Do I Look Like A Damsel In Distress?

Chaos pushed her way through the crowd of people, the time was about 10:00 p.m. She loved the business of cities such as this. Especially Paris; the city among cities. She could even call this place home, with a small apartment resting somewhere at the heart of the city. At the moment though, Chaos was headed towards the edge of the city, where darkness lurked and the truth was bared in all its glory. At the edge, evil wasn't afraid to show itself. Drug dealers, prostitutes, demons, and other monstrosities resided there.

Eagerly, Chaos made her way to the side of a tall building, being pushed my a hurried pedestrian. She forced herself to stay calm as she made a sharp turn into an alleyway. It was darker without the shop lights and street lamps flooding the area. She quickly maneuvered her way around trash bags and dumpsters that seemed to be placed at random. After a minute or two she made her way to the opening of the alleyway. It was like stepping into another dimension.

It was alot quieter and emptier than where she was before. There were barely any shops still open; a 7eleven and a trashy walmart from what she could see. The ground was littered with trash and the street lights flickered. People roaming, passed each other grabbing hands and leaving with either drugs or drug money. Girls in skimpy outfits that revealed more than they covered seduced men into dark corners. Chaos smirked. She would never have guessed that this place lurked in the nice, welcoming Paris. Her wings quivered in excitement.

She walked, not having anywhere specific in mind. She found herself walking across and old K-Mart parking lot. It looked as if it had been closed up for centuries. As Chaos was just about to reach the other side, shadows came into her vision. She tensed and turned around. Two men- no not men. Two demons walked her way, their eyes glued to the 'prize'. She grimaced at their lack of shirts and leathery wings, veins protruding out. However, she was not intimidated, and to prove so Chaos unfurled her pitch black wings and stood her ground. They didn't skip a beat, rather grin wider. They stopped in front of her.

"What's an angel like you doing in this part of the city?" One of the demons asked and she glared.

"None of your damn business, that's what." She snarled and one of them laughed.

"Now Kren, when's the last time you heard an angel speak like that?" He said looking at the first speaker.

"It's been a while." So-called Kren said and the other one laughed.

"It's been never. Now what, pray tell my brother, do you think we could do with her?" He said giving Chaos a rather lecherous look which the Kren mirrored.

"I have a few ideas." He replied as they edged their way closer. Chaos snarled.

"Yeah, I've got a few too." And with that, she buried her fist in Kren's stomach.

He doubled over and the other one reached for her. She moved out of the way just in time to avoid it and threw her leg out only to miss. He was behind her in a second and Chaos spun around, hands sliding back to retrieve her trusty blades. He came at her and she brought her arms forward and slid the blade into his abdomen. She pulled away quickly, her blades tinged with red. She heard a snarl from behind and felt claws grab a handful of feathers. She screeched and felt herself being wrenched back.

Chaos fell on her back, with a bleeding wing. She hissed as her hand slid over it. The demons loomed over heard, furious. Kren grabbed a handful of her hair and she held in a yelp as she was dragged up. The other one stood in front of her, licking the blood off his fingers.

"You, my dear, are going to wish you had never stepped in this city."

[Solemn Creed]

Sol walked along the streets of paris with his eyes closed and his chin low. He was attempting to hone his ability to seperate and identify the various scents his nose could detect in the air. He had literally made no progress. You should just give up one of the voices advised. Sol sighed and seriously contemplated the suggestion. Then he walked facefirst into a wall. Sol swore, opened his eyes and put a hand up to his nose. Sol got a good look at his surroundings. He glimpsed a woman slipping into an alley way and Sol could not contain his curiousity so, naturally, he followed her. What are you doing now? whined one of the voices rhetorically. You better be going to kill her, otherwise stop wasting our time shouted another. Sol ignored them and continued on his path.

Sol glanced around the corner and saw her make her way through piles of trash untill she reached the end and exited the alley. He quickly followed and paused once more when he veiwed the drastically different surroundings. Prostitutes entered buildings with clients and dealers discreetly exchanged their product with addicts. Sol smiled at the scenes. It reminded him of home in a way. Sol glanced about for the woman he had been following and quickly spotted her among the sparse population. She was walking in a k-mart parking lot. He started after her again and notiiced she had caught the attention of two others. Two other demons to be exact, judging by their wings which were being held out in the open so obviously.

