Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Circle ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Rai pulled out her history text book, stuffing it into her bloated book bag before swinging the load over her shoulder with a groan of pain and staggered back, trying not to get pushed over in the crowds of students stampeding impatiently for the doors to freedom as she shut her locker, and turned to join them, not expecting to have a pair of bright eyes meet her right in the face. The blonde squeaked and tripped into the wall of lockers, doing her best to hold her balance while the boy grinned at her, as if nothing was wrong.

"Hi," he greeted.

"Hi…" Rai responded uneasily and turned, brushing herself off and staring at him as his smile grew wider. The blonde remained silent, waiting for him to say something else or leave, but he didn't pursue either direction, finding an eerie content in just staring at her with a smirk on his face that couldn't have been called diabolical, but was leaning towards it.

She took a couple uneasy steps back, and gave him a slight smile before turning around again.

"Umm…See you tomorrow I guess…Bye."

She dove into the ocean of students, but could only go so fast among the pushing shoving bodies. The blonde sighed, raising a hand to fix some hair behind her ear, when her elbow bumped against something she was almost too afraid to look back at, but did anyway, only finding the same boy right behind her, his golden eyes locked with hers.

"So your name is Rai," the redhead said when he had her attention, "my name's Michael, but you can call me something else if you like."

"…Michael`s fine," she responded and tried to hurry up and get away from him, but with no success.

"So what do you do in your spare time?" Michael pursued, still behaving as if this were perfectly natural.

"Umm…I play the violin, also the piano."

The redhead cocked an eyebrow.

"That's…Interesting…" He hesitated a moment, before his eyes lit up, "so…That umm…Guy you were with earlier…Anna…"

"Adam?"

"Yes," he nodded his head, rogue strands of blood-red falling into his eyes for effect, "has he hit it yet?"

"Excuse me?!"

"Has he hit it yet?" Michael repeated and frowned at her, obviously thinking she didn't understand as he proceeded to do very obvious hand gesticulations. "You know…Tapped ass, popped the cherry, HIT IT?"

The blonde opened her mouth, but stopped, her face flushing to match her bow almost perfectly. As her mind finally processed everything, including the freaky grin on his face again, she shut her mouth promptly and scowled.

"That is none of your business."

"Eh, whatever you say," Michael answered with a shrug.

"What? Do you go around chatting with everyone about your personal business with your girlfriend?" She stopped, considering this, then added coldly, "or whatever it is you do."

The archangel smirked, "touché, my dear."

Rai swiveled around on her heel, but her voice caught in her throat again, the blonde trying to excuse her annoying absence of reprisal to size this boy up- a light term to use. The redhead was small, but he wasn't scrawny, balanced in every direction necessary, as if he were molded by a perfectionist. His hands were stuffed in his pockets and his head cocked to one side like a little puppy, but it was his face that threw the entire picture off. Like an act of innocence from a bad liar, the smile on his lips twitching to become a smirk; his eyes glittering like a secret just bursting to be spread around. Those eyes- never before had she seen that kind of clear golden color in humans, but maybe he wore contacts, coordinating with the serpentine tattoo beneath his right eyelid- something she couldn't help but stare at. It was the winking dragon, or make eye-contact with its owner, which encouraged conversation.

And God save her from whatever else was floating through that head.

Rai backed up into the lockers when the boy, Michael, advanced on her. He moved before she could realize what was happening and removed her backpack from her back. Rai blinked and found her back pressed firmly against the lockers with her backpack over Michael's shoulder like it had the weight of a pillow while his other hand was pressed flat against the lockers beside her head. He moved his head forward so that their noses were nearly touching.

"You look even lovelier up close," whispered Michael, brushing his nose against her nose. "And your scent," he whispered, lowering his nose to sniff at her neck and brush it lightly with the tip. "Is just so very appealing." Michael pulled back and his lips twisted into a playful smirk and his tongue snaked out to lick his lips.

Rai stared at him transfixed by the man before her his strong scent of smoke and ash was mixed with the smell of old leather and spice, a heavy combination. His mouth was inches away from her and she could feel his hot breath against her skin; she bit her lower lip and whimpered.

