Between heaven and hell(krys and lady)

[jamie_winchester]

Chaos Morningstar moved through the air, touched the earth like the space around her was standing still, untouched by the carnage as battle fury beat through her heart, making her blood sing. This place, long ago, had become the demon and angel’s personal battleground, forever being warred over, a place they could meet as equals. Well, not quite. For there was no match in the angel army for General Chaos Morningstar, the woman her men called the battle goddess.

Turning her body, twisting and turning, weaving through the bodies that fell around her, it was a macabre dance that offset the pale beauty, the icy shadow of death that was Chaos. Soon enough the white glowing hair was so drenched with blood that it was splattering her face as it whipped around her, the long sword in her hands looking to big for a woman, but she was proving that she could use it quite well.

Despite the heat the woman was wearing black linen pants, wet with blood, a form fitting once golden top with a built in corset, fitted so that she could move still, could still pull off the gymnastics that Chaos was so famous for. Built like any man’s wet dream, the woman was lithe and slender, built for pleasure and the battlefield. Spinning lightly on her feet, the black combat boots to her knees, keeping her from twisting a ankle as she turned to look at the demon she felt approaching her, not realizing that she was about to meet the king of hell, Lucifer himself, in battle.

 

[Krystal_Atems_Girl]

RE: Between heaven and hell (krys and lady)

Lucifer watched as the beautiful but pale angel killed anything that was in sight. It was almost awe inspiring how someone who looked so delicate could cause so much pain. He knew in his little black heart that he must have her. Their swords met and it was an epic battle. He knew just by seeing what she had done that they were at a stalemate, but still he fought, almost as if he thought his brutality would make her love him.

His longish blue hair flowed in the wind, his red eyes fixed on her every move. He wanted her so much, and what Lucifer wanted, he got. Size wise, he was much taller than her, as he was a towering 6'10". Not that his size mattered, they were two even. Lucifer intently watched her, his red eyes showing something they hadn't before. Love. It was Love at first site for him, an emotion he had forgotten he had.

 

[jamie_winchester]

Chaos fought him fiercely, even as the meeting blades made her shoulders vibrate with the fierce blows, it was starting to wear on her as she met him in battle. While he was towering over her, the woman was barely 5’10”, tall for a woman, but short for an angel. Even as they fought the world did the unthinkable, both armies came to a standstill to watch their leaders do battle. Such was the awe that was invoked by watching, that it brought a halt to a battle that had been raging for countless centuries.

Going to her knees as a blow drove her there, she barely had the strength to raise the sword to block another blow, much less get to her feet. And while her men feared her, she was not loved enough that any would risk further battle, to rescue her from Lucifer. The woman was free for his taking, even as she stumbled to the side, trying to get up again.

That is why she was the battle goddess, the herald angel of fury, the woman was incapable of not fighting if she was armed, he’d have to totally disarm her if he wanted to make her stop trying to kill him. Even not knowing who he was, she fought like a woman possessed.

 

[Krystal_Atems_Girl]

"You're mine now" he simply said with a wide smirk, taking her blood soaked sword out of her hand and tucking it into his belt. He helped the angel in question up and faded away, landing them right in his bedroom. He layed her down, but didn't restrain her, knowing full well she couldn't leave. Lucifer would finally have a queen as beautifully violent as he himself.

"I'm going to clean your wounds. No use getting them infected." he said, only a single drop of barely traceable compassion in his eyes. He went into the ajacent bathrom and filled a bowl with water, then went to work, cleaning any visible wounds. Lucifer, although he could be cruel, was really a good man. He didn't want to offend her but trying to clean the wounds on her breasts and down near her genital area.

"i will ask your permission before cleaning these. I maybe the king of hell, but i do still beleive in boundaries. They are essential in any world." he said, looking to her for an answer and pushing the hair out of his hace, revealing how handsome he is. He quickly cleaned his few wounds before looking to the angel again, wondering what she could be thinking. He knew it was probably not the same as he was thinking for her.