Dark Angel

Angelus

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Cristian crouched down on the roof of the church and looked down at all the people that were walking back and forth along the street. He closed his eyes and revelled in the feeling of evil that he could feel from a great number of the people down there. He had not known this much evil since the war against God and since then he had known nothing other than evil. He could sense it, feel it and he lived in it for he was a dark angel- the most corrupted version of an angel. He had been told to come to this area of the city for a reason, to take the soul of a priest who was leading the fight against evil and against Lucifer.
He walked away from the edge of the roof and felt some the good that was coming from the church and in particular the priest. The good that was coming from the inside of the church was hurting Cristian's soul so badly that he knew he had to kill the priest and take his sould to stop the pain. Cristian walked to the back of the church and jumped down to land in a street and looked around.
When he saw that nobody had seen him he walked around to the front of the street and felt all the evil in the souls of the people in front of him. He wanted to stand there and feel all the evil there, to gather up his energy but he knew he had a job to do and turned to the door of the church. He walked into it and looked around, feeling strange and a little bit drained as he walked into it. Suddenly he spotted the person that he was here to take and walked slowly towards him, pulling his coat around him as he did.
He walked towards the priest and smiled at him and said, "Father I wish to ask you something. I wish to confess and I know that you are extremely busy but I wish to confess to you."
"I don't think that I can take your confessions my son. I am a little busy at the moment and-"
Cristian looked at him and used a little bit of his power to bend the will of the priest. Cristian was shocked to feel the priest fight back against his control but he exerted more power and slowly felt the priest's control wane. He smiled and said, "Please father, I have a lot to confess."
The priest nodded and the two of them walked towards the confessional booths and after the doors were closed Cristian looked at the screen as the priest said, "What do you wish to confess my son."
Cristian sat there and looked at the screen, not knowing what to do but at last he decided to have some fun with the priest and scare him a little. He leaned forward and said, "Forgive me father but it has been a long time since my last confession and I have done a great many evil things and have loved it all. I have murdered people, destroyed their lives and taken their souls."
The priest gasped and said, "You must ask God to forgive you my son. He can forgive you better than I."
Cristian moved forward and said, "God can never forgive me for he has abandoned me. I have been cursed because of him."
The priest began to say something but before he could Cristian stood up and placed his hand on the screen. As soon as his hand touched the screen it began to shrink away as if trying to get away from the corruption of his hand. The priest started to make a sound but before he could Cristian walked through the destroyed screen and looked at him with a smile. The priest backed away and said, "Oh dear God, help me."
"He will never help you. Just like he has never helped all the others that I have taken."
The priest tried to move back again but before he could Cristian raised one hand and held him in place then placed that hand on the priest's chest. The priest let out a silent scream as Cristian felt his soul getting ripped away from his body. When he felt that the priest's soul had truly been taken he looked in the priest's eyes and saw that they were fully black and turned, walking through the destroyed screen and out of the booth. As soon as he walked out of the booth he saw a woman standing there and said, "I think he will see you now."
Cristian walked away from the booth and stopped long enough to hear the scream from the woman. He walked out of the church and out into the street, knowing that Lucifer would be happy with what he had done this day.
 
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Loki

Loki looked over at the throne. "Yes Lord, your will is done down there South Africa. The men that raped that little black girl are no more. And yes they knew who had sent them their just retribution. Their souls are well on the way to the underworld to serve Lucifer. Their kind would never have seen the light. Vermin like that is best left to Lucifer. What is my next mission, my Lord. A Dark Angel is loose on the world. Really, I had heard rumors of such a thing , but I had not run across one. I will gladly look in on this Dark Angel and see what he is up to. May I kill him? Please Lord, it has been awhile since I have had the pleasure. No, are you sure? Alright my Lord, your will shall be done. I will spy on this Dark Angel. Does this foul creature have a name? Cristian is it? Ok, I will find this Cristian. I will leave immediately. '

Loki hoped that the Lord had not noticed his reaction when he heard the name. Cristian had been one of the first angels that Loki had become friends with when he went to heaven. He had been saddened when Cristian had turned his back on the Lord and changed sides. Loki was anxious to find Cristian, and no matter what the Lord said, he vowed to kill the Dark Angel.
 
