cross, and to his relief, this pit had a simple stone archway crossing along it. Seems like they could get past here easily.

When he then turned his eyes to the angel again, they widened in surprise as he realized that the first place his eyes met, was her chest, rapidly turning away again, he smacked himself in the forehead.

[Volleyball]

The angel considered the demons words, grinning back at him lightly. As they rested in silence, the angel caught the demon's eyes looking at her up and down. Growing self-conscious, the angel shrugged to herself and looked at Daevion, adverting his gaze. Fae had to admit that he was very attractive and eye catching. All the angel could think about in this moment was running her fingers against his chest, just to feel the smooth yet hard skin that was tempting her through the clothes that he wore over it. Noticing that she was just staring at Daevion, Fae shook her head, hoping that he didn't notice her admiring his body, or at least mentally being able to touch every inch of his skin. It was weird to her having these thoughts, and as Daevion began to move, Fae let out a relieved sigh and followed a few steps behind him.

Hearing and feeling more heat, Fae gazed down into the pit, almost falling back. There was naked bodies everywhere, just lit up in evil, dancing flames scorching them to a crisp. It was relieving to not see a complicating obstacle, the angel just hoped that it wasn't too good to be true. She was beginning to think that they could actually get out of here. When Daevion turned around, she looked at him shyly, before noticing his eyes were plastered onto her chest. The heat that just left her cheeks after daydreaming about his body suddenly returned, warmth rapidly raising into her entire face again. Even her palms were sweaty. Why was she so nervous around him all of a sudden?

Smiling lightly to herself. Fae let out a small laugh. It was her laughing at the demon or his embarrassment, just in this moment Fae felt so out there, she never had dreamt about somebody like she just had. Fae pulled at her fingers, watching how the demon smacked himself. Fae almost wondered if he was thinking the same thoughts as her. Was this demon attracted to her too?

[E1Alpha]

Shaking his head to quite litteraly try to shake those thoughts off of him, he promptly marched forward. "C'mon... Let's... Let's go..." He had lost every bit of certainty he had right there, even if only for a few seconds. He knew he was starting to get attracted to the angel, but he wasn't even sure if he wanted to be. Mixed feelings of how they could spend the rest of their time together, and the complications that would bring along rushed through his mind. It was bothering him so much, that by the time they already crossed the archway, he didn't even notice, followed by him bumping into the side of the passage out of this bolgia, hitting the rocky wall with his nose and forehead, letting out a slight meep as he grasped his face. "Agh! Son of a-...!" He quickly pulled inside the stone hallway past the passage, not wanting to curse out in the bolgia and draw unwanted attention.

Once they were in a safer place, he kicked the wall to bite away the pounding pain searing through his face, which slowly subsided again. What the hell was wrong with him. He knows he likes the angel, but how can her presence now disrupt him so much. Sighing, he squeezed the bone of his nose a moment, before looking back at Fae.
"Again... That... did not... happen." He put extra accents on every sillable, feeling a bit awkward to do something that stupid. While looking at the angel, however, he felt his eyes sliding down to her chest again, but this time, he rapidly closed them and averted his gaze. Damn that angel's headlights. That one line rushed through his mind. Thinking about it again, he couldn't help but let out a silent snicker.

Taking a deep breath, Daevion forced his eyes to look at the angel's as he spoke. "Alright... Next Bolgia I know fairly well from another demon. It's the seventh Bolgia and the pit where the thieves are condemned too. If I remember correctly, there is a hidden passage around there we can use to get through this place faster. Problem is..." He paused for a moment, before continuing. "That Bolgia is being heavily guarded... by Cacus... A demonic centaur... I doubt we can take him in combat, so we'll need to be really careful..."

[Volleyball]

The angel took a sharp breath when Daevion turned around, and Fae walked lightly a few steps behind him. She wondered if he saw what she was thinking too, it was honestly hard to miss. He looked at her with such appreciation, Fae considered her thoughts, or was it attraction? Her eyes widened and the angel lifted a strand of he black hair to only violently tug at it, the angel's mouth becoming a large O. Fae did this because she needed to shake her head out. Her scalp almost burned, the sting of her pull was strong. Fae had to remember that he may not be as attracted to her as she is to him.

The angel forgot about everything that happened to them before this. They almost killed each other out of pure and desperate hatred, but now her mind was changed. She didn't see that horrible, evil demon. Fae realized that now she was attracted to him because he was purely him. Strong, determined and obviously being blessed with a nice appearance, the angel just wouldn't be able to resist him very long. It seems to unlike her, the angel; so pure and graceful, to be feeling strong emotions for her "complete opposite."

Fae heard a grunt from the demon as they finished crossing the bridge, he kept walking. When his face was slammed into rock, the angel brought her hands to er face, in shock. "Oh gosh, are you okay? That looks really bad." Fae said her words quickly, her breaths becoming deep. The angel grinned when Daevion said his famous sentence again. She almost snickered, but Fae didn't want to put a bad taste in his mouth. How did he even be capable of slamming into a wall like that? The angel flinched every time he kicked the wall, the sound echoing through her ears. That didn't sounds good, and the angel let out a hoarse sigh. How would he injure himself so carelessly?

Hearing his words, the angel shook her head. Her eyes were locked on the ground, suddenly taking "interest" on her feet. Letting out her breath, Fae nodded. "Alright, we'll have to be very cautious..." She repeated his words nervously, her fingers twisting together to relieve her nerves. The creature could easily rip their heads off. What will they do if they encountered it? Looking up and locking her eyes onto Daevion's, Fae sharply shook her head. They can do this.

[E1Alpha]

The demon nodded firmly towards Fae, before looking over to the passage into the next Bolgia. Making sure his steps were more quiet now, he peeked inside from around corner, raising a hand to gesture Fae to stay back and out of sight.

Inside he saw yet another pit, this one however, had a grating over it, as if to keep something in. Down in the pit, screams could be heard, along with the sound of flesh ripping and reptilian hisses and roars. Daevion knew well enough what was going on down there. Thieves were condemned to have all kinds of reptilian vermin bite them, poison them. That poison however forced their bodies to transform, turning them into twisted reflections of their former selves to "steal their identity" in return for their past thefts.

That was not what frightened the demon, though. Marching around the grated pit, was a large centaur. The half horse had snakes for its manes, and one of its shoulders had a draconic head extending from it, with a flaming breath.
Cacus was a feared being, wielding a massive halberd to cut down any who trespass him. His face bears hardly anything humane, being scarred and mangled as a demon's.

Daevion pulled behind the passage again, out of sight of the beast, before glancing at Fae. He then once more peeked around the corner, looking around to find their goal. He saw the passage leading upwards to the next Bolgia, but it wouldn't be safe as Cacus could follow them. Instead, his eyes averted to the side, before spotting a stone tablet in the wall, about the size of a man, with different inscriptions in it, nodding to himself, Daevion pulled back and turned to Fae, whispering to her.

"Okay. This is do or die. We have to get through that hidden passage. I know where it is hidden, but I need you to open it." He gestured to the passage he was at. "Peek inside. You should be able to see a stone tablet embedded into the wall." He waited for a while until he got confirmation that Fae saw it, before he'd pull her back.
"Alright... This demon that told me about it explain that that tablet has satanic star on it. In the center of that star there is a keyhole. I will give you something that I need you to put in there, and turn it around three times exactly, before pushing it in fully. While you do that, I will draw Cacus' attention. Once the passage it open, I will try to slip in." He took a deep breath. "When you open the passage, I need you to head in, close your eyes, and count to five. At five, slam the passage shut without opening your eyes. Alright? I do not want to risk Cacus getting into that passage and killing the both of us." With that said, the demon took a few steps deeper into the tunnel again, away from the passage. He unstrapped one of his claws and jammed the thing in between his jaws, before reaching for the tip of his right wing. He seemed to brace himself for something, breathing deeply, before he'd cry out into the claw in between his teeth, breaking the tip of the bone of his wing off with a disgusting crack to accompany it.

Once that was done, the demon slumped down, his wing burning completely. Luckily for him, it did not bleed as there wasn't any blood running through his wings. He gestured the angel over as he took the claw out of his mouth. "Here... Is your key... The tip of a demon's wing..." He needed a moment to collect himself again after mutilating his own wing like that.

[Volleyball]

The plan was elaborate. It was scary, this plan was up to them. They could die so easily, she could be dead in a matter of seconds. looking up strongly, Fae repeated the entire plan in her mind. She was not going to let this feared creature brutally murder them. Not saying a word, Fae couldn't help but keep her eyes on the demon as he ripped the tip off his wing. The sound of the crack and the look on his face made the angel's stomach drop. This is it, this is truly real.

Fae extended her arm to take the tip of his wing, it was almost painful to take it. She looked right at Daevion with a look full of pure compassion and fear, and after a few seconds of painful silence, Fae looked out into the pit of complete torture, seeing her target, the tablet. The angel could could clearly her target, the satanic star. Taking a breath to collect her thoughts, throw away her fears, and zone out all of the screams, Fae gave a strong nod to Daevion. Fae held the tip of the wing so tightly that it made an imprint of it in her hand, and after giving a confirming look to Daevion, Fae sprinted. The angel ran as fast as she could manage, making her steps sound as light as her nerves would let them. She stood in the shadows, hopefully hidden to a certain extent. Her lungs ached and burned, begging Fae to stop running and just stop. Her legs ached as well, almost causing her to trip and collapse, but Fae knew she was holding the demon's life in her hands right now.

Hoping Daevion began to distract Cacus, the angel arrived at the stone tablet. Tracing over the satanic star, Fae fumbled with the tip of the demon's wing a little bit, letting out really shaky breaths. Tears burned in her eyes, thin lines of clear running down her red face. Jamming the wing tip into the key hole that she found, Fae kept her finger on the top of the wing and gave it a violent twist. It was hard to turn, the keyhole was full of shattered debris, but Fae didn't care how hard she had to twist the key. Digging her palms into the wing, she counted out one twist, taking a quick breath, two twists, and finally three. Clenching her fists around the wing, Fae pushed it in with all of her strength. Hearing a click, Fae pushed the passage open. Her muscles strained and the angel let out a painful grunt, pain rushing through her left arm as she struggled to push the door open. Fae doubted that she actually was doing something wrong, but as the door creaked and cracked open, the angel pushed it open enough so Daevion could get through when he needed to.

In five seconds, it would either mean leaving the demon behind or taking him with. Shutting her eyes tightly, Fae did not open them a crack. Nothing. She began counting to five. The seconds felt like hours as she slowly counted seconds in her brain. "One...." She thought in her head, this second almost painful to keep her eyes closes. "Two....Three...." She came to, almost there, it was lmost over, Fae kept her eyes shut so tightly she could see stars. "Four....Five!" She counted, and taking a large, powerful deep breath, Fae slammed the door shut and took a shaky and worried breath, hoping that when she opened her eyes the demon will be here right next to her.

[E1Alpha]

With the angel nodding towards him, Daevion took a deep breath, cracking his neck slightly, before rushing out, running the opposite Fae was supposed to go, scraping his claws along the stone wall as loud as he could.
"Hey demon breath! What kind of a pathetic excuse for a guard are you if I'm running free?!"

The centaur glared over at Daevion, roaring out as it came running towards Daevion at full speed, holding the halberd ahead of him as a spear.
Daevion knew this was all or nothing, bringing his claws up, he let the spear grind along it, into the stone wall behind him, rushing aside as the fiery breath the draconic shoulder just barely licked his limp wings. Glancing over at Fae, he noticed she was still working on the door, rushing towards the centaur again who just tugged his spear out of the wall, roaring out as he tried to cleave at Daevion, who quickly dropped down on the ground and slid beneath the rampaging beast, letting his claws slice along the lower side of the demonic centaur, just barely avoiding the beast's hooves.
The beast seemed to grow more and more angry with every second, stomping, cleaving and kicking to try and hit Daevion.
Gambling with his life, he managed to just barely dodge or deflect Cacus' attacks, keeping his gaze set on the passage, seeing Fae finally getting inside. He had to move now, or become this bastard's meal.
At that moment, the centaur jabbed his spear towards Daevion, who brought his claws up to shove the spear to the side, before he'd rush forward. The exit was right there, his plan worked. They were both making it true. He couldn't believe it.

And he shouldn't have, right near the passage, he heard the hooves speeding passage rapidly, and the halberd cleaving down into his right wing, pulling him back. Daevion grunted and roared in an almost bestial way, letting his demonic roots take over. "Let go, you annoying fuck!" With that, Daevion pulled forward, the axe ripping through his wing as he shoved himself into the crevice past the hidden door, right before Fae slammed it shut.
Paired with loud noise of the hidden door smashing shut however, was a pained growling scream.
Daevion's right wing was stuck, crushed between the hidden door, half of it still sticking through to the other end.

Daevion grunted and groaned in pain, tugging on his wing as it wouldn't bunge. He shook his head repeatingly. "No, no, no! Not when we were this close! FUCK!" He smashed his fist into the stone wall, snarling, panting heavy and exhausted, looking over at Fae. He just gazed at her, hoping she had an idea, but before she could say anything he'd force a smile, before speaking up. "You... You did well there... Nice job... ngh..." He leaned aside against the wall. "For a goody-two-shoes..." He smirked somewhat teasing, before looking down at the wing. He had lost all feeling in it on the other end, knowing Cacus probably didn't leave a pretty sight of the wing on that end, but he was still stuck.

Eventually, he looked at Fae, before sighing as he looked around. "We need... something sharp... We're going to cut or break it off..." He cringed visible while saying it, but he knew it was that, or just staying here for the rest of his days.

[Volleyball]

Fae heard the footsteps of Daevion and Cacus. Eyes closed tightly, she smirked as she heard his words insulting the creature. When she heard the door slam shut and Daevion's voice, she opened her eyes, relieved. Fae thought everything was okay and they actually succeeded until the angel heard the horrible sound of his swearing. Eyes widening in total shock, Fae almost fell, her knees buckling in weakness. Opening her mouth, her eyes darted to his wings and back to him. She heard him compliment her on what she did, but it didn't matter now. He was completely stuck. "Oh, oh..Oh shit!" Fae brought her hands to her face, looking extremely worried, "I'm so sorry... This is my fault, I could've waited one more second and you would've not been stuck...I am so, so sorry." Fae looked at the ground, her hands squeezing her cheeks as tightly as she could, almost punishing herself for this situation. Looking up, she couldn't meet the demon's gaze. He already ripped the tip of it off, now what's going to happen?

Shaking her head lightly, Fae looked at his eyes. "Cacus is probably not giving you any mercy. I have no idea, honestly." She spoke quietly, an octave lower than her usual tone. "Daevion, I'm so sorry." She apologized again, knowing that his wings will be completely and almost utterly useless from this time on. Hearing the words cut it, Fae felt the dagger in her boot almost scorching and burning her skin, knowing that she has it. Would she be able to cut it off? Daevion probably was in an awkward angle to be able to cut it.

"I... have a dagger." She whispered quietly and reached into her boot, retrieving the small silver knife. She held it in her palms weakly. Would she be able to muster up the courage to do this? Fae sighed, knowing that this was the only option. Her fingers weren't able to grasp the handle and Fae sighed. "This is gong to be so horrible, and cutting your wing will make me feel so terrible, but we don't have a choice here." Fae frowned, grasping the handle, taking short steps and very shallow breaths to the demon. She approached him, worried about if it'll be painful for him, they have quite a bit of wing to cut. Standing on the side of the demon, Fae looked at how he was trying hard to stay cool and keep being a sarcastic demon like she knew. "Do I just cut it?" Fae let out a frightened sigh, obviously terrified of doing a deed like this.

[E1Alpha]

The demon nodded over to her, once more unstrapping one of his claws to do the same as he did when he ripped the tip of his wing off. "Great... Now..." He was indeed in an awkward angle, but tried reaching behind him nonetheless to feel about the stuck wing, running his fingers along, before stopping on the joint closest to his body, but not the one connecting the wing to his back.

"Alright... Listen carefully... In order to get it cut off, you're gonna have to cut it as a joint. If you cut it off from my back, the muscle might be too thick to properly cut. However, this joint should be able for you to cut, and it'll remove as much of my wing as possible so it won't be in the way." He took a deep breath, moving a hand over to take the angel's arm and bring her in front of him so that he could look at her. "You did well by closing the door when I said so. A second later might have meant that bastard could have jammed his weapon in there, and we'd be in much worse shape. Alright?"
He sighed, leaning in to place a kiss on the angel's forehead. "Trust me. This is the best scenario we were going to get."

He then let go of her and braced himself. "Alright... This will hurt me a lot more, and I will bleed after you cut it. Grab some cloth and make sure you press it firmly onto the joint when you have cut it. Doesn't matter how much it seems to hurt on me. Keep it pressed until I am able to calmly tell you to take it off." He took a pause. "Don't stop while cutting. Get it over with as fast as you can. If you pause in between, it's gonna hurt a lot more on my end." With that, his jammed the claw between his jaws, breathing deeply through his nose as he nodded towards the angel to signal her he was ready, bracing himself for the incoming torture.

[Volleyball]

Fae watched the demon feel along his joints until he stopped at one almost closest to his body, and Fae leaned out to trace it with her finger, just to memorize the path. This is going to be so hard to accomplish, the angels hands were shaking lightly as the demon leaned close to her. The angel closed her eyes as tightly as she could when the feeling of his lips pressing against her forehead, even though that simple gesture made her feel like she was on cloud nine, she now has to do something horribly painful. For him mostly, but for her too. Her forehead felt like electricity had sparked through her veins and giving him a very tiny, almost minuscule smile, agreed that this was the best scenario. She hated to admit that this was the best scenario they could have, but now he won't be flying... For good.

Fae used her dagger to cut off a few strips of cloth from her jacket, the once white jacket was not tattered and ripped, but now it'll help him more than it'll help her. She slid the jacket off her arms and cut two strips, long enough to tie at least two knots. Nodding silently and sadly, the angel took his cue and raised the dagger to the joint, holding the cloth in her other hand. Taking a steady breath the angel began to cut, the joint was a little tough to cut an as she almost sawed through the top of the joint, Fae quickly applied the cloth to the bleeding area. She continued cutting, and as she did it was hard to not hear his screams of pain, and it brought tears to her eyes that she had to do this. She was hallways done and she didn't pause, tears silently running down her cheeks as she cut the muscle. Blood was all over her hands and it stained them bright, sticky red, and blood dropped to the floor and onto their clothes. The cloth was almost completely covered in red, and Fae exhaled quickly as she cut through the joint again and again and again. The pain must be horrible, and Fae's stomach felt sick as she continued to cut the wing off as fast as she could manage.

Soon the horrible deed was done, the wing that had been chopped off was stuck in the door. Fae almost screamed, as she threw the dagger across from her at the wall. The angel threw it with all of her strength. The once silver dagger was now coated with his blood now clattered to the floor, as Fae kept holding the cloth, the angel felt like her knees were going to collapse and break. She hated that dagger for what she had done with it, she never wanted to pick it up. The metal glistened lightly, and as Fae slowly sank to her knees, she wiped some blood off of her hands befOre sobs rang out. "Daevion I'm so sorry, for everything I've put you through." The angel sobbed desperately, her cheeks and eyes red and puffy as streams ran down her face.

[E1Alpha]

The demon cried out in pain, biting down on the weapon in between his jaws as he felt the searing pain of the flesh, nerve and muscle of his wing being sliced open, bit by bit. All his muscles tensed to try and keep the muscle in his wing joint relaxed to allow Fae to cut right through it.

As soon as the joint was severed, Daevion fell forward, grunting in pain, tears streaming down his face. Now, he was waiting for the pain to subside, as he just laid there, hoping the angel would continue to press the bleeding, so that he wouldn't be drained empty of his blood. Now carrying only one more wing, the demon felt useless. He was mutilated for the remainder of his days, but atleast they were alive.

After a few minutes, his groaning and grunting was reduced to mere panting, as Daevion pushed himself up on his knees slowly. He looked over at the angel, who looked mentally broken at what she had to do. Collecting himself, Daevion reached out for the angel, taking her bloodied hands as he'd pull her in closer, smiling weakly at her. Once she was closer, he laid his hand on her cheek, smiling at her through his pain filled eyes. "We're putting... eachother through this... Don't be sorry. You did what had to be done." He smiled at the angel, before his body reacted before he really realized it. He leaned forward to the angel, taking a deep breath, before placing his lips on top of hers, exhaling softly while doing so. He didn't do much more, he just let their lips meet as his thumb caressed along her cheek. He felt she deserved that much, after the things she had been forced to do... And ofcourse he didn't mean taking in some credit from this himself. His other hand slid over to rest of the girl's waist, seeking to just hold her in this kiss for a little while.

[Volleyball]

His screams and grunts were engraved in the angels mind, it was so dreadful to hear and watch. They were both sobbing, but the demons were of pain. It was going to be hard for him to lose a wing, but they were alive, and they were going to move on. Just maybe slowly as the demon recovers. Fae took a large, shaky breath as they just sat there in pain filled silence. When he spoke, the angel lightly tilted her head to the side, not bearing to look the demon in his eyes. Fae's head bobbed up and down softly as she agreed to his words, she realized he was right. They could still get out of here, but his wing is so mutilated. Who knows what will happen after they get out of here? What will he do? Fae sighed, thanking that he had his life and that she wouldn't have to go through this dreaded place alone.

He was holding her hands, that still were blood red. The color has been wiped off just enough to leave her hands a peachy pink, but more red where her fingers had their crevices. The angel got the blood off her hands by rubbing off on her pants, the ground, and any other surface she could drag them on to get his blood off of her. She closed her fingers around his, feeling comforted by this gesture. Fae noticed that Daevion was leaning into her, and she started to lean in to him as well. The angel lightly tilted her head to the side, so they wouldn't have their noses collide, and when he pressed his lips to hers, the angel raised her back and took A short breath in. Fae's eyes were closed and his hands were gently on her face, it felt so good in this moment to be simply be pleased and not be in any variation of pain. His other hand resting on her waist to hold the kiss, Fae smiled lightly still with her lips on his. When she pulled back after awhile, the angel just looked straight in his eyes for a moment, searching of any displeasure. She then looked away for a small moment until she put her free hand on his chest and leaned in to kiss him again. It stunned even herself how brave she would be, most times Fae would be so shy after a kiss that she wouldn't talk. This made her feel different. Powerful.

The second kiss ended slowly, Fae looked at Daevion so tenderly. "Wow," She started, letting out a light laugh as her feeling of guilt slowly subsided. Moving one hand of hers from his chest to his arm, she sighed lightly, pleased. "How is it, the pain, the feeling?" She said lightly, tracing circled on his arm as she waited for an answer. It must be hard, and of course painful, but the angel knew they'd be moving on in here, slowly.

[E1Alpha]

The demon gazed back into the angel's eyes after the first kiss broke. He didn't even notice the pain coming forth from his back anymore. He just gazed at her with a certain passion glistening in his eyes.

When their lips met for the second kiss, Daevion would let his fingers comb through the girl's hair, pressing her head into the second kiss a little firmer.
When he felt her slowly breaking the kiss, he let his hand slide down to her shoulder, just gazing into her eyes, before cracking a faint smile as he looked at the angel letting out a slight smile. Not even in his strangest dreams had he ever expected to kiss an angel, but he didn't care about their difference anymore. He liked her. He really did, and he now realized it to the fullest.

When she asked how the pain was, he actually realized that the joint was still sending a searing pain through his nerves, but he responsed with a simple smile, shaking his head. "Don't worry... If you live through decades of torture, your boundries of pain reach an entirely new level." He actually did remember the torture he had to go through daily, and he had to admit, just the fact that the pain began to subside was enough consolation for him.

Eventually, he pushed himself up, or atleast try to, as he stumbled backwards slightly as he tried to stand up, shaking his head. "Wow... Stood up too fast..." He let out an awkward chuckle, before pulling himself up while supporting against the wall, biting away his aches as he grinned at the angel. "Shall we head on up then? I can't wait to be out of this place..." With that, he slowly and carefully began to head up the stairs, exhaustion dragging his body down, but he did not want to rest until they got out of this circle.
Glancing down at the dagger, he gestured over to it. "Take your blade along. It's one of our only weapons and tools..."

[Volleyball]

The angel could only sigh as she nodded to his words, being tortured every day of his life probably was equal to this. Still stroking circles up and down his arm, Fae stopped after not realizing what she was doing. These last few moments that the two just shared blocked everything out: the blood, pain, and actually being in a shitty place like this. When he kissed her all she felt was the two of them, skin to skin and lips to lips. It was hard to shake her thoughts away, as she realized how much she was attracted to the demon, and this time she did not deny them, nor did she want these feelings to pull away from her.

Fae inhaled sharply when he stumbled her his feet, watching him carefully. He looked so exhausted, and the angel gave him props for pushing himself so hard. His wing was now just a little stump for the most part, useless. Frowning, Fae heard the demon's words and they flew in one ear and then exited the other. She really did not want this blade. Arm shaking as Fae leaned to grasp the handle, the blood on it grew sticky, creating a thin and moist coating over the blade itself. The blade was hard to hold, it felt like a new ten pounds was added to her, but it wasn't. The angel took the dagger and the remaining scraps of clean jacket cloth, using one to quickly wipe away most of the blood. She discarded that bloody cloth, of course. There were a few strips of cloth left, so Fae took each strip and tied them lightly around her leg.

Grinning back at Daevion, Fae followed him to the stairs to exit this circle. Two down, Fae thought to herself as she let the demon stay a step ahead of her just in case he fell or collapsed, she could catch him. "I don't like this circle either," She said with a light sigh, following very close behind Daevion. Her arms ached as she remembered the muscles straining when the angel pulled the door, but the ache in her arms was the last thing on her mind. They climbed the stairs slowly, and Fae kept her arms out leaning them on the wall. She couldn't stop looking at his wings, one full but injured, and the other gone. groaning silently, Fae put a smile on her face, remembering the kiss, the second, and his arms through her hair. It almost felt like a dream, but as they approached the top of the stairs, she knew it was real. Everything was, the good and the bad. "A new circle," Breathed the angel, her voice light, "Violence, right?" Fae guessed, remembering that this may be Daevion's own circle.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion grunted, pulling himself up each step seemed like a an individual challenge. His body was tired and aching, and it longed for rest. Ahead of him, he saw his goal, a stone tablet blocking their. Unlike the previous tablet however, this one did not have a keyhole. But apparently it didn't need one, as Daevion slumped against it, tracing his fingers along the symbols and carving embedded in the stone. "Alright... Where are you..." Finally, he found what he was looking for, an almost invisible engraved satanic star. Taking a deep breath, Daevion called upon the last of his stamina as he let his demonic fire run through his fingers, activating the symbol, before the stone tablet opened up, causing Daevion to fall forward through the door.
Grunting as he hit the ground on the other side, he was looking down a grating, covering a pit. They were still in the Eight circle, but Daevion let out a happy grunt. "We did it..."

Down in the pit, men and women alike were walking in circles, with demons whipping them. Those demons didn't seem able to get up out of the pit, nor did they notice the new entries. They were having too much fun whipping the condemned. "The first bolgia... The pit of the seducers... We're through... We've made it."

Daevion grunted as he pulled himself along the ground, to rest against the wall with his shoulder, panting heavy, looking over at the gate out of the circle, before looking up at Fae, raising a hand to gesture her to sit with him. "We're safe for now... I... really need to rest..." He didn't like admitting it, but he was a broken man now; exhausted and mutilated. He was happy, though. They both made it out, she in better shape than him perhaps, but he knew this was one of the most treacherous of circles. Once they'd step outside now, they'de be out in the open. He knew that the gargoyles were aware of them running about, but that was a worry for later. He didn't want to make the angel stress out prematurely.
Instead, he just closed his eyes and leaned his head back, trying to blot out the sound of whips and scream coming from the nearby pit.

[Volleyball]

It was amazing how much the demon pushed himself to go on, Fae wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to go on. The angel held a breath in as he opened the door, watching him carefully if he was going to collapse. Frowning as he fell through the door and out into the other side. The angel looked through the pit again, looking about how treacherous this place is. Fae realized and thought about the people being whipped. Going through eternity being in constant pain and torture didn't seem like any enjoyment, and she thought about quickly what people would have to go through to be condemned here, and the angel really hoped it was for a good reason. Nobody deserves to be pushed trough this pain.

