Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)
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				Title: <strong>Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>10-07-2009, 17:50:38</strong>
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				What was it like to feed off of joy? He'd never actually experienced it, for he'd first opened his eyes down below in Hell where all that surrounded him were other dark winged demons and suffering. Loki had been told that they survived by feeding off of the pain of humans and other creatures but he disliked this, it didn't seem right for some reason. Yet he didn't want to die either and apparently there was nothing else to eat.<br><br>So he was forced to do so but his soul cried out in protest as he fed, searching for some other way. There had to be something more to being a dark winged demon than what he knew currently and so he spied on the elders who held conferences in Hell. That was when he learned the truth about their situation and he had gone up to earth to see how humans lived, was it true that they had another emotion in them?<br><br>Which God and Lucifer could feed off of? Why could he not do the same? Loki hadn't managed to discover what he wished before other demons came up to seek out food sources and he attached himself with them so as to avoid attention. If he was the only one apart from them someone was bound to notice and report it and then Loki would get into trouble that he didn't want. It would be hard to explain. <br><br>He did recall a certain male though, who had looked at him before he'd descended into Hell again as if he'd wanted to follow him and Loki had paused. He'd actually let his eyes linger on the being that was an angel - which he didn't know at the time - and a slight smile came to his lips as he felt a pure presence surround the other. It felt nice, warm and safe. Loki wanted to wrap himself up in the other's arms.<br><br>A longing had come into his eyes and he'd tilted his head in the direction of Hell as though offering the other a chance to come with him. If he'd been a higher class of demon he would have known the other male was an angel, one of the white winged beings that were their enemy. But he wasn't. When the other didn't move, Loki felt a strange sense of disappointment and he'd slipped back into Hell with the others without looking back.<br><br>It was silly of him to think the human could have come with him, he shouldn't have even been able to see Loki. What had he been thinking? Later on, a few days later Loki was lounging in one of the coal rooms where a roaring fire was going on not too far away. And he found himself thinking about the human he had seen a few days ago, the man had been quite attractive and he wouldn't have minded staring at him all day long...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 03:38:15</strong>
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				<em>I'm not sure how long I have existed before I started to question what you are being taught. I never meant to lie to you. For the longest time, long before you were born I didn't know the truth myself. I have spent most of my time down on earth watching over you and other humans under my watch. I am not under God's attention or influence. In all my existence I have only met him once after I was brought into being.<br><br>Oh how I would love to tell you the long story, but I see my time is short. What I have learned my dearest human is this... Once upon a time, long long ago. Long before the birth of Jesus... There was no such place as hell, nor was there a creature called a demon. At this time there were two different races of angels those with white wings and those with black wings. All angels have responsibilities to keep the universe running. Some jobs require building, some maintaining and some destroying. These unsavory jobs of destroying were done by the black winged angels because their wings did not show the stain of their ill task. They were only happy to do these tasks because they needed to be done, but it tormented them. Over time the appreciation for their sacrifice began to wain and they were taken for granted. When Lucifer spoke to God about this and demanded a higher payment for these tasks God got angry because he didn't want to share his power and bounty. See angels and gods feed of the essences of people. Some on laughter and joy... some on suffering. Only god and Lucifer could feed off both. The rest... included dark winged angels feed of joy... at least at first.<br><br>A war ensued... a long war that I was too young to witness. But we all know how it turned out. Lucifer and the dark winged angels lost and were forced to live below the earth. The dark winged angels were completely cut off from joy and suffered greatly from starvation. To save their lives Lucifer feed them from the pain of humans until they could do it themselves. Now God would have you believe that these dark winged angels (now know an demons) are heartless, soulless beings with out mercy or the capability of love. I will admit that they are a hardened, dangerous bunch... But on earth a week ago I saw one before he slipped back into hell... there was compassion in his eyes a depth of soul that I had never seen in a Demon before. I could have, should have went in the portal after him... I knew he saw me... I knew he waited, but I was too afraid. Now I will find my own way in and I will know the truth.