As soon as Cristian woke up the next morning he noticed that there was something terribly wrong. He tried to get out of bed but the harder he tried the harder something kept on pushing him down. He looked up at the ceiling and said, "What the hell is wrong with me?!"
Suddenly a voice sprang up in his head, a voice that he had not heard in over two thousand years.
There is nothing wrong with you. I have placed a spell on you until I have finished talking to you and you after you have heard what I have to say and have agreed to the question that I put to you then I will let you go. But if you say no to my question then I will destroy you and you know that I will have no qualms about doing so.
Cristian couldn't believe what was happening to him. He now had God talking to him. He never thought that he would hear that voice after he turned his back on God.
Now- you have destroyed too many lives Cristian and I want you to stop. I have let you do this for long enough and have not stopped you for one reason. I wanted to see if you could or would change your ways but I was sadly mistaken and the taking of the priest was more than I could take so there is something that I will do to you. It is something that you will not like and something that will mark you- making you a target for everyone.
Suddenly Cristian was lifted into the air and a white blue shaft of light slammed into his chest and knocked him down onto the bed. He suddenly felt something in his soul that he had not felt since he had fallen and that was the sense of evil and the revulsion that came with it. He dived into himself and was shocked to find that his sould was still black but near the front of it there was a pure white, almost blinding area there.
Now.... you are forever marked. That light part of your soul can never be changed so I am going to ask you to do one thing. I want you to promise me that you will hunt down all manner of evil being on Earth and if you do not thin I will destroy you or I will send someone that will do it for me. Someone that you will never expect.
"I will do as you ask Lord. I have no other choice."
 
Loki

Loki was concerned that this may be a long hunt so was determined to do this in a different way than ever before. He hid his wings, a move that made his heart leaden. But he reasoned with himself that the wings were kind of conspicuous. He affected a normal human form, similar to the way that he had looked before he had become an angel, except he gave himself better teeth. He landed in a park not to far from New York City. He was very familiar with NYC, since lots of vermin that he had dealt with in the past lived there. Levels of depravity seemed to have no limits in the Big Apple. This was a good place to start his search.

After hitching a ride to the city, an altogether new experience for Loki, he found his way to Time Square. He used his powers to search the mind of the man next to him. Holding his nose at the level of mental sickness and moral depravity, Loki was able to find the location of the nearest newsstand. The man also handed Loki all his money, under the Compulsion that Loki used. Loki takes the money and goes to the Newsstand. He buys a newspaper from the wizzened old man behind the counter. As their hands brush, Loki feels the old mans dreams that never came true. Loki snorts, he knows that men always want to be as good as angels, but do not have the capacity. Even this old man, with his small dreams, hoped to attain a level far above what humans should be allowed. Loki takes the paper and sits down on a park bench to begin to read.
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve laughs smoothly at the lame joke and takes another sip of champagne.

sigh... darkness, save me from boring narrow-minded men who only dream of the power i possess and fantasize about having me in their beds. the catty socialites with their committee schedules, spa appointments, and model children raised by nannies aren't any better. hmph.

with a light toss of her head, the dangling diamond earrings catch the light from the enormous tacky chandelier in the ballroom of the kaledin mansion. another pointless party held by another powerful family with old money and connections in new york city. genevieve excuses herself from the table and saunters over to the game room. she notices phillip kaledin staring boldly at her slender body covered with a fashionable low-cut black strapless dress with a slit on the side up to her thigh giving occasional glimpses of a black lace garter. he walkes toward her and smiles, showing off bright white teeth and a classic blond handsomeness.

sliding a finger down the line of his face and lucious green eyes, genevieve reads his thoughts:

what a sexy little slut showing off in that tight dress and dripping with diamonds. i wonder who gave them to her, not many men in new york city could afford such gifts. although, she might be worth it in bed. perhaps i'll ask her to take a tour of the house ending in my bedroom. wonder if she'll take being dominated. i bet she'll scream when she comes...

hiding a contemptuous look, she leans over slightly and watches him glance down her dress. genevieve blows a warm breath into his ear and kisses his the side of his neck with an open mouth, licking gently. observing his need and growing hardness, she is triumphant and thinks:

shall i kill this worthless one? would anyone miss him?

looking around, a few people are already leaving the party early.