Fae watched as Daevion just fell against the wall pretty much, exhausted. Giving him a light grin as he gestured her to sit with him, the angel knew not to sit across from him anymore. Kneeling down on his left, she unfolded her knees and stretched them out in front of her. Her muscles ached from running, but she didn't focus of the pain, she focused on the success and on the demon. "We did it, alright, something I'll pretty much always remember." Fae said lightly, the thoughts of the mission they just did filling her mind. Fae leaned her head back into the rocks, although not comfortable, Fae was happy that they both got to rest. Especially him. The angel sat with her shoulder pressed against his lightly, and Fae used her hand to squeeze his arm. "Are you doing okay?" She asked quietly, knowing that the pain must be do horrible. Fae sighed, knowing that in this place of torture, they are slowly making progress and someday they will find their way out. The angel had no idea how long it would take, and what will their life be like after they get out? Will there still be a constant war between the angels and demons? Frowning, Fae shook those thoughts away from her head slowly. She did not want to think about fighting Daevion again.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled softly as he felt angel's body press against his gently, looking over to her as her hand squeezed on his arm. Nodding silently, he took her hand, sighing softly as she'd just let his thumb run along the back of her. "I'm doing fine... Thanks to you..." He smiled and brought his left arm up and around the angel's shoulders, still holding her hand with his other, exhaling softly as he hugged up her. "We should try to rest a bit more...We're still in cover for now..."

With that, he let his eyes slide shut, sighing softly as he tried to blot out the sound of screams down beneath them, just holding the angel in a gentle embrace as he tried to get some rest. His exhaustion easily getting the better of him, as it didn't take him long to doze off.
Slumping back against as the wall as his consciousness drifted off, he only saw one thing in his dreams: The angel besides him. A subtle smirk and some reactions in the form of body language betrayed that it was a far more enjoyable dream than what they've been going through.

[Volleyball]

Resting felt great, Fae enjoyed just sitting and relaxing, it has felt like ages since she'd felt at peace. The angel smiled lightly when he took her hand, her fingers lightly clasped around his. She leaned onto his shoulder when Daevion out his arm around her. The angel softly nodded when he heard his words. They both worked hard, and they got out safely. Fae heard the screams, but they didn't seem to bother her. In his embrace, she felt safe and calm even in a place like this. The angel closed her eyes lightly, breathing in deeply as her breaths regulated.

She just realized how exhausted she was, her arms, legs, fingers and chest were sore and her body was tender. She didn't really pay much attention to it, because she knew she was in far better shape than he was. The angel stretched her legs once again, earning a sharp inhale as the sore muscles got worked. The silence that the two sat in was wonderful, it was the most comforting silence that they've had, arms around eachother and eyes closed. Who knows how long they will rest for, they have all the time in the world to push themselves and test their limits in this hell hole, but twy only had very few moments to actually have a safe place to rest. They had to take advantage of it, no matter how long or short the breaks are.

The angel wasn't sure if she was sleeping or not, she wasn't dreaming but he could feel herself against the demon. Fae's lips turned into a light grin. She loved being in his embrace- she was so strongly attracted to him, it didn't even occur to her that he was a demon. Fae knew he didn't seem evil at all when he was touching her, he was soft and when they are out and escaping slowly, he would always be there to protect her. Fae wanted to do the same and always protect him. They weren't too different for an angel and a demon, they were so likely similar and their differences of being opposites was at the back of her mind as she enjoyed every moment of peace they had.

[E1Alpha]

With a suddening opening of his eyes and the demon looking around confused, Daevion woke up, blinking as he looked around confused. It took him a while to remember where they were. He couldn't remember when the last time was that he actually had the luxury to sleep.
Rubbing his eyes out, he turned his gaze to Fae, smiling down at her as she was in his arm, placing a gentle kiss on the top of her to see if she was awake, before whispering to her. "Fae... We should get a move on..." He then just waited for the girl to collect herself again.

Once that was done, he'd push himself up slowly, only a stumbling a bit, before shaking his head as he smirked. He felt a lot stronger again, especially after finally having been able to sleep. He then reached down to the angel to help her up if she wasn't already standing, before heading to the gate, looking up at it, before glancing behind him at the angel again.
"You ready? Once we're out of here, we're in the open." He smirked at her. He finally knew for sure he had someone to count him to head through here, before he placed himself against the gate, gritting his teeth as he pushed it open just enough for the two of them to fit through.

As he'd step outside, Daevion would blink, looking ahead into a desert of kinds where the very sand was burning. People were walking, sitting and just laying on the burning sand, crying in agony. Scratching the back of his head, Daevion looked across the flaming desert. "Okay... I knew what this place looked like... But I can say I have no idea how to get across."

[Volleyball]

Fae felt Daevion squirm, and the angel let out a light sigh. She didn't want to move, sleep felt almost distant to her, but almost falling deeply in sleep was great. She felt his lips softly on her head, and the angel's mouth slowly turned into a smile, and nodded lightly. Her eyes opened slowly, and the demon was already standing. Accepting his hand, she was helped up, and the angel held onto his fingers lightly for a little bit longer before she released her fingers and pulled her shirt down, which had rode up just a little bit from resting. The angel stretched herself lightly, before nodding. She rubbed her eyes, yawning quietly. Resting made her feel energized, and now Daevion looked so much better too.

Fae nodded, giving the demon a smirk back, mimicking his face. Time to move on, after a fantastic rest. The angel squeezed through the door, and then she took a sharp breath. Sand everywhere, looking hot and burning. "Is there any way?" Fae gazed around the pit, looking at the people getting burned. "I don't think we can just walk right in there, is there even an exit? We could scale a wall or something. I'm not sure." Fae contemplated, tapping her fingers on her thigh, where she had tied the cloth. The angel kept looking around for someway to pass, not sure how they could cross the sand. They'd be in plain sight, and of course she didn't want to burn herself. If it was their only option, she'd have to deal with it. Looking around the put, the anel sighed. "There has to be a way." She felt around the walls, searching for something that wasn't there.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion was merely gazing into the desert, Fae's words hardly getting through to him as he tried to figure out a way across. Leaning over to the edge of the edge, he held his hand in it, but rapidly pulled it back. "Agh! Damn shit is hot."
He grunted, waving his hand about to cool it, before looking around. He had no idea how to get across here, without burning to a crisp.

However, an idea struck him as he gazed into the desert, looking upon the condemned that were walking, sitting or laying in the sand. Scratching his chin, Daevion smirked slightly, looking over at a man that was walking along the edge of the desert. "Fae. You're gonna hate me for this. But it's us or them." He kneeled down, picking up a fairly large rock, before flinging it towards the condemned's head. As the rock collided with his skull, the man dropped backwards into the burning sand, grunting and groaning. Daevion seemed to disregard it, as he ran along the side of the desert, to try find an angle closer to the man, before leaping over the sand, onto the man. His boots smashed down on his body as the man cried out. Daevion grunted himself, using the man as a barrier between him and the sand. "Sorry, mate. Law of the jungle."
He slowly rose up, looking down at the man as he nodded, before looking over at Fae, calling out to her. "We will use the condemned as stepping stones! I will make a path! Follow behind me."
With that, he looked around, spotting another man laying flat on his stomach in the sand, leaping out towards him, causing the man to cry out in pain. Daevion was taking his time to find his balance again, before looking back towards the angel, waiting for her to jump on the next man. He was just hoping she could ignore the fact they were jumping on top of naked people.

[Volleyball]

Fae watched cautiously as Daevion dipped his hand in the fiery sand. She snickered lightly as he explained that the sand was burning. "No shit." The angel said lightly under her breath, crossing her arms as she watched him shake his hand out to cool it. Raising an eyebrow, the angel wa amused lightly, knowing that of they touch this sand it would leave a nice little mark. She wondered how the condemned could lay and walk in this sand every day of every minute. Of course it was painful, but how did they do it in the first place?

Wide eyed, the angel was in shock as the demon whipped the rock at the skull. Hearing his words, she nodded lightly. This was cruel to do, but they had to get out somehow. Frowning, the angel said her words lightly. "We have to do what we have to do. But yeah, I'll hate you." Fae grinned widely, her eyes narrowed as she stifled laugh, teasing Daevion. When he leaped on the man, the groan of pain and eating snaps of bones really made Fae's spine chill, goosebumps rising on her arms. The angel stood at the edge, not standing on the sand as Daevion cleared out a path for them. When he was standing on a man, Fae prepared herself to jump. It wasn't a large leap, but the angel knelt and then leaped, biting her lip as her feet collided with the man. The condemned man let out a screech, and one of his ribs probably snapped from the collision. Frowning, Fae gave a face to the demon, before she looked down at the naked man, not trying to pay attention to his body, yet his pained face. "Sorry..." She said quietly so the man could hear, this was obviously something she didn't want to do, but she had to anyway.

She got prepared to jump again, as Daevion was two bodies in front of her. Collecting and regaining her balance, the angel set her feet as she jumped again, some sand bouncing up from the collision. "Fuck," She hissed under her breath, quickly wiping away the sand pebbles. It wasn't a serious burn or a large one, just a little feeling of how hot the sand is. They moved slowly so they didn't collide with the sand. Again Fae whispered sorry to the person she was standing on, and she stood therefor a few more moments before she jumped again.

The angel hissed as the condemned man somehow regained strength to tug at her wing. The gash across her entire back where her wings began didn't quite heal yet, so her wings were still tender. He tugged and Fae could register him saying the word "Angel?" over and over again. Frowning, she shot a look at Daevion before Fae stepped on the man a little harder, earning a gasp of pained air released from him. He let go of her wing, leaving a burning sensation where his hand was. She quickly collected herself and leapt to the next person, hoping that this one don't have merely as much consciousness as the other. Craning her neck, Fae tried to get a look on her wings. Where the man had gripped the bottom of her wings, the feathers there were lightly singed and frayed, the white color of her feathers now was a little dark and frayed where his hand was. Scowling, Fae ignored the burning feeling as much as she could. "That little ass grabbed my wing just a little bit. Singed my feathers." She scrunched her face, now cautious of the people beneath her feet. Arching her back and shaking her feathers best she could, the burning feeling still was in her wing, the bottom muscle and nerve obviously a little bothered, although Fae knew the burning sensation would go away soon.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion glanced behind him at Fae as he heard the man beneath her gasp out in pain, peering over, before smirking at what Fae said, taking down a next guy to jump onto him. "Yeah. Be careful. These folks would jump at the oppertunity to turn an angel as gorgeous as you into a little plaything. If you gotto hurt them, do so." He looked down at the person he was standing on now. It was a woman. Daevion seemed to be able to easily disregard the fact as he leaped to the next body, looking back over his shoulder. "Remember Fae. In this place, it's the law of the jungle that counts. Eat or be eaten... Or in this case, jump or be jumped on." He snickered silently to himself. That line did not sound intimidating at all.

He had to focus back to the task at hand, leaping from body to body carefully, always making sure the angel was close behind him, before he could a crude, rock elevation out of the sand. Daevion knew that all too well, leaping from body to body, before reaching up to pull himself onto the cliff, grunting out. It already felt better not to be above those burning sands anymore. He took a moment to look around. They left a burning desert behind them, but ahead of them was an arid and dark wasteland, full of dead plantlife, and corpses being impaled on the branches, or being hung from a tree.
He then turned back to the sand and reached down over the cliff to help Fae up, holding his hands out to her. "Here. I'll pull you up." Once she had taken his hands, he would have pulled her up onto the cliff and into his embrace gently, holding her for a moment as he smiled down at her, before looking into the wasteland again.

"And ahead of us... A walk in the park... Quite litteraly... The second ring of the seventh circle... Suicide... Violence against oneself."

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Fae snickered at Daevion's words. "They're probably not used to seeing an angel." She rolled her eyes, the pain in her wing quickly subsiding and making it in the past. As the angel leapt to the next woman, she quietly apologized for stepping on her. She was flattered by the complement the demon have her, and a he leapt to another body, creating space for her to jump again, Fae smiled and took him in. He was looking pretty well for having his wing just cut off, and he looked so much more lively again, although he probably was still in pain. The angel continued on jumping, looking back at how many bodies they have passed. She was surprised how many we're lined up, and they have covered a lot of ground so easily. She was one body behind Daevion when he pulled himself up, and when she got to the edge she smiled as the angel put her hands in his when he pulled her up. They stood for awhile, regaining their balance for a moment. She was in his arms for a moment, and she snakes hers under his arms, pulling him into an embrace as well. When they parted, Fae looked up at him and have him a soft smile.

Gazing out to the vast forest of dead plant life, Fae frowned as she saw the bodies hung around trees and laying there. "Are they dead then, even here?" She squeezed her leg, wondering of they were condemned to be dead here as well, even in the inferno. Fae rolled her eye as Daevion mentioned that this would be a walk in the park. "But aren't parks fun?" The angel said rolling her eyes. This place looked so much more dreary, with the bodies just slung wherever. Shrugging, the angel hoped this would be as easy as it looked. How big is the forest? Looking out as far as she could see, narrowing her eyes to get a look.

"If another corpse or something grabs my leg, I'll be seriously freaked out." The angel said bluntly, letting out a nervous laugh as she took a tiny step towards the dead wasteland. It was bad to see the bodies all over, they looked so empty and lifeless, just plain dull. It was horrible to see people just go violent against themselves and just kill themselves, their life was so important and they just threw it away. Eyes cloudy, Fae shook away her thoughts about these people. It was their decision anyway, and not hers. "I hope this is as easy as you say it is." The angel gazed up at Daevion, grinning as they took a few steps towards the wasteland. "Ready?" The angel took in a deep breath, waiting for him to follow her steps.

The plant life was dead, as the trees looked wilted and hallow, the leaves dry and cracked all over the ground creating some cracking noises as they stepped. Fae scowled at the sound, if anything was here, it would definitely hear them. Fae avoided stepping on bodies, they looked so matted as dead plantlike covered them, all over. This place was so eerie ad dark, but easily better than hearing and seeing the condemned being tortured, and this didn't seem like any torture at all for these people. They were probably very lucky here, Fae concluded, staying close to Daevion as they walked through the wasteland. Fae was alert, ducking under branches and stepping over some plants. "Do we walk straight through?" She stole a glance at the demon.

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Daevion looked down at the angel, before shaking his head. "They're not dead. That luxury is not granted to them." He rose his hand to gesture to a flock of half woman, half bird creatures, screeching violently. It were harpies. Weak, but viscious little things. They preyed upon corpses, and avoided challenging preys. If you made yourself look weak around harpies, you'd have a flock of them clawing at you.

"The condemned here have just given up on everything. Those harpies are their daily torture. They swarm down, tearing and shredding at their flesh. Some of the trees here even are condemned." He gestured over to a particular tree, which had obvious scratch and claw marks.

Holding an arm around the angel, he began walking forward to lead the two of them through the dead woods, rubbing her shoulder gently. He occasionally glanced up at the flock of harpies, scoffing. "Harpies are cowards. They prey upon the weak. We're safe as long as we make it clear we're not feeble. So I suppose you understand this is the last place we'd ever want to rest in."

Looking around as they walked, Daevion seemed to be getting more nervous as they walked through the woods. He began looking around more often, took a deep breath every now and then, and even held the angel against him a little tighter as they walked. Out of nowhere then, he took a breath, before speaking. "The circle of violence has three rings. The fiery desert we passed was for those that partook in violence against the big guy up there. This forest is for the suicidal. And the last..." He sighed. "The last is a river, where those who used violence against others are thrown. It is where I was imprisoned..." He looked down at his free hand, glancing over the claw mounted onto it, visions of his past life flooding his mind, yet as he did that, he stopped for a moment and pressed the angel against him a little firmer, actually turning towards her now as he leaned in to plant a kiss on her forehead. Just hugging the angel for a moment, he eventually muttered. "Thank you... For giving me a chance to redeem myself..."
The demon had realized it a while ago. This angel had forgiven all his sins, both before and after death.

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Fae felt better when he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, she pressed herself to him just in case. She was alert, watching the new demonic creatures scream and pick at the people. It was hard to belie that they were alive, just laying there like corpses. It didn't even seem like tey wanted to live. Sighing, Fae gently stepped over a body ever so gently. She put her head lightly on his shoulder as they walked, slowly making progress. It was such a scary feeling here, the harpies screeching and picking at the skin. It was a hard sight to see, and take in. Of course the angel didn't want to stop here and be picked apart by these creatures, and every step they took in the wasteland seemed to get darker. She felt Daevion press her tighter to him, and Fae wrapper her arm around his waist too as they walked, trying to make a light and reassuring gesture.

When he spoke, she turned her ear to him, listening and still staying cautious just in case a creature decided they were weak, when they were not. This sounds like such a treacherous circle to be. He was stranded in a river? Thinking, the angel was faced by Daevion. She looked in his eyes and they shone with such gratitude. When his lips collided with her forehead, a smile grew on her face. Of course she had forgave him. It was a strange power that angels possessed, forgiveness. She reached up with both her hands to his face, cupping his cheeks and tracing his jawline with her fingers, as light as feathers. "You don't have to thank me, thank yourself. You deserve it, you know, forgiveness." She turned her head lightly, a large grin on her face. Never in a thousand years would Fae imagine to forgive the sins of a demon, but he gave her a different perspective on his kind. Sure, not all demons are as good and wanting to be forgiven, but being here really shown the angel what the condemned have to go through. It truly was pure insanity here. She dropped her hands from tracing his features, bringing her arms around him to match his embrace on herself. Fae leaned her head into his chest, letting out a breath. "Thanks for protecting me." The words were quiet, remembering everything and all the obstacles they have overcame so far.


She didn't want to move, the angel wanted this moment to last for awhile. Moving her hands up and down his back, she smiled. As much as this place made her nervous, the feeling subsided when Daevion spoke to her and just had his hands on her. Stealing a glance at him, she let out a shaky breath. "What happened in the river?" Fae asked quietly to him, moving her head into his chest again, tightening her grip on him. She wondered how it will be for him when they get to the river, how will he feel? How will he act? The angel had no idea how it was like for him, or how he was tortured here. It must've been brutal, for what she has seen so far. At least now when they get out, he has been forgiven, and Fae knew he had a pure heart.

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The demon sighed out, just silently hugging up to the angel as he listened to her, his fingers combing through her hair. Her question burning in the back of his head. He didn't want to think about it, but he was going to have to face it eventually. Collecting himself, the demon began:
"The river is made out of boiling blood and fire. We who are condemned for having comitted violence against others are submerged in that searing river. The worse our sins, the deeper we are. I was submerged to my shoulders. I still remember the agonizing burning and searing on my flesh. And whenever I tried to lift myself out of the river to give my body some easy, centaur guardians on the side would fire arrows at me until I returned to my submerged state. There was not giving a chance for recovery, nor sleep. Just pain and torture for as long as you remember."
He was shuddering softly as he spoke of the place, hugging the angel a bit firmer, digging his face into her hair as he just breathed softly.

He snapped out of his melancholy when the cries of harpies above them cut into his ears. They had spotted them and were waiting for a chance to attack them. Daevion looked up at them and realized that. "C'mon... We have to get moving.." Putting his arm around Arael in the same fashion, he locked his jaws onto eachother, trying to force himself to bite away the fear of what was lying ahead of them.
In his head, he was starting to formulate how to get across the river in one piece, snarling softly to himself. "The river has some shallower parts, we can cross there. Problem is that the centaurs will most likely fire at us when they see us... I have no idea how to take care of those... The one back in the Bolgia was easy because it was only one and had to get close to me to attack, but these are quite a few, and they're armed with bows and arrows."

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Fae noticed he gripped her harder as he explained what he went through, and the angel just listened, nodding softly to what he said. She stroked his back under his wings, avoiding the injured part of his back and wing. It was horrible hearing the pain he went through, all the suffering he had to go through. The angel sighed lightly to herself, knowing that this was a painful question to answer, but she was happy that she knew what he did. When she felt him shudder, Fae brought her arms around his neck, rubbing the skin there softly to calm him.

When the harpies screeched, Fae nodded and smiled up at Daevion. "Let's go." She sighed softly, pressing herself to him as they quickly made time and exited the wasteland. She could tell he was tense, the demon obviously didn't want to come back to his place of torture, and Fae didn't even want to see it either. He went through so much here, so much pain, and then he gets out just to fight and then he ends up here, again. Frowning, Fae listened to Daevion's words, tapping her foot. Thinking about how to avoid the centaurs. The angel scoffed when she heard him say the last centaur was easy, rolling her eyes lightly. The angel gazed out in front of her, nowhere in particular. "Are there centaurs all around the river? Or is there more on a certain side? We can try and avoid as many as we can but we may have to knock a few out. I'm not sure how we can take more than one." The angel narrowed her eyes, thinking deeply about what they could do to cross. The centaurs would be hard to take on, bows and arrows were something not to mess with. "Do you recall of the centaurs have good aim? We could try and waste their arrows of they don't." She sighed, knowing there has to be a single way go avoid the centaurs. The angel 's mind was cloudy, this situation sure was a puzzle to solve. "If we go to the shallower parts, aren't there less condemned there, less centaurs?" She bit her lip as she considered these two factors, moving her gaze to rest on the demon.

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Daevion lowered his head a bit, thinking. He knew the centaur never missed a shot, but he didn't know how they were positioned, he never got the chance to look at it. He tried to picture the boiling river again, before sighing as he shook his head. "I never got a chance to see how the centaur were positioned, but I know their aim is almost perfect. Meaning that if they spot us, we're done for." He knew they only had the chance to cross at the shallower parts, but he didn't consider the fact that they might be less guarded. "You might be right..."

They were nearing the edge of the woods, Daevion could tell by the sound of screams and horror in the distance. As soon as they were closer by, Daevion led Fae to behind a dead bush, peering over it as he looked onto the scene. The river was still as red as he remembered it, boiling hot with fire erupting everywhere. In that boiling liquid both men and women were seemingly begging for mercy, but at the same time fighting eachother to try and not sink too deep into the substance. As soon as someone came up too high, one to three arrows seemed to instantly dig into that person's flesh, coming from the centaurs on the side. They did not look at gruesome as Cacus, but they were still twisted beings.

Daevion continued peering along the riverside, before spotting what he was looking for: Torches, made from bones, forming a path across the river. "There. That's one of the shallower parts the centaur use to move about." Gesturing Fae over to follow him, he snuck through the dead shrubbery, until he was as close to the shallow bit as he could get. There were four centaur near it, one on each side of the river. "Okay... We need to get across over here... But how are we going to get past those centaur...?" He snarled silently, glancing between each of them to try and think of something.

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Fae glanced ahead of her, listening to the demon remember as muh as he can about his torture place. The angel frowned, nodded as she walked on with him. It seemed like this was going to be a big challenge for them to actually cross and figure out, there had to be some way to cross. When he took her behind the bush as they neared the exit of the forest, the river looked horrible. Blood red and burning, spitting fire, how were people actually able to not be burned to a crisp? Instead they were fighting and screaming, and begging for mercy at the same time. It was hard to watch, and the centaurs there were large, there bows looked like birds when they flew. They release their arrows with perfect aim and perfect strength.

Fae knelt down behind the bush, letting Daevion speak. She looked through a hole in the bush, sighing. She knew he was getting really frustrated. Fae put a hand on his shoulder, trying to think. "Well, do you think that all the centaurs think they have perfect aim, and if one misses will the other centaurs get mad?" Fae mumbled quickly to Daevion, not as loud as her other words. She kept glancing through a hole in the bushes, watching the centaurs patrol the river and occasionally shoot the condemned.

"Because I have two arrows, I lost all the other ones at the gargoyles. But if I can fire a shot that is near a condemned but miss drastically, I wonder if the centaurs will fight or something. That could distract them and we can move across." Fae shrugged, laying out her thoughts to him, to see what he says. She squeezed his shoulder lightly, and the angel kept staring at the red river.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion blinked, looking down at Fae, before looking over at the river again, tapping his chin. She was bringing a good suggestion, but... He blinked suddenly, a slight smirk forming on his face. Whispering rather cheerful while pulling behind the bush a little more. "The centaurs won't judge eachother if they miss a shot on condemned... But I think they're not gonna be happy if one of them shoots another centaur." He smirked at the angel, obviously liking her idea, before pulling up, looking at the positioning of the centaurs, before looking down at the angel again.
"Okay... Here's the plan... And I hope you're a crackshot with that bow..." He pointed over to a centaur on the other side of the river. "You're gonna have to shoot that centaur at such an angle that it seems that that centaur..." He pointed over to one fairly close to their location. "... shot the arrow at him. Make sure you do not make it a killing shot. Aim for the shoulder. We want these guys to start fighting amongst eachother. If you can pull that off, we can make a run for the other side through the chaos and hopefully get out-..." He stopped, peering out over the river again, before pulling down again. "Shit! I forgot about that cliff!"

He took a moment to think again, tapping his chin, before looking at the angel. "We can use this plan to get past the centaurs, but the problem is that in the fog over across the river, there is another steep cliffs we need to scale to get to the sixth circle... How are we going to get past those before we're skewered by centaur arrows...?" He grunted, knowing that it was too good to be true.

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Fae grinned, agreeing with the demon's words. She knew how the centaurs would react, pure fighting. She glands at the position of the centaurs, shaking her head. "I know, they won't like the idea anyway, and hey, I'm good with this bow. I fired two arrows at you once before, didn't I?" Fae smiled, covering her eyes with her hands while she spoke. She recalled fighting him pretty well, it was all very vivid in her mind. Firing two arrows was a great skill to obtain, with many errors the angel seemed to master it. Fae cracked her fingers apart to look at the demon after teasing him about the bow and arrows. Dropping her hands, the angel laughed quietly and gave him a large smirk.

Cliffs? Frowning, Fae saw the fog, thick and musty. She had no idea that there were cliffs here. "How large are they?" She let out a breath, knowing that they were steep at least. How would they be able to scale them without gettin hurt? This was one of the most challenging tasks that they've had to do. Thinking, Fae frowned. She had no idea what so ever. "I have no clue honestly," She mumbled sadly, the bow at her feet was begging to be in her arms, pulling the string and releasing a flying arrow. The angel had confidence that she could accomplish the first part of the plan of she focused and moved quickly. Fae knelt on her knees and leaned her head on her hands, moping yet thinking at the same time. This is such a hard thing to do, it would have to take a lot of thinking. How can't enh scale steep cliffs without hurting themselves dangerously?

[E1Alpha]

Daevion sat back, bringing his knees up and laying his elbows on them, scratching his chin. Their plans for the centaurs were set out, but neither of them knew how to get over the cliffs. He couldn't help but crack a smile as the angel bragged a bit about her archery skills. His mind drifted off to the problem at hand quickly, though.
Neither of them could see the cliffs through the fog, so they couldn't know what they were up against. Frustrated, the demon pounded his fist on the soil, just barely managing to bite away a frustrated curse.
When he looked down at that fist, though, he blinked surprised. The spot he pounded on the ground was scorched. Daevion used this to remember what he had as power. His demonic heritage. He looked up at the angel, before glancing over at the river, afterwards glancing over into the woods behind them, before up in the sky at the harpies. He was trying to formulate a thought in his mind, before he scuffled over to the angel.

"You're gonna have to trust me again. I want you to stay here, count to sixty. Once you're done, fire your arrow at the centaur on the far end of the river to try and have them start fighting amongst eachother. As soon as that's done, wait until they're-... No... As soon as that's done, count to three, then no matter what's going on, rush across the river. Don't stop for anything, just keep on running till you reach the other side. Before you even reach the wall, I'll be there to pick you up. Got that?"

Daevion waited for confirmation from the angel, before rushing off back into the dead woods.
In his head, he was counting to sixty. He had to move fast. Approaching a large tree where some of the harpies were feasting on corpses, he used his claws to quickly scale it. Once there, before the harpies could even react, he grabbed the legs of two of them, snarling. The panicked harpies tried to fly off, but Daevion pulled them together, to try and steer them as their combined wingpower lifted him up. In his head, he had reached sixty, as he steered the harpies towards the river, hoping he'd find the angel crossing it, pulling on the harpies to make them descend towards the other side of the river. "Fae! Grab on to my legs!" He would have tried to bring the harpies flying down low enough for Fae to grab his legs, desperately hoping the centaur were too busy amongst eachother to shoot them down. As soon as Fae grabbed on to him, his let his hands ignite on fire momentarily, causing the harpies to protest in pain as they begun ascending again, lifting the two off of the floor and up along the cliffs.