<br><br>Please know that even though I leave by choice it has saddened my heart to do so.<br><br>Your angel,<br>Rachmiel</em><br><br>The writing on the lined notebook paper was pretty calligraphy. The color purple because it was the girl's favorite color. He often sat in the room watching over the tiny figure so that she would sleep soundly. The girl lived in a neighborhood filled with crime and scary people. Rachmiel even though she could feel the demons as they encouraged people to commit wrongs and hurt each other. Though it was horrible of them to do it, the white winged angel had to wonder how the demons could do their job if they gather the energy to keep them going. No it was not the dark winged angel's fault. It was the cycle of life they needed to survive. <br><br>"Keep dreaming of me little one." Rachmiel held his long blond hair back as he kissed the sleeping girl's forehead, passing peace from his lips to her mind. The he left the room, phasing through the wall until he was outside. He doubted Heaven would miss him for a while. It had been a week since he had locked eyes with the demon. Those dark almond shaped eyes soulful and pleading. How could one be with out compassion with eyes such as those... to beg companionship. You must have compassion to want, need companionship. <br><br>The demon had waited silently, beckoning, but Rachmiel had been afraid. But it had not left his mind this past week. He had plenty of time to think watching over resting children. If the demon's could not feed off of joy, but only pain then how could one judge them harshly for causing pain so they could exist. Despite being ejected from heaven the dark winged ones had not stopped doing the foul tasks that would get white wings dirty. So where they truly bad, could they be held responsible for being so or was it the one who gave them no choice but to live the lives they lead... was god responsible for the sins of devils and man...<br><br>He had been told that demons where big and scary. Some of them are its true, but this one...t he one who called to him with out words was just as small and beautiful as Rachmiel himself was. They were almost inverse images Rachmiel had blond hair blue eyes and a fair complexion. The other black hair, dark eyes and a golden complexion. But both of them were delicate in looks... what humans would call pretty. The angel could not stop thinking about him.<br><br>So he waited in the shadows, wings folded behind him so that they did not show. A cape of shadow hiding his blond hair so that it did not attract attention. The next shift of gather's came some delivered disease, some vice, some hatred, some hopelessness. In truth Rachmiel did not notice all their methods, but when they came out and the gate was open he slipped into it not realizing the future consequences of his actions.<br><br>1) The angel of love was now in hell&nbsp; <br>2) Pain of humans is a tasty treat, but the pain of angels is even more sweet<br>3) Since there is no joy in hell, he cannot feed and will fade<br>4) He has given himself into Lucifer's control and could launch other attempt to see dark wings in heaven
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 18:38:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/dracour/LokiPictureBest-1.jpg?t=1247938233)</div>It was rather calming to sit and think by the roaring fire for it took Loki's mind away from the place that had become known by others as Hell. There were no fiery flames and not pit of despair in the place though, yes there was suffering and pain but that was only from those they fed upon since they were unable to feed off of joy due to God. For he had made sure the dark winged angels were banned from such pleasure.<br><br>Really, it seemed as though God was the one that hid evil within, not Lucifer and those who followed his lead, all the latter had wanted was a chance to be on equal footing with the white winged angels. Those beings that had begun to take the dark winged ones for granted, no one liked to be trampled upon as though they meant nothing and everything they did was not appreciated because it was <em>expected</em>.<br><br>All Lucifer had wanted for the dark winged angels was respect from the white winged ones and yet God had not given in to his request which turned to demands and then to outright war which unfortunately Lucifer had lost. God made up some story about how Lucifer had turned on him and spread lies and rumors about the worst possible things when Lucifer had never said those things at all and he felt betrayed by God.<br><br>Perhaps it was better that they separated. God tried to make the dark winged angels die after they had fallen by stripping them of the right and ability to feed from the joy of humans. Lucifer had once more defied him and introduced his fellow dark winged angels to the idea of feeding from the suffering and pain from others so that they could survive. The only thing that God had not been able to take away was the right Lucifer had.<br><br>But Lucifer would not drink from the joy of humans, not when his followers could not for it made him feel guilty. Ever since then even though Lucifer could continue the way he had always been, feeding from the pain and joy of humans, he had never fed from joy again. He swore not to until the day that God submitted to his demands and let his dark winged angels feed from joy once more, to reclaim their right alongside the white winged ones.