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Demon Hands: Chapter One

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                I used to think of this as a beautiful blessing. I'm not sure why or how but I know I deserve this. I had it coming. Someone like me should have never been born. I can hear the voices telling me that I'm right, that I did the correct thing. "But, why?" I keep asking myself, "Why?" Why does it feel so wrong? "They mean nothing to you." "They would have hurt you." "They deserve to die." No, it's not true. None of it is. I can't even look at myself anymore. I killed them. I killed all of them.
                That night was darker than usual with a cold wind, loud, pounding on the walls of the warm cave. The whistling could be heard as wind enter the opening of the cave and blow around until it disappeared. A cold shiver was sent down my back when I heard it. This shiver made my sharp claws shot out of my paw and made me jump. They are at least a foot long. They look metallic, starting at the tip of my small fingers, that grew wider when they were at full extent, grew smaller in width until they met at a sharp point. They shined in the light of the fire. These claws could kill another being with just a quick strike. They cut deeply and thoroughly into the flesh of the victims. I didn't want to look at them. I wanted them gone. But I couldn't make them go away. I was born with this. This, awful curse that has been placed upon me for reason that I do not know. And the sins that are created from these are worse. I kill innocent people for the sake of wiping out their kind for someone I barely know and like. He controls what I do and he can end my life with a blink of his eye. Or make me suffer slow death of disease or torture. Whatever he says I do. There is absolutely no questioning.
                "Noelle," said a dark, strong voice from behind me. My ears perked up ad my claws recoiled back into my hands. I turned around, standing straight in the presence. He looked back into my eyes with the most seriously look, as usual and continued, "I have another mission for you. An assassination, as you may have guessed." Just what I wanted to hear. But I mustn't disobey or roll my eyes to my master. He had complete control over me and what I do. I swallowed lightly. "There's another one here. Trying to restore their damned peace and eliminate us. They tried sneaking in but the guards spotted them in city. I need you to go and kill him. Is that clear? Or must I have Sheldon do it?" Sheldon is the other assassin here. He murders normal citizens in this city because he's not as advanced as I. He's never gone against an angel and he wasn't going to start today if it was strong one.
                I nodded my head up and down as approval of the mission. I knew I couldn't back out. He smiled an evil little smirk and looked at me, "Good, good. Now get to it," he said, swatting his paw in my direction, "We need them gone as soon as possible!" I looked at him and then ran to my room to get ready. This wasn't one of his typical missions today. I was sent out to kill an angel. Angels are sent here as well but to eliminate out kind before it gets too out of control. To stop them, we must kill them as well, as a warning to the others to stay away. There's much history behind it, actually. But overall, we're the bad guys. We've been sent all over this planet to kill their race. And we will succeed someday, I know we will.
                I rushed into my room and opened the closet where my suit hung. It was a one piece suit, fit for me. It was like a leather texture to the touch and shined in the light. It covered my whole body except for my head and tail. I let my tail flow freely because it was as black as the suit. I zipped it up in the back and slipped on my fingerless gloves. I coiled my hands into a fist and looked at them for a moment. I blinked and looked back up. I pulled my goggles over my eyes and flipped the hair out of my eyes with a flick of my neck. I would not fail tonight. That angel would be dead before he even saw it coming. I would not fail today.
The breeze blew my hair and fur in many different directions while I was near the entrance of the cave. My paw reached up to grab my rope from the hook. I hooked it on my belt and reached for my pistol. The pistol was just in case they didn't die or there was a witness. This I put in my belt as well. Everything secure and ready, I vanished in the dark night. I
I gained a running start and then jumped, shooting my grappling hook to a high tree branch. It clung on tightly and sent me flying into the dark sky. The wind was on my side today, blowing for the west. I pressed all my weight on the first branch, gained balance, and then pounced to the next and the one after that. It felt great to fly through the night. The wind brushing through my long white hair and dark black fur. The forest came to an end and the lights of the city were in the distance. I jumped down into the wet grass. My paws felt the coldness but I ignored it. I reached down for my cell phone, to tell Maximillion where I was. The bright screen flashed in my eyes and I flew my head sideways to block the light. I looked back a few heartbeats later. Clicking the button, I started my call with him.
"Hello Master. I'm near the siting of it," I started, trying to sound as serious as possible, "I haven't seen anything suspicious so far but you never know where they could be."
"Good," He said. You could tell he had an evil smirk on his face from the way he said it. "Tell me when the task is over." And then he hung up.
