Crimson Moon: Chapter 1- Wake up

~You think a story starts with life and the extension of good? Well this story is Different.~

     Screams filled the battle ground as a short, brown haired girl fell to the ground. Blood and acid splayed on her left side, comrades turned to see the woman fall but none helped as one of her own kind stood over her. Dark purple eyes glared at the now frail girl shifting to yellow. "You'll never be anything but a selfish little hybrid- you don't even deserve to be alive." The girl looked up at him and coughed up crimson red, "I still have some kind of demon in me, you can't kill me forever." The glare worsened and the person grabbed her throat, "Angel Vartay I swear one day your demon blood will not save you, and you'll die alone." The dark red scaly hand tightened around Angel's neck holding her windpipe almost closed. Angel glared at him and spit in his face.

     Saliva and crimson blood ran down the man's cheek, "And you Voltergâ will one day know why you are not a real fire demon." That pushed Voltergǎ to the edge. He grabbed Angel's head and twisted it hard. Twisted bone and marrow poked out at the sides, some even cutting open the sides and spilling the red from inside of her. The now frail body was limp in Volterga's hads, and as he let go her body hit the floor hard. Blood dripped from Angel's now lifeless eyes and mouth.

"You'll die at my hands and my hands alone-"

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     Angel sat up from her bed breathing hard, her eyes stayed a pure black color until she was calm and they returned to the caramel brown. She looked around the room remembering that she was in her room in Hell 96. She sighed as she ran a hand down her face, "Just a dream Angel- calm down." her hand slowly went down to her neck and she shivered at the thought of the dream. The lightly tanned girl got up and walked to her bathroom looking at herself in the mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror like normal when her eyes went down to her side where a scar was. Angel started at the web like scar then started tracing it with her fingers, it was still odd to her but it made her. She stopped for a moment then shook her head and went back into her room to grab her shell.

3 new messages Yosuki  3:49

Remind: Race at 4:50-7:00  2:00

     Angel blinked at the name on the messages "Yosuki? Why is he texting me?" Angel opened the messages and looked at them.

Angel what the fuck?-y

Hello??-y

Dude are you coming to the pre party of what?!-y

     Angel cursed under her breath and texted Yosuki back

Be there in 15-A

    Angel went to her draws and threw on some black undergarments. She pulled on her ripped jeans and she looked for a shirt. "Gods- Someone could have told me there was a pre party I would have put an alarm on. But no- Yosuki told me there isn't a pre party this year because of what happened last year-" pain struck through Angel's arm as her middle knuckle hit her dresser. "Son of a bitch- whatever." She found a shirt that had a couple rips at the shoulder that was white and put it on. The short woman walked out of her room putting her Shell into her back pocket as she grabbed her racing jacket and her keys. "Gods I hope I kick his ass today, like I normally do~"

     Angel walked out the door and went quickly down the stairs and to her deep maroon race car. The car has the symbol of a rose with a snake around it on its hood. Angel opened the car door and got in. The black Interior woke from the dead with red lights filling the inside of the car. Angel smiled a bit as she turned the car on, "Hello Mistress." The engine purred at her words, filling Angel with excitement once again. The maroon car pulls out of the parking spot and takes off with a bark of the tires.