<br><br>Loki did not know the entire story though, only Lucifer did and he had not shared in complete detail what he knew or remembered, preferring to take care of his 'family' himself and to care for them as best he could. At the moment, Loki only knew what he had overheard by the others who had lived longer than he had and he didn't quite know what to make of it. All he knew was that it was possible for them to feed off of joy as well as pain and suffering.<br><br>What was this joy? Why had he not heard of it before as a substance that could be consumed? His questions had not been answered and he pondered this as he lay before the fire and closed his eyes, waiting for revelation to strike him. For surely it must since he was a religious angel - Lucifer preferred to call himself and the others dark winged angels or dark angels and not the cruel word God and the others had developed instead for them.<br><br>Demons sounded so dark and evil and that was everything they were trying not to become. It wasn't fair for God and the others to make them out to be the ones to be feared, they weren't the evil ones, they weren't the bad guys. They were just trying to make sure they weren't taken for granted, that was all. That was all that it had started out as but now God and the others had taken it one step further by calling them demons.<br><br>Elsewhere, Mick - a man with short dark hair and deep brown eyes - one of Loki's few close friends, was returning from a trip up on Earth when he almost ran into Rachmiel. "Oh damn, sorry man. Didn't see you there." He exclaimed in a southern accent as he reached up to tip the brim of his hat, only to find that it wasn't there and he chuckled lightly, shaking his head. "Looks like I left m'hat downstairs. Damn."<br><br>Mick let his eyes flicker over Rachmiel, his brow furrowing a bit as he gazed at the pure-hearted angel that stood before him. There was something a bit strange about this one, a bit off as though he didn't quite belong here and yet he wasn't a human that much he could tell for a human would have looked a bit more nervous or scared or even confused. But Rachmiel didn't have any of those looks about him.<br><br>It seemed as though he had a purpose and was looking for something in particular. Mick looked at him a bit more and then realization hit him. "Oh shit! Are you an angel? I mean not one of us but one of those damned pure ones?" He exclaimed and peered closer at him, not thinking about personal space at all for that was nonexistent down here in Hell. It was obvious that he was a bit more powerful or at least more <em>aware</em> than Loki.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 01:43:46</strong>
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				There really were no secrets in hell. It was just the facts of the war were so old that they were no longer talked about unless it was questioned directly. Unlike heaven questions where not censured in hell, self thinking was encouraged. If you didn't like your job then you could ask for a new one... with in reason of course... if you wanted to grow crops you were simply out of luck. It was some dark angel's job's to destroy crops or the land that was supposed to grow them. Free will wasn't a double bladed choice. There was no choose god or be damned... your choice... those here were already damned, even the ones born after the war.<br><br>Of course Loki was not the only one unaware. Rachmiel was only beginning to learn and did not know the extent of how the universe worked. Like one of the things he didn't know that that the inhabits of hell still considered themselves to be angels. He had to admit that he expected the place to be full of burning pits and screams but there was none of this. If fact it wasn't that much different from heaven, just a little warmer because it shared the same physical space with the core of the earth. Then again there were 9 levels just as there was in heaven. <br><br>He was too busy looking around when someone ran into him from behind with enough force to almost knock his small frame over. So unaccustomed was he of danger that he didn't know to run. He just looked at the demon in shock. Its ok. No harm done. A smile appeared on his full lips as he tried to look friendly, hoping that the man would continue on his way. Rachmiel had not had enough time to look around yet. <br><br>Then the dark angel accused him of being an angel... a 'pure' one... no a 'damned pure' one. No... no... I'm not damned. As the demon stepped forward he stepped back until his back hit a wall. Just an angel like you. His wings were away, but he had no idea that his essence was completely different... like humans wearing a different cologne. This was definitely unexpected. He had no idea that he would be caught so quickly or a plan to handle getting caught. He had never even watched a humans fight on earth, not that he wished he had.<br><br>(http://i623.photobucket.com/albums/tt317/in_the_dark_photos/Male/blond%20hair/th_Jonne_Aaron.jpg) (http://s623.photobucket.com/albums/tt317/in_the_dark_photos/Male/blond%20hair/?action=view&amp;current=Jonne_Aaron.