I put my phone away in my belt and sighed. Sometimes I wish I could just run away and never go back there but I know he'd find me. He'd send Sheldon to get me. Even though Sheldon is one of my best friends, he'd find me in a heartbeat just to save his own life. Maybe he would leave with me. No. What was I thinking? Running away is never an option here. Only following the rules and doing what you're told is. Death is the consequence if you disobey. I'm stuck here.
My hair blew into my eyes again and I flicked them back into place. I blinked my eyes slowly and kept them shut for a moment. Please help me. I thought and then opened my eyes slowly again. I need to get to work and start looking. I stood up straight for a moment and then back down into a battle stance. He could easily strike at any time. I had to keep my eyes peeled for any movement. My paws moved around in the wet grass as I slowly moved alongside the forest. Looking through the trees and bramble.
My ears perked straight up. I turned around quickly and looked straight where the sounds originated. I stayed frozen. No muscles moved. Only my eyes, flicking back and forth. Nothing's there, I thought to myself. I blinked and stood up from my stance slightly.
At that very moment, something burst through the bushes behind me. I had no time to turn. The thing stuck my back so hard. It felt as if a car had just rammed into me. Bending and breaking me. Causing my heart to beat out of normal tempo and speed up. My body slammed to the ground and my head followed. White hair was everywhere around me on the ground.
My red eyes opened and I looked next to me. All I could see was my snow white hair lined with dirt and grass now. I closed my eyes again as I realized the pain in my back and the pounding in my head. I shut them hard and wished they would never open again. But I couldn't not cry, not now.  Crying was a sign of weakness and that would disobey the rules. Tears were a sin to the devil.
Something bashed into my side. My breath left my body quickly and I started coughing and gasping air in. My eyes opened again and I looked up to see this thing that had so brutally knocked me to the ground. With wide eyes and in shock, I realized it was an angel. The light reflecting off of him was bright. His image looked kind and gentle but his facial expression said otherwise.  I cringed at this sight and tried looking away but I couldn't. He was just so beautiful and bright.
He pressed down harder with his foot and his low growl increased into a hiss. He didn't like the site of me. I looked away, trying to hold back the tears. He didn't even want to look at my face. He thought of me as a repulsive, disturbed creature that only thirsts for blood and guts. He saw the devil in my bright, red eyes and the sins that ran through my disgusting black blood. No matter how much I wished, I would never be beautiful to anyone who looked at me. I was nothing but a hideous creature to all eyes. Even my own.
"I will not hold back on killing you!" he hissed with an angry tone. "All of your kind should be dead!" I closed my eyes again as tight as I could. Maybe if I closed them tight enough I would leave this place and teleport somewhere else. Somewhere far from here.
"Please," I whispered quietly and in pain. "D-don't hurt me." I had to choke the words out. It was so hard to breathe with his paw slammed down on my right side. I coughed a bit and looked up at him again, being sure not to make eye contact. His wings were spread out in a hostile manner. His fur was pure white with bright orange hair and so were his ears. He flicked his orange tail back and forth angrily. He was very serious now and I knew that he was going to kill me and send me to hell.
'Why shouldn't I? You're a sick demon and you don't belong here! This is not your place to kill innocent lives just for your own power hunger. I'm not letting you get away with this you horrendous creature!" He shouted. The words rolled off of his tongue perfectly. Neither mistakes nor stuttering. His speech was perfect and I could never compare to his level. His voice was beautiful even when angry. I wish I could just hide my ugly face.
I turned my head back down to the ground. "I wasn't going to hurt you. I swear!" I lied through my teeth, "Please, let me go!" I said once again after a long breath. I moaned a bit at the pain of my side now. Please, let me go!
"Why should I, you scum?" He growled, "You were sent to kill me! You're like the rest! Filthy!" He hissed in my face. His claws were now pierced in my side. I screeched loudly and hissed. Uncontrollably, I swung my left leg around and kicked his foot off me. I jumped up onto all fours and flicked my tail in an angry manner. My ears laid flat on my head and my eyes were narrow with anger. I jumped up onto my feet into a battle stance. My claws shot out from my hands in point five seconds. They reflected the moon light at the tips. They sounded as if metal was sliding across each other when brushed together. Like to knives clashing. I didn't let up my stance.