Sol narrowed his eyes at their obvious intent, made moreso evident by their words. Sol was surprised when the woman showed herself to be an angel by spreading her wings. [glow=red,2,300]"How did i not notice those?"[/glow] Sol wondered aloud. He began to step forward to interfere when the female attacked the two. Sol was surprised yet again, this time by her show of resistance. Most women would have attempted to escape. Alas it seemed futile for she was quickly subdued. Too bad for the other two demons, Sol had made up his mind to intervine on her side.

Sol began to walk towards the nearest demon with a smile on his face, making sure that each step was as loud as possible. The nearest demon turned to him while the other, who Sol beleived had been called Kren, looked up. Sol gave a cheery wave as he came with in striking distance. "I dont know who you are but you better go back where you-" the nameless demon began. He never finished. Sol drove his hand through the other demon's chest, with that smile still on his face. The demon lifted one hand in an attempt to claw at Sol while his face twisted in agony. Sol batted the weak strike aside with his left hand while Kren stood a few feet away, stunned. Sol ripped out the demon's heart and dropped it at his feet. He laughed at the look on his face then he frowned as the demon remained standing. Sol poked him gently in the forehead and he collapsed while coughing out blood with his last breath.

Kren let out a roar and lunged at Sol with his arms outstretched, the angel forgotten. Sol easily sidestepped and left one foot trailing as he did so, tripping Kren. Sol turned towards the stumbling Kren, pulling one of his combat knives out as he did so. With Kren's back to him Sol knelt and slashed at the his calves, effectively crippling him. Kren let out a scream as the knife sliced through tendon and muscle and he fell to his hands and knees. Sol casually walked over to Kren's side and lifted him up by the back of his neck, showing a strength that belied his lean form.

Sol's smile left his face then as he glared at the other demon. [glow=red,2,300]"Do you know what we did to rams in my colony we they attempted to violate females without their consent?" [/glow]Sol asked him. Kren shook his head, eyes wide. Sol tapped the tip of his knife against Kren's crotch and allowed just a bit of his aura of fear to slip out, tainted with madness as usual. Kren's body began to tremble and he began to renew his attempts to fight. Sol ignored the feeble punches and slaps as he drew back his fist and slugged Kren in his solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him. Sol looked over at the angel and dropped Kren. The fight, if you want to call it that, had been over in mere seconds.

Stepping over Kren's wheezing form Sol spoke to the angel. [glow=red,2,300]"Are you alright?"[/glow] he asked, stopping in front of her.

Chaos was thinking about her chances of escaping, noting that they were lowered significantly with the wounded wing, when loud footsteps echoed across the parking lot. She saw another figure approaching them with a smile on his face. She was about to groan at the sheer torture of dealing with another one when, in just seconds the man had ripped the unnamed demon's heart out of his chest. He was clearly not human; he was a demon. Her eyes widened in surprise as her hair was released so Kren could take a shot at the newcomer. She fell.

It was over in moments. With both demons down, one dead and one unconscious, the man turned towards her. He asked her if she was okay. He asked her if she was okay. Chaos felt her eye twitched in annoyance. She felt degraded and helpless, and she hated it. She stood up and sadly was still lacking in height. He was about six foot right now, meaning he was at least two more feet taller in his true form. That made her even more hostile towards him.

"I'm fine." She grated and as she spoke her wing throbbed in pain. She gritted her teeth, turning her head to check out the damage. It was hard to tell. She looked back at the demon. "And what the hell was that about? I can take care of myself. I'm not some damsel in distress."

Not very angelic. She frowned at the thought. She hated this feeling. She felt like the situation was out of her control and it wrecked her up inside. She needed everything in her grasp, under her control. She felt like she was drowning, and a wave of nausea washed over her and she swayed.

[Solemn Creed]

((Just to warn you, Sol does alot of talking in this one))

Sol blinked once. She had surprised him yet again. This time it wasnt so much a good thing as an annoying thing. Your average person, angel, whatever would be greatful if you saved their life, but she obviously wasnt your average angel. Sol had been expecting gratitude but instead he was rebuked. He tilted his head slightly at her words and smiled, not the smile he used to unnerve enemies in battle but his true trademark Sol grin. [glow=red,2,300]"Sure, of course you can,"[/glow] Sol replied to her words [glow=red,2,300]"I mean, from where i was standing you looked perfectly capable of saving yourself from rape and whatever else they wanted to do to you."[/glow] he said sarcastically. [glow=red,2,300]"But hey, being held defenceless by your hair between two demons, who had obviously done this sort of thing before, was the most defensable position available."[/glow] he finished, hoping he had made his point.

