Angels vs. Demons, ( Whos side are you on?)

I grabbed her shirt collar. "Because they need to die! I don't care if he is my brother or not! The Angels need to die..." I let go and chuckled. Then it turned into a laugh. A laugh of pure evil. "Or better...if you can't beat 'em, join 'em."

Joe placed a hand on her shoulder. "You should rest. To see a demon for the first time is nerve-racking."

Mascar's pupils slitted as she glared at the demon in front of her who had grabbed her shirt front. She raked her claws over her cheek, "One, don't touch me. Two, you're thinking of joining them? Maybe I should just kill you now, then."

I rolled my eyes. "You are thick." I swatted her away. "We trick them to join us! If they join us, we could have even more power. Maybe their wings would carry too."

Mascar snorted, "No, I'm not thick, I'm just not stupid. What makes you think they'll join us?" She hissed

Vatiel jumped, focused elsewhere, "Up already?"

"I just thought of it, don't be harsh," I snapped. "I'll work things out later. For now, I gotta go kill something or else I'll end up with petty white wings." I closed my eyes and teleported to somewhere.

Mascar snorted. The dull idiot. She closed her eyes, seething. Was there any other smart demon? Her back ached and she moved her shoulders, only finding comfort when hunched over.

Joe relaxed and sat down, meditating suddenly.

"Huh? Me? 'Course I am," He said, trying a smile.

He looked over at her, "Look..Just...Just don't worry about it, okay?"

I teleported to the outside of the mail. My claws disappeared and I gagged a woman who was alone. No one saw me. I tied her up and left her to rot. I also stole her clothes and put them on. They were nice. I walked inside the mall and looked around.

it was either that or i killed her. then i realized her clothes would be bloody then.

"I know," He said, glancing down at her hand on his shoulder then leaned his head back on the couch, closing his eyes, not sleeping, just enjoying the peace and quiet.

Mascar grumbled, shadow traveling to a mostly abandoned city. A few people lived here and that was all. This was her hunting grounds. She'd hunted this city to almost extinction. Of course she let the children grow older, and gave the newcomers a few days of being scared before she approached them. She felt the need for blood and flesh so much it almost hurt. She stalked through the city and kicked open a door, grinning at the family on the couch, her eyes still slitted and glinting, "Hello there," She growled and lunged forward, claws cutting open the throat of the father before she grabbed him around the neck and dragged him away. She'd never actually ate someone before, never tasted it but now she craved it, needed it and she thrust her hand in the flesh, grabbing a handful, staring at it before taking a small, cautious bite. She savored the feeling and ate more of it until it was mostly bones. She felt restless now, felt the urge to move and stood from her crouching position, and ran, just ran to no where in particular.

It itched so much, wearing the sunflower sundress. But it would be worth it. I walked into the Apple store and to a young man. "Hello, I have an iPhone that needs to be fixed." I lied. He nodded and turned around. When he turned back around, I stabbed him with my claws. The mall went up in chaos. I killed three more people and one the third one, I slit the throat open and drank the blood. I know what vampires feel. I broke a car outside and made a trail of gasoline to the mall. I found some matches and lit one. "Oops." I said as I dropped it on the trail. The mall went up in flames. I tore off the dress to my black tanktop and ripped jeans. I smirked at all chaos I had created. I then teleported back to the treetops, setting off a dark aura.