Running from Helll (Devil_Girl and I)

[MasterOfWhispers]

So much can change in a manner of seconds in the realm of Hades. But changed it did. Raphael, made the wrong kind of deal with several of the Demon lords, and he found himself, escaping the inferno of the underworld for the cold and bleak air of the upper world. He was naked cold and alone when he arose. Wandering the streets of what he later found out to be named L.A, He sensed something in the air. A faint saint which reeked of innocence and Light. Of purity and Gentleness. As a demon whom held the form of a dark haired man, with ruby read eyes, a shadowy complexion, his first instinct was to find this being and cleanse her of any light he had, such was his instinct.

The hunt began. The hunt in which the demon Raphael would delight him. it was his first time in the human world, and he had know idea how he would fair in this plane that the heavens called earth! However, there was violent stab of pain in his chest. He felt something watch him, something closing in on him. Out of nowhere a gun shot was heard. Raphael turned around and saw a man with a white beard, wearing a black trench coat, stare directly at him. His eyes were white as pearls, and his aura as fierce as the ocean. Rapheal knew by site where he comes from.

He dashd away quickly, with swiftness rivaling that of a the fastest prey. it was an interesting world indeed.