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It was frustrating not knowing what to do, it made the angel feel so helpless. It was really hard to think about what tey could do to possibly get across this obstacle. Fae rubbed her temples, her head aching and pounding from all of the stress. Hearing the loud smash Daevion made, her neck snapped up to look at him, staring at him in complete shock. This was his power? Smiling lightly as he thought, the angel looked at the crease on his forehead as he was totally silent and one with his thoughts.

Fae gave a large nod to him. "Of course I trust you." She said quietly, her lips quivering into a light smile, knowing that whatever he has in mind will be a risky idea yet she knows that everything has gone right so far. She gave him a sharp nod, replaying the plan in her mind. As she began to count to sixty, he heart was racing as she notched an arrow into her bow, quietly shifting to her right to get at an angle where it would look like the centaur shot the other. The seconds passed on slowly and almost it was agonizing to count, the time was going by slow. Once she counted fifty, the angel pulled back the bow string gently, closing her one eye to get better aim at the centaur. Fae shifted to her right to get almost perfectly, and once she reached sixty, she let out a relieved breath as the centaur he was targeting turned around away from the other. She released the string, watching the arrow fly and spiral through the air quickly. The arrow stopped and dug itself into the centaur's shoulder blade, a little below her intended target. Blood rushed down the monsters back as it let out a loud, blood curdling growl. Fae ducked behind the rock, peeking out to see the centaur punching the other yelling as the two fought it out.

Grinning, Fae got to her feet quickly and started to sprint. Her feet made tiny thumps as she ran, not stopping. She stole a glance at the centaurs to confirm that they were busy still. Fae approached the river, holding her breath tightly as she ran across it. The first few steps were completely agonizing. The river seared at her ankles and burned the flesh there, and the angel had to hold in her cries of complete pain as she ran, the deadly red river splattering up as she ran. Looking around for Daevion, she saw him holding on to harpies. Snickering, the angel nodded hard a she jumped, bunching her leg muscles to leap as high as she could. Fae grabbed onto his ankles as she wrapped her arms around his legs as tightly as she could, gripping her arms tightly. Her eyes were sealed shut as tey flew over the cliff, and Fae shouted to him, "It worked! It's just my ankles... Are so burnt." Fae yelled up to Daevion, her feet tingling from being submerged into the river. She gripped his legs tighter, slipping lightly as her body was dragged with the harpies. It felt great to fly again, to be able to have the wind rip through her hair was amazing. Grinning to herself, the angel looked at what lay ahead of them.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled down at the angel as the harpies were desperately trying to bring the two of them upwards.
Once they passed the edge of the cliffs, Daevion tugged on the harpies. "Forward, you chicken whores!" With that, the harpies flew towards the cliff beneath them, Daevion began swaying his legs back and forth, looking down at the angel. "When I tell you, jump!" He then focused on the cliff, the harpies weren't going to hold them for long, just barely hanging over the cliff, he swayed his legs forward. "Jump!" He was waiting for the angel to let go of his legs, right before he'd swing himself away from the harpies onto the cliff.

He landed sideways onto the cliff, rolling over the stone as he grunted. When he came to a halt, he took a moment to regain his breath, before slowly pushing himself up onto his knees, huffing as he looked around to try and see where the angel had landed. After feeling his breathing stabilize, he pushed himself up to walk over to the angel and kneel down beside her, smiling as he'd move a hand to comb through her hair. "Good job..."

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Laughing lightly, the harpies screeched and feathers were flapping hard. Flying felt so great, but opening her eyes, Fae knew this was all still going on in a shithole. Hearing Daevion's words to jump, the angel's heart sped up just a little bit as she nodded to him, making sure he saw that she was ready. When the harpies got to a certain point where there was cliff and solid ground beneath them, Fae waited for the signal of the demon to make herself jump. Hearing the words, Fae released herself from his legs, falling gracefully yet she was terrified. The air whipped through her hair. Falling now made herself feel useless, she couldn't fly to get herself back up. Colliding with the ground on her side and on her tailbone, Fae let out a groan as the impact shocked through her body. She lay tere on her side still, her breath almost rapid when Daevion found her and knelt down to her.

She smiled at him lightly, looking straight into his eyes as he stroked her hair. The angel reached out for his hand and then grasped it lightly. "You too, nice plan with the harpies." Fae laughed gently, silently removing her hand from his SI she could push herself up to a sitting position. The angel stretched her back, the landing was hard. "At least we're done in there." She mumbled quietly, her smile still on her face. The angel thought this place was the hardest to get through, the most thought was needed for here. Fae smiled at Daevion, reaching out to embrace him softly, her cheek against his.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled at the angel, locking his arms behind her back as he'd gently press her against, nuzzling into her cheek aswell. Unconsciously, his right hand was drifting down along the angel's back, while still holding her pressed against him gently. He really liked feeling her against him, knowing that she was safely in his embrace. His right hand was in the meantime making its way down, to rest upon the angel's bottom gently. For a few seconds, Daevion didn't even realize it, until his right hand gently squeeze onto what it was holding, making him blink surprised as he pulled his hand back and pulled away a bit from the angel, looking down awkward. "Erm... Sorry... I didn't..."
Without finishing his sentence, he pushed himself up, clearing his throat as he reached his hands down to the angel to help her up, before turning to the next circle they had to cross: Heresy.

The pained and horrifying cries were becoming something common for Daevion now, as the circle before them seemed deserted, except for tombs and crypts that were spread all over landscape, burning. Inside the flames filling those grave chambers, those condemned of heresy were forced to spend eternity in the agonizing fire, sealed away from the outside world.

"We don't have to worry about threats within this circle. The crypts and tombs are sealed shut, so there is no need for guards." He would try to take the angel's hand gently, before walking forward into the field filled with burning structures. Daevion was hardly paying attention to them, as his thumb was running along the skin of the angel's hand softly. His mind was wandering away, dreaming, about only one thing: Fae.

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The angel kept her arm's snaked around his neck, pressing herself into him. She had her eyes closed, Keeping this moment alive, loving having the demon skin to skin together. She felt his hand roam down and stroke her back, the angel's breathing speeding up a bit. Her grip tightened around his neck, and feeling the pressure if the Demon's hand squeezing her bottom gently, Fae arched her back lightly, taking in a sharp breath. She loved the feeling of his hands on her, so strong and comforting. The angel's body tensed, and Fae's stomach did a little flip. When he got up so awkwardly, all Fae could do is stare at him and place her hands in his as she was helped up.

The angel brushed off some dirt from her legs, walking next to Daevion as he explained the circle of Heresy. Fae thought of the flames burning, but as long as there weren't too many obstacles, the easier time they would have. Fae slipped her hand into the Demon's, interlocked her fingers with his very lightly. The feeling of his thumb stroking her hand made the angel smile lightly to herself. They wakes in comfortable silence, they didn't need words to express what they feel. Fae stepped closer to Daevion, turning her head to him, her head reaching just below his shoulder. Fae smiled, leaning out to plant a soft kiss onto his arm, squeezing his hand lightly. The angel stood on her toes to press her lips on his shoulder as well, grinning at the demon, she was obviously loving the feeling that she could touch him.

[E1Alpha]

As they were walking Daevion felt his skin shudder faintly in response to the angel's kisses. His grip on her hand grew a bit firmer, letting out a soft sigh as the angel's lips connected with his shoulder. With that, he stopped walking and turned to the angel promptly, gazing down at her longingly. Letting go of her hand, he placed his hands on her sides, holding her gently as he gazed down at her, his eyes shimmering faintly during it all. He wanted her. Her touch, her scent, the heat of her body, everything was becoming like a drug to him, and he knew it. They were safe for now, so instead of wasting stuttered words on it, he leaned forward to lock his lips onto the angel's, sliding his arms around her to pull her into a gently embrace. Carefully moving his hands along her body, he made sure not to harm her with his claws.
With one hand placed upon her upper back, he let the other slide down to her bottom again, this time more assured, though, pressing her against his body completely. The screams surrounding them were completely blotted out to him, the only thing he could hear right now, was his own heartbeat and the sounds of his lips meeting angel's.

[Volleyball]

She was pulled to him, almost drawn to him like magnet. His lips pressed againsts hers firmly, and the angel closed her eyes softly. Fae opened her mouth just a crack, drawing him to her. Fae raised her hands and placed them on the Demon's chest, lightly moving her palms down his chest and to his abdomen. She felt the stron skin beneath his clothing, smooth yet with muscles. Her palms traced every inch of his chest, and Fae kept herself steady as the demon slid his hands around her body. It felt good to be so close together, pressed tightly so skin was brushing. Every noise in the background zoned out, and it was only the two of them. Fae could memorize every inch of his chest, the small ridges from his ribs and the tones muscle on his stoamch. There was no need for words, they only needed eachother, and they both needed eachother desperately in this moment. Fae kept locking her lips to his, only pulling back to take a breath or to move her lips to press against his cheeks, jaw , and even neck. It was hypnotizing the effect he had on her. He made her feel so alive, an together it was pure harmony. Fae slithered her arms behind his neck, running her fingers through the hair on his head. She made a light noise, almost a light sigh. His hands were so gentle on her yet firm, and it drove the angel crazy when he moved his hands around her body. It was like sending little sparks in her veins or stroking a feather on her skin, and the angel pressed herself to him a little tighter. Fae kept one arm lightly looped around the back of his neck and one palm pressed against his chest. Nothing mattered to her, she was hooked on him, loving this moment and feeling so attatched, the angel didn't know what else to want.

[E1Alpha]

Taking in deep breaths, Daevion enjoyed the scent and feeling of the angel so much. Leaving his hand on her upper back in place, the hand on the angel's rear came up again, slithering along her thigh, up the side of her body, before he'd gently cup it beneath her breast, spreading his fingers over the mound gently as he'd apply a gently pressure to it. His lips were almost glued to hers, as the crack in between her lips was enough to spur him to slide his tongue towards her, seeking to draw the angel into a passionate french kiss. She felt so soft and warm, so addictive. His fingers began towards the edge of her clothing. His intentions were more and more fueled by lust now.

Daevion was interrupted however by a deafening screech in the air above them. Blinking, he pulled away from the angel to break the kiss, looking up.
Up in the air, two gargoyles were flying overhead, scavenging. The flaming tombs would only keep them hidden for so long, so against all of Daevion's current desires, he looked down at the angel. His eyes were crying out for her. Desiring her body, to please her in any way he could imagine.
"We... shouldn't do this... here..." He looked up again. The gargoyles were gone, but he knew well enough that those weren't the only ones around. Forcing himself to take a step away from the angel, every part of him seemed to be regretting that decission.
In an attempt to get his attention away from the angel, he gazed over to the side, where a large wall stood. "The walls of Dis. The barrier between the sixth and fifth circle, between lower and upper hell. This may be our biggest challenge yet to cross however... The gates are being guarded by the lowest of your kind... Fallen Angels..." He gazed over at the angel, wondering what reaction this would cause, before continuing. "Together with the monstrosities as Gorgons and Furies, they guard these walls. If we want to get out, we'll need to get past them... Problem is..."
He took a deep breath, looking over to the wall. "No demon has ever beaten a Fallen Angel. Let alone Fallen Angels aided by Gorgons and Furies."

[Volleyball]

Everything felt so right at this moment. His lips against hers an their hands roaming around eachother's bodies. Their lips seemed to be always together, never parting for more than a few mere seconds before crushing into eachother again. His lips were so soft on hers, yet every time he kissed her, her body felt like she was on fire. Feeling his hand roam up the side of her body, Fae let out a small gasp through the kiss they were sharing, and that's when the demon snaked his tongue into her lips. The angel reached her hands under his clothing now, running her fingers lightly like feathers across his skin. Her back arched lightly when he cupped her chest, a small noise escaping from the Angel's lips. She felt him tugging at her clothes, and Fae kisses him harder, loving the passion flowing through their veins.

When he pulled away from her because of the gargoyle screams, the angel let out a shaky breath. He looked at her with such saddness that they had to stop, but Fae nodded her head quietly in agreement, although her body ached and begged for him to come back to her. She looked at him with such a fierce desire, it was a strong want and need for the demon. To be hers and only hers in this moment. Fae saw him look upset about stopping, but Fae gave Daevion a warm, passionate smile that silently told him it was okay, although her lips missed the feeling of his onto hers.

The gargoyles were hunting now and screeching, and the angel slowly followed the demon around to where there was a wall. When he began to speak, her body cried out for his attention but Fae kept her focus on his words, listening to what he was explaining. She heard the word fallen angels, and Fae scowled. The lowest of the low? Not exactly angels who are fierce? Scowling, "They are super fierce. I've seen them rip a few things to shreds quickly." She frowned, looking the wall up and down. The angel nodded lightly. "I've heard of that before. I didn't know that these creatures were that strong though." She sighed, looking at Daevion knowing that he is really strong, then these fallen Angels must be something to fear about. Would they have to scale this wall? I was surely a challenge, how would they get past those creatures? Looking up, Fae said lightly, "I have seen a few fallen angels who lust over any female creature pretty much. I could distract them or Something, but not all of the fallens are the same." She nibbled at her lip, making it red as she fantasized about having his on hers. "These things will go after you before they even go after me." The angel said lightly, tapping her finger on her cheek to think about ways to get past these creatures, probably their hardest task yet.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion snarled softly, running his hand along the texture of the wall, while listening to Fae. As he looked at his own hand, the feeling of her body continiously came to his mind. In a desperate attempt to get it out of his head, he pounded on the wall, aswell as to feel if there was a way through it. Grunting at his failed attempt, he turned his sights to the side, where a large staircase was running up along the wall, to the gate at the top. Daevion knew that route was suicide. The gates were being guarded without pause. Walking over to the stairs, he looked up at them, all the while processing Fae's thoughts on the matter.

"The problem is also that the gorgons can make quick work of me with a single glance of their eyes. Any man that crosses eyes with a gorgon is reduced to nothing but a simple stone statue, which can be just as easily crushed to bits. And then there are the furies who are so viscious they can easily take anyone who goes in unprepared. They don't worry me, but I cannot fight a gorgon without being turned into a helpless statue." He scratched his chin again, while turning to Fae. "So... We have three problems. One: The gorgons can make quick work out of me. Two: The furies might be too much for you to handle. And three: We have no idea how many Fallen Angels are up there." He then lifted his head again to look at Fae, but found his eyes stuck on looking at her chest. He felt such an urge to just rip off the cloth covering them and finally expose her luscious body, but with a hint of blush on his cheeks, he slammed his eyes shut and looked away, before blinking again, and once more closing his eyes.

With his eyes, he slowly moved his body, gripping his claws firmly as he faked some punches and kicks, testing wether or not he could maintain his balance. After a few seconds, the demon still stood firm on his legs, smirking as he opened his eyes. "I think I just figured the solution for two of our problems with the help of your breasts... I mean! Because of... You! Er..." He blinked, slapping his hand over his forehead, before quickly trying to continue talking to avoid an awkward moment and a slap to the face. "As a woman, the gorgons can't turn you to stone. And you might be able to fight them, but the furies eat archers like you for breakfast, lunch and dinner alltogether. But what if I can fight, using your eyes. I know I can take the furies, but I need to be able to watch my surroundings to do so. So... I'm gonna need you to guide me through the battle." He then blinked, looking up. "And if we can slay some gorgons, you can snatch their arrows to reload your own bow." He seemed somewhat enthousiastic, before he looked down at the ground in thought. "But we still have the Fallen Angels... I can't think of any way to get rid of them... You might be able to lure them, but who says they won't just kill you?"

[Volleyball]

The angel watche him as he scratched the wall, obviously frustrated. She stretched her arms And thought for a few moments, running fingers through her hair subconsciously. Fallen angels were definitely something to worry about, they were fierce and rebellious. Fallens were typically angel's who sinned, or have been sent down to earth. Or in this case, guarding this area. Fallen angels were quick, focused and definitely had a hypnotizing charm and wit. These creatures can manipulate and trick so easy, it was a must to be cautious around them. These creatures also are normally all full of lust, any creature that moves they basically want. These creatures are also dangerously powerful, able to kill with a single swipe if need be.

Fae's eyes gazed at Daevion as he threw punches in the air. She smiled lightly, amused by his actions. The angel heard his words and her mouth gaped open lightly, watching him stutter as he mentioned words about her breasts. Raising an eyebrow, she saw him shield his face. Laughing lightly, Fae remembered the feeling of his hands on her body, searching and roaming each inch of her body. She raised her arm to ever so slightly punch his arm, laughing in the process. Fae grinned when he laid out his words, nodding her head lightly. "I can guide you. You'd have to trust me, though." She teased, tracing a finger up his chest to mock him playfully. The angel nodded and then frowned, the Fallens would definitely hurt their plan. "Well, most Fallens that I've heard are very... Lust seeking. I'm pretty sure if I used my womanly charm, they wouldn't harm an innocent lost angel like me." Fae gave Daevion puppy dog eyes, her blue eyes gleaming sadly. Grinning, Fae rolled her eyes at herself. "I think we can make this plan work, if you can handle me distracting the Fallens as well." Fae snickered, knowing that he was the only person she wanted to touch and be touched by, only him.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion meeped, snickering lightly as his arm was punched, before he felt his own skin shudder in response to her tracing along his chest. He reached up for that hand, taking it gently as he'd bring it up to his lips and plant a subtle kiss on it. "I cut off a wing of my own to make sure I could save us both. I think I trust you alright."
When Fae talked about her womanly charm, he raised an eyebrow, not feeling comfortable with her suggestion. He pictured Fae distracting the Fallen, but he didn't exactly imagine them not harming her. On the contrary, he could already see what horrors they could pull her through. Shaking his head to get the images out, he looked at Fae. "If they are as full of Lust as you say... I don't think they wouldn't harm you... On the contrary... I'm afraid they will use your body in ways that are just..." He shuddered at the thought, not only because he knew he cared for the angel, but also because he wanted her body for him and him alone.

Sighing, he turned to the stairs. "You still got that cloth strap? I'm going to use it as a blindfold." Waiting for her to hand over the cloth strap she had tied around her leg back in the eight circle, he would begin advancing up the stairs. Taking step by step carefully. Once they were above, he lowered himself to just barely peek over the edge onto the passage in the wall before them, gesturing over to Fae aswell to lay low. He could see the gorgons, and the furies, but no fallen angels. Not quite what he expected, but thankful for that matter, he would pull up the cloth, strapping it over his eyes, tying it firmly in place. Lifting one side to quickly look at Fae, he leaned over to plant a quick kiss on her lips. "I'm counting on you." He gave her a reassuring smile, before pulling the blindfold in place, gripping his claws firmly as he carefully rose up and step by step approached the gate. The gorgons and furies there were alerted to their presence, hissing and screeching in response.
One gorgon slithered down from the wall before Daevion, gazing down at him.
"Who daresss to disssturb usss?"
His breath was shakey, but he was not going to make a move before Fae called out to him. "A denizen from hell and heaven, who are getting out of here."
The gorgon gazed over the man, grinning. "A blindfold... Smart... But how are you going to survive when you can't see?" The serpertine grinned, reaching for her quiver as she pulled out a toothed arrow, arching her arm up to prepare to stab the projectile down into the demon's skull.

[Volleyball]

Fae smiled as he held her hand, she gave his a light squeeze and when she felt his cool lips press against it, the angel sighed lightly. She could see the happiness in his eyes, yet the saddness for letting her take care of the Fallen. The angel nodded reassuringly, making sure to spark his memory of what happened just moments ago. The angel let out a shrill laugh, glancing over to the wing that was cut off. She trusted him with all of her heart, and the angel knew she would do whatever it takes to keep him safe.

Fae nodded lightly, reaching for the cloth strap that was tied loosely on her upper thigh. She untied the knot with steady fingers, smiling at the idea of him using a blindfold. She had no idea what this cloth would be useful, so grinning contently, the angel handed the blindfold to Daevion. She rubbed the red skin were the cloth used to be, blood rushing through her veins quicker now. The angel sighed happily when he pressed his lips onto hers. It was a sweet, gentle kiss that made the angel desire more, more kisses along her body. Shaking her head roughly, Fae knew she has to concentrate on the task, and the two of them later.

The angel held her breath as he traveled up the wall, keeping her eyes peeled as she would be giving directions. When he reached the top he spoke confidently. Gorogns were hideous creatures, and Fae shriveled her face. "Daevion!" She called lightly, "She has a bow aimed! On your left aimed at her skull. She's in arm reach if you just reach your arms forward!" The angel spoke quickly, making sure that he heard her. The angel's heart sped up, the creature aiming and hissing. There were no Fallens in sight, just them and the gorgons and furies. She heard the flatter of wings, and Far yelled up to the demon, "Quickly, above you, talons coming straight your way! Can you hear it?" Fae scratched a the wall, watching Daevion cautiously as her own bow was notched just in case.

[E1Alpha]

Taking deep breaths, Daevion tried to zone out all unwanted noise, focusing solely on the sound of the women around him, both the monstrous creeps and the gorgeous being that was going to help him.
When Fae's voice hit his ears, he moved rapidly, snarling as he rushed aside rapidly, before lashing his hand-mounted claw from right to left, feeling it connect with the snake's skull.
He wasn't granted any pause as he heard Fae's voice again, quickly zoning his senses, before leaping upwards, holding his hand claws before him as a shield. He was felt the talons scrape along his weapons, which was his signal.
Rapidly shifting his equilibrium, Daevion flipped backwards, digging his foot claws into the beings he met in the air, flinging them aside, before plunging down, restoring his equilbrium as he'd make sure he'd land on his feet.

During his drop, the gorgons hissed out as they lined up their bows to strike and shoot the demon out of the air. In the meantime, two furies came leaping down the wall, wielding blood stained scimitars as they sought to cut down the angel where she stood, realizing she was directing the demon.

Daevion didn't know where to go next, he was trying to have his senses isolate specific sounds again to determine his next move, but he wasn't going to get far without Fae's help.

[Volleyball]

Fae smiled as he held her hand, she gave his a light squeeze and when she felt his cool lips press against it, the angel sighed lightly. She could see the happiness in his eyes, yet the saddness for letting her take care of the Fallen. The angel nodded reassuringly, making sure to spark his memory of what happened just moments ago. The angel let out a shrill laugh, glancing over to the wing that was cut off. She trusted him with all of her heart, and the angel knew she would do whatever it takes to keep him safe.

Seeing the furies leaping down the wall, Fae looked up at Daevion. He was frozen in place, and the angel yelled up to him. "You're surrounded by Gorgons! They have arrows Nocked! Be careful, I have furies down here to deal with!" The angel screamed of pure horror, seeing three furies approach her with bloody weapons. Fae quickly took her bow out and with the two arrows left, the angel took a worried breath and aimed the point at one of the closest furies who was approaching her. She let the arrow fly like a dangerous bird, and it came in contact straight with it's heart. Before she coul react, one of the other furies swiped at the angel with its sword from behind her. The bloodied and sharp tip slashed her dominant hand, and Farle let out a scream. The cut that was on her skin was maybe 6 inches long, and it burned. Blood trickled down the angels back, staining her white feathers. The angel kicked out with her back leg desperately, coming in contact with the fury. The fury hissed and dove at her, but the angel dodged it, only to me welcomes by the second fury who latched onto her wings and pulled as hard as it could. Fae swore she heard her bones in her wings snap, and biting her lip in pain, the angel tried to shake off the fury. The fury screeched and pulled harder, making the angel scream again. Fae's shoulder burned with blood, and her wings felt like they were being torn to shreds.

Acting quickly, Fae shot at the fury that wasn't on her wing, an the arrow didn't deliver a killing blow, yet the arrow was buried deeply in its chest area. The fury fell to the ground in pain, twitching and screaming. The fury on her back whipped it's sword out, and in that moment Fae whipped it from her back, grunting in complete pain as her wings dangled awkwardly on her lower back. Fae had no arrows left, yet she watched the fury's moves carefully. Rushing at the fury, she dodged the knife swipe at her and the angel balled her fist and punched out as hard as she could, creating a large crack noise from the fury. Her fist ached from the contact, but the weapon flew out of its grasp and fell to the ground. Thinking quickly, she grabbed the weapon it dropped and drove it straight in its heart, her body in complete pain. "Daevion! Do you need help? I can come up!" She yelled, her eyes blotchy from tears staining he race from the pain that coursed through her body.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion snarled, grunting as he heard Fae's words, gritting his teeth, before calling. "Fae! Tell me where those Fu- Agh!" He was cut short as a toothed arrow dug its way into his right arm. The gorgons had him cornered and pinned, and he couldn't focus on which one to kill first. The serpentine archers continued lining up arrows and firing them at him.
In a desperate attempt to protect himself, Daevion swung his claws around him, hitting nothing but air, but luckily colliding with some of the arrow, knocking them off-course. However, his movements were interrupted as another arrow dug into his left leg, which was answered with a pained grunt as Daevion collapsed onto one knee. He couldn't do anything. He didn't know who to target first. His plan was turning against him, but he couldn't take off the blindfold, or he would risk death by petrification.

He could hear Fae fight off the furies. These beasts knew their targets. They weren't going to survive this unless they could think of something. Letting out a sharp breath and a pained grunt, he felt another arrow dig into his shoulder, almost dropping crippled onto the ground, but placing a hand on the surface beneath him just in time. He had experienced pain for years gone by, but it has been ages since he last feared death. He did not fear it against the centaur, he did not fear when they were flying by some harpies, but right now, he felt that it was upon him.
He realized something, though: He didn't want to die yet. He shouldn't die yet. He promised Fae he'd get her out of this shithole, and even though he was a demon, a convict of the worst kind, he was not going to break that promise. He once more brought the feeling of Fae's lips on his own to his mind, followed by the thought of what would happen if he would lose her.

More furies were encroaching to take down the archer, and the gorgons were cackling and mocking Daevion.
This would not stand, he would not let it stand. He was a demon of violence, a being that had been submerged into the flaming blood river of the past circle for ages. With regret in his heart of breaking his personal vow to never use this, he pushed himself up, stumbling left and right. The gorgons didn't bother shooting at him, he was worthless, an easy prey, as such they just mocked him.

With a shakey breath, Daevion began speaking. "Eru... Nakhar...-ama... Ashra-i... iodo... Su... ratha..." As Daevion uttered those chants, his clawed hands caught flame once more, becoming flaming spikes attached onto his arms. The gorgons, blinked, hissing as they lined up their bows. They knew the time for mocking was done.
As with these beasts always happens, their confidence gained the better of them. "Manis... Afrit!" With that, Daevion roared out, a heat aura coming from him. All demons had powers gifted upon them depending on what punishment they have suffered throughout the ages. Daevion had been submerged in burning blood for so long, it had granted him to ability to coat himself in those same flames. Before the gorgons could fire, Daevion rushed forward, one claw aimed forward, until he finally fell the flaming spike protude into the gorgon's body. Without much hesitation, he pulled his claw aside, ripping her half. The gorgons relinquished their aim and sought to simply fire arrows at Daevion, but flames coating his body where feeding off of the blood that seeped out from his wounds, shielding him by incinerating the arrows before they struck. Letting the hissing of the serpents guide him, he cleaved through two more gorgons, desperately trying to depict any sound coming from Fae or the furies to indicate where to strike to protect her.

[Volleyball]

Fae dropped her arms onto her knees, breathing heavily. She watched Daevion for a few moments, seeing him mouth words. What happened next really surprised her, her eyes widening as he burst into flames. It was amazing, he angel watched in complete awe as arrows bounced off of his body, being scorched by flames. What was it? Fae watched him strike so elegantly, killing off many of the hissing gorgons. The angel yelled to to demon, "There's more coming, to your right!" She watched panting, as her own wounds burned and blood stained her shoulder and clothes bright vermillion.

Suddenly, the angel screamed out, a knife being buried into her hip. The angel fell to her knees, pain soaring through her body. The fury that was on the ground and not dead was staring at her, it's fists clenched and it's eyes wild and dangerous. Her hip and shoulder pounded with pain, blood dripping down onto the ground. "Daevion!" The angel whimpered, getting to her feet. Sh used her hands to push herself up, leaning on one leg as her other leg was totally numb. Tears ran down her face, but the angel grasped the knife handle and pulled it out quickly. Letting out another pained yell, her eyes fluttered as her hip let out another gush of blood. With what little strength she had, the angel threw the knife at the fury that was just staring at her, crazed. The knife went through it's heart and fell to the ground, and the knife glistened with blood. She fell lightly, dark blood seeping through her pants and from her shirt a well, her breathing jagged. Pain as searing her body, and Fae cracked her head to Daevion, who had no more furies guarding him. She lifted her shaking hand to him, letting out a faint smile. "I'm okay." When she was completely lying.