"Get your fucking hands off of her!" shouted a new voice.

Michael scowled and turned to see the boy Rai had been with earlier that day. "What do you want Anna?"

"My name is Adam!"

"Sure it is," stated Michael flatly, not moving from his spot near the girl.

"Get away from her!" snapped Adam, lunging forwards his fist drawn back.

"Idiot," muttered Michael, rolling his eyes at the male that thought he could beat him.

"Adam no!" shrieked Rai.

Her boyfriend should've listened.

The archangel waited until the last second and ducked, pulling Rai away so the other male's fist collided into the wall of metal. Adam swore fiercely in pain, drawing backwards to massage his fingers, then glared at Michael, his teeth bared in a vehement sneer.

"You little- GET OFF HER!"

Michael smirked at the reaction he got, running a hand possessively over the blonde's stomach; Rai shuddering in response.

"And if I don't?" Michael wanted to know.

Adam twitched a vein obvious in his forehead as he charged again. Whether in his blindness he recognized his girlfriend or not, he smacked the girl aside, her body crumpling like a rag doll into the lockers. A crowd has developed now, yelling obscenities and some deaf pleas to make peace, but all this was to the archangel was an irritating whirl of sound, only stoking his temper as he stood up; golden eyes fixed on Adam with revulsion.

"Didn't your crack whore mother ever teach you not to hit a lady?"

"Don't you dare talk about my mama, fag!" The other boy snarled and ran at him, his punch wasted as the smaller male ducked nimbly out of the way and pounced from behind with his hands around Adam's neck; sharp nails digging into the sensitive flesh until the punctures spurted blood. Adam flailed, trying to slap the boy off, but it only made Michael grip on tighter, grinning sadistically at the human's desperate attempts to hurt him.

"I'd stand still if I were you, ANNA," the archangel whispered tauntingly into his ear and raised his fingers slightly, only to plunge them even deeper as the mortal boy yelped. "If I were to slip and accidentally destroy your jugular vein, there's a good chance of you bleeding to death even if the proper medics were to arrive. And since lying is a sin, I'll be honest with you. I hated you even before I met you, and I tend to destroy the things I hate."

"You don't have the balls."

"I don't?"

Michael arched a sarcastic eyebrow and lowered a hand, grabbing his crotch momentarily before leaning into his victim, "actually I`d be astonished if you could even find your own balls."

"Go ahead and kill me you little shit, see what happens," Adam hissed, "I dare you."

The redhead narrowed his eyes, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a Swiss army knife; several gasps and shrieks of horror released from the crowd as he pressed it to the other boy's neck.

"Don't mind if I do-"

"NO!"

Michael turned around, staring in shock as Rai clutched to the back of his jacket, tears streaming down her face.

"Stop this! Please!" She begged. "You proved your point; you're stronger, just stop. For God's sake he didn`t do anything to you!"

"He slapped you," Michael pointed out through gritted teeth, his grip on the weapon loosening reluctantly.

"No reason to kill him!" Rai protested, "where's your mercy?!"

To this he rolled his eyes. Since when did he grow a beard and his name turn to Jesus? Nevertheless, the archangel threw down his knife and jumped off Adam; his victim massaging the wounds on his neck as Michael brushed his clothes off jadedly.

"You're lucky that I like your girlfriend so much, Ms. Annabel Lee," the redhead snapped, "I'm going to let this slide with a warn-"

Adam didn't even give him time to finish his sentence, hooking a powerful arm around the archangel's waist with the same knife that Michael had threatened him with; turned against its master.

"Adam stop!"

"Stay out of this!" Adam hissed through his teeth, pushing the blade even closer to his hostage`s throat, "I'm going to make sure this little slut never touches you again."

Michael's left eye twitched, his hands clenched into tight fists. It was going to take more than the tears in the female's eyes to keep him from ripping off this bastard's arm and ass-raping him with it.

"You're both insane!" Rai shrieked, "STOP IT!"

"BACK OFF!"

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Adam glanced back at the intrusion, psychotic green eyes met with pallid eyes heavy with a familiar weariness as Raphael ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily.

