Bidane walked out of sight, avoiding the people passing by on the streets. Slinking from corner to corner, she rushed away from the crowds and went against the flow of people. She groaned in annoyance, dashing past slow-walking commuters. Knowing that she would have to dodge more people, she surrendered…
The sound of the TV filled the apartment. He listened intently, even when he did not look at it. His head was low, his eyes fixed on his hands. Carefully, he tightened the last bandage around his wrists, leaving no trace of the skin under it. “The police are investigating…
Red, it was everywhere. On the floor, on his hands, and over the man lying lifelessly at his feet. But more importantly, in his eyes. In the dark, he loomed menacingly over a figure, who laid immobile on the ground. Only with time did his violent stance lessen, turning into…
The walls trembled as a deep growl echoed in the night. Its sound traversed many dark rooms, with no light but the small violet flames of some candles. Deep in the stony manor, through human built corridors, there was a dungeon, hidden past iron doors. And past those, was the…
Alexis sighed and smiled a little, while holding a net tightly in his hands. Another week. And I’m still alive. The angel let out a small sad chuckle, because he considered that his situation was funny. In a weird way. There was no trace yet of his demon, nothing. Maybe…
A soft mumble echoed. It prompted Ayako to look up worriedly, out of care. She gave Lykaios a sharp glance, and only that was needed to make him understand. The demon padded away with a slight annoyed whine; he moved to a preventive distance, because Alexis was waking up, and…
Ayako moved carefully past the trees and vegetation. Her hands grabbed and pushed the branches around her, to help herself evade rocks and fallen logs. Her bag dangled side to side due to her fast moves, but she was still silent. She had her crossbow fixed over her left shoulder,…
Strong steps echoed through the long corridor. An eye opened slowly in the adjacent room, hearing their fast pace. Godric sighed, expecting what would happen seconds after. The door was slammed and kicked open without doubt. They heard her voice, strong, loud, and determined as always. "Godric! Have you-?!" "Breathe…
Three angels stood silently around a pedestal, so focused that they never moved or looked away. There was a shining orb on top of it; it was crystal clear, and its unnatural light shined onto their cold expressions. The palace room was huge, yet it was dead silent; many angels…
Justice is not always moral; morality is something to debate, something that changes each century. Sometimes... even after millions of years, it is still pondered and studied. Who defines justice?