"shall we leave? there are already a few guests going." she purrs.
"i don't think maman would notice. allow me to take you home." he answers with a heavy lidded look of desire.

as they exit, genevieve smiles and leads her latest sacrifice for satan to her luxurious apartment.
 
Loki

Loki is perusing the headlines when one catches his attention. It seems that a local priest was killed under mysterious cirumstances and that the police had absolutely no leads. It seems that this priest had a strong following and was leading many people back into the church. No wonder someone from down below had taken an interest in the man. Loki wondered if Cristian had anything to do with this. Loki was determined to find out for himself, so he walked to the church to look for his own information.
 
genevieve carlton

refreshed by the prior night's activities, genevieve cheerfully slides on a long flowy blood red dress with gold chain spaghetti straps. she applies matching lipstick and stares at her reflection in the mirror.

hmm... i love this shade of red. it reminds me of all the fresh blood i bathed in last night. i wonder who else in new york city knew that phillip enjoyed pain so much?

genevieve chuckled and used a touch of dark eyeliner.

another soul for my master and another amusing plot to unveil. so much fun to create scandals. who shall i frame for my lastest killings?

she swept up part of her hair into a golden clip and left the rest drift down onto her bare shoulders.

i look perfect, as usual.

opening a beautiful antique carved wooden jewelry box, genevieve removed a pair of dark garnet earrings in a setting of gold filigree and slipped them on. wandering out of the bedroom, she sits on a black leather couch and examines the newspaper.

oh no. another devoted priest killed in his parish. sooo sad, of course.

putting down the paper, genevieve decides it would amuse her to investigate the murder and toy with whomever the master sent to play in her city.
 
Loki

After walking 12 blocks, Loki has a new appreciation for his wings. If it wasnt for the fact of how conspicuous he would have been, he would have unfurled them 8 blocks ago. He looks up at the church that was the scene of the death. It looked little different than others he had seen, except the exterior was cleaner than most. Obviously a church where the parishioners took pride in their parish. Loki walked up towards the doors and noticed the Police tag barring the door. Loki looked over and saw a few officers still on the scene. They looked like they were gathering evidence.

Loki walked over to one of them . He placed a hand on the mans shoulder, startling the officer. Loki used his powers to quickly calm the man before he had drawn his gun. Loki asked him a few questions. The answers were consistant with what Loki expected. No visible weapons had been used, there was no blood what soever on the corpse. The strangest thing was the all black eyes. The forensic lab would have been shocked to know that all black eyes meant that the soul was forcefully reaved from the victim. Loki now knew that the death was the work of a non-human, someone of the upper or lower plains. Loki was not sure who was responsible but he had a strong suspicion. He looked around for clues that the others may have missed.
 
Cristian pulled his coat around him and felt the cold that was coming not from the weather or the wind but from the evil of the people all around him. Every person that he touched seemed to have a soul that had been blackened in some way and Cristian wondered if any of these people had been changed because of him and if they had then he truly had alot to redeem himself for. He walked past a newstand and scanned the papers, his eye catching the headline on one of them and he picked it up and paid for it before the old man standing there could say anything.

He read the article about the murder of the priest and shook his head- he had done this and he knew that there was nothing that he could truly do to make it up. Suddenly something slammed into his senses and he felt a rush of pure good slam into his soul and he knew that there was only one thing that could have a soul that pure and that was a guardian angel, the most power fighter of evil.

He stopped there and looked around, wondering if the guardian was watching him right now and thinking about what he should do. The old man looked at him and said, "Are you alright man. You have the same look on your face that that other man had."
Cristian turned to the old man quickly, "What other man. Which way did he go?"
"Easy man. He headed towards the church; you know the one. It's the one where that priest was killed- I mean what type of person would kill a priest. I hope that they catch the sick bastard who did it."

Cristian looked at him and said nothing.... he just walked away from the news stand as fast as he could.
 