[glow=red,2,300]"My apologies for injuring your pride, but im sure what they had in mind for you would have been alot worse."[/glow] Sol just had to add on. If there was one thing Sol disliked it was people who would let pride ruin their dignity. [glow=red,2,300]"If you werent a damsel in distress then tell me what you would have done."[/glow] He said smugly believing he had trapped her.

Chaos found her eye twitching slightly. This- this demon was mocking her. He was mocking her. Very few people have done that and walked away unharmed. She was a failure as an angel, she knew. She growled at his words. He thought he was some sort of hero. Saving an angel sure does a job on one's ego apparently. She could spit on the thought.

"Listen I've been in tougher situations before. I don't need people like you covering my back." Chaos ground out. she took a step closer, ignoring the wounded wing and wave of nausea. "Also, I don't take kindly to mockery. I may be an angel, but trust me, I'm very far from walking the straight and narrow path. His words, his attitude, it just angered her and she couldn't put a finger on why.

"And on another note, I am not a damsel in distress, even if you did help me out. It doesn't matter what I would've done since it's all over now and-"

Chaos stopped mid sentence. She was suddenly very disoriented. She touched her hand to the burning spot on her wing and brought her hand back bloody. Why was she bleeding so much? This was not normal. Then again, nothing about tonight was. She had never been this easily taken advantage of. It was very unusual. She was brought out of her thoughts by a heat wave rolling through her body. She glanced at Kren's body, more impotantly his claws. They were tinged with green and it wasn't hers. She looked at her hand once more and then to the arrogant demon.

"Son of a-" And with that Chaos's vision went black, and her legs gave out.

[Solemn Creed]

Sol stood there patiently while she tried to convince someone -probably herself- that she would have been alright if he had not saved her. It was completely untrue of course. If i hadnt come along and saved her, to put it gently, our friends Kren and nameless over there would have been the indians and the pilgrims come together to stuff the turkey. Sol thought. Sol chuckled aloud slightly and thought turkeys a funny word. She ranted for a few seconds more untill she finally stopped. Baalzibub, swore one of the voices i thought shed never shut up. Sol looked at her and began to say [glow=red,2,300]"Are you finished?"[/glow] but he sort of cut his words off at the end and frowned when she collapsed.

"Thats not right..." Sol muttered under his breath as he knelt next to her to see what was wrong. Then he noticed the superficial cut on one of her wings. It was bleeding quite profusly and was the obvious reason for her collapse. Sol bent low and sniffed the wound slightly and recoiled. Her blood was tainted by something. Sol glanced over at the two demons and noticed the green tint on Kren's fingers. He swore and ripped a decent portion of the angel's t-shirt off, enough for his purposes but not too much to steal her dignity. Sol folded it to achieve the prefered thickness and he wrapped it around the wound tightly. Sol then walked over to Kren who he picked up and slammed against the wall.

[glow=red,2,300]"Wakey, wakey,"[/glow] Sol said while slapping Kren to achieve the desired effect. Kren's eyes widened when he saw Sol and he started to struggle. [glow=red,2,300]"Stop it, "[/glow] Sol commanded him [glow=red,2,300]"Or ill make good on my earlier promise." [/glow]he threatened. Kren's struggles ceased almost instantly as the fight drained out of him along with the color in his face. [glow=red,2,300]"Good," [/glow]Sol said as he lifted one of Kren's hands up to his face. [glow=red,2,300]"What is this, and tell me quickly."[/glow] With a little incentive Kren began to talk.

Chaos felt very disoriented. Her limbs were heavy and she didn't have the strength to move them. Her wings felt uncomfortable, but not from the wound. She was lying on her back, a position not very good for her wings. She easily identified that she was half asleep and slipping deeper and deeper into unconsciousness. She could hear the demon saying something, his voice joined by another, but it sounded garbled and distorted. She groaned. She felt helpless.

Then suddenly the demon's voice was gone. The burning feeling dimmed into a tingling sensation. She could move her limbs. She was asleep. Chaos opened her eyes. She was sanding on...she couldn't believe it. She was standing on a patch of dirt suspended in air, above a very wide and very deep ocean. She frowned and ignored the coil of fear in her stomach.

She unfurled her wings to fly aways and cried out in pain. She fell to her knees, her hand sliding across the edge of the dirt. She reached blindly behind her to touch her wing. Different material. She looked behind her to see cloth wrapped around her wing. She looked down at her shirt.

