Warning: This story will have abuse, torture, harsh language, gore, religion, and more so please do not complain because you have been warned.
Maggie Lee Hendricks
I scream as two large hands holds my arms down and another two squeeze my ankles. My front body is being pushed against a grimy, metal table as another hand pulls up my shirt "No! Please no!" The trio ignore me and finally bring my tank-top over my shoulder. Flick. The sound of a switch blade knife sounds in my ears which makes my whole body jerk and twist but to no avail. White, hot pain explodes from my back as the man hacks at the spot between my shoulder blades and shoulder, the place where my wings are were beginning to sprout. "F*ck!," I scream and then throw out more profanities as my wings tear through my skin, blood and skin covered.
Okay. So you may or may not be confused, but, I'm a angel. No not Gods Angel, hell no, I'm one of the devils angels, and yes, their is devil angels. I'm proof. Everyone now's about me but I keep myself hidden and change my features often, I can make myself another person, okay? But my wings have both magical and medicinal I, they can heal anything and then they can grant a human a wish. This is quite hard but if you can rip both wings from the angels body, both of them, while keeping the Angel alive which is close to impossible, have her say a spell and bam- wish!
Maybe I should cover Devil Angels also. Angels are both children of God and the Devil being the two actual "gods" and then humans are angels children . Now, Devil Angels aren't much different then Gods Anges except Devils Angels are on heaven and have less powers but a more powerful magic in their wings. Plus their hated by all while God Angels are loved, but, back to the story
~To be continued
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