Originally Posted by The Girl Born of Darkness

Prologue:

My name is Andraus, well that it my human name. My real name is Remiel and I am an arch-angel of heaven. I am the third one of heaven. I am extremely old, I kind of lost track of my age a long time ago. But I know that I have been visiting the planet earth, one of god’s creations, since the beginning. But that is where I must stop talking about myself; for I am too busy watching someone that has caught my eye for a while now. The figure is currently walking down the streets of a somewhat tainted city of, what the humans called, Downtown Pittsburgh. She is human, her figure is outstanding. As an Angel, I cannot fall for such a creature whose soul is tainted from the filth that hovers in the air and yet her soul was clean. A soul that is both clean and dirty, it is not normal yet it is common…for supernatural beings. The girl isn’t really human; she is a creature that isn’t meant to exist. This girl is a Succubus and a fallen angel. Both creatures are claimed to be unholy and yet they are able to produce such a lovely creature as this girl. Her name you ask, her name is Gothika Horrifica of the Succubus Hel’Len and the Fallen Angel Marcus. But that is all I know at the moment, but I know her figure is…hypnotizing. She wears a sort a dark violet dress that sways in the breeze it almost touches the ground as she walks along the cement sidewalks. Small white ruffled trims go along the outline of this dark dress, to be more specific, they were along the edges of her sleeves that look like they weren’t attached to the dress physically and they seem to act like a very lose belt as it seems to stretch from her right thigh to, I believe, where her knees are. Her hips weren't too wide or too thin, it seemed to me that her figured was related to a standard hourglass. Her hair was a standard blonde color, not too light and not too dark; it also seems to be very long. Her skin is the color of brown sugar. From where I was standing, I believe that she was also wearing white thigh-length stockings, and her…GAHHH!!!

Andraus quickly crouched, knowing that Gothika couldn't see him. His whole face seemed to blush a deep red color as the words scrambled in his mouth, words that the other Arch-Angels would find disturbing. Andraus peeked over the ledge of an old apartment building that shared a store on the bottom floor. He found his bewitching ‘friend’ still walking as if nothing was wrong and that everything was ok. He jumped up onto the ledge and walked along it with ease, jumping to each building that was almost 12 to 14 feet apart. Looking down, he followed her movements like music and relaxed when she came to a halt.

Oh dear, does she know that she was being followed? My dear Gothy, I will not harm you. I shall protect you from evil villains that wish to torment you. But I must say that you, my beloved vixen, are a delicate flower that sways in a summer breeze, undisturbed and lovely. I am forced to watch you from a distance, a distance that I do not like once so ever. I wish to hold my dear, I wish to relieve the stress that has burden you for so many years; but this distance is the only thing that is stopping me from making me feel like a fool and embarrass you. Watching…waiting…and the plan to show you the light, a light that you should have seen so long ago. The Light of Heaven itself. I can show you this, I can prove my love for you and I can show you that I care for you. I will be your guardian angel from this moment on and I shall protect you. Gothika Horrifica, daughter of Succubus Hel’Len and Fallen Angel Marcus, my beloved; I shall not fail you. For I would whether die than see you in pain.

Andraus slouched on a different ledge of a different building. His semi-spiked white silver hair dangled in his face. His dark blue jacket hugged his sides and swayed in the fall winds. His body was a medium build, his shirt remained untucked and strapped on to his body with only two buttons. His pants were black and hugged most of his legs as he crossed them, still standing. Andraus watched with gold piercing eyes at his love, the girl that was taking his heart and held it in her clutches. ‘My love…One day, I shall sweep you off your feet and into a light of happiness and I promise that not even the Goddess of Love and Sex can’t get to me.’ He told to himself with a soft chuckle and continued observing her movements.