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 02:46:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/dracour/lokilavaske-1-1.jpg)</div>The current level they were on was the closest to the Earth's surface. If Rachmiel continued to go downward until he reached the core of the Earth, he would discover that the last level did resemble the vision of Hell that everyone associated with it. However, that level was not something which the dark winged angels were proud of for it spoke of despair, pain and suffering and added more darkness to their already tortured souls. If they even had souls any more. It was a sad thing to be cast out of Heaven simply for wanting respect for what they did to help the others up there.<br><br>No one liked to be taken for granted. Anyone who said differently would be lying. Mick had been cruising around up top trying to find people to torment and torture since that was how the dark winged angels survived. Sometimes he found someone that he brought down with him but those were few and far between. This time he didn't have anyone with him which was a good thing since he had run into Rachmiel for it would have been a bit awkward if he'd run into him and said what he had. Mick was actually quite interested in the pure white winged angels above.<br><br>He'd always wanted to meet one and now he had one standing directly in front of him. Hell, he'd bumped into him! It was downright exciting and Mick laughed when Rachmiel took his words at face value which was kind of sweet and cute, everyone down here got the joke right away. Only a white winged angel would not see the sarcasm in his words which was part of why they were so attractive to them down here. Mick raised a brow when Rachmiel next tried to deny who he really was and he shook his head at the other. "Don't worry. I won't tell."<br><br>Mick said with a wink as he watched Rachmiel back away from him until his back the wall behind him. He sauntered closer to Rachmiel. "But I do hope that you wouldn't mind giving me a little sex in return." The dark winged angel said with a grin and his eyes sparkled with desire for he had never taken a white winged angel before and never dreamed he would. But now it was within his grasp. "I can smell you, don't try to deny it. You smell amazing." Mick murmured as he closed his eyes somewhat, enjoying the scent of fear and pureness coming in waves from Rachmiel.<br><br>He couldn't feel any joy or satisfaction but he could sense the fear which could lead to anger and pain and suffering which he <em>could</em> drink up. Mick didn't intend to hurt the beautiful angel before him but he did want to see what it would be like with Rachmiel and he wanted him one way or another. He closed the short distance between them and ran his hands up Rachmiel's bare arms as he stroked up and down the skin he found there and purred in the back of his throat his appreciation for what he had found. Oh yes, he wanted this white winged angel.
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 02:08:10</strong>
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				Being frightened was an entirely new experience. Rachmiel wasn't even certain that what he was feeling, but his heart speed up and there was pounding in his ears. He wanted to run, but the demon was so close there was no certainty if he would make it and the last thing he wanted was for the man go get angry and alert more of the dark winged angels that he was there. <br><br>Sex? No, no. He said softly, shaking his head. His gentle blue eyes where filled with nervousness. His white teeth sank into his full lower lip. I cannot have sex, I have not ascended yet. The man did not seem to be listening. Because he told Rachmiel that he smelled&nbsp; amazing. The blond angel closed his blue eyes and inhaled deeply, his expanding chest just barely brushing that of the larger demon. "Thh..Thanks, so do you, but..." The demon did smell good, seductively so like a spicy muck. The very core of his being felt a little weak. "I am looking for someone. I just wanted to find him." He turned his blue eyes up to the demon and they shined brightly with innocence. This angel had never had sex... had never felt pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 16:09:51</strong>
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				Mick chuckled when Rachmiel tried to protest against having sex and he raised an eyebrow in the white-winged one's direction. It seemed as though this angel was quite pure, even mere talk of sex had this one stammering. Mick thought it somewhat cute though and reached out to tip Rachmiel's chin upward.<br><br>He leaned forward, seeming as though he were going to kiss Rachmiel. But instead, he merely whispered into his ear, his soft lips barely touching the skin there and making it quite seductive. For a pure angel like Rachmiel it would probably be quite enticing. "So we have a virgin here. Lovely. I'll start you off easy with just a kiss. We can progress after that."<br><br>Mick said with a grin, and quicker than the speed of light he closed the short distance between them which wasn't too much at all. Then, his lips were upon the white-winged angel's and Mick was kissing Rachmiel and quite enjoying it. The kiss lasted for what seemed like an eternity and then Mick pulled away with a playful smile.<br><br>He wished to see how Rachmiel reacted. Would he like it? Or hate it? Mick's eyes sparkled at Rachmiel's next words. "You're in luck, I am someone and you have found me. Congratulations!" Mick said with a grin and leaned forward once more to kiss Rachmiel, hoping the other would not pull away from him.