"Good God, Mika-chan, I turn my back on you for five minutes and this is where you go," he said, "I'm going to have to start putting you on a leash."

"You left me, man," Michael returned, very calm despite his situation and glanced over; arching an eyebrow at the condition of his accomplice's clothes. "Were you in gym or something?"

Raphael coughed and turned his head slightly, it was then that Michael caught site of the female with him; it was the same female that had eaten lunch for them. He should have known that the taller male would be taking advantage of so many eager females.

"Figures," he muttered, tossing Adam away from him and into the lockers.

Rai rushed passed Michael to get to her boyfriend and Michael caught a whiff of her scent. Lilies, the woman smelled like fresh lilies after a rain. How apt, that she smells like the symbol of purity. He smirked down at her back and walked towards Raphael; the two archangels left the hall with the other students making way for them. Michael smirked he had to admit having the students fear him was almost too good to be true. Outside the small group of students, near the entrance of the school he turned around and saw Rai staring at him with wide eyes and Adam glaring at him with barely contained fury.

He smirked and left the building with Raphael walking beside him.

"Mika-chan," he began.

"What?" asked Michael abruptly.

"Why did you attack the first man?"

"He pissed me off," smirked Michael, rubbing his chin.

"You know that is not entirely true," said Raphael scowling. "You fought to prove yourself worthy to the woman." Raphael paused and his eyes widened and almost at once he turned to focus his attention on the smaller Angel. "You don't plan on performing the mating ritual do you?"

"What are you talking about, baka?!" snapped Michael. "I just wanna fuck her and find out what you find so interesting about the female sex is."

"Sure," said Raphael slowly. "You have got to be careful, she belongs to Adam."

"Not if I have anything to say about it."

"Mika-chan," sighed Raphael. "Just promise me you won't bring her any demon heads."

"Would I do that?" asked Mika innocently.

"Yes," growled Raphael.

Michael just laughed and continued walking down the street with Raphael beside him, wondering if he had to protect the girl more from the psycho, or from Michael.

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Rai helped Adam into her house and tried to get him into the kitchen so she could put some ice on his bruises. But Adam was not being too thrilled about being beaten by whom he had termed a "gothic freak." He was furious at the other male for beating him and was lashing out at Rai and blaming her for the fight.

"Why didn't you stop him?!" he demanded grabbing onto her wrist that held the bag of ice.

"I did, Adam," she tried to explain and put the ice against his bruise. "I, I managed to stop him from killing you."

"That is not what I mean and you know it!"

"Adam what are you talking about?" pleaded Rai.

"You enjoyed having his hands on you!" accused Adam getting to his feet and knocking the ice bag from her hand.

"No Adam, please," begged Rai.

"Shut up!" he shouted, slapping her again.

Rai gasped and found herself skidding across the floor and knocking over a chair. She whimpered and sat up pushing the chair off of her. He stared down at her a cold smile on his face.

"I know what you want," whispered Adam. "You want to fuck him INSTEAD OF ME! YOU WANT TO BE HIS WHORE!"

"YOU`RE INSANE!" Rai shrieked before covering her mouth, realizing too-late the half-dazed expression on the male's face.

"Did you just talk back to me?"

"I'm sorry," the blonde tried desperately, "take a breath, please just calm-"

"I'm perfectly calm!" Adam snapped.

"No you're not!" Rai protested, "now calm down! Before I-"

"Before you what?" He wanted to know, taking a step forwards while his girlfriend took an equal step back before she backed into the table, not daring to look away from the green depths of her boyfriend's maniacal eyes. "No really, Rai, what the fuck do you think you can do?"

"Adam-"

She couldn't finish her sentence, shrieking and scrambling out of the way of his pounce before breaking into a sprint towards the hallway; then to the staircase, but was yanked back by her hair. In her desperate struggle to get away, Rai tripped on the carpet, her back crashing into the mirror. A spider web of ruined glass materialized beneath her weight; the blonde pushed deeper into the mess as Adam leaned into her body, grinning like a maniac.

"This is what you want, huh?" He wanted to know, his nails digging into the sensitive flesh of her wrists, "is this what you want?!"

