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 Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:11 am
There is a shadow lurking over me:
The Resting Wolf
I hear whispers in the night, calling out
Sierra
I have been alive for this many years:
Unknown, estimated to be 238
Even in my nightmares, I know that I am a
Female
I cannot deny what I am:
Angel
Looking back, I can see why I am this way:
Sierra is not sure of her origins, or even how long she has been around, but she does know that the collision of the worlds has changed her life. Now the angel spends her time trying to protect the humans from the demons that came with the collision as well. Days pass as she watches over the humans that are being possessed, doing her best to save as many of them as possible. It is her sworn duty, as a chosen one, to rescue this world and force the demons back to their hell. So with the others sent to save the world she marches valiantly.
When I look in the mirror, someone stares back at me:
Generally dressed in every day clothes to blend.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 8:15 am
The Demon Within (Forum)
HISTORY(pictures have been removed for space purposes, her posting style can be viewed under the TESTING thread)
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Sierra paced the streets restlessly. Today she had chosen a simple T-shirt and a pair of jeans to better blend with the clouds. A beautiful piece of magic bestowed upon her at a young age kept her magnificent wings hidden from the view of humans. Although she knew this shielding technique did not work for the supernatural such as other angels or demons. The night was young yet and already Sierra had dealt with several of the demons terrorizing the planet. Somewhere, spread across the world, were others filling the same job slots as herself. The occupation she held was a dangerous one, she might not ever return from it and many would not, but it was still a necessity. Just recently the barriers between the worlds had fuzzed out and allowed both extreme evil and extreme good to walk the earth. Senses automatically honed in on a number of demons inside a club, and so her path carried her through the squeaky door. Deep blue eyes quickly zeroed in on approximately three different young people who radiated a evil that the other humans could not see. None of the hatreds present were passive either, and so she picked her way through the crowd to join another angel she found to also be assessing the situation.
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Quiet conversation with the other angel was short and to the point, they generally tried not to over congregate in small places otherwise they became to conspicuous. The other angel made no acknowledgment to Sierra as he slipped out after his own decided mark and she turned back to the ground. In the middle of the floor now was a demon possessed boy dancing with a girl who looked close to his age ... she was human. Sierra resisted the urge to scowl and pounce on the tail-dragging demon as he looked over his prey. Finding an empty seat she dropped herself lightly into it and did the only thing she could do. Wait. Several approached her for whatever reason and she made them all some kind of excuse not to sit with her. Eyes stayed locked on the demon boy and the girl he was with, waiting for him to depart.
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Only one creature set her off like that and for the first time that night Sierra's eyes swiveled from her demon to the door to see another young man obviously taken over by the demon. A sigh washed over her as she pondered the new situation. Now there was two of them and one of her in such a small club. Did she mention that said club was filled with humans? Remaining casual she allowed her gaze to slide back to the previous demon and noted the difference in the newcomer. The newcomer had wings marking him instead of a tail. Perhaps this posed more of a threat? Who really knew, other than the demons? It could just be personal preference to the parasite. On edge now Sierra watched them both cautiously, but she was like a mouse trapped in her hole by a cat. There was no action she could reasonably take, right now.
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Time to go. The demon had left the floor and was quickly making his way towards the door, and towards the other demon. Dismissing the second one for now, she could not take too many tasks on at once, she stood and moved through the crowd silently. Slipping between people gently brushing or never touching at all she moved in on her mark. "Now, just step through the door..." Sierra chided quietly under her breath as she skirted around people, as if she was not in a hurry to get out.
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Finally her mark slipped out the door and Sierra slid through the rest of the crowd to follow him out. Pulling the door closed firmly behind her she smiled a bit as the silence of the night washed over her, so peaceful. Or at least it would have been peaceful if the taint of demon was not strong on the air. With an involuntary shudder she glanced around her and took off at a brisk pace down the sidewalk to her right. As she passed the alley beside the club she stopped and backed up. Peering down it although she knew it would have been nearly pitch black to human eyes she could see the young man closer to the other end curled against the wall. Just long enough to identify him she stood there then walked on and slipped into the alley beside the next building. Making sure it was deserted she unfolded her wings and launched gracefully into the night sky only to land on the building that was to her back and peer over the edge, down at the demon possessed man. In near silence she dropped from the top of the building to the ground, using her wings to ease her fall, in front of the demon and folded the ivory feathers tight against her back once more..
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