"I don't want to hurt you," I started, "Please, give me just one chance to prove to you I'm not like the others." He looked into my goggles but couldn't see my red, angry eyes. I don't think he believed me but it was worth a chance. "I will let you go if you don't harm me." I stated. He relaxed his shoulders slightly and his eyes weren't as hostile as before.
"Why should I let you? Just to kill more innocent people?" He hissed in between in perfect teeth. His whiskers twitched as he talked. I swallowed a bit and relaxed my shoulders a bit. "No," I whispered, "I don't want to harm any more people." I said, looking down. The night turned silent for a moment before he spoke once again. "How can I believe you after what you have done?" In a serious voice. His tone lowered. Maybe this can work. I thought to myself.
I kept looking down. My paw slowly started to reach up to my goggles and moment later. In pure silence, I removed them from my eyes and placed them on the top of my head. My eyes were still fixed on the ground until I slowly tilted my head upwards in his direction. My red eyes were glowing in such a manner never seen before. You were never supposed to release your true identity to anyone, especially an angel. That was one of the worst rules and I had just broken it. I could taste death on my tongue.
"I don't want to hurt anymore people. I want to be lifted from this curse and never have to do this again." The words poured out of my mouth uncontrollably and the tears started dripping down my cheek. I was crying. I have never cried before. This was a completely new feeling to me. It felt as if my pain was leaving my body. "I'm not like the others," I continued in between deep breaths, "I don't want to kill but I must to stay alive. I must kill all these people to obey my master. I do anything he tells me too or I will be punished in any way he wants. If I could change this I would but I cannot. I cannot without someone else's help. I just," I started balling. I wiped away the tears from my cheeks and eyes with the back of my paw. "I just don't want to be like this. I hate it. I hate it so much."
His angry face eased. He looked kind of sad and sympathetic. Maybe he understood me. Maybe he could connect to my pain. Probably not. No one could, not even Sheldon. I was alone in this dark world and all I needed was someone just to understand me. Maybe he saw that my tears were real. He stood there, like a statue. I could tell he didn't know what to say. I had caught him off guard and he was not expecting this.
"I, I don't really know what to say. I wish I could help but that would go against the rules."
"Forget the damn rules!" I shouted, "I just want this gone! I don't want these!" I flung my hand forward in his direction, showing my long claws to him. "These sins, I don't deserve them! I have done nothing wrong! These things only kill! I cannot love, nor touch anyone without them dying!"  I was balling again. Screaming out my words between the sobs. My mind was blank. I wasn't thinking but the words wouldn't stop coming out. "I hate myself for this. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself…" I repeated, each sentence getting quieter and quieter.
There was nothing but pure silence in the atmosphere. It felt as if we were the only ones on this damned planet. I lowered my hand back down slowly. We just stared at each other for what seemed like hours. He finally closed his eyes to think, repeating everything I had said in his mind. His ice blue eyes opened again and he looked right into my fire red eyes.
"I don't know how to fix this. I have no idea how to make this unreal to you." He whispered. My eyes widened and then shut tightly.  I tilted my head to the side and moaned a bit at the sound of this. It was like a bullet in the heart. I held back the yelling and shouting by biting down on my lip. "But you're an angel!" I said a bit loudly, "I thought you could perform miracles and fix the bad!" I brought my head back up slowly and opened my eyes again. Another river of tears poured down my cheeks again.  
"I can't do everything like that. I'm not a high enough rank like the others." He said, looking slightly away. He turned his head back in my direction, "If I could I would." He whispered. "I'm sorry." His head dropped down and faced the ground. He looked disappointed because he couldn't help someone like he was supposed to. I could tell he was truly sad about this. I sighed and stood straight up again, facing him. The tears had stopped but the sad face remained.
I stepped forward a bit, "Don't blame yourself." I said in a regretful voice. I know felt bad because I made him sad. I hated disappointing people. But it had become such a regular thing that I was used to it. But this time it felt like real disappointment. I could sense his sadness easily. "It's not your fault I'm like this and it's not your fault I can't be fixed." I said in a low tone, trying to comfort him a bit.
"But," he started quietly, "I want to help you now. I easily see that you are unhappy with whom you are and that's the worst sadness anyone can feel." He stated a bit louder so it was easier to hear.