"I don't care if he did save my life, he is buying me a new shirt." She mumbled angrily as she carefully stood up.

she felt another presence behind her. she turned slowly. A demon stood there looking unfamiliar. "Who are you? Where am I? What's going on?" She spit the three questions out laced with obvious distaste for the man. He smirked holding up one finger.

"I'm the one whose bringing you to your worse nightmare, He held up a second finger. "You are in a very scary realm that likes to mess with your mind in the worse ways." He held up a third. "I'm about to push you off of this dirt, where you will then plummet into the ocean." Chaos felt her eyes widen at the last one.

"Killing me by drowning?" She said with almost disbelief in her voice.

"Oh no, no, no, no, You won't die. It'll just reopen up old wounds and maybe even make new ones." He said grinning like a madman.

"Why?"

"Because I can."

The next thing Chaos felt was air all around her until she was encased in water.

[Solemn Creed]

In an effort to save his balls Kren began talking, fast. [glow=orange,2,300]"I dont know what it is exactly, the guy i got it from said it would knock out who ever i used it on. Even if they werent human. Said the stuff worked better than rufies cuz they never wake up just go into a sort of coma at the right dose."[/glow]Kren blurted out as Sol unsheathed his knife. Sol sighed [glow=red,2,300]"K, one more question. Did he tell you how to wake someone up just in case you accidentally poisoned yourself?"[/glow] he asked. Kren thought for a moment [glow=orange,2,300]"He said it was some sort of thing native americans used to get high on to see stuff together. Caused some sort of shared hallucin-thingy."[/glow] he told Sol, looking more desperate than earlier if such a thing was possible.

[glow=red,2,300]"So,"[/glow] Sol began [glow=red,2,300]"If someone else were to take this drug they could potentially see what the other person was seeing and convince them to wake up?"[/glow] Kren's face screwed up in confusion [glow=orange,2,300]"What does potentially mean-" [/glow]he tried to ask but Sol, seeing his usefulness had come to an end, had already begun to cut into his groin. A shreak like one Sol had heard only a few times before filled the air. Details shant be posted but suffice to say Kren was made incapable of ever doing anything sexual ever again. Not that thats what he was thinking about as he attempted to curl up into a ball on the ground as he bled out in intense pain. Sol bent down and lifted Kren's poisoned claws and after taking a deep breath he was about to poison himself when he heard that sound.

It was the sound of many small insects, and Sol knew what they wanted. They wanted him. Acting quickly Sol broke off Kren's hand and wrapped it up in cloth taken from Kren's pants. Sol was about to lauch himself into the air when he remembered Chaos. He couldnt just leave her so he grabbed her and quickly flew north as fast as he could. It took a few hours. Ok 13 to be exact, and after making pit stops in the UK, Iceland, and Greenland he landed north of the Hudson strait in the wilderness. [glow=red,2,300]"its so cold!" [/glow]Sol exclaimed joyfully. Then he glanced at the angel and immediatly made a medium sized fire to keep her warm. Sol set her down and gathered a decent quantity of firewood which he set between them. Once the fire was lit Sol took out Kren's claw and scratched himself with it.

Shortly after Sol blacked out he awoke in a strange place. He was floating in the air on a small patch of dirt above some sort of body of water. Sol almost called out the angel's name but then he realized that he didnt know it. Just then as he stood there he heard a splash and he looked down in time to see ripples spreading. Sol swore and dived into the water. To his knowlege feathered wings made it very difficult to swim.

This was the eighth time Chaos had been pushed/slipped/tripped off of the patch of dirt. She would sink into the water, but it was like it was in slow motion. It took her forever to reach the bottom. This was the eighth time she had been subjected to almost drowning. Her will was starting to crumble and fear started to set in. Chaos felt absolutely helpless. She felt like begging. Where was that demon when she needed him? She almost grimaced in disgust at the thought of needing someone.

Immediately as Chaos broke through the freezing surface she started flailing her arms. Her wings were soaked in seconds and, for the eighth time- she started to sink. She wasn't receiving any air and no matter how hard she kicked her legs, she was just going further down. Her legs started to burn from the exertion and she was growing tired. Her throat burned from lack of oxygen. Her eyes were bloodshot. She could still see the surface just scant feet above her. Chaos reached her arms as high as she could, but it didn't work. Nothing different, the same as the last time. And the time before that, and the time before that. The only thing that remained was the amount of fear. It was growing into massive amounts. She might do something awful like cry. Or maybe she was already and she couldn't tell because of the very cold water.