John

John looked down into the street from his apartment on the 9'th floor of the building.not very luxurius,but it was cozy and didnt announce his presence to the world.He had sensed 2 more enter the city,making three in the city besides him.The strange thing had been one had switched sides.either completly or partly,he didnt know.He did know at least 2 of the three,and that they were older and probably more powerful than he was,he'd have to be careful this time,and try to stay out of sight.he walked outside and headed into the alleyway next to it,before changing into a common city pidgeon and took off,heading towards the more upper-class area.He was employed by Ms. Carlton to bring new events to her.Next,he would head to where he had sensed the other two and bring himself more up-to-date on what was happening in the city.
 
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Loki

Loki moved into the confessional box and looked around. Nothing looked out of sorts, then one thing caught his eye. A small black feather was stuck in the corner near the mesh screen. The officers may have thought it was a bird feather since many birds called the vaulted ceilings of the cathedral home. But Loki had seen these feathers before.

His mind went back to the war for power beween Lucifer and God. He remembers his kill total of dark angels far outweighed any other angel. At times, he was covered with the black feathers from the wings of fallen opponents. So now he knew that a dark angel was behind this death. Not a minor devil as he had feared. Loki reviewed in his mind the dark angels that were still alive. There was quite a few, but soon , this world would contain one less.
 
As soon as Cristian closed the door to his home he walked towards his sanctum and ran his hand over the wall. As soon as he did he felt that there was something wrong with it. As soon as the door opened he felt the evil that was placed in there. He walked in, closed his eyes and did something he hadn't done in over 2,000 years- pray.

As soon as he began to pray he felt something, he felt the presence of two powerful angels in the city, one very good and one extremely evil. He wondered what was going to happen to his life now.
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve leans back into the soft black leather chair and shuffles the pile of documents.

the time, the sheer effort of managing an empire like moonlight and shadow industries. sigh. at least it keeps me in designer clothes and invited to the important high society soirees.

her office is tastefully decorated with dark tones and expensive cherry wood furniture. a black leather couch rests in a dim corner lighted by a tiffany lamp in shades of blood. the floor to ceiling window behind the desk gives an immense view of the city.

boring, boring, boring. the affairs of petty humans running around for a brief time in the world for money, for fame, for power! material things that matter not after their squalling deaths.

she pushed back the chair and stretches stiff muscles from sitting at the desk too long.

i've done enough work for now. time for a little play before john arrives.

genevieve pushes the intercom button to speak to her secretary:
"candice, summon robert brooks," she orders.

she saunters around the office and contemplates her lucious vice president before he arrives.

brown hair and hazel eyes, nothing too special there. but his body. mmm. little robert likes to work out ever since he was the scrawny geek of the brooks family. mmmm. and blessed he is in other areas as well.

genevieve turns around and moistens her lips as her secretary knocks on the door to announce robert. she waits patiently for him to enter and motions to the black couch. then, genevieve slowly unzips her red dress, allowing it to fall onto the floor, and approaches him in black lace underwear. when she slides onto his lap, robert reverently touches the beauty and attempts his best at relieving her boredom.
 
John

Dropping through an open window,he quickly shifted back into his human form,this time wearing black pants with a black,button down shirt.He paused a minute to make sure he was tidy before walking down the hallway to the small room set up for his meetings with Ms. Carlton.He sat down into a black leather chair and waited calmly for her to arrive.
 
Loki

Loki held the feather to his forehead. He used one of the powers that he seldom did. He released some of his mental energy and was able to get a mental picture of where the Dark angel was located. He was familiar enough with the city to recognize it. He placed the feather in a pocket and went out onto the street and started walking to his destiny.
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve kisses robert lingeringly and slides off his lap regretfully. she has a business appointment more important than mere pleasure. he protests by pulling her back for more kisses and fondles her breasts.

"mmm. i'm late for an appointment, robert." genevieve whispers.
"it can wait for a few more minutes," he replies and slips his hand between her thighs to play with her clit.
"ohh. no, robert, i have to go." she answers.
"in a couple more minutes," he insists before inserting a finger inside her.
genevieve responds with quickened breathing and several throaty moans.
"are you sure you don't have time for me?" robert teases and lifts his erection into her ass.

with expert fingers and wet kisses on her body, he quickly brings genevieve to orgasm. spent, she lies contentedly on the couch while he disappers into the adjoining bathroom. robert returns with a wet washcloth and gently cleans the evidence of their play before dressing her again.

