The Beautiful and the Damned
miss-rina · Ongoing · 43.4k Words
Introduction
He was the owner.
And the ancient angel was going to stop at nothing to get what was rightfully his.
.............................
"Are you willingly to fight beside me Amica mae?" He asked looking at me with a certain glint in his eyes, I knew everything at this point depended on my answer.
I stared right back at him, at 'my angel', by the god's he was perfectly alluring, it was simply unfair.
A smirk automatically adorned my lips "With you Meus rex, anytime"
He released a beaming smile, then he rose his head looking up to the heavens. With his dark brown almost black silky hair looking as ravishing as ever he gave an intense sinister smile, as if sending a very radiant 'fuck you' to the entire host of heaven.
Damn I love this man.
Chapter 1
"OH my God he's gonna jump!"
"Someone do something!"
"Call the police damn it!!!"
The young man lurking in the shadows rolled his eyes in intense exasperation observing the plain stupidity the crowd of humans were exhibiting. They should have done something themselves instead of screaming their lungs out.
"God I'm so sorry but I can't continue to live this life anymore. I just can't" meanwhile the man that was about to commit suicide mumbled to himself all sorts of gibberish.
Seker rolled his eyes yet again and then snorted.
"This is worse than what they show on 'their' crappy TV"
Being he wasn't getting any form of entertainment he decided to teleport himself closer to the man that was in fact trying to commit suicide.
"And what do we have here ladies and gentlemen another suicidal mortal this week..they just keep coming and coming Never gets old" Seker laughed to himself as the man looked at him with a very much visible fear.
"W-hh-o are you an-d how did you manage to get up here? i'm pretty sure I jammed the door" the man said really confused by what was happening.
"A jammed door, really?" with a short laugh Seker continued "I've singly fought and conquered countless kings, armies, and nations with my bare hands, a jammed door really isn't even a speck of dust to me"
"But its still jammed, so how did you get up here?" looking behind Seker you could see the door was still pretty much very jammed.
With an overly exaggerated wink Seker responded "I have my ways"
"Whatever, moving on..Name: Jace Peter's, Age: 38, Reason for losing interest in life: Annoying Boss..Now don't we all have that" Seker interjected on his speech with a sinister bone chilling chuckle.
The grim reaper wasn't getting anywhere and he knew it, because the human kept looking at him scared and confused.
He sighed"Okay let me make it easier for you, Hi I'm the insanely charismatic Angel of death, here to carry your eternal soul..blah blah blah.. you know the drill, Now can you please stand still so I can imprint your face on my book Jacey boy"
"What the hell" Jace mumbled
"See dude either you want to jump off this roof top or you don't. I don't have all day to aid you on your life choices buddy" Seker was getting very annoyed now, that's why he hated humans to the very end, they couldn't always decide on what they wanted in life.
"I'm not so sure father created this one with a working brain" Seker muttered to himself before sighing yet again.
"Am I speaking Greek?I said jump you weasel or don't, its really all up to you. I don't have all day to babysit" he repeated.
"Wa-it yo-u're the ac-tu-al grim reaper?" Judging from Jace's question it was obvious that Seker was going to have to push the man himself.
"Isn't the scythe and the hoodie enough evidence?" Seker raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
Deciding he has had enough, with his eyes shining a very vibrant deadly silver he glared at the lean looking human. His glare was so intense that Jace flinched back, almost tripping off the edge of the roof.
"Okay I have decided, I have decided..I don't want to die, please I'm sorry, really sorry don't kill me Mr death" Seker looked intensely at the poor man and snorted. 'Mr death' really? he has heard much better names.
"Really? Are you kidding, you're no fun Jacey boy, I was looking forward to some blood at least" Seker licked his lips deadly although Jace couldn't see this because of the shadow Seker placed on his face from his nose down to his lips.
"Well anyways you get to live another day, you're a very lucky man Jace. But first I'll have to take away your memory of me, we won't want a disorder in the universe now would we" Before Jace could even utter another statement, Seker flicked his fingers removing Jace memories.
"Huh, what happened? Who are you? Why am I up here?" The now confused human rambled on.
"Let's just say you missed your way. Now chop chop leave this place. Now!" Seker commanded using his powers to control Jace's mind and body.
When the man finally left, Seker blew out a breath already exhausted, he was lucky that this was the last job for the night, well for him that is. He was already worn out from the day, and he could care less if his father thought he was neglecting his job.
He hated how his father gave him two jobs. The first was to collect souls and record them, and the other was for him to convince humans not to give up on this cruel life. I mean it's not like he took a degree in counseling in the third heavens. And for this he thought his father hated him the most out of himself and his brothers.
As he was about to teleport out of there, Seker spotted a particular human out of the crowd that had formed below.
The green eyed human looked like she was looking directly at him, which was impossible, because, One, human beings weren't able to see him in this form when he was the angel of death except he wanted them to, and two, judging from this height it was very much impossible for any human to even make out his features.
Seker squinted his eyes baffled that a human could actually see him. He felt like he was being drawn in by those stunning big green eyes.
Then it finally clicked. He knew exactly what was going on, He knew there was only one creature in the whole miserable universe that could make things play out this way. Why was he soo slow to realize this.
He chuckled aloud to himself, to any person it would seem like he was somewhat amused, but it was very far from that, oh! so very far from that. Because the storm forming in his eyes wasn't even an angry storm, it was beyond any form of rage you could ever imagine.
Looking up to the heavens he smirked.
"You want to play a game old man? well I'm all set. I hope you choose your next moves wisely oh dear Father"
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