"Then kill me." The words just poured out of my mouth without any thought. I said it in the darkest tone. The place grew completely silent and he looked up in shock with wide eyes and a slightly opened mouth.  I kept the same stance and expression on my face. What am I saying? I thought to myself but I didn't take it back. "You were sent here to kill me. So do as you must. Why should my pain punish you? Just go ahead. I'm better off dead any way." I spoke clearly and confidently. I wasn't going to take it back and if he knew what the right thing to do was, then he wouldn't give a second thought to it. He's send his white blade through my disgusting beating heart that keeps putting this black blood through my awful carcass of a body. Black blood would rain onto him and his blade and his mission would be complete. It would stain his pure white suit as a trophy of him accomplishment. And the taste of it in his mouth would be the taste of victory and satisfaction.
He looked at me and then stepped forward a bit. We seemed to be getting slowly closer. This disgusted me yet I wanted it. He looked deeply into my eyes. It's as if he could see into my broken soul and read the history of my twisted life from birth to now. "I-I cannot…" He said quietly. "I cannot kill someone as beautiful as you." My eyes widened. No one has ever called me beautiful. Not even my own mother, or Sheldon. Nobody has. My heart started pounding quickly again. What was this feeling?
I kept silent, thinking he might take it back as soon as I talked. I had so much to say but my mouth wouldn't work correctly. It just stayed open, my jaw dropped. He looked into my wide eyes. Maybe he knew this already. Maybe he knew that I have never been shown such courtesy. No one has even shown such kindness to me. My heart raced so fast, it felt as if it would stop.
"You don't mean it, do you?" I asked. He couldn't be real here. I wasn't beautiful. I wasn't even pretty, or attractive in anyway. I was an ugly demon with an ugly sin that I tried to hide from the world. This didn't feel right but yet it felt so good. My soul was tainted with disgustingness and was tearing at the seams. How could I, a demon, be beautiful in any way, shape, or form?
"No, I do mean it," he started, "I wouldn't say something I didn't mean." He walked closer until he was barely a foot and a half away. I stepped back a bit as my claws zoomed out of the tips of my fingers. I tried to hide them behind my back but it was no use. It wasn't my fault. They came out when they sensed danger in anyway, especially in the presence of an angel. I felt awful about this. "I'm sorry but please stay away. I don't want to hurt you! I can't help this, I swear. Please, don't come any closer." I said, hiding my face and newly formed tears with my paw, claws extended. I hated this. I hated this so much. But yet, I couldn't leave or run away.
He jumped back at the sight of the claws. I felt awful for scaring him. I didn't mean it! "It's okay," He started, "I understand now. I'm sorry you have to go through this." He looked at me as I lowered my arm from my face. New tears were dripping off my cheeks. I looked dead straight into his eyes and he back into mine. Something connected there. A connection that could never be broken.  We stayed there for a while, just staring into each other. It was an odd experience but yet so good. I wish I could stay there forever.
After a few moments of just standing there, my claws retracted and I could finally relax. I lowered my shoulders and my head. My knees were weak and wobbly. I looked at my paws. They were shaking too. I felt so distant from reality. I looked back into his eyes.
"I should leave," I said, turning away and walking slowly into the forest. "Wait!" He shouted in a sweet voice. I stopped dead in my place. What does he want with me? I thought to myself. I turned my head to face him. He stood there with his arm out, like he wanted to reach for me. He lowered his arm and calmed his stance.
"What's your name?" He asked softly. My ears perked up a bit slowly and my eyes widened a bit. I turned completely around slowly to face him. I lowered my arms from clinging to each other and placed them on my side. I blinked and then looked at him again. "I don't believe you told me before." He said. No, I didn't because you had me pinned to the ground.
"Noelle." I said simply. My name was like a tease to me. It was the name of an angel, not a demon girl like me. Based off the word, "noel," which meant happiness and rejoice. Neither of those words defined me. He smiled at my name. I haven't seen him smile this whole conversation. It was a warm smile. It's as if I could feel the warmth of it coming off of his happy face and onto my cold body. My mouth slowly distorted into a smile. It felt weird. I haven't smiled in so long. It felt new to me but it was a good new.
"How did you come up with a name like that?" He kept smiling. I smiled and looked down. I couldn't help but blush. My cheeks turned a soft black from my black blood. He looked at me and blushed as well. Except his cheeks turned a pure white rather than a dark black like mine. I shrugged at his question. I didn't want to lecture him my whole life story so I simply didn't answer. My mother had named me that. She thought I was a miracle to the world. She thought that before she was murdered by Maximillion, right in front of me. But I was much too young to remember what had happened.