[E1Alpha]

The scream coming from the angel was all Daevion needed. Without even wasting a second thought about it, Daevion rapidly turned towards the angel, roaring out menacingly as he swiped his burning claws around him. He felt flesh being cleaved open, guts spilling around him.
Once he was near the angel, he couldn't help not seeing her anymore. He reached up and burned off the blindfold he was wearing. His eyes were once again revealed, a demonic fire burning in them as his eyes now locked on the last remaining fury that stood over the angel, sending his fiery claws through the being's skull and obliterating it.

He looked down at the angel, the furious look on his face making it seem as if he was going to strike her down next, but then he closed his eyes and turned towards the gorgons again, his breathing increasing in speed and intensity.
"You disgusting curs... OUT OF MY EYES!" The flames around his claws concentrated as a wave of heat shot out from the demon, cutting through the first few gorgons like a hot knife. The remaining gorgons hissed and rushed for cover, and to get back-up.

It was now or never, Daevion was exhausted, which was obvious as the flames on his body died down, but forcing his body to continue, he turned to the angel, kneeled down and lifted her into his arms, before he'd simply run. Away from the gorgons and furies, and away from the fallen angels that were most likely on their way. The walls that had contained them for so long were soon behind him, holding the angel pressed firmly against him as he saw a single decaying tree ahead, on the edge of a swampy river. He finally slowed down, now walking towards the tree with heavy legs, before dropping down, carefully laying the angel against the tree. He didn't even get the chance to say anything, as his body gave in to his exhaustion, falling forward only a few seconds after he put the angel down, fainting.

[Volleyball]

The angel remembered looking at his fire burning claws, and as he leaned to pick her up, she let out a light sigh of pain. Wrapping her arms loosely around his neck, he began carrying her away from this place. Her leg and shoulder burned and blood stained her clothes, and when she was set down her body almost collapsed. Fae let out a shaky breath when Daevion collapsed completely, but she quickly narrowed her eyes in pain. This battle they were in temporarily faded,and the angel knew she had to wrap her leg. Fresh blood was slowly oozing by the time the angel used the last piece of cloth to tightly wrap around her thigh.

After a few minutes of sitting against the tree, the angel wiped the blood off of her hands and onto her clothes. The angel pushed herself forward, straining her arms to push herself forward. Fae took Daevion's head and put it on her leg that wasn't injured. She could see the exhaustion on his face, and Fae lightly ran her fingers through his hair. Every once and a while she'd stop and grunt with pain, but soon the look would fade and she'd go back to rubbing his hair. "You don't know how many times you have saved me, I don't know how to repay you." Fae said slowly, her words almost a whisper. The angel knew that he probably couldn't hear her, but she traced circles on his temple, exhaustion slowly taking over her.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion was knocked out cold for a good hour and half. Heaving and panting faintly as his head was moved onto Fae's lap. Although demons were capable of summoning great power, it drained them of nearly all their stamina. Having used that power now, Deron would have to make do without it for a good while.
As he slept with his head on Fae's lap, he nuzzled into her leg softly and unconsciously. Although he wasn't awake, Fae's words seemed to actually somehow get through to him even though he was sleeping. They laid in his unconscious mind as it drifted off to a dream.

In this dream, Daevion had lost everything that made him demon. At first sight, he believed he was human once again.
Upon closer examination, he realized he was naked, standing in a large green meadow. The image seemed so similar as to what he expected heaven to look like.
As he walked through the meadow, he spotted a silhoutte in the distance. A female one. It didn't take him long to realize it was Fae. She was standing beneath a large, lush tree, with her back turned to Deron, not wearing anything either.
He didn't know how he felt, but all he knew was that his legs were already running towards the angel. As soon as he reached her, Deron let his arms hook around the girl, resting his head on her shoulder and kissing her neck. He no longer desired revenge and relief. Right now, he only desired to stay with Fae.

The rest of the dream was like a blur, as Daevion shifted around, nuzzling into Fae's leg again, before opening his eyes. Taking a few seconds to get his mind working again, he blinked as he noticed his head laying Fae's leg. Quickly glancing at himself and then at Fae, he let out a tired sigh, as he realized that he was merely dreaming. Gently pushing himself up, he placed a hand on Fae's cheek, tracing a few fingers along it to check if she were sleeping or not.

[Volleyball]

Fae sat there against the tree for so long, she had no idea she would drift off into a peaceful rest. Her eyes were only closed a little bit, so the angel dozed off and went into a dreamless them. It is good to rest, and the angel ignored the pains in her legs. All she knew is that they were both safe. At least for now. The angel's breathing was slow and steady, and she keep her fingers loosely wound in the demon's hair. All she wanted was for him to be safe. She didn't want to go through anything alone.

Feeling Daevion shift lightly, she felt his fingers trail on her cheeks just like tiny electric shocks. She lightly blinked her eyes open. Fae's lips turned into a light smile. "Hey," She said lightly, taking his fingers from her cheek and lightly pressing her lips to them. "Are you feeling better? That was a rough battle." She sighed lightly, scanning over the demon's exhausted face. The angel looked at his body for any hint of wounds, but nothing too severe caught her eye. "Those furies got me pretty nicely." She smiled, letting her hand trail down to hover above her pulsing leg. Her clothes were stained red.

Fae took in a breath, shifting lightly to sit farther up. "I don't know how we're going to get through this part." She frowned, thinking about how dangerous these monsters are, and they haven't even seen he Fallen Angels yet. With Daevion not able to see, it is a complicated fight. Looking back up at him, she put her hand back in his. "We can regain our strength a little bit though." She said quietly, leaning her head back. The angel's leg and shoulder pulsed, and her wings were almost numb from he awkward position they were pulled into. "Are you alright?" Fae smiled gently to the demon, lightly tracing his fingers with her thumb.

[E1Alpha]

The demon smiled at Fae as her eyes slid open. When she kissed his fingers, he slowly pulled his hand away and skidded over to sit next to the angel, leaning against the tree. "A bit, yeah..."
As she then pulled up against the tree a bit and spoke up with a lot less faith in her voice, Daevion quickly brought his arm up to put it gently around Fae's body, pulling her non-wounded shoulder against him gently, while placing a kiss on top of her head. As her hand slid into his, he squeezed his fingers down gently, just letting the angel speak, before finally answering to her.

"Don't worry about me... I didn't get as wounded as you..." He smirked somewhat, although he still felt the toothed arrow-head that was still dug into his right arm. But that wasn't a worry for right now.
"I don't think you've realized it, but... I didn't run back into the sixth circle when I picked you up..." He then gestured over to the swampy river that was laying ahead, the river Styx. "Welcome to the fifth circle. We're almost halfway there."
Right now, Daevion didn't feel like bothering to get further yet. He didn't know if those Fallen Angels were still going to chase them if they found out what happened, but for now, he just wanted the two of them to be able to rest.

He eventually just leaned forward to press his lips onto the angel's, shifting his fingers that she was holding about to interlock them with hers, leaning into her gently during the kiss. The taste of her lips was something he couldn't get enough of anymore, even though he could also taste dirt and blood, from either her or him, he still wouldn't want to just break that kiss. His one remaining wing came up and spread over them, seemingly acting somewhat as a screen behind which the two were embracing eachother.

[Volleyball]

When he sat down next to her, the angel's lips turned into a tiny smile. He looked to much better, not as exhausted and winded as he used to be. Her eyes slid over his body once more time, slowly looking for any signs of wounds on him. "That's good, you're okay." Fae's voice was cheerful, her body leaning into him when he snaked his arms around her. Her body was pressed up against the tree, supporting the two of them. His words stuck out to her and the angel turned to rest her gaze on him. Her eyes widened in excitement. "Really? We're almost out of here!" Fae said excitedly, lookin out to the river that lay ahead of them, but they didn't move. It was calming to know that they were almost out of here, free, and safe.

After sitting in peaceful silence for a few moments, the demon leaned his head down to hers to press his lips onto the angel's. Fae moved her body to a slight angle, her eyes softly closed. Feeling him squeeze her fingers, the angel brought up her free hand to rest on Daevion's cheek. It was mesmerizing how his lips felt on hers, they just seemed to match each other like a puzzle peace. A soft flutter of his wing filled her ears, and Fae smiled in the middle of their kiss when the shadow of his wing fell over them. When the kiss ended, the angel touched her nose to his, her lips hovering right above his. Fae placed multiple, tiny kisses on his lips, keeping her forehead on his. "You make me feel so safe." She whispered lightly, with a light grin on her lips. All she could think about was Daevion right now, and resting. They deserve a break from all of this fighting and torture. The angel kept one arm looped lightly around his neck and her other hand was entertwined with his. Everything was okay, and it will stay that way for awhile.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled, somewhat disappointed as the kiss ended, but that was soon forgotten as the angel followed it up with series of smaller kisses, before she spoke up to him. Her words were quite ironic to him. The thought that they were hellbent on killing eachother not too long ago was still fresh in his mind. Letting out a soft chuckle, he glanced aside, past his wing, towards the river.
"Right now, we can't do anything else but wait for the ferry to bring us across... So we've got some time."
In the distance, Daevion actually saw the ferry sailing away, but he kept quiet. He didn't feel like continuing just yet.
Before he'd let the angel look over at the river aswell, he'd pull his wing around her again, letting his one hand rest on her cheek, running his thumb in circles on it gently, resting his forehead against hers once more, while letting his other hand slip down to Fae's waist. Leanin forward, he planted his lips on hers again, though this time, he parted them lightly while kissing. He wanted the angel, and he wanted to see how much she wanted him too, as the hand he left resting on her waist was trailing down along the girl's thigh, and back up.
He felt his own heartbeat pump up, just thinking about how she would look without her clothing; how her skin would feel; how she... His thoughts went rampant, as his kissing and his motions became more passionate by the second.

[Volleyball]

Fae barely listened to him speak, letting her lips touch his softer and more frequently. She nodded her head lightly when he said ferry, but for right now they get to rest. His hands shifted on her, and the angel exhaled slowly, moving her arms to wrap around his neck tightly. The demon pushed his lips on hers strongly, and the angel was surprised as he moved his hands down. Her lips kissed him a little fiercly, and Fae moved her arms again to tightly lock in his hair. Every momet passed by slowly, their love was heard by the force of their lips. Fae's eyes were shut to loosely, stroking the demons hair and smiling. Her heart and her body longed for him. His touch, his breath, everything about this demon drove her crazy. Every one of his touches sent shocks through her nerves, making her senses alive .

She felt him crack his lips open, and Far could feel his hot breath. The angel breathed in sharply, creating a nervous noise as he slowly poked her tounge into his mouth. She retreated nervously, and the angel's hands wove into his hair tighter. Her body screamed to do it, her eary raced rapidly as his embrace grew tighter on her small body. The angel took in a small breath and led the demon into a French Kidd, her head angling up to meet his lips. Fae could feel his heart racing and hers as well. The demon in front of her was hers and only hers. Fae knew she loved him in every way. The angel sighed happily, knowing that she would do anything to make this man happy, and pleased. The angel put her arms on his chest, using her fingertips to trail along his skin like light feathers.

[E1Alpha]

Tilting their heads in the kiss, Daevion was inhaling and exhaling deeply during it all, savoring the scent of the angel before him, as their lips were welded onto eachother and their tongues danced with eachother. His hands trailed along her body, before letting his one hand rest on her thigh once more, while letting the other slide over to gently cup beneath Fae's breast, lifting it teasingly.
Slowly but surely, he leaned forward onto the angel more, almost pinning her down against the tree as his one hand continued gently toying with her breast, while his other hand gently traced down along her thigh, before slipping up again to slowly lift the fabric of her clothing covering her thigh, letting his fingers slip underneath them.

He wanted her body for himself. He wanted to do all he could imagine with her and make her truly feel happy.
To do so, he let his hand on her chest slide up along her breast, tracing along the fabric of her shirt to seek out her most sensitive spot on her chest, although he wouldn't waste much time toying with it, as he'd immediatly let his hand slip along the girl's side, seeking out any opening in her clothing, before he'd try to slip his hand beneath her clothing and once more cup his finger over her breasts to gently massage it.

[Volleyball]

Fae was pushed down ever so slightly against the tree, with the demon peering above her. He head was tilted up into their kiss, with their lips touching heavily. The angel put her arms leaning against the tree, holding her body so it didn't press into the trunk of the bark. When Daevion's fingers brushed under her clothing, his fingers were cold on her warming skin. His hands trailed up her sides, and the angel let out a slight groan when he touched her chest. The angel shifted to a more comfortable position on her back, and Fae used her hands to push up the fabric of his clothing up. She trailed her hands on his stomach while he touched hers, and the angel took a sharp breath and squeezed his sides when his hands found her chest again.

The angel raised her back off of the ground, moving her chest up towards the demon. She traced the lines of his stomach, memorizing every detail of the skin. Fae's body warmed with his touch, and she longed for everything about this demon. Fae hooked her fingers in the opening of his clothing covering his legs, and the angel used that to pull herself up to be eye level with Daevion. Fae grinned to herself and placed tiny butterfly kisses onto his shoulder blades, each time her lips coming in contact with his skin her lips moved downward until her lips basically touched every part o his stomach.

[E1Alpha]

His body twitched at every single touch from the angel's hands, and he eagerly kissed her more passionatly, silently crying out for more. The feeling of her lips on his skin sent shivers down his spine, which seemed to grow with every following touch.
His eyes slid shut as he let out a pleased, shuddering groan, almost letting bliss take him over completely.
Something was causing Daevion's ears to prick up, however, but he didn't let any of that appear as he let his body guide him, slowly moving to lift Fae's clothes covering her chest up to finally expose her upper body.
One of his hands trailed away from the shirt to grab something to the side, but his other hand continued to try and finally release the angel's chest from her clothing.

But without warning, Daevion suddenly pushed himself up, throwing his legs up to flip over Fae, holding of his claws in his hands as he flipped to the side and let his handclaw cleave itself into the flesh of a robed humanoid, donned with pitch-black wings and two small scimitars, which were dripping with poison. Daevion's claw had sliced open the being's face, as a Fallen Angel stumbled back, snarling and screaming out in pain. Without any pause, Daevion soon proceeded to dig the claw into the man's skull, killing him instantly, blood spraying out over him, before pulling back and trying to steady his breath. "Dirty... Scumbags... I knew they could have tried something like this..." He then turned to Fae, his chest heaving quite heavily, though it was more from the past intense moments with Fae than from the attempted ambush.
"You okay?"

[Volleyball]

Everything seemed so perfect. His touch felt like heaven in this hell hole, and the angel let out shivers and slight, high pitched groans as the angel perched her back up. Everything seemed to surreal, and when Daevion quickly stood and flipped her body over, Fae let out a groan quickly. What happened? Sitting up quickly, blood rushed to her head and the angel saw and heard the crack of a humanoid skull as Daevion killed the fallen angel quickly. Taking in a sharp breath, the girl nodded sharply. She quickly pulled down the hem of her shirt, covering her chest and leaving her shirt uncovering a small portion of her belly. "Just fine, great actually. That was really startling." She said with a shaky breath. Running her fingers through her pitch dark hair to comb out the tangles and parts of the tree.

Fae smiled at him tenderly, remembering the last moments. It all went by quickly. "I guess we have to be on guard now, right?" She said with a shy smile, rubbing the skin of her arms. The angel glanced at the fallen angel, carefully avoiding the poison scimitars. The angel realized how close he was to actually murdering the two, who were so involved with eachother the angel had no sense of what was happening outside the two of them. She was upset that they were interrupted, the angel wanted to make him happy and have their time together completed. Fae sighed, glancing around in alert. No fallen would surprise them anymore, or so they hoped. "Is the ferry arriving soon?" Fae said quietly, taking a few steps over to the demon to wrap her arms around his waist in a loose hug. She carefully avoided his bloodied claws. Smiling up at him gently.

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Everything seemed so perfect. His touch felt like heaven in this hell hole, and the angel let out shivers and slight, high pitched groans as the angel perched her back up. Everything seemed to surreal, and when Daevion quickly stood and flipped her body over, Fae let out a groan quickly. What happened? Sitting up quickly, blood rushed to her head and the angel saw and heard the crack of a humanoid skull as Daevion killed the fallen angel quickly. Taking in a sharp breath, the girl nodded sharply. She quickly pulled down the hem of her shirt, covering her chest and leaving her shirt uncovering a small portion of her belly. "Just fine, great actually. That was really startling." She said with a shaky breath. Running her fingers through her pitch dark hair to comb out the tangles and parts of the tree.

Fae smiled at him tenderly, remembering the last moments. It all went by quickly. "I guess we have to be on guard now, right?" She said with a shy smile, rubbing the skin of her arms. The angel glanced at the fallen angel, carefully avoiding the poison scimitars. The angel realized how close he was to actually murdering the two, who were so involved with eachother the angel had no sense of what was happening outside the two of them. She was upset that they were interrupted, the angel wanted to make him happy and have their time together completed. Fae sighed, glancing around in alert. No fallen would surprise them anymore, or so they hoped. "Is the ferry arriving soon?" Fae said quietly, taking a few steps over to the demon to wrap her arms around his waist in a loose hug. She carefully avoided his bloodied claws. Smiling up at him gently.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion let a slight smile slip out as the angel reassured him she was fine. His eyes drifted off to her body once more. He could still feel the soft texture of her breast in his hand, aswell as the touch of her lips upon his own skin. He was starting to believe he had dropped as far as the demons in the circle of lust, but then again, she was among the holiest of holy, an angel, yet she didn't stop his actions. On the contrary, she embraced them.
When Fae's arms slipped around Daevion, he let his free hand rest on her hands, leaving the hand wielding the blood dripping claw to the side. His eyes began scanning over the musky water before them.
"Charon will probably arrive soon enough, ferrying new prisoners and their demon jailors."
He suddenly blinked himself, glancing down at the angel. He had forgotten about something.

"Darnit... When Charon arrives, there's a big chance there will be a load of demons on board of his ferry, all armed to the teeth and escorting prisoners." They got lucky at the walls of Di, but Daevion knew it was too risky to take another chance with this. They were going to have find another way besides fighting.
"... There might be another way... I can go by a demon bounty hunter... A demon set loose upon the Inferno to hunt down loose prisoners and return them to their circles... If we can disguise you as a condemned..."
He took a step back, eyeing Fae over, before blinking as a subtle hint of blush actually revealed in his face.
"Erm... We would have to find a way for you to hide your wings... And..." He looked away, swallowing once.
"Do you remember in what the condemned in all past circles were dressed...?" He knew the answer to the question himself, so he actually almost immediatly continued by answering it himself. "They were... naked... The condemned are not given the luxury of clothing unless if they are deployed as demonic soldiers, like me."
He then looked at Fae again. "If we... If we want to blend in..." He swallowed once. "No, never mind! We'll find another way!"
He glanced around, turning away from Fae to hide his face while he looked around for inspiration.
Part of him wanted to go through with this. He had seen and felt so much of her body now, that he wanted to go all the way with it. But on the other side, he didn't want to have anyone besides him see her body. That, and it was a fairly risky plan. He pained his mind to try and think of another plan, but he couldn't figure out anything. He was hoping Fae had another plan.

[Volleyball]

The angel sighed lightly, turning her head to catch the demon's voice. Everything happened and ended so quickly, so letting out a breath, Fae nodded. Thinking, she drowned. There was no possible way? As an angel, throwing her body out for all to see was for sure not something wise to do. Biting her lip, she looked nervously at Daevion to see if he had another idea and clearly he didn't. "I don't have anything. There's no way to get across without the ferry." The angel let out a strained breath, frowning. "If we want to move on here, I think we have to do it." Fae said quietly, putting her arms behind her back nervously.

Glancing up, the angel looked around. The water stretched on for a long time, and there was no way to get through whatever substance that was. "We can try and put this dirt on my wings. We can see if we can temporarily stain my festers black or gray, or something." Her words were light, her tone awkward at the think of the idea. She kicked the dirt around beneath her feet using her boot. "I can cover my wings with my hair too, you know." Fae said, untying the tail of her hair at the top of her head. Black hair spilled down her back and her shoulders, falling just above the small of her back. "We have no other choice. Lets go." She breathed, slipping off her jacket and then pausing. "Will I have to leave my clothes here?" She frowned rubbing the fabric of her jacket between her fingers nervously. They needed to get across, and no other ideas sprang into her mind. She slid her jacket off her arms and followed with her bottoms, leaving herself in undergarments. Although the angel knew the demon has touched her and loved her to a point, Fae still felt exposed and stuck out. "We have too." The angel frowned once more, crossing her arms.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion was blushing himself as the angel began to strip down, shaking his head rapidly to try and get his mind out of the clouds. "That dirt isn't a bad idea... It'll be indeed helpful to mask your wings.... I really wish there was another way... I don't want... want others to see you... like that..." He realized too late he made it sound to her like he wanted to see her naked, which wasn't completely false.
As she begun undressing, her begun closing his jacket, making it appear more like a robe, unfolding a hood from the collar and pulling it over his head, before he'd glance over at the angel again. His cheeks began flushing a dark crimson as she stood there, merely in her undergarments.
As she questiond him about her clothes, he blinked, shaking his head somewhat contently. "Don't worry. We'll smuggle your clothes along aswell. I don't want you to go naked through the remainder of this hell."
Trying to avoid looking at her for now, he walked over to her clothes, folding them together as he'd slip them beneath his make-shift robe, to keep them hidden.

He finally turned his attention to the angel again. He couldn't help but simply gaze at her body. Her beautiful, angelic figure. Within a few moments, he would be blessed by seeing an angel like her completely exposed. Part of him felt guilty about it, but before she could take off her remaining clothes, he'd walk up to her. "Once this is over, I will make up to you in any way you wish..." He felt his hand tracing up to cup beneath her breast gently, realizing too late that what he said wasn't really what he intended it to sound like. In his mind, it sound as if he wanted to take her innocence even more now, but instead of backing off because of it, his hands were now creeping over the angel's body, making their way to locate the closures of her top and once he'd find them, he'd try to remove them.

[Volleyball]

The angel sighed, awkwardly crossing her arms. She felt so open. Fae felt bad for jus hoeing off her body to the demon world, without any choice. Sighing, Fae smiled at the demon. "I know... It's okay, it won't matter when we are out of here." The angel flashed a smile, quietly turning her back to take of the remaining cloth that hung over her body. Once she was completely uncovered, the angel sucked in her stomach nervously. She felt so exposed here. But it was the only way, and she knew it

"Hey, would you help me with my wings?" Fae breathed, her voice quieting as she pulled her hair away from her back, showing off her white wings that were bent and almost mangled in places. She couldn't reach to them herself, so the angel began kicking at the dirt with her feet to gather a pile of debris that would be spread across her wings. Her cheeks warmed as she waited for Daevion's movement to help her, and the angel pointed her shoulder blades back to push her wings up. She hoped this plan would be successful, for this is too much to lose. They have come so far, and to lose right here would crush the angel.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion let out a shaking sigh, nodding as he filled both his hands with dirt, washing it over her wings to make them look bloodied and dirty. His fingers carefully traced along her feathers, trying to make every single one look like its been through hell and back, which wasn't that big a challenge given their current situation.
Once that was done, he glanced around, befor picking a ragged, bloodied piece of brown cloth, which seemed it had been scorched multiple times from a tree and threw it over her wings, before throwing more dirt onto it. "Okay... Now they should attract less attention." With his eyes trailing along her shapes, he inhaled deeply, before he placed a hand on her shoulders, running his thumb in circles along her skin.
"If it means anything to you... I think you look beautiful... So don't worry, I won't let them touch your body even the slightest."
Part of him felt like that sentence came out awkward and forced, but he didn't get much time to contemplate, as a shoddy, worn boat came in sight, slowly drifting along with the flow of the river. "This will be over soon, Fae. Trust me."

[Volleyball]

The angel held her breath as the demon rubbed dirt onto her feathers, turning the angelic white color an almost charcoal color. There were dry scabs if blood onto her wings, making it even more believable. Fae let out a shaky breath as he spoke, suddenly self conscious about herself in front of him. She turned to him and gave him a weak smile, feeling bad that she was showing off her body for pretty much every being in hell. Fae turned to him and have him a nod, quietly saying under her breath, "Thanks, it'll be over soon. We're going to make it and we're going to be okay. I know nobody will touch me without getting hurt." The angel chuckled under her breath, hearing the boat creak up to the shore where the angel and the demon stood.

Not quite sure how to act, the girl put on her worst scowl, like she was a totally different being. She wanted to look tough. She wanted to look like she hated everything in this world. Fae crossed her arms across her shoulders, seeing the boat come to the shore. Fae saw many other naked bodies, standing on the boat just eyeing her body. Heart racing, the angel sent a look to Daevion as if she was telling him lets to. Ye angel took a few cautious steps towards the boat, but changed her stride as she remembered that she was a bein of hell. Scowling, she got onto the ferry, watching Daevion as she waited for him to cross into the boat with her.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion followed close behind Fae, acting as if he was her jailor. His hood was mostly covering his face in shadow, as he channeled fire through his body to illuminate his eyes with a harrowing glow, aswell as making a fiery glow come forth from his nostrils and mouth, making him seem like a truly demonic being. "You can struggle a bit every now and then, but don't make it too obvious." He whispered to her, his voice seemingly being influenced by the fiery glow in his throat, making it sound raspy and vile.
As the ferry arrived, a number of demons and prisoners marched down from the ferry, some of the prisoners having demon wings, while others had darkened wings, much like Fae's were right now. When the ferry left, the were two fiendish demonic soldiers, guarding the boat, one in the front and one in the back. There were also two other demons onboard. These demons however looked even more disgusting than the other two. They were hermophrodites, male genitalia visible, aswell as full, but creepily textures breasts. They were both bearing a dark purple skin. Daevion turned his away from the beasts. He knew them all too well. Demons of Lust. Jailors and torturers of the second circle. The often roamed the other circle, preying upon demon and condemned alike to practice their vile arts.
Daevion was growling softly when he noticed the two beings glanced over to the naked angel by him, obviously intruiged. It took Daevion a moment to realize why they were interested, but when it finally hit him, he snarled quietly. Fae did not bear the usual whip and torture marks.

[Volleyball]

Fae barely glanced over her shoulder, giving Daevion a sharp nod, and almost gasping because of how truly terrifying and evil he looked. He looked so much more demonic now, not the gentle man than Fae knew. Turning back onto the ferry, Fae could feel her nerves writhing in her stomach. The angel put a scowl on her face, glancing around o take a look at the other creatures on the ferry. She saw the guards and quickly skimmed over them, but when the angel's eyes fell upon the creatures, Fae almost gagged. These creatures were hideous. Hellish creatures, disgusting fiends. Now the girl wasn't quite sure where they were from, but she stopped making contact with their nude and disgusting body features. It was almost scarring to her mind for what she just saw, in paradise nothing was like this. The angel took a glance at the demon, obviously uncomfortable with those naked creatures right behind her, her body exposed and open, vulnerable.