"You're hurting me!" Rai responded; her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to pull away.

"I'll tell you when I start to care," Adam said coldly.

"Get off!"

"What's the matter, Rai? Can't reap what you sow?"

"GO TO HELL!"

Rai put her weight into her shove; the male thrown back onto his behind as she stumbled to her knees. Her eyes lifted immediately for what she thought was going to come next, but the look of horror knocked her off. The blonde lifted an eyebrow at her boyfriend`s blanched face, his bright green eyes locked on something just above her head. Fingers of ice raked against her spine, as if begging her not to look up, but the fear only prodded her on; her eyes lifting up.

And screamed

Only inches above her head hovered a figure cloaked in black, hidden beneath the shadows of its tattered hood, she couldn't see the face of this ominous stranger. Like the grim reaper, come to take their mortal souls. The figure pointed a solitary finger at Adam, only throwing the boy into an even deeper terror. He didn't waste another second, scrambling to his feet and rushing to get away, but like a merciless whirlwind it leaped on him, both hands gripping into his throat; slipping easily into the wounds Michael left behind. Adam cried out in pain, flailing around before the reaper kicked him in the lower back, driving slits into the man's throat as he fell; then yanked him back up by the hair.

"Some people never change, do they, Adam?" The thick voice of a woman inquired amusedly and tossed him into the wall like a rag doll, watching emotionlessly as he crumpled to the ground. She turned her body and approached him, the boy trying hard not to whimper as she reached down to pull him up again; this time by the shirt. A tanned hand emerged from the ragged sleeve if her cloak, tracing her fingers along his face.

"You haven't changed at all," she remarked, "you're still the ass you were back then."

"Who the fuck are you?" Adam demanded, recoiling as the woman laughed.

"You don't even remember your first wife? I'd be offended if you weren't a fool," she responded blithely; her Arabic accent clutching each word tunefully. "Allow me to refresh your memory…"

Rai shut her eyes again, but opened them immediately at the sound of Adam's tortured scream and leaped to her feet.

"STOP IT!"

The cloaked woman turned her head, observing the blonde a few thoughtful seconds before letting the male drop limply to the floor; neither of them paying any regards to the rag doll as they stared each other down.

"Calling out to me while I'm doing you a favor?" The woman queried; then clicked her tongue, "you must show a little more gratitude."

"If you think that THIS deserves gratitude, then you don't know what the word means," Rai returned boldly, despite the crack in her voice, and glared fiercely. "Now tell me who you are, and what you have against Adam?"

The woman didn't respond for a moment before laughing in her throat.

"What he did to me- well let's just say it is neither the time nor place for you to know. What he did to you however, could only be justified with reciprocity. You know reciprocity, right? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth…"

She took a step forward, as she did so, holding out her hand dripping with the same blood that oozed out of the organ, freshly plucked from its shell.

"And a heart for a heart."

Rai's faced drained of its color, her back slamming against the wall as she collapsed to her knees, gaping at the dead appendage; then at her boyfriend, who stared back with blank eyes; bathing in a pool of his own blood. She squeezed her eyes shut, turning again to glare hatefully at the woman who only laughed again, and tossed the heart at her feet.

"For you, my dearest Rai."

The blonde's glare vanished again into a look of nauseous realization; everything coming together to form one picture so clear it could only be real. She stared up into the shadows hanging over the woman's face, tears streaming down her ashen cheeks as she found her voice.

"Who are you…?"

"We were both born for the same reason, Rai," the woman responded, clutching at the neck of her cloak as she spoke, "but we do not stand as equals. For I live for revenge alone, retribution against the one who has forsaken me. Now my name is equal to death; I am the sickness, and I am the damned."

She threw off her cloak, two sets of wings sprouting from her back as she did so; spread out in their ungodly splendor.

"The goddess Lilith!"

Rai backed up even further into the wall, staring at the deity before her. With the cloak gone, she could see more of the fallen angel than what she wanted to see. Although the skirt Lilith wore was long enough to brush against her knees and even longer at the back, she wore nothing on her torso besides an array of Egyptian jewelry, censoring her breasts. She was like an image of Isis gone satanic- blood stains and black makeup, and vampiric canines leering at her whenever the demon opened her mouth.