I looked back to him, "What about you?" I said quietly. I didn't want him to tell me things he was uncomfortable with saying. I bit my lip a little. His words gracefully danced off of his tongue, "Noah." A typical angel name. But it seemed so beautiful and it fit him so well. Noah. I wouldn't forget that anytime soon.
"Cute." I said simply. I looked up at him and softly smiled. He smiled back, "Thanks! So is yours. Not many angels are named that. I would've never expected a demon to be named that." It was a very odd name for me. "Maybe it means something significant to your life." I looked up at him with wonder. Maybe he's right. Maybe it's a prophecy or something. I giggled, "Pshh, doubt it." I lied to him and myself. What was I? Just an awful demon. Nothing special and I never will be.  I looked back at him with a blank expression and he looked back. I bit my lip and clutched my left arm with my right paw.
"I should probably be going." I stated quietly. I didn't want to leave. I wish I could just stay here forever with Noah. It seemed like it was meant to be. I'm not sure why. Noah looked at me sadly, "Why?" I looked up at him with the same look.
"Maximillion is probably wondering if the job is done." I said, biting my lip again. The job would never be fulfilled but I'd have to lie to him.  Noah looked at me with an odd look. "What?" I asked.
"But the job isn't done." He said, looking a bit worried. I looked up at him and smiled, "I don't want to hurt you." My smile disappeared, "I'll have to lie to him." I reached up and scratched my head in fright. I had to think of a good lie to tell him. He would never know, I figured.  Only I and Noah would know, right? I'd think of this later on my way back to the cave.
"Be careful," He said to me in a worried tone. Did he really worry about me or was it a cover up? Maybe he was really caring like angels are said to be. I could only wish he meant it. But I wouldn't know. No one's ever said the things he said to me tonight. It made me feel unreal. It made me feel wanted and without sin running through my veins.
"I'll try." I said, starting to turn away to the forest where I had come from. "Good bye." I started to slowly walk towards the forest again. My feet were like concrete blocks. I didn't want to leave this moment. I was walking away from my heaven and retreating back to hell. But then again, I was damned demon. I didn't deserve to be treated like this. I didn't deserve to live this experience. He should have killed me at first glance but he didn't. But why didn't he? I kept asking myself in my mind. Why didn't he kill me? Twas a question I may never know. I stopped before the bushes and the dark of the forest. I turned my head to see him. He was still standing there, watching me leave. I blinked.
"Will I see you again?" I said blankly. What was I doing? I could never be seen with an angle and he could never be seen with a demon. If we were caught doing this, we would both be sentenced to death. And even after death, we'd still be worlds apart. I was stupid to think and say this.
This caught him by surprise and he smiled slightly, "Meet me here tomorrow at midnight." He said kindly. I was shocked at this and then smiled lightly. He really wanted to see me again. No matter my hideous blood or the sins I've done. He really wants to see me! Me! I was so surprised and happy that I could help but smile.  I turned back around and jumped into the darkness of the forest, leaving Noah behind.
My heart was racing with this new feeling that I couldn't explain. I couldn't help but smile the whole way back to the cave. He was all I had on mind and the moments we spent together. I have never felt something like this. It was unreal yet it was really happening. It felt like a dream come true. Maybe this could be my chance to leave this retched world with him and go back to him home planet. But, then again, they would never accept a demon girl like I. The sins that ran through my veins could never be erased from me or my past. It would always be carried with me no matter where I went. This I feared the most.
But I kept thinking that there must be some way to erase these scars and sins. This black blood could be pure white one day. I could only wish. I could only dream. I could only see the images of the world I wanted to in my small distorted mind. The bright white light burned the black away and I would be pure. Acceptance is all I asked for. Acceptance and love is all I wanted ever since my mother was killed before me. By the damned person that now controls every aspect of my life. I can't live with it any longer. This was my time to escape. My time to be free and I wasn't going to let it slip through my claws.
This is a short story that I have to write for English honors. It was originally three pages long but I extended it and made it better so now it's 12!! XD
I hope you guys like it, I mean, if you read it all. It's a pretty cute story in my opinion.
I've had this idea for a while but just recently I've put it onto paper, or in this case, the computer.
So, yeahh.
There ya go! Enjoy!!~
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NinjaWriter44's avatar
holyjesusfuckinghellllll
so much text!! D:

wait, what am i saying?
i have a story that's 120 pages long...

but now that i can actually read this story clearly instead of your handwriting, i like it XD