Fae could see something was wrong, the way the boat was silent and how the creatures just looked at her curiously. Bringing her arms to her shoulders, Fae shuddered. This was so nerve wrecking to her. Resting her eyes on Daevion, she could see the frustration in his face. She sharply turned her hear at him, as if to ask him what was wrong. Something was going on that she didn't know. Biting her lip, the angel looked straight ahead, holding her breath. She didn't want to speak, but she wanted to ask what was wrong. It was so apparent on his face, although the good covered up most of it. Fae ran her fingers along her thigh, once again feeling so exposed, eyes bearing into her. She hoped they would not be on this ferry long. She also wished that a fight wouldn't go on, for the angel was so open to the world. She knew those creatures were talking about her, so the angel tilted her head to the side to get another foul look at the two, who were obviously upset or interested in something clearly, on her body.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion's eyes were locked on the two daemonettes before him. He didn't trust them in the slightest. Viscious, deceitful, vile and merciless. That's how daemonettes could be described. Similar to Succubi in many ways, but they differ in their methods and motivations. He could only image what joys they would have with Fae. He shuddered slightly as he imagined it.
Finally, one of the daemonettes turned to the two, showing her body in all its glory as she walked up to the two, speaking up with a twisted male-female voice. "My... my... Such a precious little slut you have there... What was her sin? Hmmmm? She sleep with a fat nobleman and killed him for his riches? Or she sold her body for the pleasure of men? Or has she betrayed someone? Mmm... I can already imagine her agony when frozen in ice... All naked... The creeping cold running to her most precious parts... Some parts that I would love to defile..."
As the daemonette was talking, Daevion was almost trembling in anger, hardly being able to maintain his calm.
Finally, the daemonette brought her clawed hand over, to press its palm onto Fae's bare breast. However, right before he skin would come in contact with the angel's, Daevion hand shot out. His hand was flaming now, further aiding in maintaining his demonic appearance, speaking up in the darkened voice from earlier. "The girl has been sentenced to the circle of Greed, but with the war, she was dropped into the circle of Violence. I am merely escorting her to her destination. She shall not be touched by any hand except mine until she arrives there."
The daemonette blinked, before hissing somewhat viscious, but nothing else as she turned away to her sister, walking back over to her.

[Volleyball]

The footsteps of the creature was easily heard by Fae. Her nerves and senses were ready to lash out, but being the condemned demon that she pretended to be, the angel in disguise knew she couldn't act out. No matter what happened. Her head and body turned when the twisted, ugly voice filled her ears. Fae's lips turned into a disgusted scowl as she heard the creature talk about her in filthy ways, but the angel just flipped her hair in front if her chest as if to cover herself up. The way these creatures talked was filthy. Terrible. She wondered why they took so much interest in her.

Watching with wide eyes as Daevion's hand whipped out at the creature, her scowl turned into a smirk. Only his hands? Fae was about to laugh as she agreed. He was the only one she trusted with her body. Maybe the creatures that stood behind her would be curious... Is keeping ones hands to themselves really a punishment for a condemned? Taking a shrug, the angel cleared her mind again as the boat moved slowly across the river to wherever their destination lay. It was torture just being so exposed, the girl knew that those eyes burned holes into her bare bottom and back, knowing these creatures would enjoy their time with Fae. Heart speeding up, she have a worried glance at the demon in hopes that those creatures weren't looking at her and plotting some way to get around Daevion's rule he had just set. Fae could not imagine those disgusting hands not her body, being rough and hurting as she was acting not as an angel. Fearful, the angel took a deep breath and but at her lip, hoping the sound of footsteps would not reach her ears again.

[E1Alpha]

The rest of the ride seemed to go in some form of peace. The daemonettes kept to themselves as they were talking, laughing, and sometimes even reaching for their own or eachother's chests and genitals, as if it was something casual and every day to them.
Daevion's eyes were dead ahead of, like any demonic jailor would. However, occasionally he would let a hand move up to stroke along Fae's lower back, as if to reassure her.

After a few more moments, the ferry pulled to a halt, and the two cackling daemonettes walked off of the boat. Placing his hand on Fae's shoulder, he gave her a gentle, but harsh-looking push to the direction of the edge of the boat, walking down a board to shore.
Along each side of the board, were other naked condemned, awaiting transport to the lower circles of hell.
Daevion maintained his act of being the stern and merciless demon for quite a while, pushing the angel forward, until they went behind a cliff.

Once there, he let out a happy sigh, the fire in his throat and eyes disappearing as he pulled down his hood and then proceded to hug Fae firmly. "You have no idea how much I wanted to toss those whore-demons overboard, especially with that one talking about you like that."

[Volleyball]

Fae was silent on the rest of the trip, secretly worried about the demon creatures behind her. As the trip was passing by, the angel kept her guard up. When the creatures walked away, the girl let out a sigh of pure relief. Nothing has ever comforted her more than the feeling of being safe. When Daevion gripped her shoulders hard, the angel was shocked and gave him a glare of pure disbelief. But remembering the situation, she held her breath as she was roughly guided off of the ferry.

Fae let out another sigh as they were safe, gently being pulled into his arms into a gentle embrace. She smiled lightly, pressing herself into him, not caring that she was naked. All the angel could think about was that she was safe again. "I know, it took so much strength not to shove my fist down their throats." The angel let out a shaky laugh as she completed her sentence. Looking up to gaze at him, the girl laughed. "You can fit the role of a jailer pretty well, it was almost frightening." She laughed again, easing the mood of what just previously happened. She pulled away from him loosely, her hand resting on his shoulder. "Do you have any of my clothes?" She said shyly, face warming as the thought of her being naked came back into her mind.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled, placing a kiss on her forehead, before nodding, opening up his coat again, before pulling out the angel's folded up clothes. Reaching over to pull the dirty rag off of her wings. As he did that, however, he could help but look down at her naked form, biting his bottom lip. "Did I tell you yet that your body is gorgeous?" He snickered, teasingly bringing his hand over to trace a finger along the side of her ribcage.
He shook his head however, before his fantasy would run amock, a faint blush on his cheeks. It was fairly obvious he was trying not to think about doing all kinds of things to her body, and failing.

A vile chuckle came from around a corner, though. Daevion's eyes widened as he heard it, glancing over to the direction it came from, before he saw the two daemonettes walk out of hiding. "Aw... Isn't that cute...?" One of them hissed, snickering. "A little, lost angel... And a traitor demon... And what's even better? They're in looooooooooooove..." She put a lot of emphasis on the 'o', before laughing out loud, the other daemonettes licking her lips as she looked at the girl's naked form. "Oh... But traitor or not... He's still a demon... Just imagine what goes on in his head..." Daevion snarled, turning to the vile demons. "Be quiet, sluts!" The demons of lust seemed to complete ignore his words though, as they just continued. "In his mind... He's already exploring your insides..." "Oh yes... His lips and tongue exploring every corner of your body, while dipping his fingers into your honeypot..." Daevion snarled, flames sparking from his fists. "Be quiet!" It was obvious he was fighting to hold back a blush. "Oh but that's not all... Can you just imagine him then... thrusting into her fragile body... defiling her holy essence... and cursing her with bearing a half-demon child... Oh, he should belong in the circle of Lust..." The two daemonettes continued laughing and cackling, making suggestive gestures, while Daevion was obviously having a hard time restraining himself to beat the crap out of them.

[Volleyball]

Fae felt his lips on her head, and the angel couldn't help but smile. Everything is almost normal now, with the two once again on their journey. The angel gladly accepted her clothes, reaching out for them gratefully. She heard his words and the girl blushed, her cheeks turning a pale red as he complimented her body. About to pull on the shirt that she had, her arms dropped down to her chest as she heard the twisted voices. Heart speeding, Fae gave a slight whimper as she saw the creatures again. The disgusting, vile creatures that just eyed her body. She watched Daevion step up, and the angel sighed.

Hearing the words from the creatures, Fare kept her eyes low at the ground and off of the demon creatures. She did not want to even set an eye on them. She wonders why Daevion didn't spring into action and beat the creatures, so Fae quickly pulled on her shirt and her bottoms to cover up. Their words filled her eyes and the angel couldn't help but thinking about them, and how Daevion would do that to her. Heat rose to her cheeks as she thought about it, but she shook her head quickly and let out a loud sigh. Every word they said Daevion has probably thought about, and the girl knew that she has had those thoughts too. Looking up, the angel pinched her arms and glanced at Daevion, his cheeks red as well. Shooting a glance at the disgusting creatures, she spoke up. "Why did you follow us, get lost." She scowled, picturing a moment of peace between Daevion and Fae to do whatever they wanted.

[E1Alpha]

The daemonettes just began to laugh more when the angel spoke up, mocking her. "How adorable! A little heaven's slut thinks she can boss us around. Why ofcourse your holiness, we must obey your commands like the putrid demons we are..." The daemonette bowed, snickering. "And I sense that deep within your heart, your wish for the pleasures of the flesh... But I'm sure this petty little devilboy can't give you the pleasure you wa-..." "Sis!" The other daemonette spoke up, causing the cocky and bowing one to look up, too late however, as Daevion was already in front of her, smashing a strong fist in the side of the demon's skull, who screeched out in agony.
The demon lashed out towards Daevion with her clawed hand, gashing across his arm, but Daevion's eyes were lit on fire as he glared at the demon, who blinked, slowly backing away. "W-what circle are you from?!"
Daevion snarled and growled. "You wanna know the circle I'm from... Oh trust me... It's whole deeper than your pathetic circle of Lust..." In a flurry of flames, his hand mounted claws appeared. "Violence." The daemonette swallowed once, but before she could turn to run away, Daevion rushed up to her, stabbing one of his claws into the being's back, having it pierce through her as the tip came out of her chest. The daemonette let out an agonising scream, but Daevion soon dug his other claw in her lower back, before yanking the claw down, ripping through the vile woman's flesh, ripping her body in half from chest all the way down to her crotch. He then pulled his claws back and left the mutilated demon in a puddle of her own blood.

Daevion then turned to the demon he had punched aside, who slowly begun to regain consciousness. He slowly marched over to her, while the daemonette began to realize what was going on, trying to desperately pull herself up onto her feet. "Leave me alone!" Daevion had no heed for her words, though, as he lashed out, grabbing her skull firmly. The daemonette was clawing at his hand, coating it in his own blood, but he seemed to care even less about it. It was like demonic rage had taken over. As he held the Daemonette's skull, she was audibly screaming and lashing out, until out of nowhere, her head splattered to a pulp, crushed by Daevion's single hand. He'd then toss the corpse away, look down at his own bloodied hand, before letting out a truly demonic roar, which had not a single sign of humanity in it. His eyes were burning and he seemed almost possessed by a demon if he wasn't already one.

[Volleyball]

Fae scowled, taking up a step towards the creatures who stood there and mocked her. The angel stood in her clothes now, covering her body from those eyes that would do anything to look and touch her. The angel couldn't stand the mocks, the dirty looks, when these creatures deserve them more than she ever has. She could feel the frustration radiating off of Daevion, he looked like he was really struggling to hold himself back. The angel but her lip and then glanced at the creatures again.

Within a mere moment, Fae let out a loud gasp as the demon sprang into action. What Fae saw was so much different than what she was used to seeing from him. His hands, his eyes, like burning flame, just reflected in her eyes and they widened in surprise. The angel's hands dropped down to her sides in complete awe as Daevion just destroyed the creatures. It's screams echoed in her mind, and the girl winced at the blood spattering. It was almost terrifying how Daevion just simply ripped the daemonette in half. Turning away from the sight, the angel shut her eyes closed. She couldn't bear to watch anymore, at least until its over and the flame wasn't there anymore. Taking a quick glance, all she saw was Daevion crushing the skull. Fae's eyes widened as the limp corpse lay mangled and destroyed in multiple pieces. Taking a sharp breath, the angel took a look where the other daemonette stood, also completely stunned about what was just witnessed. What was this power that he had been using? Looking at her demon, she took a step to him, standing behind him but resting her hand on his upper arm. She looked at him in surprise, but she looked at the other Creature before spitting at it, "Get out of our sight." She scolded sternly, watching the other hideous creature scurry away quickly without an argument.

Fae took a step back and walked in front of Daevion, avoiding the corpse and the puddles of blood, and also his claws. She looked him in the eyes and carefully whispered, "What was that?" Her voice shook.

[E1Alpha]

As Fae neared him, his eyes locked down on her, glaring, his breathing almsot sounding like that of a savage beast, while his infuriated eyes glared down at the girl. His muscles were spazzing slightly, as if he was holding back again to do something to Fae. From his nostrils, smoke was emitting, like that would be with a fire-breathing dragon. The smoke even held the actual stench of sulphur and charcoal.
In his mind, Daevion's actual consciousness was trying to fight off something bigger inside of him.

His chest was heaving up and down, his growling breath almost echoing in on itself, until suddenly a hand of his own shot out, to try and grasp onto Fae's throat, keeping a firm grip onto it, the muscles in his hand spazzing as if they were going to crush the angel's neck right there, but something always stopped it.

Noticable aswell was that the blood seeping from his wound on his arm almost seemed like it was on fire now, singing the fabric of his coat as it seeped out, his one wing slowly spreading to full size to make him look more imposing.

[Volleyball]

Fae didn't get an answer from him. Eyes widening, Fae knew that Daevion was not himself. Or was he? What was he doing? The angel touched his arm agin, as if to try and control his heaving chest and his muscles shaking wildly. He looked so scary; so much more demonic than the angel has ever witnessed. In a flash of a second his hand was around the girl's throat, and Fae let out a desperate scream, choking for breath. He could easily snap her neck with one firm squeeze, and the angel's face became red as tears ran down her face. Her arms sprang to his around her throat, clawing and pulling it.

Her breaths became shallow and her head pounded and begged for air. Fae let out another desperate wail, her voice muffled from the lack of air. She looked at Daevion straight in the eyes, her eyelids fluttering from his grip. He looked so absolutely terrifying, his wing out in all it's glory, dark and casting a shadow on his face. His eyes glowed with the fire, and Fae knew something was wrong. Tears spilled out of her almost closed eyes, and the angel let out a hoarse, shallow word. "Stop..." She coughed out, her arms weakly trying to pull his away from her throat where air could not pass through. He was not himself. Fae needed him to snap back to his regular self, because the girl knew she was being strangled by someone who wasn't the boy she knew.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion's eyes continued to burn furiously, his muscles tensed, causing Fae's fingers to hardly make any difference. He almost exhaled flames through his nose, as cinders seemed to come forth with each breath. He was slowly losing control, as his grip on her throat tightened.

When she wheezed out the word "stop", something seemed to snap inside of him again. His muscles froze in place, as if his mind went blank right then and there. His eyes seemed to slowly drain of the flames in them, as if the fog clouding them was lifting. It took him about a few seconds, but eventually, his grip on her neck was slipping, before he let go. The flame in his eyes and the smoke from his nostrils was gone. He blinked confused and shocked, looking down at himself, before looking at Fae, before looking at the daemonettes. "I... Fae... I..." His breathing increased in pace, though this time, it was as if he was hyperventilating and beginning to panic. He slowly realized what he had almost done, and he hated himself for it. He never wanted Fae to see this side of him. He looked down at the blood on his hands from the daemonettes, before closing his fists, shaking his head, muttering something to himself, like he couldn't believe it.

[Volleyball]

Fae's head ached an pounded, and she knew that time was almost up. She needed to breathe. The girl felt him tighten his grip, almost crushing her neck right then and there. The tears dried for her eyes and just left small streaks on her face and her eyes were almost a crimson red. It all happened so fast, suddenly the flames were gone from his eyes. It was like some force took his body over and now it was gone.

When he released, Fae fell to the ground onto her knees, her mouth wide open, gasping and struggling for the air. Her heart gave a surge as air entered into her lungs. She coughed loudly for a while, her breath raspy and hoarse. She lifted her arm to her neck weakly, her fingers shook as she felt the ghostly remains of his hands on her throat. Some of the daemonette's blood rubbed off from Daevion's hands onto her neck. She took another sharp breath, her breathing was rapid as she looked desperately up at Daevion. His words filled her ears but the girl only looked at him with wide, terrified eyes. She began to cry again, these tears just spilling out of her eyes as she tried to regain a steady breathing habit. He almost killed her. The angel brought her knees to her chest and curled up as to make her appear smaller. "Please don't hurt me. Please don't." She let out a cry, her body shuddering with every response. "Hit me in the stomach. Don't hit any bones. It hurts so much more in the bones." Fae cried, hiding her face from the demon. She was so helpless at this moment. She didn't know what to do. Just protect herself. The girl was having tears run down her face like steady streams, the girl ha never been so afraid around him now. She didn't know what was going on. Who was he?

[E1Alpha]

Daevion just looked down at the girl, panic in his eyes. He never wanted to hurt her. He couldn't believe what he had done, he took a step closer, trying to force himself to say something, before stepping back again, looking down at the ground in shame. "I'm... I'm so sorry... I didn't... I didn't mean to hurt you... I don't want to hurt you... I... I'm just so sorry..."
Daevion was pressed onto the hard facts. No matter how much he loved Fae, he would still always be a demon, a cursed fiend, with a dark past.

He had no idea what to do. He wanted to make up to her, but he was scared to touch her now. Scared he would hurt her again. Scared that she would push him away. He shook his head repeatingly, as if trying to tell himself it was just a nightmare.
Finally, after regaining his calm, he dropped down onto his knees, letting out a sigh. "Fae... I didn't... mean to hurt you at all... I'm sorry you had to see me... as I am..." He felt a cold, tingling sensation on his cheeks. Tears. He was crying aswell, something he hadn't done in ages.

[Volleyball]

The angel was completely upset. It was shown on her tear streaked face, and the blood smeared over her cherry red neck whee his hands had gripped her. Fae shut her eyes as tight as she could, hearing the small thump as Daevion also fell to his knees right in front of her. She was ready to move and bolt away from him, not sure of what the demon was doing. His words were so full of emotion, full of heart. Lifting her eyes from her shoulders, Fae saw that the flames were gone. The demon that she knew was back. She could only give a tiny nod to the man in front of her as she rocked back and forth slowly. The memory of what happened replayed in her mind, causing the girl to frown again.

She noticed the small stream flowing from his eyes, and the angel took a breath. He was crying? She had never heard of a demon who cried. Slowly reaching to touch his arm, the girl pulled back slowly, in doubt. "What...was that?" She whispered, her voice just above a breath. She held her on hand under her knees, gripping them to hold herself back. The angel did not want to be attacked again. "I almost...died." Fae's eyes opened, rubbing the tears away from her eyes although the girl was still terrified of the boy in front of her. The boy who she trusted and relied on.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion looked over at the angel again as she spoke of how he almost killed her. It stung to hear her say that. It was similar to when they fell down here the first time. They were trying to kill eachother, and Daevion was hoping it would never happen again. His prayers seemed to have remained unanswered in hell, though.
Taking a deep breath, trying to get his thoughts cleared out, he finally began to properly speak. "What just happened... is the curse of any demon banished to the circle of Violence... We carry the essence of a demon of Violence in our being. Everyone here does. When you let that essence take over, you turn into a true demon. Those daemonettes are the example of condemned who gave in to the Essence of Lust... I... I never wanted to release this, however... The Essence of Violence is near impossible to control..." He shuddered, before looking over at Fae. "That... thing... was not me... It is the demon that I have been cursed and burdened with... And I hope I will never let it take over again..."

[Volleyball]

The angel shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself. Listening to the demon's fearful and ashamed voice. It almost hurt Fae to hear his voice in such pain. She rubbed her sore neck with the palm of her hand, eyes wide. Tears stopped coming from her eyes, and the angel let out a sigh as she wiped the blood from her hands. Looking up, Fae caught a glance of Daevion. He truly looked ashamed o what he did. "Really? That was so terrifying..." She said slowly, looking down at where Daevion's knees were. "I seriously thought I was done with." The girl took a large breath, thankful to have oxygen again. She gave him a weak, almost unseeable smile. "I don't ever want to see that again." She whispered, her voice cracking lightly as she glanced at him.

What had happened moments ago was flowing through Fae's mind, and it will always for quite a long bit of time. Gathering her strength, the angel scooted herself were the demon was weakly kneeling. She let her arms fall around his shoulders, embracing him very gently. Fae hoped that this demon power inside him would not show up again. "It's okay... Never again, I don't stand a chance with a demon." Her words were muffled as she pressed her face into his shoulder, shielding her eyes from any kind of fire she might see.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion sighed, his eyes aimed down at the ground as he listened to the angel. He felt like he was a beast that should be kept on a chain, with a muzzle on him.
When Fae's arms slid around his shoulders, though, he at first didn't react to them, feeling her press into his shoulder, her muffled words just barely slipping into his ear. Eventually, Daevion would bring his own arms around, sliding them around Fae's back to gently hug her aswell, nuzzling into her gently as he sniffled. "I don't know... if I can keep on going, though... What if we have to fight again... And I lose control? I really don't want to hurt you... I'd never forgive myself if I did... Maybe I do belong in that burning water..."
The feelings and thoughts that had coursed through him during the entire thing still rested firmly in the back of his head. It disgusted him. How could he have ever dropped so low? Then again. He did get thrown into hell. Maybe this is just how he is fated to be. He didn't want to think about it anymore. He just held on to Fae, nuzzling into her to try and forget about it, atleast for a while.

[Volleyball]

The angel forced her arms to stay around the boy. He seemed to fragile now. So broken, so crushed. Fae listened to his sniffles and words, nodding quietly. "I know, there always has been a risk and there always will be. No matter what is going on." Her words were firm, and she started making small circles on his back as to reassure and calm the demon that seemed so frail.

She pulled her arms back so she could look at his face. "Please, we can go on. Don't leave me. I need you, Daevion, I need you. Please stay with me. Please." She whispered quietly to him, looking at the demon straight in his eyes. Fae knew she couldn't make it out without him, he was her strength and her protection. "Daevion, we have to go on. I need you by my side and you need me by yours." She took a deep breath, fighting back tears as the angel spoke once again. "I know it would kill you to go on and have this worry. But it'll kill you if you just let me go." Fae looked athim with wide, sad eyes. "It's okay. I'm okay. I forgive you, Daevion." Finishing her words slowly, the angel placed her lips softly on his cheek.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion's breathing was slowly taking on a much more gentle pace, listening to her words as he clinged onto her, nuzzling into her neck. He was just softly sobbing by the time she finished her peptalk, taking a deep breath right after she kissed him on the cheek, pulling his head back somewhat, gazing into the angel's eyes. "Fae... When this is done... I want to be purged... I want to be able to live in peace once again... with you..." He hardly knew if his request was even within the possibility, but he didn't whatsoever.
With his eyes locked onto hers, he finally let out a soft sigh as he tried to gently place his lips onto the angel's. He was already missing their sweet flavor, though his realized too late his own breath had to stinking like sulphur by now. But he would already be wrapping his arms even more firmly around the angel while kissing her.

[Volleyball]

Fae heard his words, and she nodded silently. There was a chance to be purged again, to be judged once more. He could do it again, Daevion could possibly make it to peace. "You will, it'll happen." The angel soothed, she spoke almost silently again, her vice angelic. She smiled and pulled away from him, when his lips touched hers ever so gently, the girl lightly kissed back gently. She put her hand on his cheek softly. His arms folded around her and the angel worried about being attacked suddenly, but Fae shook it out of her head and ignored it. What mattered was that he was so extremely sorry.

The angel pulled away from Daevion. "It's okay now, everything is okay." She smiled. The angel put her hand on his forea, and she sighed. "We have to move on soon. I want to leave this area soon." She smiled nervously, wondering where they would be next, and what challenge would face them.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion sighed. He couldn't be more relieved that Fae actually had forgiven him. When she then pulled away and placed a hand onto his forehead, he nodded to her, taking another deep breath, before he'd slowly push himself up, before reaching a hand out to Fae to help her up, which was he noticed they were still covered in blood. "... Ugh... Not even the blood of demons of Gluttony feels as vile and disgracing as the blood of demons of Lust..." He then just offered his lower arm for Fae to pull herself up with, as that had been spared a bit more of blood.

Once Fae was up, he'd look up, before looking over to an archway in the rocky cliffs they were at. "Next circle shouldn't be too bad to pass through... The circle of greed... The few demons of greed roaming there are too busy with their own personal stashes to notice us." He smiled somewhat. Something a bit more easy is just what he needed. "Maybe we can snatch something from their stashes to help us out. It's not uncommon for them to keep armor and weapons hidden there. I fear we might need them in the circle of Gluttony." He then pondered, looking to the direction they were going to be heading. "Greed... Then Gluttony... Lust... And finally... Limbo... We're almost there. Limbo and Greed don't worry me at all... But I think Gluttony and especially Lust might prove a challenge... Atleast my killing spree just now made sure that those daemonettes didn't warn their sisters... or brothers... or whatever they are..." He shuddered just trying to figure out their actual gender.
He then turned to Fae again, part of him still unsure wether Fae would ever trust him again. "So... Shall we then?"

[Volleyball]

Fae was helped to her feet and she gave him a happy nod, almost slipping from the fact they were almost drenched in blood. Fae groaned, looking at her clothes but she shrugged and listened to him speak. "I don't want to go to the circle of lust. I'm scared." She admitted her fear for the first time, of the demons and creatures being fowl and horrendous in everything they do. The girl then took a breath. Almost there, almost to freedom. Fae nodded as she thought about getting more weapons, a smile on her face as she can now get more arrows for her bow. She ran out of them ages ago, and to fire an arrow would be like heaven for the girl.

She took the demon's hand as they began off into a new circle, the girls shoulders were these with anticipation and nerves. She realized how sore and worn her body felt, and this was nothing the angel has ever done before. Fae reached to her side to take Daevion's hand, holding it close to her body to reassure herself and him about this trip. They can get through all the tasks in the entire circle. They were almost free. "Lets go, one step closer." She smiled, taking more steps.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion glanced down at Fae, gripping her a hand a bit more firmly, bringing it up to his lips and plant a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. "I'm not looking forward to the circle of Lust either, but it's a worry for later." He'd then let the angel move his hand close to her, marching on next to her, glancing around curiously.
As they were slowly marching out into the open, the desolate land they entered into seemed dotted by hills and slopes. Spread over the area, there were more condemned, pushing up massive bags of gold to the top of the hill. Their grunts and groans filled the area, as every time one finally reached the top, the bag would roll down to the other side of the hill, and make the condemned start over once again. There were visible demons, but the gold and jewel decorated demons seemed too busy counting their gold and jewelry, hardly noticing Fae and Daevion intruding.
"I almost feel sorry for these guys, but honestly... This torment is the least painful from all... I think."

[Volleyball]

When the two stepped out into this circle, the angel sighed. This torture did not look bad at all. "Wow, this is a kind circle. I don't hear any screams of pain. Just frustration." Fae rolled her eyes, having a feeling that this circle wa going to be visibly easier than any other they have been through. She may be mistaken though, who knows what real challenges this could be. Walking slowly, she looked around at the shining gold. She has never seen this much riches in her entire life. "There's so much here. Enough to last format lifetimes." The girl's voice was surprised, almost in awe that a circle of hell would have this treasure.

The condemned yowled in anger and frustration as bags rolled around, makin the creatures start all over again. They were not noticed, or at least Fae didn't notice them. It was if they were just walking as comic relief through this area. "Seems pretty ok right now." She gave Daevion a tiny, innocent smile as they walked on.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion blinked, before snickering. "Kind circle? Now, now... How would you like to push a dragging bag filled with metal for a total of about five times your weight uphill for an eternity... My back hurts just thinking about it." He then glanced around the area, nodding at her. "It's thoughts like those that are said to begin the sin of greed. Wanting more and more. In my opinion, these guys are no different from the gluttons."
After walking for a bit, Daevion gestures Fae to wait a moment. "Gimme a sec." He then walked over to a pile of gold, searching through it, before picking out some beautiful amulets, nodding as he stuffed them in his clothes. "There. Now we're good. Let's continue on."

Smiling at Fae, he walked over to her, before once more leading the way through the circle, to soon near a staircase leading up to the next circle. Before it however, two demons were seen feasting on gold and coin, actually devouring it.

[Volleyball]

The angel blinked and then cracked a small smile. "At least it's not as bad as the other punishments, I mean." Fae smiled lightly. She watched the demon creatures push up bags of treasure, but then the frustrated sounds of failure also filled her ears. "At least they have some kind of treasure." Fae rolled her eyes and watched Daevion take a few amulets and they wouldn't be missed or noticed. She looked at the staircase and there were the demons eating the treasure.

"Do you think we could distract them somehow?" The angel breathed, hearing the hungry noises the creatures made. "We could throw gold or something, I'm not sure." The angel took a breath and then tilted her head to meet Dae'vion's gaze.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smirked, pulling out one of the amulets he had picked up earlier. "I'm already on it." He smirked at the angel, giving her a reassuring smile, before he'd walk over to the two demons, glancing at each of them, before placing two fingers in between his lips and whistling. "Hey uglies!" The two demons lifted their gaze, looking at Daevion, before looking at the angel, snarling. "What do you want?! We're busy!"
The demon smirked, crossing his arms. "Oh nothing. I just wanted to make sure you'd let us climb those stairs without a problem.