Just when Chaos was beginning to give up all hope, there was a break in the surface. Someone else was with her and she prayed they could swim. She prayed that they'd be decent enough to haul her out of here. Could they? I mean, her wings were pretty heavy and she couldn't even support herself. Speaking of her wings, her left wounded one burned very badly. It was unbearable agony that she couldn't even describe with words. Hands pulled her out of her thoughts as they grabbed onto her forearms and hauled.

She felt herself go up and gasped causing water to lodge down her throat. She cursed herself and started coughing out water and breathing it in; a double edged sword. She felt another tug and then another before her head officially broke surface. She immediately latched her arms around her savior -mentally groaning in disgust at the word- and had a coughing fit. All this while still flailing her legs.

[Solemn Creed]

During his decent towards the water Sol reverted to his true form and he welcomed the assistance his wings provided him in swimming through the water quickly. His eyes were a little irritated by the water by he could still see well. Sol quickly spotted the angel and swam over to her. It was obvious she was drowning and Sol knew he had to hurry. He took hold of her forarms as gently as he could and began using every muscle in his eight foot five body to make his way to the surface while loaded down with an angel and her soaked fluffy wings. When Sol finally broke the surface of the water he kept ahold of the angel's arms with one hand while scooping her legs up with his other arm so he could fly easier. His leathery black wings began flapping wildly to gain altitude.

When Sol finally reached the patch of dirt he had first lept from he set the angel down as gently as he could. Now that the crisis had passed Sol changed back into his human form and he shook himself like a dog in an effort to rid himself of the water streaming down his face and his soaked shirt. Shortly after he began Sol stopped and chuckled to himself. He snapped his fingers and a warm fire appeared next to him and the angel and it immediatly began drying them off. Sol looked over at the angel who was coughing up water. [glow=red,2,300]"So, i will ask you yet again,"[/glow] Sol began with a grin [glow=red,2,300]"Are you alright?"[/glow]

Her eyes were clenched tightly and she clung for dear life onto her savior as she felt herself rise from the water. When she was sat down, a fire appeared next to her. She rubbed her eyes while coughs racketed throughout her body and then that voice. That arrogant, so-sure-of-himself voice. She managed to give him the finger as she covered her mouth. It didn't seem very effective, but it would do.

She felt bile rise up in her throat and leaned over the patch to empty the contents of her stomach. She gripped the dirt painfully so she would not fall off with one hand, and pulled her hair back with the other. Once all the sea water was out she pushed back from the edge until she was in the middle of the patch of dirt, next to the fire. She looked up at the nearly dry demon. That grin really pissed her off. However, she supposed he did save her life. Ugh, the thought.

"...Thank you. You...helped me." She spoke in a quiet voice, her throat a little sore. "However, it would have been helpful eight almost-drowning episodes earlier." She gave him her trade mark smirk.

She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and let her wings absorb some heat. She curled them slightly around herself as to get a better view of the wound. She prodded around the wound and winced. No good for flying. She looked around. Vast sky and killer ocean as far as the eye could see. She turned back towards the demon.

"Now how, pray tell my friend, do you suppose we get out of here?" She said with a raised eyebrow.

[Solemn Creed]

Sol took of his shirt and rung it out before putting it by his fire. He also removed his boots and dumped the water out of them. He repeated the shirt process with his socks. [glow=red,2,300]"I hate wearing wet clothes."[/glow] Sol remarked off handidly. The rude gesture he received for his help didnt even make him blink.

Sol yawned and leaned back as she thanked him for his help in a tone that, to Sol at least, did not sound very thankful. [glow=red,2,300]"No problem."[/glow] He replied. [glow=red,2,300]"Hmmm..."[/glow] Sol scratched his chin. [glow=red,2,300]"That is a very good question. How do we get out of here..."[/glow] Sol tried to think but he found that he wasnt in the mood. Thinking is so boring Sol thought while doing a mental yawn. Do you think thinking is boring or are you just bad at it? one of the voices asked him. Sol ignored it and he thought pleasant thoughts. Thoughts of wind so cold it feels as if your flesh is being cut with a razor blade. [glow=red,2,300]"If you want to leave anytime sood, you should probably start thinking."[/glow] Sol advised her from his relaxed position.

Chaos gave him a look at his relaxed pose. Arrogance must be bliss. He thought he was so amazing. She had quite the urge to kick his shoes off the patch of dirt. Childish, but satisfying. She smirked at the thought, but when she caught sight of the edge she frowned. She was too close to the water. It was highly uncomfortable. It made her feel weak, and she had felt enough of that for one day. She returned her attention back to the demon as he said something about thinking. She smirked at him.

