Earth: The Harmony Between Heaven and Hell (Rai and Ellie)

[Raivh]

Darkness. Light. The two contrasted each other, but also created harmony. If one were to overtake the other, the balance of the Middle Kingdom would falter. Rapture would begin, and men would see the end of their days on Earth. Chaos would rise from the depths of Hell, bringing destruction and death to every living thing. The Heavens would break open and water would pour from the skies, flooding the lands in an attempt to quell the scorching fires. The two would destroy each other in a vain, and in turn lose what they’d both been fighting for. Two were needed to maintain the balance that lay between them. Heaven and Hell would have to work together as one.

A dark laugh echoed in the night. It had been a long time since he’d seen the moon. He felt akin to it, just a reflection of the light. The moon, just like him, was a dweller of the dark. It thrived best at night, and, unlike the stars, was cold and isolated from the rest of the universe. He flew high above the city, where the lights couldn’t touch him.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, sneered, and dove toward the earth. The speed at which he travelled caused a crack in the sound barrier, and a loud boom resulted. When he landed, it was done with grace in a back alley. He was as naked as a newborn baby, but illusion was a power of his. Clothing was a part of blending in with the human race. He’d been studying the modern fashions, and found that he was particularly inclined to the more casual fashions. By the time he stepped out onto the sidewalk where hundreds of people walked back and forth, he was dressed in a pair of dark jeans, black shoes, and a black button up sleeved shirt.

Too constricting. He frowned, and undid the top two buttons of his shirt. That’s better Looking left and right, he took in the scenery. Much had changed.

“Perfect,” he murmured, glancing back and down as a slender woman with a pretty face passed him by.

 

[elliecheers]

She heard the crack in the sound barrier, looking up. She wasn't stupid in the recent year she had been hunted constantly and was aware of the different signs of what type of creature was coming for her. The sound barrier only provided one hint, this hunter flew. She continued on her path down the busy street, changing course would only make her stick out. She wore a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and dark brown riding boots. A simple white t-shirt pokes through a leather jacket unzipped.
Her spine tensed, she preferred the day but had to learn to live in the darkness even though she thrived in the light. She rolled her shoulders, her back itched like crazy, her wings were starting to come in and the ripping of her tender skin was as unpleasant as she could imagine. Luckily the small bumps could still be hidden under most clothes. She glanced behind herself wondering if whoever had come after her landed near. She keeps a steady pace down the street, carefree people mulling about. She envied them, it wasn't fair, she never asked to be the means to an end and yet here she was, 18 and being hunted for the hundredth time.

 

[Raivh]

Licking the sly grin his lips formed, Adrian wove his way through the crowd. There were a lot more people on this planet than there had been thousands of years ago. It seemed their intelligence had lessened as much as their manners. No matter. The next person that bumped into him, a man talking on his cell phone, was shoved to the ground with great force. Adrian didn't blink as he committed the unnecessary act. All he did was shrug his squared shoulders and continue his stride. A deep breath through his nose alerted him to the angel's presence. She wasn't far off. In fact, if he wasn't mistaken, she was heading straight toward him. Past him.

Casually, he turned to peer over his shoulder, watching her from his peripheral. He caught the roll of those slender shoulders of hers, knew that her wings were just growing in. The very same itching, burning sensation had plagued him when he was a youth. He felt it again after he fell from Heaven and received the dark wings he now possessed.

When she glanced over her shoulder, obviously aware that she was being preyed upon. He would wait. No need to rush and heighten her suspicion. Her scent was strong enough that he could track her back to wherever she was living. In the meantime, he was going to chase some tail. Women, especially virgin women, were something he'd always enjoyed the last time he'd been here.

 

[elliecheers]

Something in the air made her skin spark, it felt...wrong. Ever part of her being heated with intense heat, her inner light. It felt good and bad, right and wrong. She quickened her pace, she needed to get back to her place, this feeling, this instinct was not one she had experienced before. And her wings were irritated and the urge to scratch the sensation was becoming unavoidable. 14 blocks down, three to the right, and two buildings down she unlocked her front door. She had the basement apartment, it masked her "scent" as so many predators had spoken of, at least to the majority of them. They would only get to her block, but the apparent would hide her. She tore off her coat dropping it on her bed and instantly headed into her bathroom.
She peeling off the white t-shirt turning her back to her mirror. Red scratches, scars, and faded marks etched where the base of her wings would sit soon. She reached behind and dragged her nails across the tender area and sighed scratching. It was a hard raw scratch and she could feel her skin breaking, tearing away, she did not stop. Bloody rags filled her trashcan, towels were stained with it because while most angels had an easy transition with help from creams and magic she had nothing. She dropped her hand, it was bloody, she had doing nothing to subdue the irritation. She flipped the hot water on in her shower, peeling off her boots and jeans and stepped into the hot water. The irritation was seared to a halt as she sighed, the last thing she needed right now was another hunter after her. Suicide was looking to be a good option.