The two greedy beings looked up at the stairs, before beginning to laugh. "Oh! So you want to escape, eh? Not a chance! How about we just ram a spear through your chests now and leave you for dead, so we can continue our lunch." Daevion seemed to just smile at those words, before shrugging as he faked a disappointed face. "What a shame... That's too bad." Ashe shrugged, one of the amulets beneath his coat dropped onto the ground. "Oops. Seems I dropped one of my personal treasures. Now I wouldn't want to lose these. They're much too valuable to me." As Daevion leaned down to pick it up, the demons peered over closely, glancing at eachother, before looking at Daevion again, both seemingly tempted by the amulet. Daevion in the meantime, turned to Fae and slipped an amulet into her shirt, hiding it in her cleavage, without letting the demons see, giving her a wink, before speaking up suspiciously loud. "Well... I suppose we'll head back to the river Styx then... A shame, though... With all the fighting in the water... These things could get lost..."

[Volleyball]

The angel knew what to do right when Daevion slid the medallion in her chest, nodding slightly as she caught his gesture. She sighed loudly, "Yes we'll have to go back, but my spine hurts so bad." She moaned out, leaning over lightly to the point where the cool metal slid out of her chest and fell to the ground, light catching onto it as it clinked as it impacted the floor. "Whoops, I'm clumsy." She giggled, reaching to grab it but she stopped and moaned in pain, holding her back as if to exaggerate it. She hoped the creatures notice they had this gold, and the girl was ready to sprint at any given moment. Fae watched the creatures and Daevion, waiting for any movement. The staircase was so close to them, and all the monsters had to do was notice.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smirked at Fae as she played her part just perfect. As he walked over to act like he was helping Fae up, he observed the demons from the corner of his eyes. They were restless now, glancing at the two, before glancing at eachother, bickering with eachother in an unknown tongue, before suddenly one of them called out. "Wait! How much gold do you have with you?!" This was exactly what Daevion wanted to hear. "Oh... Just a few family riches... It's not much, but their emotional value is so much more..." He layed some emphasis on the bit of his sentence, a sly glint in his eyes.
The demons were visibly troubled with their decissions, before they suddenly called out. "You demon boy! You want to escape here with that angel, right? If you distance yourself from all your riches, we will act like you... slipped past unnoticed."

Daevion glanced down at Fae, before faking a troubled face. "But... These things are part of us... I don't know if I could go on without them." This made the demons grin and smirk. "It's your choice, weaklings! Give up your possessions and you can try to escape! Or hold on to them, and be trapped here forever!"
Daevion turned his eyes to Fae again, whispering to her. "Keep the act up until we're out." He then turn to the demons. "You win... We'll surrender our riches... But please take good care of them..." He then wandered closer to the demons, taking out two of the medallions he had stolen and handing them over. One of the demons snarled and snapped. "ALL your riches!" Daevion then faked an angry expression as he handed over another medallion. "There... Happy?" The demons then turned to the angel.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded slowly to Daevion. She watched the creatures with the corner of her eye, turning slightly when Daevion spoke to the creatures. She let out a slight gasp as Daevion said they would surrender all of their riches, playing along. "But... All of our riches?" She snapped, leaning over to gather her medallion that was on the ground. The angel watches as the creatures offered the deal, and Fae sighed softly as the demon next to her held out his medallions and family riches.

When the creatures turned to her, Fae handed over the medallion that spilled onto the ground. Catching Daevion's words , the angel nodded and pulled out a ring that was inside of her boot that she had slipped in earlier. "This is all the riches I have. This ring was from my grandmother and it was in my family for many generations." The angel said quietly, placin the ring into the outstretched hand of the demon. When it's fingers curled around their jewels, the two creatures made a space for the two of them to slip by. Fae acted like she was truly hurt from giving up her riches, and the two darted up the stairs quickly until they were out of sight.

"I played it well, didnt I?" She mouthed the words, falling into step behind Daevion.

[E1Alpha]

The demons snickered and sniffled when they held onto the jewelry, trying it onto their stack of gold.
Daevion held his act up aswell until they were out of sight, before turning to Fae, grinning at her. "You did brilliantly." Leaning back down to her for a moment, he placed a kiss on her forehead, before heading further up. "Now comes one of the more tricky bits, though... We have only two circles left... Limbo and..." Just as he broke off their sentence, they reached the top of the stairs, gazing over to a massive, with souls and spirits raging around it. "... Lust."
Daevion shuddered at the thought. It were Lust demons that made him lose control last time. He didn't want that to happen again. "Fae... I suggest we take a break before going in there... We've been going for a while now again, and Lust sure won't be easy..." He then glanced around, before making his way over to a collection of rocks, that provided a bit of cover from any demon eyes.

Letting out a sigh, Daevion dropped down on the ground, leanin back against a rock. He was afraid to go through the circle of Lust, not because he feared it, but because he didn't want to hurt Fae again.

[Volleyball]

Far smiled as they were at the top of the stairs. She folded herself into Daevion, wrapping her arms around his waist. The angel closed her eyes for a moments, enjoying a second of peace with him. Fae pulled away from the demon and her head shook in agreement. Hearing the words the circle of lust made Fae frown. Of course she was terrified of this circle. Who knows what kind of torture will go on here. Especially since the girl was almost killed. Fae nodded in agreement, sittin down next to the demon. "I'm scared. Out of all circles, this is the one I fear the most." Her voice was soft as her body shuddered a little, chills running down her spine. "What happened last time was on accident. I forgive you for it, you know. I need you here with me." The angel gave a faint smile, leaning her head back against the wall they sat at. "We're almost out of here, I can't believe it." She cracked a smile, glancing at Daevion. "What happens when we do actually get out?" Sighing, she closed her eyes and tried to picture the two of them out of this dreadful place. Who knows if there was still a war going on above them. Would paradise be the same?

The angel scooted closer to Daevion, putting her head on his shoulder. He was always so comforting to have around; she didn't know what she's do without him. The angel probably would have been dead the first few minutes. "You're kind of like my own guardian angel..." She leaned her head to whisper into Daevion's ear, smiling lightly as the words came out of her mouth. Fae didn't know what would happen when they start this circle, but she knew they had to go through it, one way or another.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion sighed softly, looking down at Fae as she was huddled up against him. He indeed didn't want that to happen again, but luckily, before he was able to worry too much about it, she changed the subject, his gaze moving up to the dark abyss above them. "I don't know... I sure as hell won't be able to get into Paradiso... And well... No way we're staying in this shithole... I did hear legends, though... Of certain demons finding a way into Purgatory and never returning to hell anymore... Meaning that they escaped... Maybe... Just maybe, that's where our fate now lies..." He turned his gaze down to Fae again, letting a smile creep onto his face. "Imagine it... When we're outside... At last... We'll have all of our eternal lives remaining... Together... With nobody to bother us... Maybe we can even..." His breath halted for a moment, his eyes rolling down along Fae's body. "Maybe... Outside... There's a way for us to... start a family..."

Without really realising it, one of his hands came around to Fae, tracing his fingertips along her arm gently. Normally he would have thought it was the influence of the tower of Lust, but he felt like this before. This desire to see Fae, bare. To see her without those dirty rags her clothes had become in this hellscape. Even though she had already completely undressed before him on the ferry, it was not the same. His hand moved down to Fae's waist, before slowly moving up, heading to gently stroke her skin beneath her chest as his hand slipped beneath her clothing. His face slowly hovered closer to Fae's. He was already missing the taste of her lips again, and he so desperately wanted to experience it again.

[Volleyball]

The angel had a faint smile on her lips as she listened to the slow breaths and words of Daevion's. "We canbe together. Nothing but us... All we need is eachother... Forever." She whispered, closing her eyes and finishing her sentence, picturing spending her life in purgatory with her true love. Fae's heart sped up as she heard the word family, and her head shook nervously, yet with a want and need that was strong. "Our family. Ours." The angel grinned, electric shocks swimming up her arm as the demon touched her.

She stiffened when his touch went to her waist, her body shifting to sit in front of the demon. His hands trailed her side and pushed her ruined clothing out of the way, and the girl took a deep breath. When his face was inches from her own, she could feel his warm breath on her face and her neck. Fae leaned in and placed her lips on his, in a way that was from the heart and full of longing and want. The angel's heart sped up , and she wound her fingers through his hair, pulling the demon closer to her. Fae dropped one hand and placed it at the collar of his ragged shirt, her fingers pulling at it and fiddling with it. It has been ages since the two had peace like this, and the girl's stomach twisted with butterflies and stirred as the two enjoyed the other.

[E1Alpha]

When her lips met his own, Daevion shuddered, tilting his head in the kiss slightly as his lips parted slightly, while his hand further slipped up beneath her clothing, to caress along the bottom of her breast. Gently laying his fingers along the shape of her breast, he took a deep breath in through his nose, before pulling his lips back again, letting out a shakey breath as his eyes set upon the angel's. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't bring the words out.

Instead of talking then, he let his actions speak for him, as he began to lift the ruined cloth up and off her chest, seeking to pull it over her head and take it off, before tossing it aside, to have the angel's chest finally exposed. Once that was done, his hands would once more be upon her, caressing her soft skin, running his fingertips along the shape of her breasts, before reaching for her most sensitive parts, toying with them for a bit, before bringing his hands caressing along her sides again, lowering his head as he'd gently peck the angel's neck. He wanted her so badly now, and this time, nothing was going to interrupt them. In the shadow of a tower that symbolised the desire of physical pleasure, he would make love to this angel, but unlike those condemned in the tower, his desire to do so was filled with love and passion.

[Volleyball]

Fae kissed the demon back, parting her lips and running her fingers through his dark hair. She raised her arms as the cloth was removed from her body, and the angel leaned her neck back as the demon's fingers traced around her chest. The girl let out a shaky breath, her heartbeat raising and beating faster. Fae put her lips on his again, nibbling the bottom of his lip before she pulled away from Daevion and clasped onto his rags of clothes as well. She managed to lift his clothing of; it was neatly layed on the top o her rags, and Fae groaned as his fingers danced along her chest. Fae saw the demon's muscled and bare chest for the first time, and her hands reached out slowly to lay on his collar bone, rubbing the skin in small circles before kissing the jawline of his mouth. Her breathing was long and deep, trailing kisses along his jaw and neck and making a trail down his chest to his stomach. The angel threw her head back as he toyed with her, a sigh coming out of her mouth. She was so intoxicated by him, it was a need that filled her entire body. It was just them. Right now, it was them the only two who mattered and existed. The angel kissed him hard on the lips again, moving her hands up and down the smooth muscle on his stomach an giving it a light squeeze. Her hands dropped lower until she reached the edge of his bottoms, digging her fingers under the fabric and pulling herself to her knees where she kneeled.

Fae smiled as she felt his body, memorizing every crevice, every dip and every muscle on his arms and chest. Her stomach dropped and created a great need in her, knowing that this time the two would not be disturbed. Fae kissed Daevion's collar bone before wrapping her arms around his neck and staring into his eyes. The angel began to lean back lightly, her arms supporting her weight as she lowered herself slowly onto the ground, her eyes filled with complete and utter love.

[E1Alpha]

Leaning back as the angel pulled off his shirt, Daevion let out a deep sigh, his skin twitching as her fingertips traced along his muscles, which were contracting rapidly at her touch. As her kisses traced over her body, Daevion's eyes opened up halfly, moving one hand down to caress along her spine. When her lips pressed onto his own again Daevion pressed his eyes shut again, placing a hand on the back of her head again, pressing her even more into the kiss. As her fingers slipped beneath the fabric of his pants, his hips could be felt twitching in response.
With her arms now finally hooked around his neck, he let her pull him down with her. Daevion soon helped the girl lay down onto the ground gently, moving up a bit to straddle her, while pressing his own chest down onto her own, his hands trailing down along her body as he locked his lips onto hers again, letting out a loving sigh as his eyes slid shut again.

As they were lying there, Daevion's hands began tracing down along her body further, down to her waist, as his hands could be felt finding the edge of the clothing she used to cover her lower body, grasping it and slowly pushing it down. Her most sacred parts would soon be within his reach, as when her clothing was finally pushed down, he'd let one of his hands trace up along her inner thighs again, moving up to find that target, and finally give the angel the pleasure he wanted to bring her so badly. With his one hand between her legs, the other moved up in between their bodies, to grope onto her breast gently, giving it a gentle and loving squeeze, before letting his fingers toy with her most sensitive peak once again.

[Volleyball]

The two were on the ground, with her arms still around the demon's neck. She felt his smooth chest press against hers, their bodies almost melting together like they belonged. Fae leaned her head back, feeling his fingers slide over her hip bones to the cloth covering her lower body. The angel let out a sigh as the cloth was removed, her body tingling where he lay his fingers onto her. She was completely exposed now, and the angel began to breathe heavier just a tad as she felt the demon trail his fingers along her legs. The angel let go of his neck, freeing his head. Sighing, the girl's shoulders finally lay on the ground, her body flat. Fae opened her mouth, her eyes shut loosely as a feeling filled her whole body. The girl's entire body was on fire from his touch, something the angel was addicted to. His hands trailed around her chest again, letting out a deep sigh with what the demon was doing.

The angel lifted her legs off the ground, wrapping them around Daevion gently. This pulled the angel closer to him, with no space left between them. Fae reached her head up and met his lips once more, pulling away and then laying back down onto the ground, her body feeling like it was in paradise.

[E1Alpha]

A little more than an hour later after the two had engaged in their love making, they would be still be by the rock formations. Daevion was only wearing his sorry excuse for a pair of pants as he rested back against the stone, letting out a happy sigh as he had one arm wrapped around the angel, pressing her against him gently as he leaned his head backwards, remaining with his eyes closed as he softly breathed in and out, his gaze once more turning to the angel again. "I love you so much..." Part of him still found it a bit alien to say that, but a much larger part of him agreed with those words, as he gently caressed the angel's arm.

[Volleyball]

Fae had her cloth top and pants on, the most ragged of the clothes she basically had. She was pressed against the demon, breathing in slowly and deeply, eyes closed gently. Fae had her head on his chest, her fingers lightly stroking his skin light as a feather. The girl let out a sigh, nodding as a smile rose to her face. "I love you too." She breathed, thinking about how at the beginning they were terrible, bitter opposite enemies and now they were so much more. Their journey was almost over, they just had to survive the last two circles. Then it would be just peace between them, out of this terrible place and back to where they have known. They could clean their bodies, their wounds would heal and it would be a totally different experience. Fae glanced up to see Daevion's calm, relaxed face, and the angel smiled in return.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion just kept on gazing at Fae, letting his fingers trail along her skin gently. He too was thinking back at how this all started, how they at first almost killed eachother. Every single scene played again in his head, but when the memoris of the eight circle came back, Daevion turned his gaze over his shoulder. He would be handicapped for all eternity. He had lost one of his wings. There was nothing more than a bone and flesh stump remaining. While he had already lost all feeling in it, it still hurt to know that the ability to fly was forever taken from him. His relaxed expression had turned into a disappointed one as he glanced to his other wing. While it still looked a bit mangled, it would eventually be able to fly again... if he still had its counter part. "I wonder if I'll ever be able to fly again..." He uttered quietly, before sighing as he looked down again. He did what had to be done. The way he looked at it, it was them, or his wing. As he looked down at the angel again, he was glad he choose to let his wing be the victim.

Before he was able to put more thought into it however, he was startled by a sudden screech, which caused the demon to instantly turn and spread his one wing, holding it over the angel as he looked up, a pair of gargoyles flying over them, into the deeper circles of hell. "We should get moving soon... The longer we stay here, the more chance we have at getting busted."

[Volleyball]

Fae stroked her fingers across his arms, nodding slowly as his sad speech filled her ears. It hurt to hear the rang of saddness and remorse in his voice, never to feel the wind through his face again. The freedom of flying is gone. She smiled up in reassurance; flying would be the least of their worries right now. At less the wasn't dead. "We'll figure something out, I'm sure." Fae promised, wrapping an arm around the demon into a tiny half embrace.

Suddenly the gargoyles screeched, and the angel jumped, surprised. The girl shook her head quickly, agreeing. Fae slipped on her ripped, torn and raggedy black jacket that she had, the sides completely torn from using it as bandages. "Lets go. We're going to have to really be careful here." The angel's voice shook from nerves, helping Daevion up to his feet. Taking a deep breath, she nodded at the demon, and took a few slow steps into the next circle. Fae walked almost pressed into Daevion, her heart racing from nerves about what his circle will look like.

[E1Alpha]

With Fae helping him up, Daevion reached over for his own clothing, putting his worn coat on, before reattaching his claws to his hands. Once they were ready, he wrapped one arm around Fae, holding her against him. It didn't take a genius to see that the angel had some fear to go into this, but she wasn't alone. Daevion wished they could just skip this circle and safeguard the angel's wellbeing. Part of his mind continue to linger back with the bliss they had just gone through, the sensation of the angel's body, the way she felt.
Shaking his head a bit, he tried to get his mind out of the clouds again, though a thought struck him. Many demons believed that when a woman ascend to angelic status, her innocence is restored, so he couldn't help but think about the fact that the angel might have let the demon take that innocence from her again. He wasn't sure if that rumor was true, for it might aswell have been the spilled hopes of a lust demon, but he didn't feel like it was his place to ask.

Staring straight ahead, he managed to clear his mind just enough as the two arrived at an opening in the bottom of the tower, an archway, decorated with statues of men, women and genders in between taking part in various vile and lustful actions. While some of the images did seem somewhat arousing, a couple of them causing the demon to imagine him and the angel doing them, there were plenty more that just crossed the line decency way too far for even him. This, combined with the continued sounds of both pain and pleasure simply made the demon's stomach churn. Looking down at the angel, stroked her arm a bit, before speaking up. "You ready for this?"

[Volleyball]

As the two approached the next circle, the angel held her breath and then released it a few moments later. Fae pressed herself closer to the demon, taking a glance at the entrance. She was stunned to what she was looking at, the detailed statuesque the angel's cheeks turn a slight shade of red. Sighing, her eyes glanced around the statues, all of them so vile. When the noises hit her ears the girl was stunned, trying to block out the loud screams that were displayed inside the circle. Fae glanced up at Daevion, meeting his gaze. The angel nodded slowly, taking a breath. "As ready as I'll ever be." She laughed a little tensely, taking a step forward with him at her side.

The angel wondered what would go on in this circle, wishing that it would not take a long time and drain their energy and or injure themselves. Fae sighed, hoping that nothing obscure would go on during this circle. All they had to clear this one am another and they were free. "We're almost tere." She breathed, saying to herself and the demon to calm herself down as they'd tripped Ito the grotesque circle.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion made sure to keep Fae pressed tightly against him as they walked, glancing about as the very walls of the tower were picturing more vile imagery than any sight in the previous circles. Every single object and desire of lust was present there, from the most innocent of games, to the most vile and putrid of fetishes.
The demon had to turn his head away occasionally to avoid just getting sick.

The two were soon to reach the entrance to a slowly winding staircase, which was obviously spiraling up into the tower. Sighing, the demon stepped a few steps onto the staircase. "Once we reach the end of these stairs... We will be free..." He looked down at the angel, before taking a deep breath as he proceded up again, keeping his eyes peeled for anything in sight.

They soon found the inner wall of the staircase turning a series of dark, metal bars, forming a large prison window, gazing down into a chamber. Unable to bite away his curiousity, the demon stopped to look into the room, his eyes widening, as before his very eyes, condemned souls were violated in ways unimaginable by the same kind of demon that had bothered the two of them on the ferry, and some beings even worse.
Shuddering, the demon turned his head away. "Ugh... Twisted things..."

[Volleyball]

Fae kept herself looking straight ahead, her eyes fearful of seeing anything that is quite disturbing. She gasped at the things the condemned did, it was terrible to watch. The angel followed the demon, carefully trying to zone out the screams and noises that filled her ears. This circle would be vile to be in, to watch and see with her own eyes. Fae stepped onto the staircase with Daevion, her head turning to look into the chamber that the demon curiously glanced into. Fae pushed her head around, getting a few of the creatures they met in the ferry. Eyes widening, Fae took in a sharp breath, remembering that these were the monsters she almost got killed over. The angel shook herself away from the demon sharply, wrapping her arms around her own sides as she remembered those brutal moments. She turned away from the chamber, stepping off to the side as Daevion finished looking at the condemned, disgusting creatures. "I'm sorry, I just can't will myself to look at them." She looked up with wide eyes, catching the demons glance. "Can we move on now?" Her body shook, biting her lip in nervous impatience.

[E1Alpha]

With Fae stepping away, Daevion blinked, though he couldn't blame him. He felt sick of the actions that happened down there, turning to Fae and walking up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Don't worry. Not wanting to look at these is anything but a crime." He threw a final glance behind him, before wrapping an arm around the angel's shoulders, planting a kiss on the side of her head. "Yeah, let's get out of here before anyone spots us."
With that, Daevion proceded up the stairs, holding Fae against him a bit as he made sure to get as much view on the steps ahead as possible, occasionally glancing back behind them, keeping his eyes away from any more windows aimed into the central chambers.

The stairway seemed to go on forever, but finally, a heavy steel door, decoratied by the same vile imagery as most of the tower, and a barred window stuck in it. As they stepped in front of the door, Daevion let go of Fae, stepping up to the window and peering inside, before turning his head in disgust once as pained screams of both men and women echoed from behind the door. "Great... A hallway filled with torture devices... In use..." Scratching his chin, Daevion peered back into the chamber, sighing. "We're gonna have to go through there if we want to get out..." He then stepped aside to free up the window. "I want you to already see what we'll be going through, just so you don't get startled when we enter..."

If Fae were to look inside, she's find a winding hallway, with the inner wall outfitted with turning wheels, upon which both men and women were bound, naked. Some had extremities, such as fingers, ears and other things cut off, while others were being barbecued alive over flaming coal, or drowned in boiling hot water, though they never seemed to die for some reason, suffering endlessly.

[Volleyball]

Fae pressed herself close to Daevion, holding her breath for short amounts of time and then releasing the air. This seemed to calm her churning nerves, this circle always had something around every corner to worry about. As the two of them climbed the almost endless stairs, the angel's legs and muscles ached from walking up and up. She watched with wide eyes and the demon peered over through the window, and when Daevion commented that they would have to go trough this place, Fae's stomach twisted. Nodding ever so slightly, Fae stood on her toes to peer through the window, the screams of the men and women being tortured filling her ears.

Fae took a sharp breath as she looked, seeing the people being tortured, naked. Fae almost let out a scream herself, looking at all of the decapitated body parts on the ground and the steam of hot water. "Oh my gosh..." Her voice whispered out. "We have to go through here?" She shook her head dropping we gaze from the window and glancing up to Daevion. Sighing, the angel fell into place against the demon again, resting her head on his chest while they stood. "If this is the only way to go, then I have no choice to go." Fae sighed out, looking up at Daevion to confirm that she was ready to go into the torture chamber. To keep her mind from thinking about the brutal images she just saw, Fae just thought about how the two of them were almost out and free. They would no longer be in here. Just a little while more to hang in there. "Lets go." She muttered a little louder, ready to make their way through this room.

[E1Alpha]

Sighing, Daevion leaned down to plant a kiss on Fae's lips gently, before letting her go as he pushed the door open silently, peering inside to make sure there were no succubi anywhere in sight. He held his remaining wing pulled in against his back closely, as if trying to be more stealthy. Once he noticed the coast was clear of demons, he headed on in, gesturing Fae to follow him, whispering over to her. "Keep your eyes on me. And don't let these poor fools distract you." With that, he began scurrying forward, quickly but silently, making sure to have a clean view of everything around every corner, occasionally glancing back to make sure Fae was still with him.

They would spend a good three minutes running through the hallway, with not a single demon in sight. Just an endless amount of torture devices. After running for a bit, Daevion gestured over to the a shadow-covered doorway, leading into some sort of small cabinet. He rushed into the cabinet and waited for Fae to come along aswell, bringing his wing up to act as a cloak as they stood in the shadows now. "You okay so far...?"

[Volleyball]

Fae let a small smile grow on her face as the demon quickly kissed her, and then she inhaled sharply when Daevion nudged the door open. "As ready as I'll ever be." She nodded firmly, following him into the hallway. The angel listened to the demon's instructions, carefully nodding her head that she understood. Focus on Daevion. Don't let anything distract her. Fae ran after Daevion, making sure that she didn't turn her head or gaze at anything that would frighten her too much. Her eyes were locked onto Daevion's, locked onto his face that she has kissed and touched so many times. Almost relaxed, the angel followed him through the hallway, the noises seemed to be zoned out from the girl's mind. Fae reached the cabinet with Daevion, and she followed him inside. When he hurdled them with his dark wing, the shadows fell over their faces. "I'm good so far, I'm great." She let out a shaky breath, her heart pounding from the running they just did. "I'm scare to know whats ahead, but we have to keep going." Fae parted her lips, letting out a tiny sigh as she caught her breath to prepare for nay other running they needed to do.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion smiled somewhat relieved at the fact that Fae was handling this so well, leaning forward to place a kiss on her forehead, before leaning his head back a moment. "I'm not sure what's ahead, but normally... We should be close to reaching the top of the tower. From there, we're gonna have to find a way to glide down from the tower, without getting swept up into the storm. I think that-..." He was interrupted as his sight suddenly dashed to the side, peering through one of the many rips in his wing, narrowing his eyes as he could hear the fiendish sound of Succubi voices. "Dammit..." He whispered, as two of the vile lust demons indeed stepped through the hallway together, sporting a very SM-styled outfit, aswell as a black leather whip, clearly sporting razorsharp, metal blades.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded along to Daevion's words, thinking about how they will get through the tower. When the angel saw the demon's eyes quickly shift to his side, Fae let out a gasp as she saw those two disgusting, vile creatures from the lust circle right in front of them. What they wore really disgusted the angel, and she carefully kept her eyes focused on the whips they held, she did not want to be striken with one of those. Fae glanced at the blood and tears oozing from Daevion's wings, and she stepping out right next to the demon, ready to fight if they needed. Fae remembered the dagger in her boot if they needed it, but she knew they would try to avoid any possible fight. "What do you two scums want?" The girl almost said cruelly, masking any fear.

[E1Alpha]

As the girl sought to step forward, Daevion rapidly reached out and covered her mouth, pulling her back in, whispering in her ear. "Shhh... I don't think they even notice us..." He made sure to keep his wing covering the two of them in the shadows they were hiding in. Although he naturally liked pressing Fae against him, he peered closely at the two succubi, before slowly letting go of Fae as the two succubi passed. "I don't want to risk them turning around and discovering us." With, Daevion quietly made his way out of the shadows, peering about, finding two of the many boiling hot pokers the succubi used to play with their toys. Holding one in each hand, he pressed his wing behind his back, using the sound of screams and cries to cover his footsteps as he snuck up behind the succubi, lighting his own hands ablaze to make the metal even hotter, before he rushed up behind both vile beings.
One of them turning around. "Hmm- Aaagh!" She was cut short, as Daevion thrust the burning hot metal rod forward, piering into her throat with surprising ease, letting her cries die out in a gurgling, blood filled noise. The other succubus was naturally alerted by this and rushed forward to try and take down Daevion, but Daevion responded by swinging the burning metal rod in an arch before him, ripping through the succubus' flesh, knock her down, wherafter he rammed the poker straight into her head, leaving a sizzling, bloodied, cracked skull.
Taking a deep breath, Daevion looked down at the dead daemonettes, before looking down at the blood that splurted all over him. It was yet another reminder to him. He was still, and always will be, a demon of rage and violence.

[Volleyball]

The girl nodded sharply, closing her mouth and staying still. She could feel her heart beating in her chest, the silence of the two was startling. Fae heard the creatures move about, and when Daevion sprang out at them the angel pulled back in surprise. The demon ruthlessly murdered the first monster, and blood spilled everywhere. The alert creature began to charge, and then the angel flinched when she heard the snap and crunch of a skull. Her eye were wide and sprayed blood splattered the angel's leg.