"You're right. I forgot, thinking is probably like uncharted territory to you." She said casually kicking one of the boots over the ledge. Childish urges fulfilled. "Oops. Well at least you can hop." She said giving him quite the innocent look with a shrug of her shoulders.

She decided to give him time to mourn over the loss of his boot by thinking of a way to get out of here. They couldn't fly since her wing was wounded and they had no where to go. I mean they weren't even really here were they? So that was out. Kren is useless as is the other guy since they simply weren't here. So that left them with...she sighed in frustration. Chaos's head snapped up quickly as she had an epiphany. She turned her head to the demon stopping him mid-sentence.

"There was another guy. He was here. He knew what was going on. Hell, he pushed me off the first time. He's got to be around here somewhere." She said speaking rapidly and she stood on shaky legs. Chaos tried not to look down, but couldn't help it. Oh god. She was going to die. As fear built in her stomach, her face that of sheer panic.

"God, I can just taste your fear. And angels always taste the sweetest." The voice came from behind her and she turned slowly, carefully. It was the guy.

"How do we get out of here?" She spit the words at him. He grinned.

"Oh look you've brought a friend." He said before grabbing her arm and yanking her toward him. Chaos held back the scream of terror as she her eyes locked on the edge. She looked at the demon with wide eyes. "As for getting out of here? Well you'd have to kill me which I'm afraid you are incapable of doing at this time. As for your friend, well he can't kill me with you blocking the way now can he?" His voice was so smug, but Chaos was so terrified

With a flick of his wrist, he could launch her into the sky. Sure her 'friend' would get him, but at the expense of her. Or he would get her, at the expense of him. She doubted he would actually save her over himself. He couldn't possibly want to stay. She just couldn't believe what a wretched day this had become. She still refused to admit she was a damsel in distress.

[Solemn Creed]

Sol chuckled slightly at her childish jab towards his intelligence. It had been a rather weak attempt at an insult. After all Sol had not only his above average intelligence at his disposal but he also had the minds of several hundred others sharing his head with him. The amused expression disappeared from Sol's face as soon as she kicked one of his boots into the ocean. His face went from pleasantly amused to irritated in a heartbeat. [glow=red,2,300]"That was totally uncalled for."[/glow] Sol told her. He moved his remaining boot closer to him to protect it. [glow=red,2,300]"I mean really, what was the point?" [/glow]Sol asked her. [glow=red,2,300]"That was one of my only two boots that are currently in my possession."[/glow] He said. Sol began planning his revenge. In the five seconds he had to think all he came up with was throwing her back into the ocean.

Sol listened as she told him about the 'other' guy who had been here earlier. Sol frowned when she got to the part about how he had pushed her into the water. [glow=red,2,300]"He sounds like a real bastard." [/glow]Sol commented. His eyes narrowed when he saw a man appear behind her. [glow=red,2,300]"Um, is that him?" [/glow]Sol asked. The man began to speak and Sol's eyes lit up at the knowledge that the man's death would bring freedom. [glow=red,2,300]"That can be arranged friend."[/glow] he said to the man. Then the man grabbed the angel and the situation changed drastically. If Sol chose to kill the man he would drop the angel who would drown, if he chose the angel the man would escape. Decisions, decisions Sol thought.

Sol laughed out loud. [glow=red,2,300]"You honestly have not thought this through,"[/glow] he chuckled. With that Sol lunged at the man.

Chaos heard the chuckle and felt the lunge. The move was so fast, she couldn't comprehend it. She felt an hand latch onto her arm and saw a hand latch onto the demons throat. She didn't think he could move that fast, after all he had displayed a rather lazy attitude. I guess he could take care of himself perfectly find. Chaos wished she could say the same.

Chaos felt herself being violently pulled away. She gasped as her back hit the dirt and rolled. She cursed as dirt caught in the feathers of her wings. Those would be a pain to clean out. She landed on her stomach. Her arm reached out to grab a hold of something steady. Her hand bumped the demon's boot and it tipped over the edge. She jumped at it and barely caught it. She was almost halfway off the platform. She cursed the demon and his poor, poor shoes.

Speaking of demons, Chaos turned around to see what exactly was going on. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight. The boot-loving demon was there, but the other was not. There was blood everywhere and she faintly heard a splash from below. The demon? He sat down, closed his eyes and evaporated. Chaos did a double take. His body was gone. She crawled over to where it was. Gone. She blinked a couple times before her vision went black and she too was gone.