• I'm not actually sure what happened. Her face was close to mine, her blue eyes glowed under the bright shine of the moon and her face told me she wanted to kiss me. Angel, that was her name, and right now, I wanted nothing more than to give her what she wanted. We were surrouned by forest, trees, bushes and a couple of shrubs.
    A fire was lit in front of us and we were sitting on a log.
    The fire warmed us up ever so much and her heat emerging from her body ran up my body as I touched her shoulder. I pulled her closer to me and she held onto the front of my shirt, eager to get as close to me as possible.
    The trees shook around us suddenly and she pulled herself into me, shaking worridely. I held my arms around her waist and then sent her into the tent we were camping in. People in long black sheets wandered out here with sharp knives and scyths, freaking us out.
    "Stay back!" Was the only thing I could possbily yell.
    One of the things from behind grabbed Angel and pulled her backwards, to the ground. He held her arms down while another one got on top of her.
    She screamed loudly as the sheet came over top of her.
    I ran, desperate to save her. I tackled the thing off her and shoved the one holding her down off. "Angel, Angel, are you alright?"
    her face was sweating badly and she blinked slowly.
    "Angel? Answer me..."
    "She's poeesed by the demon's spirit. But you killed him in the middle of the transaction. Only half of his spirit was delivered to her.
    Now she is your servant, she can not speak english. Take care of her, seen as how you ruined her life. If you would have let it's spirit take over, then she would have become a demon's pet and would have been taken with us to Hades."
    All the demon disappeared and I turned to look back to Angel.
    She got up on all fours and looked me in the eyes.
    "Angel..." My hands came up onto her cheeks and she panted.
    Beside me laid a small chain with a collar.
    "Come on Angel, let's go home...."
    I tried to lift her up to her feet, but she pulled away and looked over to the collar.
    "Chiia..." She purred.
    "Angel, speak to me..."
    "Chiia!" She said again.
    I lifted up the collar and looked at it.
    "What do you want me to do Angel?"
    "Chiiiiiiaaa!" She yelled.
    I took the collar and wrapped it around her neck quickly.
    "How's that?"
    "Chiia..." She said softly.
    On top of her head, she had small cat ears and her teeth appeared sharper.
    She stood up to her feet and began walking away down the street.


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