"Like what you see?" Lilith inquired, her black eyes fixed upon Rai's before smirking and tossing her head proudly. "Me too."

"Why have you been harassing me?!" Rai demanded, "what the hell have I ever done to you?!"

"Nothing actually," the demon responded honestly, "I don't have the patience to toy around with those I hate- I simply kill them." She smirked again, "but I believe you've already witnessed that."

"You're insane," Rai hissed.

"I just might be," Lilith agreed, "immortality can drive anybody mad, but I've found even humans with their short little life spans can lose themselves to insanity- given the right persuasion. The question is- what's your fantasy, Rai? Tell me all about your hopes and dreams- so I may break them."

Rai took a more steps back until she could feel the wall of the hall against her back; Lilith smiled and stepped towards her running a blood sucked hand down her pale smooth face. "However," she said softly, her hand moving towards the girl's pale slender neck and dipping into the uniform shirt brushing against her collar bone. "I can see why my husband likes you so much. You are so very beautiful Eve, or should I call you Rai?"

Lilith's nails tore at the material of her uniform splitting her uniform wide open so the other female could see the blonde's silk bra. "My," she said when Rai blushed and slammed her arms over her chest to hide her breasts. "My you've become such a modest little thing. Come now," she said, yanking her wrists apart. "Don't be shy it isn't like I haven't seen it all before. I have had my share of women."

Rai struggled away from the goddess who simply maneuvered her arms so they were behind her and held on with one hand; while running her hands done the girl's chest. "Don't touch me!" shrieked Rai boarding hysterics.

Lilith smirked and slammed her mouth onto Rai's sliding her tongue inside and tore the front of her bra in half. Rai screamed again and bite down hard. Lilith screamed in fury and jerked away back handing the smaller female. Rai looked up at the other woman and opened her mouth letting out a blood curling scream.

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Michael and Raphael were heading towards their apartment when Michael perked up and turned his attention towards the direction Rai was.

"Rai," he whispered before taking off down an alley so he could take to flight.

"Shit," whispered Raphael following him. "Mika-chan!" he shouted trying to keep up with the other angel. "You can not interfere with her relationship with Adam!"

But it was too late Michael was too far away to hear him and Raphael could no longer see him through the clouds.

Rai's house__________________________________________________________________

Lilith reached down towards Rai when something hard slammed into her and through a closed door. Rai looked up at the red haired male that was standing in front of her, protectively snarling at the woman that was in a heap on the floor in the other room. She watched him turn his attention to her and stared down at her smirking, his gold eyes flashing suggestively. Rai flushed when she remembered what her predicament was and scurried into the corner, far away from Lilith, Adam and Michael, and into a ball using her knees to cover her chest.

Lilith slowly got to her feet and made her way over to Michael who was staring at her with a glare. "Michael," she said slowly in Arabic staring him up and down appraisingly. "My, my," she said smirking. "You certainly have grown more mature. I can see that Raphael has finally started to rub off on you." She chuckled and grabbed his crouch, squeezing slightly. "I can see you are so into the little girl. I never knew you to be a cradle robber, Mika-chan."

"Don't call me Mika-chan," snarled Michael in the same language. "And leave the woman alone."

"Come now, Mika-chan," smirked Lilith. "I know you want to fuck her pretty little brains out much like her boyfriend over there wanted to do."

Michael turned his eyes slightly to look at Adam and despite himself smirked. "Well," he said. "You did interesting work. But despite myself I can't bring myself to congratulate you."

"What's wrong? Did you want to do it? So you could screw the pretty little girl covered in his blood?"

Mika growled he would rather fuck the woman bathed in the blood of demons- not human blood. Lilith chuckled and continued to stroke him until Michael slammed his fist into her stomach and threw her through a wall.

"Michael!" shouted Raphael from the front hall.

Lilith lunged through the wall, grabbed Adam's body and disappeared into the mirror in the room she had been thrown into. Leaving Michael alone with a shuddering and nearly hysterical female and a blonde Archangel that couldn't believe his eyes at the damage.