She stood silent as Daevion stood still and glared at his body. After a few moments Fae walked to his side, wrapping an arm around his waist, concerned. She got the blood on her and she wanted to flinch, but she took a breath and turned her head up to meet the Demond's gaze. "Are you alright? You've killed so many while we were here, and it bothers you now?" She said quietly, rubbing her hand that was around him in tiny circles right above his hip bone. "Do you wanna stay for awhile and calm down, or keep going?" Fae asked calmly, smiling reassuringly up at the demon.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion looked down at Fae as she came up to him, sighing as he looked at the bloody mess he just made, before shaking his head. "It's not killing these things that bothers me... It's the fact when I do so... I hardly even realize it... It's like I phase out while doing so... I don't remember what I am, who I am and what I value at that moment... Like what happened when I hurt you..." His eyes dropped to Fae, still regretting he had ever harmed her back there. He knew they should keep on moving, but he felt drained. "Fae... Why do you accept me...? What you see right here is proof of what I am... Monstrous killing machine... I hold no respect for life... And these claws..." He looked down at the weapons that were strapped to his wrists. "They carry with them so much blood and agony... of both demon and angel..." Never before had he hated what he was like he did now, and it tore at him on the inside.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded lightly as she let Daevion speak. She could feel the emotion in his voice, and the angel could feel her own heart breaking with his. "Why do I accept you?" She looked at him with wide eyes, and sighed. "What I see here is someone who they aren't." She stated clearly, looking at the demon straight up into his eyes. "The thing is you do have respect for life, yours and mine. I would've been dead long, long ago without you here with me. Even though you did hurt me, that wasn't you. That was...something strange that I've never seen before..." The angel sighed and thought about her words, knowing that he was a demon but he was the only reason she was alive. "I've seen your demonic side and I've seen your real, emotional, loving side. That's not known by many demons, is it? I know that your violent and it's just to keep us alive. When we're out, who knows what can happen. Anything can happen. When we are out of this...place, then we won't be fighting anymore." Fae turned her head and put it resting on Daevion's arm as she let her words sink into the demon.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion blinked, looking down at Fae somewhat surprised as she spoke, tears visibly welling up in his eyes, though he could be seen trying his best to hold them back. Her words both stung, aswell as they made him feel better. Part of him still couldn't comprehend why she felt this way about him, but in response, Daevion brought his arms up, slowly laying them around the angel as he dug his face down into her hair. "Fae..." He was thinking about what to say, before finally whispering out to her. "Thank you... for reminding me I have that other side..." Most demons lose themselves in rage, lust or any of the other sins. He knew he was going down that same road, were it not that Fae reminded him of what it feels like to love and be loved.

[Volleyball]

Fae saw tears well in the demon's eyes, and she frowned lightly, watching him struggle to hold them back. The angel realized what she said had really made a point to him, and Fae let him raise his arm and put his head in her hair. The girl stood there, putting a hand on his chest while Daevion spoke. She held onto the fabric around his chest, smiling as she nodded along to his words. "I'll always be here, there, somewhere with you. I won't let you leave me, okay? No matter what happens when we get out, I'm staying." Fae reminded him, using her words to calm him down and remind him that he will always have her. She smiled lightly, gripping on the fabric tighter. She did not want to let go of the demon, even though they are complete opposites, she would stay.

[E1Alpha]

Sighing, Daevion slowly let go of Fae, gazing down at the angel, bringing his hand up to her face, letting his fingertips trace along her jawline, before closing his eyes as he tilted his head backwards. "Alright then... Alright! Let's make sure that that somewhere is nowhere in here!" With somewhat renewed vigor, Daevion opened his eyes again and rushed ahead through the hall, running his hand along the spiralling hallways outer wall, before coming to a sudden stop, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath, gripping the wall a bit with his one hand. "For one last time, Fae... One last time, I will use this curse of mine..." He looked over to the side, looking at Fae. "I need you to stay with me through this... I need you to keep me under control... I don't want to lose what I have achieved now." He locked his eyes on Fae's one last time, before closing his eyes, taking in deep breaths, before exhaling again, steam actually emitting from his nostrils. Once he opened his eyes again, they had become two burning orbs of fire, his breathing rythem increasing as he seemed to try and focus his anger.

At a sudden point then, his hands erupted into demonic flames, aswell as flaming versions of his wings erupted from his back, one replacing the wing he had lost as he suddenly roared out, in the same manner as when he nearly killed Fae before.
His fists reared back, before one smashed into the stone wall, then the other, in a rapid succession, pounding away at the vulgar image covered wall, slowly but surely breaking away the stone. He fists caused the entire tower to shake and tremble.

[Volleyball]

Fae let his fingertips trace around her features, her eyes shut loosely. She opened them when the demon spoke, and the girl nodded sharply. "I'll always stay." The angel said firmly am shook her head as Daevion explained what he was going to do. The angel sighed when he said he was going to use his demonic rage, and the angel knew she had to be the one to coax him away from the evil as she had done before. "One last time." She mimicked, taking a step back to watch Daevion erupt into flames, and watching him rush towards the wall with such vigor the angel followed behind at a distance.

Fae watched as Daevion powerfully threw his fists at the wall, causing the rocks to tremble and crack. The entire tower shook, and Fae glanced upwards. Tiny rocks descended from the ceiling from the trembling, and the girl moved for awhile to avoid the falling pebbles. One or two was stuck in the girls hair am mangled wings, but she watched Daevion fearlessly hit at the wall. The angel could only think about how close they were to getting out. Fae held her breath and put a hand against the wall to steady herself, waiting for the wall to break completely through so she could coax the demon out of his violent state.

[E1Alpha]

A massive steel door at the far end of the hallway slammed open as Daevion was pounding away at the wall, causing his attention to divert, as a number of lust demons, aswell as demonic vanguards; large, mangled demonic soldiers made of part metal, part flesh. "There they are! Kill them!"
Daevion let a sadistic grin slip onto his face, the flames around his hands growing even fiercer. "You want to fight me? ... COME THEN!" He roared out, leaving the wall be as he charged forward towards two of the half metal beasts, his flaming blades digging into one of the warriors' chests, burning him from the inside out.
As he was charging, his form changed even further, slowly but surely becoming entirely coated in flame, seeming to transform into a full-fledged fire coated demon.

[Volleyball]

Fae heard the guards and lust demons shout at them, and the girl took in a breath as the wall crumpled to nothing. She sprinted to the opening, her hand on the edge of the wall waiting as Daevion charged at the creatures, burning them. She watched the flames dance and slowly they coated Daevion entirely, and Fae sharply inhaled at the sight of him. He was hard to look at, the flames were so bright. Fae could feel the hot flames licking at his body, and the demon creatures lay burnt and completely black from the scorching flames Daevion used on them. Fae was standing there in complete awe, not sure if she should worry about the demon or worry about how he was engulfed in flames. Fae raised her hand to say something, but her words were completely lost at her throat. The angel couldn't get her eyes off of the demon, never seeing and not knowing how to react to the complete covering of his body in flames. All she knew was that they had to get trough the door. With flames or without, Fae needed to stay by the demon's side.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion had now been completely covered by flame, roaring out as he ripped the top half of one of the lust demon's straight off of its lower body. The remaining demons fled back inside the door, slamming it shut as the demon punched into the door, though it didn't bunch. Taken over by pure rage, he roared and slashed at the door, before suddenly turning around, his flaming, furious eyes focused on Fae now, which soon followed by the flaming demon to let out a nearly bestial roar as he rushed over towards Fae now, the flames in his eyes spurred by pure bloodlust.

[Volleyball]

Fae saw the demon rush at her, and fear spewed through the girl's veins. She wanted to scream but she kept calm. She raised her voice as he ran at her, him engulfed in flames. "Youre charging at Fae now! It's the girl you've protected, you've hugged, you've kissed, and the girl you love. Don't hurt me. You're better than this! You're kind and caring! You're not evil!" She screamed at Daevion, hoping her words would have some power over his demonic side. She backed up as far as she could go, prepared to run and dash quickly out of the demon's reach. Fae watched him carefully, him coming at her as she dodged swiftly. "Daevion it's me, Fae. I love you. I'm in love with you, not the demonic you. The real you!" She shouted towards his flaming body, hoping that she could snap him out of his pure demonic power. The angel was fearful now, her heart beating at a quick pace. She inhaled sharply, not wanting to be scorched by the flames. "Snap out of it! Come on, Daevion it's Fae! It's me! You don't want to hurt me again! You don't want to kill me! I'm all that you have!" The angel screamed, her voice hoarse from her screaming over the crackling flames. "I am all that you have left!"

[E1Alpha]

Daevion actually began lashing out at Fae, though she managed to dodge under his attacks just barely. He continued to roar and snarl at her as his relentless assault continued, though deep within, he could faintly hear Fae's words get through to him. When Fae screamed that she was all he had left, the demonic appearance seemed to stop mid-attack, freezing in place, as if an internal struggle was going on. "N-no... I... am... in control!" The demon's arm would be twitching, though it pulled back, away from its target, as if invisible chains were pulling the flaming beast away from the angel. In between roars and snarls, he could be heard repeating the same lines. "I am... in control! I will not... hurt... her!"

[Volleyball]

The snarls filled up the angel's ears, and she hoped that some words got to him. She needed to get him back. The flames he was in had never been seen by her eyes, and Fae struggled to keep out of the way. Fae saw how the demon was in a battle with himself, a battle with his demonic side. She heard all of the struggles between the two inside one body and Fae kept repeating her words. "I'm all you have left! I'm everything you have! If you hurt me you'll never have anyone." She shouted, hoping that the more stern words would go farther to the demon. Fae stepped back again, getting out of reach from the demon while he struggled to get himself back.

[E1Alpha]

More and more, it would seem that Daevion was losing his inner struggle, the flames around his body lashing out around him furiously, before finally, he cried out. "I will not be controlled!" With that, a raging inferno was unleashed around Daevion, as the form of a larger demon, made up entirely of flames seemed to emerge from him, before it vanished through the hole in the wall Daevion had created. With that, the flames suddenly died out, leaving Daevion, who was smoking from his fiery transformation. Parts of his leather cloak were burned and singed by the raging flames. In an instant, the rage seemed to have subsided, as Daevion collapsed onto his knees, before falling face first onto the stone floor, his one wing laying down besides him, half covering him.

[Volleyball]

Fae saw Daevion struggle to gain control of himself again, and when he lit up larger, the angel took in another sharp breath. Then, with hope, the angel saw the flames subside and Daevion fall face first ino the ground. Fae let out a relieved sigh, walking over to the demon where she saw the burnt flesh and his clothes were burned also. Reaching out to roll the demon over, the angel quickly recoiled her hand away as his still warm flesh was too hot to touch. After a few moments Fae sighed and tried to roll the demon over, attempting to fold his wing back as comfortably as she could manage. The angel took a moment and pushed the demon on to his side, her hands tingling from the heat that radiated off of Daevion's body. Fae didn't roll him completely on his back, he pushed him to his side and Fae sat close to him, holding his frame up with hers. "You came back to me." She whispered, reaching her hand out to move a piece of hair away from his face. Her hands lingered there for a moment, then she pulled back from the warmth. "How are you feeling?" The angel asked nervously, hoping that his health was still fair after the flames. The angel saw all the burnt marks on his clothes, and she sighed of relief that he appeared to be okay. "We're almost done." Fae said quietly, hovering her head above the demon's ear.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion was barely conscious as Fae flipped him over. His flesh seemed to only be a bit blackened by the flames, but not really burned, although his clothes were worse for wear. His inherent resistance to fire as a demon seemed to have helped him there. As the angel questioned if he was alright, it actually took a fair moment for him to become aware of her question, before he finally answered with a shakey voice. "I'm feeling like crap... But I'm just happy you seem alright..." He opened his eyes a bit, gazing over at Fae just barely, before pushing himself up a bit more to sit up straight, looking down at himself. "I think... I lost my powers... thanks to what happened... My control over fire... My demonic rage... It's all gone..." For a moment, Daevion looked sad, though after slowly opening and closing his eyes once, he smiled, looking over at Fae again. "I'm not a true demon anymore..."
His voice rang with relief as he spoke, before he slowly looked around, looking at the door that his furious self had a number on. "Those demons won't be gone forever... We need to get out of here..." He then turned his attention to the hole in the wall he created, grunting as he forced himself up to his feet, stumbling over to the hole in the wall, leaning against the side of it. Gazing out ahead, one could see a dark castle, along a shadowy, gloomy looking area, resting high up on a cliff. "Limbo... The final circle... It's right there..." He then gazed down at the long drop down to the bottom of the tower of lust, aswell as the winding cliffs they'd have to travel along to reach Limbo. "If we had our wings, we could have flewn down from here..." He narrowed his eyes, pondering how to get the two of them safely out of the tower.

[Volleyball]

Fae watched the demon regain his strength slowly but surely, and she could see a large improvement over the course of a few moments. The angel nodded slowly, taking in his words. She heard the sad tone in his voice, but when he smiled and said he didn't appear to be a true demon anymore, Fae smiled just as large. Fae sighed, getting back to her feet, stretching her limbs. The angel glanced over to the gaping hole in the wall as well, almost breathless and speechless that this was their last circle to go through. The angel was surprised she even survived this long. Fae glanced down and saw the large fall towards the circle, and the angel suddenly wished her bent, mangled wings worked just for a few moments to lower themselves in. Glancing at Daevion and then the hole again, Fae pondered what to do about the hole. "Remember when we scaled the wall up? Is there a way to scale it down? But it really looks like a long climb down." The angel sighed, letting out a helpless breath. "You have one wing, and mine are mangled and torn and bones are broken. We could force one of my wings back into a somewhat decent position and we can try to slow our fall down using both of our wings together." Fae rambled on, suggesting any thought she could come up with. Fae knew the couldn't fly, but if they could slow a fall down it would be easy to be lowered into the circle. But with her bloodied, broken wings, the angel had second thoughts about how they would get down.

[E1Alpha]

After her first suggestion of climbing down, Daevion hardly continued to listen to the other suggestions she made. Instead, he peered down at the wall he'd have to scale down along, narrowing his eyes as he suddenly turned around and rushed over to the corpses of demons he left behind. "My claws won't be able to keep us in place on the wall to safely descend..." From the bloodied mess, he pulled out two sturdy shortswords, peering at them, before tapping them against the wall a bit, nodding as he rushed back to the large hole in the wall, peering down again, before looking at Fae. "Alright... We're gonna climb down... Same as last time. Hold on to me, and do not let go for any reason... And don't look down." With that, he turned around and crouched down, allowing the angel to climb onto his back.

After she was in place, he shook a bit to check if he held on tightly, before walking to the edge, peering down as he took a deep breath. "Here goes nothing... He then hopped over the edge, turning 180 degrees in mid air as he let the two of them fall down along the wall, while facing it. Arching his arms back, Daevion proceded to stab the blades he took into the crude, stone surface of the wall, causing them to scrape loudly over the surface, though they slowly began digging into the stone as the two rapidly descended, causing them to slow down every bit so slightly.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded slowly as she thought about how they were going to get down, and when Daevion said they would climb, the angel remembered the very first task they accomplished together in the very first circle. The angel wrapped her arms tightly around the demon, bringing her legs up and around Daevion too. She linked her fingers and made sure she was secure around the demon. Fae held her breath as the demon jumped over the edge. The angel held back her scream, knowing she's scream right into the Demond's ear and that would throw him off. The angel bit her lip as they fell, an their bodies jerked as Daevion smashed his blades into the rock wall. They skidded down quickly and Fae shut her eyes tightly, strengthening her grip on the demon. When they finally slowed, Fae kept her eyes closed and tried to ignore the burning, tingling feeling in her arms as they slowly lost feeling. The angel kep reminding hersel they would be at the bottom soon, and then she could stretch their arms. She felt the Demond's muscles through her grip, and the angel knew that Daevion could potentially be exhausted just like the last time.

[E1Alpha]

As they slowed down even further, Daevion turned his attention down to the ground, only to realise that he pulled them to a stop about five feet above the ground, blinking. "Okay... That was a bit too close for comfort... Guess I could have stabbed my blades into the stone sooner..." With that, he pulled his blades out and let himself drop the remaining distance, landing with a decent thud as they finally stood on solid ground again. Only now, Daevion could feel the burning sensation that was spreading through his arms after the burden they went through to slow their fall. Lowering himself, he let the angel climb off of him, before he stretched up again, grunting.
"Well... That went faster and easier than expected..." He spoke as he looked up at the hole in the tower they just left behind, before he slumped down against a nearby rock, tossing the spent blades asides, allowing his limbs some rest, while stretching out one arm, gesturing the angel to come and sit with him.

[Volleyball]

Fae held on to the demon, trying to not look down. It was hard knowing she was useless at this moment, but the angel sighed and watched as the demon descended themselves down the wall. The angel held her breath as Daevion jumped the last few feet, landing with a large thud. She felt him lower and Fae got off the Demond's back, letting him stretch out his tired frame. Fae watched Daevion slump over the wall, and grinning sorrily, Fae slumped next to the demon on the wall. She realized how long it's been since they've actually gotten to rest. It feels like ages they had always been up and going. The angel put her head on the demons shoulder lightly, letting out a sigh. "Relaxing feels really nice." Fae grinned, looking up at the exhausted demon. "We're almost out, too." She said, in a whisper that was filled with joy.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion wrapped his arm around the angel's shoulders as she settled down besides him, placing a kiss on her head, as he then nuzzled into her hair a bit. "Yes, we are indeed... Just one more circle..." Daevion lifted his head again, as he couldn't help but let his eyes run along Fae's body. Now that they were resting, his senses once more reminded him of the pleasure that the two had experienced, causing his cheeks to unconsciously tint a red color, letting the fingertips of his free hand run down along Fae's arm, down to her hand, before he gently slipped his fingers in between hers. "Almost out... Out to live our own lives... Free from these shackles of both hell and heaven..."

[Volleyball]

Fae smiled lightly as he out his arm around her body. The angel closed her eyes for a moment and opener them again, lightly placing a kiss on his shoulder. Fae saw his face grow red and here tinted a soft pink as well, and the angel sighed lightly. She listened to his words and entertwined her fingers in his, taking her thumb and running small circles around his hand. "I can't wait to be out. Imagine how great it is going to be." She smiled lightly, thinking about how they are almost out. The angel took in a breath, putting her head down onto his chest now, moving herself closer.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion let out a happy, shaky sigh, pulling in Fae a bit firmer as she shuffled closer to him, kissing her on the top of her head, before resting his cheek onto her head. "You think something like this has ever happened before? A demon and angel... trusting their life to one another like this...? Caring about eachother?" He gazed down at her, wondering wether they were the first to break the forbidden barrier between good and evil. He then blinked, gazing down at Fae's body again, his cheeks flushing again as he couldn't help ponder about something. "... And... would we... be able to really start a family...?" As he asked that, his free hand moved down to rest on Fae's stomach.

[Volleyball]

Fae let out a happy sigh, shifting her body to be more comfortable. She listened to his words and she nodded slightly. "Who knows if we're the first. I don't know, there could be more than we imagine." The angel breathed, thinking about angel relationships and how theirs was so different. When Daevion's hand went to rest on her stomach, Fae's body tingled. She nodded once and thought about his words. "I don't know why we wouldn't be ablent start a family... I'm sure it's never been done but I think... It's possible." She breathed again, her words light as she put her own hand on top of Daevion's where they both rested on her stomach. Fae thought about their life outside of this hell, where life could be able to almost be normal, the two of them having a family. "I'm sure it's possible, it really has to be." Fae concluded, happy about the thoughts of the future. She glanced at their hands, warm on her stomach, then up at the demon, sighing.

[E1Alpha]

The demon smiled as he listened to Fae, gazing down at her lovingly, his eyes locked onto hers, before moving his head down to press his lips onto Fae's, closing his eyes as he did so, moving his hand up from her stomach and wrapping his arm around Fae's body, pulling her against him rather firmly as he locked the two of them in a passionate kiss.
After a short while, he broke the kiss again, though his lips lingered close to Fae's, as his hand begun to caress her back. Silence was the only thing that followed, simply enjoying the feeling of having Fae in his embrace, before he looked down at his arm, flexing and stretching it a bit to test how they recovered after their descent. "We should move soon... The more I think about it, the more I look forward to getting out of here and dedicated my life to yours..."

[Volleyball]

When the demon's lips locked onto hers, Fae brought her hand up to cup the demon's face. All that was on her mind right now was Daevion, his lips soft yet firm on hers. The angel felt his hand slide down her back, holding her up. When the kiss broke, Fae kept her forehead on his, their lips hovering over eachother. She closed her eyes for a few moments and just breathed, hearing the Demond's response and responding with a shaky inhale and nod. Fae couldn't wait to be out of here, and they could then live their lives together, happily. "Whenever you are ready, I am ready too." Fae said quietly, turning her head to his ear and saying it quietly.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion let his eyes slide shut again as the angel whispered into his ear, before he just sat there, caressing her body, holding her pressed against him gently. Finally, after a little while, he nodded to himself. He was officially done with this place and he wanted out. Now.
Pushing himself up, he pulled Fae up along aswell, looking down at her. "One final struggle. Once this is over, we will be free." With that, he leaned down to place yet another kiss on the angel's lips, before he nodded to himself, moving on, towards the next and final circle: Limbo.

The way to Limbo was marked by a steep cliff, in which a staircase had been cut out, leading up to the final floor beneath Purgatory. At the edge of the cliff, a massive, ruined fortress could be seen. Narrowing his eyes, Daevion gazed up at it. "The palace of King Minos, the judge of the damned. Let's hope he's in a good mood, because last time I saw him, he flung me straight to the circle of violence." With that, Daevion began to slowly ascend the staircase, glancing over his shoulder every now and then to check if Fae was still behind him.

[Volleyball]

All Fae could think about was freedom when the demon tilted her head up once more and kissed her softly on the lips. The angel knew that after one more circle, everything they could ever dream of was waiting for them. Breathing in as their lips broke apart, the angel was pulled to her feet along with the demon. She stretched her legs for a moment and then followed Daeviom closely behind him to where the large staircase leading to Limbo was. Fae held her breath, following Daevion as her feet made no sound walking on the stairs. The angel saw Daevion glance back at her every now and then, and she'd give a faint smile letting him know she was with him. Fae almost pressed herself to the demon, realizing just now how exhausted she was. One more circle was all the angel could think about, and soon this would be all over. Fae sighed, thinking about the King Minos. "Is he our main obstacle?" The angel questioned, almost fearful.

[E1Alpha]

It took a while for Daevion to answer Fae's question, pondering if there was anything else. "Depending on how the gates of hell itself look after the entire battle... He might be. But you must remember... King Minos is no warrior or murderer. He's a judge. He's not a vile creature, but a servant of your god... He might be the first voice of reason we find in this forsaken pit." As they further climbed the the cliffside, Daevion took a moment to glance out towards the rings they have passed. For a moment he stood still, once remembering the horrors behind him, before he couldn't help but smirk that he was going to leave this all behind him, and attone for his sins by saving Fae.
Finally, he continued moving up again, until after a short while, the two would reach the ruined gate to what remains of the palace of King Minos, as they came up before it, Daevion reached down for Fae's hand, grasping it gently. "Let's hope he's in a good mood..." He smiled at Fae as he spoke, before he moved forward.

Inside the palace, most of the place was ruined, seeming close to collapsing. Dim torches lit the way, which was decorated with ruined murals of god and angels, aswell as the punishment of sinners. Daevion hardly paid heed to these images as the two neared an archway, that led straight to a large round chamber, the ceiling having already given away, revealing the dark abyss that loomed above the Inferno. Surrounding the chamber where eight portals, each one leading to every one of the circles they had passed: Lust, Gluttony, Greed, all the way down to Treachery. In the middle of the chamber, an elder man, dressed in black and white garments sat in a throne, with an old crown on top of his head. His pale glowed a pale blue, lacking pupils as they gazed up towards the two newcomers. With a low and wise voice, the man spoke up as he stared directly at the two. "Hmm... Violence... A denizen of one of the lower circles... You're a long way from home, but not as much as your companion..." The elder man than gazed at Fae, staring directly at her. "You have not fallen out of grace with the lord, atleast not since your entrance here, thus you are no fallen one... What business does one of god's favored have in the prisons of the damned? And more importantly, why do I feel your soul being intertwined with the beast next to you?" The man gave a quick glance at Daevion, who was about to speak up, but immediatly shut up after the glance, before glancing down at Fae, awaiting her answer, hoping she'd be able to convince the old king.

[Volleyball]

Fae gripped Daevion's hand reassuringly, taking in a breath as they two walked together towards the entrance and towards King Minos. The angel watched as she could see the circles right in front of her, memories coming back as she remembered what had happened in the past circles, good and bad. The angel took in a nervous breath, her stomach twisting as Daevion mentioned he was a servant of her god.

As the two approached the old king, Fae couldn't help but be surprised as she stared in his pupiless eyes. She listened carefully as the king analyzed the two. The angel almost flinched when he called Daevion a beast, and the girl nodded ever so slightly as the king had said she had not fallen out of grace from the time she spent absent in paradise. Catching Daevion opening his mouth and gazing down at her, Fae realized that this was their final time. Whatever she said would decide their fate. Inhaling slowly before answering, the angel spoke. "The war of Angels and demons has been going on. We were two unfortunate people to be trapped in a fissure with no way of getting out besides making through all the circles." She paused and recalled the painful memory of first falling in. "We were stuck. An angel and a demon, complete opposites, stuck together. He could of left me at the first sight of me. We were destined to be enemies." Fae took a look up at Daevion, wanting to press her body into his. "I would have been dead the first few seconds we were inside here, and yet, I didn't die because of him. Two destined enemies who wanted to kill eachother had kept eachother alive. He kept an angel alive. A child of god. Shouldn't he had resented me?" The angel pleaded out their case, letting her emotions take over her thoughts. "I would have died so many times in this place. But he kept me alive. He never let me get injured seriously. He devoted this time we shared in here to keep me alive." Fae sighed, watching the eyes of King Minos not change. "He could of left me. Left me by myself, but he didn't. He was always with me. Keeping me alive. Making sure I was okay." Feeling a little risky, Fae took a chance with her next few words. "I feel like god wanted him to protect me. God wanted this demon to keep one of his children safe. As a test, perhaps. To see of his sins could be forgiven. I'm alive, and he didn't fail this test from god." Fae raised her eyebrows, glancing at Daevion for confirmation in her words, wanting reassurance. Hopefully what the girl had just told the king would suffice and be enough to keep the two together, forever.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion simply gazed at Fae as she spoke, occasionally looking at King Minos. He felt his heart welling up at her words, actually squeezing Fae's hand gently whenever she looked at him, smiling.
When she was finished however, King Minos did not allow Daevion to say his part, for again, right as the demon wished the speak up, the old king began.

"So... You seek to tell me... that the creature besides you, which I have condemned for murder, bloodshed and senseless taking of life, has payed for his sins? Tell me girl... Have the actions of this demon, to save you, one servant of god, truly justified the scores of lifes he has taken and ruined in his lifetime? Does the score truly add up? I beg to differ." He aimed his hand at the various portals, leading to each of the circles. "The Inferno is no place wheren sinners have their sins absolved. Were that the case, then God would have sent them to Purgatory, to allow them to work their sins away. No, Inferno is for those that can never forgiven. It is for those, whose very lives aren't even enough to pay for the many others they ruined. What you ask of me, is to step in against the word of God, and allow this monster to run free. Tell me, girl... Would you step against the word of God to set this beast free? This beast... Who nearly killed you at atleast two occassions... And more importantly... Allowed your virgin body, granted upon you by God himself, to descend into Lust. Tell me, girl... Do you truly believe you have not fallen from grace? Was it not Lust that fueled your desire to be with him?" The king gazed at the angel, narrowing his eyes.

[Volleyball]

Fae sucked in a breath as King Minos kept talking. His reasons made no sense to her at this moment, and the angel almost cringed with what he said. "He has not taken me by lust as you think. Lust is a sin. He took me because of love. Love is a true feeling to all, and God shares love to everybody..." The angel challenged, taking a step closer to Daevion and putting am arm around his waist. "What he has done to me was out of pure love, not the opposite." Fae narrowed her eyes, not about ready to let King Minos decide their fate yet. "And though purity was restored to me, why would it sin against my lord? He was the one to create us, and recall that the first creations were...Naked? Told to reproduce?" She challenged again, knowing in her heart that when Daevion took her was justified. "We were in a war before this as well. If he was such a bad criminal, why would they let him fight? Where he could potentially escape the inferno? If he was that bad he would of been trapped forever." The angel almost scowled, knowing the demon next to her was truly not a bad person. "And he almost killed me twice, but he almost killed me by protecting me. Who do you think for him to snap out of it? He's the one that has realized what a mistake he has made. He is not bitter, but he has realized his sins because of me. God does offer forgiveness, you know." Fae calmly stated, her arm around Daevion growing tighter on him. "I have not fallen from grace for my actions. I have not sinned against my God. Why would it be the word against God by letting this changed beast free? He is a beast for no longer." Fae tilted her head lightly.