"quite a good little slave you are, my dear" genevieve tells him, regaining command, "and do remember to treat the scratches on your back."
"yes, ms carlton." he says.
"now, work on the takeover of relics incorporated, and perhaps i'll call for you again soon."

refreshed by the little afternoon delight, she leaves the office and heads toward the secret meeting room for her appointment.
 
John

John remains seated as Ms. Carlton enters the room.
"good afternoon,Ms. Carlton,I hope nothing to urgent came up to make you late to our meeting"

(ooc:Im only gonna put that,since i dont want to take control of anyone's character without permission)

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Well I woke up in mid afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host
If dreams are like movies then memories are films about ghosts
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve breezes into the meeting room and is greeted by john.

"good afternoon, ms carlton, i hope nothing too urgent came up to make you late to our meeting." he politely says.
"urgent? of course not." she raises an eyebrow at his presumption. "now, what information have you discovered?"
 
John

"There are currently 2 others beside us,but you probably know that,but what you probably dont know is that one of them got a visit from.....,upstairs,and it isnt the one that you would probably suspect"
He looked at her quietly for a moment,before continuing on.
"Also,you may also know this,but a local priest was killed in his confession box,also he had all black eyes,compliments from one of our 'friends' in the city."
He paused a moment again,watching her,then countinued.
"what you probably dont know,is that sometime last night one of them switched sides partly or completly.That's all I have so far Ms. Carlton except for gossip normal city gossip.If you require it I will come back later with more information"
He sat back again quietly,and watched Ms. Carlton for any expression to show that he could catalauge,so that he could bring better information to her and to others.
 
Loki

Loki arrives at his destination. He looks at the building, it was a perfect cover for a renegade angel, very close to a church so that he could taunt his status to god. Loki rang the doorbell and waited for an answer. No answer and Loki was getting impatient. He tried to use his strength to rip open the door, but some means kept it from hapenning. This was further evidence that this was not the residence of a normal human.

Loki decided to take a chance. He looked in all directions before releasing his wings. He flew around the house and then landed on the roof. He tried the latch to the skylight and smiled. It gave easily to his strength. "People always forget the roof locks. " He opened the window, and slowly flew down to the floor. He looked around and did not immediately see the object of his search. He called out in the darkness, "Come out, I know you are here. "
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve perches on the arm of a chair and contemplates the information.

"interesting. i think you should watch these two. especially the one who switched sides. my master would reward you well. and so would i." she suggests, "but the present is the moment we exist in, isn't it?"

genevieve moves stealthily next to john like a dangerous tiger.

"thank you, my dear." she throatily whispers and kisses him lingeringly.

she straightens after awhile and caresses his face lightly before striding toward the door. genevieve turns to blow him a kiss and disappears into the corridor.
 
John

Johm sighed and sat back for a moment,contemplating what he would do next.he would go and get more information on the other two in the city,but he would be careful what he told any of them.a wrong move and he would be gone.He was getting tired of giving out information to one side,he decided,after a moment's thought,he would have to contact one of His operatives.The danger of being destroyed didnt worry him much,it never had,but he wasnt going to act foolishly,but he was beginning to get a spark of interest on this one,he wondered how long it'd last.he'd just have to wait and see.He stood and walked back to the open window and changed,leaving the building and heading towards where he had last felt the closest of the two.He would go on from there.
 
genevieve carlton

genevieve reclined in her bathtub and toyed with the bubbles. she thought about the man anxiously awaiting her arrival at a luxurious hotel in an hour and laughed heartily. he was a visiting dignitary willing to cheat on his wife after a few heated glances at a charity function last week. she had made him wait torturously for a full week and sent little reminders every day. a little erotic note detailing her favorite sexual positions. a dozen white roses to tease him for his rampant lust. a tiny pair of silky bikinis sprayed with her perfume. genevieve sighed and envisioned the pleasure she would receive from this latest victim.
 
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