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				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 22:58:38</strong>
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				Rachmiel wished he could just vanish. With a human he could appear and disappear at will, but the demon was from the same plane. There was no way he could fool the being with glamor. As much as he didn't want to admit, he was curious. The demon smelled so wonderful, his voice seductive as his breath played cross his ear along with the lightest caresses that the angel had ever known... all from a demon's lips. <br><br>The kiss took the blond haired angel by surprise. For the longest moment he did not respond, bu the warmth of the demon's body pressing into his, the musky scent of the creature's body and very talented lips eventually coaxed him into submission. He whimpered and moved his lips back, but not enough to fight against the onslaught that was taking his mouth. Finally the dark eyed demon took a break to offer himself as the one Rachmiel was looking for, but the blue eyed angel shook his head and tried to dunk under the demon's arm. No. He had longer hair, yellower skin. He wondered if god would forgive him for being kissed... the fact that he entered hell without permission didn't even cross his mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 01:17:33</strong>
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				Mick could tell that Rachmiel was getting a bit nervous but he liked that. The dark winged angel had not known joy for quite some time, the closest he'd come was pleasure and that was from pain. He wondered what Rachmiel would feel when he raped him and tilted his head to the side, thinking about it.<br><br>It wasn't every day that one of the white winged angels descended from heaven and came to Hell. In fact, Mick couldn't recall it ever having happened before and he was about to feel up Rachmiel when the other spoke again. Mick raised an eyebrow at Rachmiel's words.<br><br>"That sounds like a lot of our members. Would you know this guy if you saw him again?" He asked, now curious as to who this angel had seen and developed an interest in. If they couldn't find this 'being' whom Rachmiel spoke of Mick would drag the angel off with him to have a little fun with the angel regardless of his protests.<br><br>In the end Rachmiel would like it. They all did. And there wouldn't be a chance for Rachmiel to escape either for once he'd taken him deeper into Hell he couldn't find his way out again. Not unless he became a dark winged angel. Then there was no point in escaping for what would he escape to?<br><br>Dark winged angels weren't allowed up in heaven anymore. "Let's go find this guy of yours." Mick said and slung an arm around his shoulder and neck as he firmly led him away with him, licking his lips as he tasted a hint of white winged angel juice on his lips. Mhm, angels from above surely tasted good! <br><br>Meanwhile Loki had left the security of his room with the roaring fireplace and ventured out into Hell itself. He wanted to see that human he'd seen earlier up in the real world and so he set off to rise to the surface in the hope that he would find the male. Loki thought perhaps he might find him once more.<br><br>If he went to the same general area perhaps the human would return to that spot. It was something to go on even if he had no idea where to search for the male.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:40:47</strong>
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				Had Rachmiel been able to read Mick's mind then he would have been more than nervous, he would have been terrified. Even beyond being an angel, just by his exclusive nature he could not imagine hurting another individual or even conceive that others would hurt him. However he did still feel odd about the pushy demon, though he could not explain it. "Of course I would know him." The angel answered politely though it was a ludicrous question. Angels could not forget. He did not have any memories of the great war because he did not exist, but the ones who were did not like questions. <br><br>The arm around his shoulder wasn't very heavy yet he tried to shrink away from it. At this moment he wasn't sure what to do, but if the demon was going to be nice to him, he couldn't be rude could he? Thank you for your assistance. But I hate to take up your time. The way that strong arm was draped around him it was hard to turn his head and see the surrounding area. It looked much like the city above, but this was hell. Any demon strong enough could change the way it looked. He was afraid if he left that he would not find his way to the surface. "I can find him on my own or go home." His fear had to be tangible to the black winged angel. Had he not felt so out of place the spicy musk of the angel would have been most appealing, but he was not in the frame of mind to succumb to that temptation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 19:17:26</strong>
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				It wasn't as though Mick intended to be evil, he just tended to get a bit overexcited when he discovered new things and he'd always been like that. If Rachmiel had merely been another of their numbers - the dark winged angels - Mick would have been carefree and possibly courteous. Depending upon his mood. However, Rachmiel was new to Hell and didn't belong here and that was what made him so enticing and Mick couldn't restrain himself.<br><br>He <em>wanted</em> the pure winged one, he wished to hear his cries of pain resound throughout the depths of Hell and he would taste his body for his own pleasure. Sooner or later if Rachmiel remained underground he would waste and wither away into nothing and would be reborn with dark wings, thus sealing his fate. So Mick wasn't wasting any time. He would have Rachmiel before he turned into nothing special since those that were special tasted better anyway.