[E1Alpha]

King Minos simply gazed at the girl talking, before raising his hand up. "He is a beast no longer? Let's see him prove that then..." At that moment, King Minos snapped his fingers audibly, as flames begun to gather in between him and the angel and demon, slowly forming the silhouette of a person. Daevion blinked as he saw this and immediatly moved one arm in front of Fae to shield, before his eyes went wide with shock.

From the flames formed a apparition of violence, of rage. It was the demonic form that Daevion had transformed into in the tower of Lust, grinning. King Minos soon continued. "I was aware of your coming, because of this lost soul I found... Do you recognise it, demon? Do you see what lived inside you?"
Daevion snarled as he gazed at the shadow of his demonic being, which was just grinning at Daevion and Fae, mocking them. It was then the judge of the dead rose his hand again. "Kill the demon. Prove he is nothing. Prove he belongs here." It didn't the flaming beast a second to think about that as he rushed forward at blinding speed, Daevion immediatly turned around and grasped Fae, leaping with the both of them to cause the demon to strike nothing but air. It was then that Daevion pushed Fae away to the side of the room. "Hide behind those collumns. I don't want to risk losing you! Go!" With that, he turned towards the demon again snarling as he brought the metal claws attached on his wrists up in front of him, as the flaming beast came rushing to him, seeking to dig his flaming claws into Daevion.
Moving his weapons down to parry the attack, Daevion's eyes widened as the demon rapidly changed his attack and slashed him across the chest, sending Daevion stumbling to the side, as the clothes on his chest were ripped open and singed, blood dripping on the ground as he tried to stumble back onto his feet and prepared himself to block the next attack.

King Minos silently sat in his place and gazed at the two, just waiting for the demon to succumb to his fiery shadow.

[Volleyball]

Fae nodded at King Minos, taking a look at Daevion. When the room began to glow with fire, Fae saw the shock grow on Daevion's eyes. The angel flinched, remembering the memories associated with the burning silhouette. Fae was startled when King Minos said to kill Daevion. About to let out a protest, the flaming body lunging out and she was pushing aside by the force of the demon. Fae let out a scream, nodding as she quickly ran to the columns and stood behind one, peeking her head out to watch as the flaming body lunged at Daevion. Fae watched with large eyes, knowing what a skilled fighter Daevion is. The angel watched, her heart racing. King Minos looked unaffected from this moment, watching without any interest. When Daevion was stricken by the claws and blood flew, Fae opened her mouth and let out a shrill, terrified scream. Never in her time had he felt so useless at the moment, tears welling up in the girls eyes. They streamed down her face like translucent crystals, and she watched Daevion struggle to even move again. The angel could not stand the thought of losing the demon. "Daevion you can do this, I can't lose you!" She shouted, a crack in her voice from the tears that streaked her skin.

[E1Alpha]

Forced on the defense, Daevion blocked and parried every attack that he could, the flaming beast's unrelenting attack wearing him down rapidly. "Dammit! He's way too fast... I can't even counter..." The demon talked to himself inside his head, raising his claws to block another attack, but the sheer force of it sent him stumbling backwards. The next thing he could feel was a searing pain within his chest, as his opponent had shoved his burning claws straight through Daevion's ribcage. Coughing up blood, Daevion felt his strength draining out of his body.
King Minos slowly nodded as he snapped his fingers again, a crevice opening up in the stone floor, down in which one could see what laid hidden beneath King Minos' palace: A pool of holy water, the bane of any demon. "Dispose of him." The flaming beast grinned, as he proceded to punch, kick and lunge at Daevion, who was unable to counter any of it and just let it happen, stumbling furthern and further back, blood dripping onto the ground as his body just became more battered with every hit, his clothes reduced to nothing but torn and ripped shreds. He soon could feel his weight balancing on the edge of the crevice. He knew he couldn't beat the demon, so, he turned his eyes to Fae, holding his hand out to her, speaking up without voice: "Live... for... both of us..." A second later, Daevion coughed up more blood, as the flaming beast delivered the final blow, shoving his claws into the demon's chest again, this time piercing out of his back, before tossing the nearly dead demon into the crevice, sending him tumbling down into the holy water.

As soon as the splash of the water could be heard, King Minos nodded slowly. "He could not fight his inner demon... He was not strong enough... Therefor... He was undeserving of absolvement. His souls has now been purged from his body, as it will now be locked away, in the frozen prison of the circle of Treachery. This is his new punishment. He shall know eternal solitude in the cold of the fallen lord's presence." He then gazed over to Fae, narrowing his eyes. "Now... I ask you once more... Is your soul still worthy enough to bear those broken wings?"

[Volleyball]

Fae watched with pure agony as the demon was slowly defeated by himself. The angel could feel her heart shattering into tiny pieces as she watched, helplessly as Daevion was beaten close to death. When she caugh his eyes, the angel kept the picture of them, his face, his mouth that she's kissed so many times, and then she saw his lips move. "Live for us..." A wail pierced the air, the angel crying out again as a fresh stream of tears washed down her flushed face. She screamed as Daevion was pushed into the holy water. Fae crumpled to her knees, feeling weak and empty. She couldn't belive she just lost the person most important to her. The angel sobbed, her cried echoing in the corridor. She was hurt. Nothing would be the same. When King Minos spoke up, the angel opened her red and puffy eyes as he asked her why she deserves to be an angel still. "First of all, you just took away the person that's ever truly loved and meant something to me." Her voice cracked, desperate to see the demon's smiling face just one more time. "I have done nothing wrong here. I got trapped by mistake. Let me live on, for I have survived this hell. I am an angel." The angel wiped her tears on her arms, fighting back the urge to just crumple and cry for hours. "You've taken everything away from me so far. Don't take anything more away from me. I don't deserve it, because I survived. I still love. I still am heavenly." Fae said in a soft voice, pushing herself to stand again. Her hands shook violently, as she looked King Minos into his pale eyes. "My wings may be broken, but my angelic being isn't. My heart has been broken." She glanced toward the hole in the chamber, her body shaking and still in shock.

[E1Alpha]

King Minos narrowed his eyes at the girl, scoffing. "You're such a naïve girl. I'm afraid that this beast has corrupted your thoughts on this realm far too much to allow you to return. You shall not suffer a fate similar to his, but I will have to remove that what is left of your divine presence." He then turned his attention to the flaming demon. "Strip her of her wings." The fiery beast grinned, nodding as he marched over to Fae, his blazing eyes gazing down at her, a sadistic grin showing prominently. "Do not fight it, girl. My word is the will of God." With that, the demon reached out for the angel, eager to rip her wings straight out of her back.

However, a sudden blur of black and white passed in between the angel and fiery demon, after which the demon completely froze in place, before his hand slowly disconnected from his body, from a perfectly clean cut. A second after that, the demon roared out in anger, blaming the angel for his wound, as he rose his other hand to strike her down, before the blur returned yet again, slashing the demon across his chest as he went stumbling back.
King Minos' straightened himself in his seat, eyes wide. "What! You were supposed to have been vanquished forever!"

In another blur, a person rapidly moved in front of Fae, wearing remnants of black leather garments, wounded and severely bruised, and with a single demon's wing on the right side of his body. However, the odd thing was, that on the left side of his body, he bore an angel's wing. The being now standing before Fae sported a long, thin blade. "I may be a monster as you say it, but I've made a promise... And no sin... No demon or angel will stop me from keeping that promise..." With that, Daevion rushed forward, using his new wings to propel himself forward and slicing his fiery self to ribbons, which dissipated in nothing but ash and cinders, before he turned to King Minos, raising his blade towards the man. "Hah! Fool! You cannot kill me! I am an immortal being!" The king called out, grinning. Gripping his blade even firmer, Daevion's narrowed his eyes. "I never said I'd kill you... I was just going to make you suffer until you released us..." With that, the demon once more vanished into a blur, rushing back and forth along King Minos, who cried out as several cuts and slices appeared along his body, light erupting out of the wounds, before they slowly began to heal. "Agh! You cursed fiend! For that, both you and the girl will spend an eternity in the shadow of Satan!" Daevion simply stood there, looking at the king speak. "Wrong answer, granpa." With that, he moved in once more and sliced the man up even more, repeating this process whenever King Minos threatened to make the punishment even worse.

[Volleyball]

Fae scowled and took in a breath, her face red from tears. She couldn't believe that even after everything that happened, they still were the ones getting punished. Sent back, judged unfairly. Fae frowned when he was called naive, she just was heartbroken as she recalled Daevion's suffering. Her eyes widened in alarm as she was called undivine, and her wings must be tore. Defensively, Fae took a step back and unfurled her wings as much as she could, which wasn't much. Pain shot up her wings and she retreated, folding them back where the pain was bearable. The angel couldn't imagine not having her holy wings, a symbol of her divine lifestyle. As the flaming demon approached her, Fae let out a tiny scream. Fae was totally helpless and alone, but with nobody and no way to possibly defend herself from this demon. Fae closed her eyes tightly just as the flaming demon approached her, smirking. The angel felt a surge of terror, preparing herself for the worst as she suddenly saw a flash right before her eyes, and then the flaming hand fall off. What had happened? The angel felt her heart surge as she saw Daevion's injured face. She couldn't take her eyes off his wings, half demon and half...angel. Perfectly fixed. Fae felt herself smiling and happiness overtook her as the firey beast was destroyed. The angel felt herself heating up, and her eyes welled up again but the angel fought the urge to cry out. Fae watched in complete awe as the half demon kept swiping at the king. "Let us out. He destroyed himself. He is worthy." Fae shouted, her voice not cracking, but having a new found strength.

[E1Alpha]

King Minos was sliced up again and again, until finally, he cried out: "Enough! Please! I beg of you!" At the instant, Daevion stopped dead in his tracks, aiming his new blade at the judge of the dead, narrowing his eyes.
The king took a moment to regain and collect himself, before he gazed down at the two, glancing between both angel and demon, before letting his eyes slide shut. "Many demons have challenged me before... None was able to wound me... Why? Because their motives were greed... lust... anger... gluttony... treachery... But you... Every wound you gave me felt more real than the next... It has been millennia since my body was forced to endure such pain... That, together with the new wing you sport explains me one thing..." This was the first time then that King Minos slowly heaved himself out of his throne, before gesturing the angel over to join them, as he let seven images appears before him.
"The seven deadly sins of man... Lust, greed, gluttony, envy, wrath, pride, sloth... All humans possess these sins... But how much they let them control him determine where he spends his eternal life... It is impossible for mortal souls to achieve the goal of not having any of these sins... But what makes a true and pure soul... Is those that control and acknowledge their presence... When you came in here... Wrath, greed and envy fueled you... But now, I can sense all seven sins within you, in balance... And you are aware of them. That is what allowed you to live... Allowed you to come back from the holy water, as a being of true balance, neither angel nor demon, yet not a mortal either." He then gazed on at the angel, his eyes eyeing her over.
"Forgive me, child... Forgive me for the tears you shed here now, but as I said... What I did was the will of god... And being a direct servant of him... You must agree... that a condemned soul, evolving to become an embodiment of balance is truly his will..."

Turning to the side, the king marched over to an old archway, gazing at it. "Normally... An angel who finds her or himself trapped within the bowels of inferno, joins the fallen, or gets returned to the Lord. However... Your case is different... You did fall from grace, but in doing so, you unlocked a condemned's potential... And... You are not the first who followed that path..." Raising his hand, the archway opened up into a portal, revealing a verdant grassland. "The Elysium Fields of Erebus... The former world of the afterlife... These endless green plains are the reward to those who guide a soul to complete balance... The demon attoned for his crimes, and overcame his sins... The angel falls from grace, yet enlightens her fate by, saving a condemned's." He then turned to the two again. "This is how something between angel and demon comes to be... A unity of dark and light... When you surrendered yourselves to eachother... You gave in the sin of Lust... But... You also opened for something new... You opened the way for the beings that control the very balance of the world. You two are now called Daeva."
He gestured to Daevion. "The demon ascends to the title of Daeva Fortis... The strong protector... While the angel ascends to the title of Daeva Caria... The compassionate caretaker... This fate will allow you both, to leave the eternal war between God and Lucifer behind you, to form the balance that will always allow both sides to exist, for one cannot go on without the other. There can be shadow, where there is no light. And there can be no light, if there is no dark."
After his long preach, the king stepped aside, gesturing to the portal. "No God will aid you... or punish you... once you step in here... Simply because there is no need... You two will be free to live your balance how you please..."

Daevion simply stood there, taking it all in, gazing at the portal as he listened to King Minos, before looking at Fae, his eyes crying out to step through the portal, to live with Fae forever. "Fae..." He whispered quietly. He didn't know what she'd think of it, but he wished for her to accept this, to finally be together until the end of times.

[Volleyball]

Fae watched, mesmerized by Daevion's new look, his every love more powerful than the last. Her heart swelled with joy and hope when the king announced him to stop. The angel listened to the words a step away from the two of them, crossing her arms across her chest protectively. When King Minos beckoned her over, Fae took her place right next to Daevion instinctively. It felt good to have her partner next to her again. It felt like she was whole again. Fae nodded her head forgivingly towards the king as he apologized for her tears. She said no words, just a strong nod to acknowledge the mistake. Fae felt her heart sink when she was told she had fallen out of grace. Her lips turned to a frown, letting out a sigh. As King Minos continued, Fae pressed herself closer to Daevion, showing a faint smile towards him. She had saved this demon, and made him realize he was not a cruel demon.
As Fae heard their new fate, she felt her heart race in her chest. It seemed to good to be true. No wars, no demons or fighting, all peace and balance. Fae glanced through the portal and saw beautiful, endless green fields and her eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat. The angel looked at Daevion, who had the same reaction as her. She didn't know what to even say, it looked like a dream to her. She looked at Daevion as he whispered her name. Fae locked her hand onto his. "Forever, right?" She whispered back, locking her fingers into his. "Always." Fae whispered, looking into the depths of the portal and sucking in a breath. The angel looked back at the demon, and sucked In a breath. "I'm ready." Fae said firmly, finally being able to be in peace for eternity.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion let a smile slide onto his face, wrapping his arm around Fae as she pressed herself against him, nodding silently as he glanced over at the gateway again, before looking at King Minos. "This... This is no trick... Is it?"
The old king slowly shook his head truthfully. "I swear on the word of god, it is no trick. If it is, then may his wrath strike me down here and now." Raising an eyebrow, Daevion felt iffy about the man's statement, but then turned to the portal again, taking a deep breath. "Alright then..." He then looked down at Fae again, smiling at her. "Let's go... Our future awaits..." He looked at the portal again and stepped towards it, looking at Fae once more, before he'd step through, holding on to her hand through it all.

As if stepping out of a door, the two ended up in verdant green fields, the portal closing behind them. In the distance, there were vague images of beautiful, noble cottages, a perfect house where a family could be raised. Smiling at this sight, Daevion now glanced behind him at his wings, before blinking as his glanced at Fae's broken wings, feeling a bit of guilt well up inside him. Quickly turning his attention before him, he blinked, letting go of Fae's hand as he stepped forward, kneeling down by what seemed to be a runed, neatly cut stone, with a perfectly fitting opening in the top, made for a sword.

[Volleyball]

Fae grinned when Daevion pressed her closer to him, and she looked through the portal to see what will soon be their own peace of eternity. The angel didnt listen to the king anymore, just her heart sped up as they reached the portal. They could finally be safe and be together. As they steppe through the portal, Fae grasped Daevion's hand tightly. She almost let out a loud sigh as she saw the beautiful green fields and large cottages just in the distance. It was theirs for the taking. This perfect, little utopia where they could live. Fae caught Daevion grinning and she was finally completely happy for once. They could be together and start a family, just what they had hoped for. The angel saw Daevion kneel to the rock, and she also glanced down towards the perfect slit for a sword. "What is it?" Fae asked, still taking everything in.

[E1Alpha]

After glancing over at Fae real quick, Daevion finally turned his attention to the rock again, before unsheathing his blade. "Hmm... I think this thing is to prove our balance of light and dark..." He then looked over at Fae again, smiling, before jabbing the blade into the slit, forming a perfect fit.
For a few seconds, nothing happened, and Daevion stepped back next to Fae, looking at the sword, before scratching the back of his head. "Strange... I would that sworn that wou-..." He was cut short as the blade dispersed into a pure energy stream, swirling around the stone, as from thin air, a large victorian cottage formed, decorated by sigils and emblems of both hell and heaven.
The entire lightshow was done within a few seconds, as that formed location of the stone, now formed the front door to the new living space.
That wasn't the only thing that happened however, as the streams of energy also flowed over to Fae and Daevion, their clothes dispersing like the sword, leaving them stark naked for a few seconds, before soft silk and satin draped over them, creating new and noble looking clothing, leaving Daevion in a victorian version of the dark outfit he wore, the marks of hell being replaced by marks of balance, and his two wings extending from his back.
Fae was given the same treatment, her ragged and ripped clothing now replaced by a white, victorian dress, aswell as her wings being completely healed.

When all of it was over, Daevion looked down at himself, at the new, long jacket he sported, at the lack of his weapons and at his healed and renewed body. "Okay... Now that's what I call a fresh start..." He then glanced over at Fae, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he gazed at her, his voice seemingly vanished as his lips moved to speak, but no sound came forth.

[Volleyball]

Fae watched with wide eyes as Daevion stuck the sword into the stone slit. After waiting a few moments and nothing happening, Fae sighed as she looked up at Daevion standing next to her again. Then when the tiny light show began, the angel gasped happily as she watched the lights for a few mere moments and as the dispersed, a brand new house awaited them. She was breathless as she saw the front door was where the stone used to be. Everything was now falling into place, worth all of the pain and suffering they had endured for this moment. When the swirls of energy approached her body and spun off her clothes, the two were left completely naked and Fae could feel blood and head rising into her cheeks. Soon she could feel her wings stretch out, and the girl laughed with delight as she felt her wings no longer broken. She could feel the weight of brand new clothing on her body, a shining white dress. The angel smoothed it with her hands and glanced at Daevion, who looked so pure in his new white attire. Fae smiled with pure delight as she saw Daevion glance at her, his eyes widening. Fae looked away, shyly, before spreading out her wings and letting out a joyful sigh. Fae thought Daevion looked stunning in his new, bright clothes, and grinning, the girl spun in a circle, letting the folds and ruffles of the dress flare out as she spun. "What do you think?" Fae grinned, taking a step to Daevion and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a gentle embrace. "You look just as stunning." She said quietly, pulling away to glance at his face. "This place is ours..." Fae couldn't stop smiling, gesturing to the new home in front of them.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion couldn't help but smirk at the angel he had sworn to protect. "You look absolutely gorgeous." He nodded firmly to underline his statement, before blinking as Fae wrapped his arms around Daevion's neck, before smiling as he gently wrapped his arms around the angel's body aswell, pressing her close against him, before she pulled back again, looking at her wings for a moment, smiling at their restoration, before he turned his eyes to the house that now belonged to them. "Indeed... It is... But not just the two of us..." Daevion then turned his head to the angel again, moving a hand down onto her stomach. "This place is gorgeous... And perfect to raise a family... And I want you to be a part of that family..." Bringing his hand back up Fae's face, he let his thumb run along her cheek gently, before he'd lean down towards her to plant his lips onto hers, tilting his head gently to lock the two of them in a passionate kiss, which he kept on going for a few seconds.

When he finally pulled back, Daevion turned to look at the house again. "Well... How about we have a look at where we'll be allowed to remain until the end of times?" He didn't even wait for an answer from Fae as he slipped out of her embrace, grabbed her hand and took her up to the house, pushing the front door open, to reveal the interior of what many would dream of as a beautiful mansion, but just smaller. The interior was a mix between victorian and roman style, with plenty of open space to create a house where you can easily feel comfortable, and all that they need presented for them.
Daevion simply gazed around astounded, his jaw dropping slightly.

[Volleyball]

Fae grinned when he rested a hand on her stomach, the warmth of his hand caressing her through her dress. The angel nodded and closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about what the future holds for the two. His finger trailed along her cheek and the angel sighed, placing one of her hands on his hip bone while he leaned in to touch their lips together. When they broke apart, the angel nodded quickly. "I can't wait to see how beautiful our new home will be!" She almost couldn't retain her excitement as she intertwined her fingers with Daevion's as the pulled open the door and stepped into the home. Fae gasped and covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes staring at the beautiful home that would be perfect for their family and themselves. "This is more than I could of ever dreamed of." The angel let out a halt laugh, joy overtaking her thoughts. Fae saw Daevion's mouth open in astonishment, and Fae's eyes were widened at the sight of the beautiful home and the furniture. "Imagine everything that we'll ever need is here. We can fly now, fly anywhere we want... We can soar the skies together and raise our family, forever." The angel breathed, squeezing his fingers tightly.

[E1Alpha]

Daevion took a long moment to take in everything around them now. A few hours ago, they were still struggling to escape eternal torture, and now they stood in a peaceful and gorgeous house, for just the two of them. As the angel squeezed down on his hand, he couldn't help but return the gesture a bit, running his thumb along the back of her hand. "I would have never dared to dream about ever finding something as magnificent as this... to be my home." He then turned his attention down to Fae again, his eyes rolling down along her figure, smiling as he had to admit that the dress looked so much better on her than the ragged, dirt and blood-stained towels she was wearing down in that pit. "I have to say, though, the house still pales in comparison to how beautiful you look right now..." He smiled a bit cheesy, letting go of Fae's hand as he stepped in front of her and slipped his arms along her sides, placing them on her waist as he gazed down into her eyes, mesmerized. "I love you, Fae... I honestly do..."

[Volleyball]

Fae grinned when the squeezed her hand, the two just gazing out into the beautiful home. "It's more than I could ever ask for." Fae said quietly, her eyes wide and excited as the house was perfect for the two of them. Fae could feel her cheeks warm as she could feel Daeviom's eyes gazing at her, and when he turned in front of her and placed his hands on her waist, Fae smiled and looped her arms around his neck. His new suit made him look so stunning as well, and his two wings reminded her of how they got here in the first place. Smiling warmly, Fae then felt amazing, in her long dress that made her feel so much more beautiful. If Daevion had kissed and held the filthy and blood stained angel back down in the Inferno, Fae felt absolutely stunning standing in front of him. She locked their gazes together and Fae couldn't help but smile larger and feel her cheeks grow even more warmer. Hearing his words, the angel couldn't feel any happier. "I love you, Daevion. You're everything I'd ever need." She said, her gaze still locked onto his, smiling.

[E1Alpha]

Her words caressed his ears and heart, feeling his own cheeks actually turn a bit warmer themselves. As their gazes remained locked however, Daevion finally leaned down to plant his lips onto hers, letting out a soft sigh through his nose as he locked the two of them in a passionate kiss again, this time actually keeping it this way for a long time, while letting his hands explore along the sides of her body, drawing small circles on her hips with the tip of his fingers. He could feel his heart thumping against his chest, his wings actually extending to somewhat wrap around the two of them to further embrace his lovely angel.
Eventually, Daevion just pressed into the kiss even more, making some intention to try and turn it into an even more passionate french kiss as one of his hands trailed up to cup over Fae's cheek gently.

[Volleyball]

The angel smiled and touched her lips to his, keeping her arms wound tightly around the demon's neck. Fae felt his hands move to her hips, and feeling his hands rub circles on her make the angel smile and grow warm, and she pressed herself into Daevion, letting out a sigh as she parted her lips, begging for him. Fae felt his tongue poke into her mouth, and Fae kissed him back, the two so engaged with eachother. The angel moved her hands to spread into his hair, pulling at it lightly and twirling it around his fingers. She felt him move his hand to gently cup her cheek. She knew that his wings were flared out , circling the two, reminding herself of their first time truly loving down in the inferno. The memories made her body heat up, and Fae could feel her stomach pull and feel need for Daevion all over again. She kissed him for what seemed like forever, and forever was perfectly okay with the angel. Fae moved her hands to gently push under his jacket and shirt, pushing her hands under the fabric to lightly dance of his abdomen and chest with her feather-like touch. The angel felt his hard stomach, and she sighed again, pressing her hands into him as she kissed him.

[E1Alpha]

With the angel giving into him more, Daevion actually to gently push her backwards, until she was pressed against a wall, keeping her locked in his embrace. Surrendering himself completely to the kiss, he felt his skin twitch in response to the gentle touch of Fae's hands, which had slipped under the fabric of his shirt. In response to that, Daevion moved his hands over to the angel's shoulders, keeping their lips sealed onto eachother, as his hands moved over to slip a finger under each of the straps on her shoulders that were keeping her dress in place. Slowly, he'd try to pull the straps down and slip them over her shoulders, completely exposing her collar bone as he finally broke the kiss and moved his head down to place a loving kiss on her neck, before placing one on the aforementioned bone. He would try to slide her dress further down during it all, to the point where it fall down to her ankles, at which point he'd move his hands up along her body again, trailing his fingertips along her skin as he'd raise his head again to gaze deep into Fae's eyes. "I want you, Fae... I want you so badly..." Hardly even waiting for her response, he once more placed his lips onto hers, locking the two of them in yet another loving kiss.

[Volleyball]

Fae was being pushed by Daevion, and soon her bak was pressed up against a wall within the demon's embrace. Fae ran her fingers along his stomach, gently running circle along his abdomen and chest. When he broke the kiss and slipped her straps off, the angel lifted her head up so her head was facing the ceiling. Fae felt his lips and his warm breath on her neck, and when he moved to her collarbone and planted a kiss, the angel let out a sigh, removing her hands from underneath his shirt. She felt him slowly inch down her dress, and soon the beautiful fabric was pooled at her feet, and the angel felt sparks where Daevion trailed his fingers inch by inch up her body. She began pulling up the hem of his shirt, lifting it above his abdomen when Fae heard his words, and then their lips came together again, the angel kissed him for a little while and then broke their lips, for a few seconds she just breathed heavily and then sighed out, "I'm all yours, Daevion. I'm all yours." She breathed out, raising his shirt a little more.

[E1Alpha]

Hours had passed since the two had entered their new house. Fae's clothes laid spread over the floor down at the bottom of the stairs, while Daevion's laid around a majestic looking bed upstairs. In the bed, Daevion laid huddled up against Fae, an arm wrapped around her, completely bare as the two had just been making love in an almost lustful fashion for the duration of the night.
His desires satisfied for now, Daevion slowly stirred awake as the morning sun fell through one of the windows of the room, laying across the bed. Daevion's eyes opened up as he gazed silently at the angel next to him, smiling as he caressed her shoulder gently, before he'd simply pull himself against her further, letting his eyes slide shut again as he laid his angelic wing around her, like a protective cover.

[Volleyball]

With the morning sun peeking over her, Fae opened her eyes just a crack and then let out a light sigh and grin as Daevion covered her with his wing to protect her from the sun. The angel pressed herself closer to his body, putting her head onto his chest. Fae was smiling lazily, and she opened her eyes again to lightly look at his closed eyelids. Fae leaned up to place a small kiss onto Daevion's lips before she layed back down.

"Our forever just began, love." Fae murmured, her voice filled with sleep. The angel was ecstatic knowing that nothing will ever endanger them again. She was so happy that everythig they've been through bad happened. Everything was so precious to Fae. Now they had eternity together, and that made Fae smile even brighter. "I love you with my entire heart, Daevion." She said quietly into his ear, stroking a hand through his hair before she closed her eyes lightly again.

[E1Alpha]

As he couldn't help but crack a smile when he felt Fae's lips meet his again, simply nuzzling into her hand a bit as she ran it through his hair. "I love you double as much..." He felt like his compliment was a bit meager, but he was still too tired to care about that, so instead, he just ran his fingertips along Fae's exposed side, before laying his hand on her waist. "Actually... Our forever already began... At the same time as our family did..." He smiled, moving his hand to run along Fae's stomach, before moving it back up to her waist. They were at peace now. At peace to love and cherish eachother, and to finally fill in the desire they could not meet in their mortal lives: Starting a family.



The End

[Kris]

*Moves to HoF*