True Sinner
Star
- Joined
- Sep 12, 2013
Alexander had been a Fallen Angel for about three hundred years now and during that time his views on the human race were sketchy at best. Not really caring about them, but tolerating them as he lived out his time on the earth. Given that he was now surrounded by humans at all times unless he was in his home which he'd purposefully placed outside of the city he was placed in. He was a good ways outside the city, owned his own vast chunk of land and had his house hidden away in the forest of his land. He had no internet, no phone, no television. Just a fairly large house, running water, electricity for the water, stove, heat and air conditioning and that was about it.
However over the last ten years he'd noticed that he wasn't the only powerful creature in the city anymore. There was another power in the area, demonic. So a demon had come to play in his territory. Demons rarely ran across Fallen's simply because there were so few of them. However unlike a normal Angel, Fallen's weren't bound by Heaven's laws and were usually a bit stronger because of that fact. They could wield both Angelic and demonic energy. It also made them a formidable foe for a demon because the demons energy wouldn't harm the Fallen but it would increase their own energy. So most fights were played out with swords or whatever weapons were available. However another worry for the demon were the wings, impenetrable from the outside and vulnerable where the wings connected to the back, but only on the inside of the wings. Lastly the Angelic energy the Fallen could still wield.
Alex, about two years after the demon's arrival, decided to go and pay this demon a visit. Sucking his wings into his flesh so that they appeared as a detailed tattoo on his back, he ported himself to an alley way in the city and walked out wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans and a white undershirt. He followed his senses to a cafe not far from where he ported and hid his energy behind the shields he'd put up around him. To a demon, he'd seem like a regular human, if you ignored the vibrant crystal blue eyes he had. His hair was jet black and shoulder length which was currently tied behind his head in a tight pony tail. That specific eye color was not common in raven haired humans.
The cafe held one female specifically that he could tell was a demon, what kind he wasn't sure just yet, but as he sat at a table and watched her walk over to take his order he looked up at her and smiled a knowing smile.
"It's not every day someone like you becomes a waitress. That, and you're in my territory without asking."
It was pretty obvious to the demon that he wasn't human. However without an accurate idea on what he was exactly, mouthing off to him wasn't the wisest idea. Lesser demons wouldn't dare speak to her like that and demons on par with her would make themselves known instantly. He wasn't throwing off any energy at the moment but his eyes. They were what let her know he was anything but human.
However over the last ten years he'd noticed that he wasn't the only powerful creature in the city anymore. There was another power in the area, demonic. So a demon had come to play in his territory. Demons rarely ran across Fallen's simply because there were so few of them. However unlike a normal Angel, Fallen's weren't bound by Heaven's laws and were usually a bit stronger because of that fact. They could wield both Angelic and demonic energy. It also made them a formidable foe for a demon because the demons energy wouldn't harm the Fallen but it would increase their own energy. So most fights were played out with swords or whatever weapons were available. However another worry for the demon were the wings, impenetrable from the outside and vulnerable where the wings connected to the back, but only on the inside of the wings. Lastly the Angelic energy the Fallen could still wield.
Alex, about two years after the demon's arrival, decided to go and pay this demon a visit. Sucking his wings into his flesh so that they appeared as a detailed tattoo on his back, he ported himself to an alley way in the city and walked out wearing a black leather jacket, blue jeans and a white undershirt. He followed his senses to a cafe not far from where he ported and hid his energy behind the shields he'd put up around him. To a demon, he'd seem like a regular human, if you ignored the vibrant crystal blue eyes he had. His hair was jet black and shoulder length which was currently tied behind his head in a tight pony tail. That specific eye color was not common in raven haired humans.
The cafe held one female specifically that he could tell was a demon, what kind he wasn't sure just yet, but as he sat at a table and watched her walk over to take his order he looked up at her and smiled a knowing smile.
"It's not every day someone like you becomes a waitress. That, and you're in my territory without asking."
It was pretty obvious to the demon that he wasn't human. However without an accurate idea on what he was exactly, mouthing off to him wasn't the wisest idea. Lesser demons wouldn't dare speak to her like that and demons on par with her would make themselves known instantly. He wasn't throwing off any energy at the moment but his eyes. They were what let her know he was anything but human.