<br><br>Rachmiel's answer was obvious, Mick knew that angels never forgot anything but he'd simply wanted to hear the pure winged one's voice again. Raising a brow when the other tried to shrug away from his touch, Mick took his hand away to make Rachmiel feel more at ease. "Oh it's no problem. I was just meandering about anyway. Don't really have much to do down here." Mick said with a shrug, fending off Rachmiel's weak attempt to escape from his presence.<br><br>Talk turned to having Rachmiel find him on his own or going back home and Mick stopped rather abruptly. "You don't trust me, do you? You're probably smart." He said with a chuckle and then launched himself upon Rachmiel, attempting to tackle him down onto the ground of Hell. "C'mon, give me a taste. Just a little taste, you won't find your way back up and you're gonna become one of us anyway. I want a taste before you wither up!"<br><br>Mick exclaimed and raised his hand, intending to strike Rachmiel across the face to make him cooperate. But his hand never came down for someone had grabbed his wrist and Mick let out a yelp when the figure crushed his wrist and flung him aside, hard enough so that he crashed against the cave wall. Loki stepped up to take Mick's place as he glared over at the unconscious Mick, one of his few close friends down in Hell.<br><br>He cared for Mick and knew his bad habits and could forgive him for most anything but not for trying to rape Rachmiel. Loki knew Mick would recover anywhere from within five minutes to an hour and he turned his attention back to Rachmiel as he let his eyes linger on him. "What are you?" He asked, for he knew now that Rachmiel was not a human for he didn't have the scent about him. But what else could he be?<br><br>Loki still could not smell the pure winged angel scent about him for some reason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>16-08-2009, 16:20:53</strong>
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				That he would die down here was something that Rachmiel had never thought about. It definitely wasn't on his mind at the moment. Of course he knew enough to have figured it out, but becoming one of them... to be reborn was nothing that any of the angels in heaven could have told him. "Trust you? sure I do." He didn't sound convinced though angel's usually didn't lie. He had no reason not to trust Mickn. But that was ruined a second later when the demon shoved the blond haired angel down to the ground and came to rest on top of him. "Please don't..." He flinched and turned his beautiful face to wait for the strike. He couldn't even raise his hands because they were trapped by his side. Strangely he didn't struggle because that would have been a form of fighting and he didn't have it in him. Perhaps this was just punishment for the sin he had committed by coming down here... by daring to question the reason and justness of God's own actions.<br><br>But then the weight was gone. Rachmiel watched the demon crash into the stone wall at which he had been looking and wondered for too many moment why he was there and why things had changed. Then he heard the demands of another voice. He moved then, his arms and legs pushing him backwards until his back was against a different wall. His blue eyes looked up in fear at this new comer, not knowing if he had been saved or not. Fear was followed by shock and mixed with it as he recognized the face of the demon he had come to find. Their eyes did not connect like they did on the surface. At that moment the white winged angel had not known fear but now he shook with it. I am an angel. He said simply hoping that the demon would take it that he was a black winged angel. But it was too much to hope that they did not refer to themselves and demon and that his charade would have been up.<br><br>His need to find the truth had been a mistake...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Follow Me into Hell (Saku and GothicFires)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>21-08-2009, 20:49:15</strong>
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				It was strange how Rachmiel didn't struggle or even try to fight back except with words. Mick would have loved to taste the pure winged one's essence but before he knew it his head had been slammed into the nearby wall of the cave. After that he saw blackness, not even knowing the identity of his attacker for it had been too fast. Loki's dark eyes tracked the progress of Rachmiel as the other scrambled backwards until his back was against a different wall.<br><br>He could see fear in the young male's eyes and his brow furrowed, he looked as though he thought Loki would attack him next. Why had he come here? What was he? He wasn't one of them but neither was he a human, the only thing left was one of the white winged angels but they weren't allowed to come down to Hell. Not unless they had fallen from grace. It was too dangerous down here for them since they ran the risk of dying so that couldn't be it either. Could it?<br><br>"No you are not. You are not one of us. At least not yet. You're not a human either or else there would be a certain scent about you. The only other thing I can think of is you being one of the arrogant white winged things but that can't be true either. They're not allowed down here because if they stay longer than a day their whiteness turns to black and they become one of us. So what the hell are you?" Loki demanded, wanting to know what the other was.<br><br>Despite what was known, Loki kept thinking that Rachmiel was a white winged creature. There was something deep within him that told him that was what he was and he believed it was his instincts and they had never led him wrong before. Had Rachmiel come on behalf of God himself to let them know that his wrath would descend upon them shortly? What was his purpose and what was he? Loki didn't think that Rachmiel had come on his own, for who would be stupid enough to do that?<br><br>Loki let his eyes flicker over to where Mick lay against the wall, unconscious but he wasn't concerned at the moment since it was hard to kill one of them down here. Not when you were used to this place.
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