Remaro & Broadway_princessxo34
 

Name: Misty Flame
Age:21
Appearence: {X}
Bio:Misty died in a car crash driving to her boyfriends house. She swerved off the road to keep from hitting a few dear and hit into a tree. The car rolled over and hit into anoter tree. She died and woke up in Heaven with beautiful white wings and never saw her true love again.
Other: Is as kind and cheerful as she can manage but thinks about her life on earth much to often.

Name: Chris Rivers
Age: 22
Appearance: Chris
Bio: Chris had been waiting for his girlfriend to arrive at his house when he was called by the police to be informed that she had just been in a car crash and had died. He had been able to just about hold it together until after the funeral. A couple of days later though his sister arrived at his home to see how he was doing, only to find him hanging by the neck from his banister, dead. Chris had hoped that by dying, he would be with his beloved Misty again, but life, well, the after life, doesn't work out that way. He committed suicide, a one way trip to the Underworld. When he woke up, he had leathery black wings, pointed ears and small curled horns. He looked distinctly more evil, even if he didn't feel like it.
Other: Chris had to take on a different name when he became a demon for two reasons. Chris was too close to Christ, a dangerous word to say down there, and all demons had to have professional names, ones that the other demons knew them as. After all, if you're in the underworld, you have to leave your past self behind. Chris calls himself Bethelimos now. He's rather withdrawn now and won't go out of his way to get to know others. Originally he used to be much more outgoing, but he rarely smiles now, and he struggles to remember much of his human life, other then the parts involving Misty.

{Shall I start? And I'm a bit confused, is misty the fallen Angel?}

((Yeah alright. No, she's the angel that absorbed half of the arch angel's power. She won't come into play until the falen angel has brought the demon up to Heaven. So how about you play the fallen angel as well, and I'll be the greedy arch angel ^^))

{Okeydokey, I'm gonna start with the fallen angel looking for Chris then...or should it be the angel getting the powers....or both?}

(Sorry I ask alot of questions)

((It's fine don't worry! Probably best with the fallen angel looking for Chris?))

{Okeydokey}

She knew what happened and knew there was only one way to stop it. She had to find Chris...which ment she had to go down to the underworld. "Being a fallen angel stinks." She mumbled to herself. All the hard jobs and possably deadly jobs got thrown on her. Her long black hair was down and she had on all black hoping to fit in with all the demons and not be cought for being an angel. She had to get to Chris before it was to late.

The Underworld wasn't too bad, once you got used to it. If you squinted your eyes you could just about pretend all the negative points didn't really exist. That's what the demon did anyway. His own eyes were a cross between amber and crimson, like the eery lighting that surrounded him. Like all demons, this one had the leathery, bat like wings that were currently folded tight against his back and the long, pointed tail which drooped on the ground as if it were exhausted. Thankfully the demon had kept the same hair colours and style when he had arrived here. They were a dark chestnutty shade that deepened to a light red at the tip, obviously dyed back in his living days. But no, it wasn't too bad down here for him. Once he got used to the heat and seeing other demons around, and of course the occasional torture area for humans who'd been really evil in their lives. He had changed his name as well when he arrived. It seemed that demons enjoyed long and complicated names instead of his simple one Chris. Instead he had become the demon Bethelimos, the only demon not to have met their 'boss' yet. He didn't remember much of his human life, except of course that one thing, Misty, the one he had cared for so much, and the one he had died for. He looked around, only for one moment smiling to a passing demon who waved back to him before they flew up towards the gates of Hell, the only entrance and exit that hovered high in the air. Bethelimos followed the demon's flight until it passed through the gates, before sighing and resting against one of the rock spires that covered Hell.

Black wings unfolded from her back spreading out so she could fly. Of course they had always been white before and no one else could see them but now….now they were needed for fitting in along with the dumb fake tail. If this didn’t work she was going to scream. A shiver went up her spine as she flew down through the gates of hell. The place was her own living nightmare. Something she had never wished to see in her life. Praying again not to be caught she kept from meeting the eyes of others and had a scowl on her face. ‘This is really not fun, not fun at all.’ She kept thinking annoyed until she saw someone she knew he looked like someone she’d seen before. She didn’t run but when it was Chris a grin almost appeared on her face. She kept her cool and walked over to him. “Are you Bethelimos?” She asked remembering hearing of his changed name. “I’m Astarte.” The girl said not telling the truth. Her real name was Astrid but she couldn’t use it down here. Although she wasn’t sure why.

He stiffened as a strange figure suddenly appeared through the gates. Normally the only figures they saw were lost, doomed souls and those few demons returning from the surface world. Not many were allowed up from Hell, only those who wouldn't be 'tainted', rather, those who wouldn't become 'good' again. However, this figure, their 'demonic attatchments' did not seem quite as realistic as those he was used to seeing. Frowning even more, he took a few nervous steps back, staring at her cautiously. He narrowed his already slender, narrow eyes.
"I have never heard of one by the name of 'Astarte'. Why would you be seeking the one called Bethelimos?" He demanded in a shrewd tone.

Astrid looked around and made sure no one else was nearby before she leaned over and wispered in his ear. "Misty." Was all she dared to say almost positive he would know who she was talking about. Things changed and Misty along with the other angels all needed alot of help. She crossed her arms and leaned back against the rock with her eyes closed. Her eyes were blue and she noticed that mostly everyone down here had dark eyes that blended in hers surely didn't even come close. "I also know your real name is not Bethelimos"

His eyes narrowed even more as he frowned. Leaning back a little, he made sure to show an irritated expression, not liking the invader's sudden close proximity to him. However, all thoughts of this vanished at the mention of that one word, that one name. His eyes widened in shock and it was all he could do to prevent his jaw falling open as he stared at 'Astarte'. Staring directly into her blue eyes, another reason she appeared different to the regular demons, clearly she was no demon though, he made a soft growling noise.
"How do you know that name? Where did you get such information from? You had best start explaining everything, and quickly if you value your life." He warned.

"I cannot explain down here. If I were over heard her life could be lost. She is the sweetest little angel I have ever met but something changed, she changed and we need your help to save her and everyone else." Astarte said in a soft whisper looking around having the strange feeling someone was watching them and it freaked her out.

Bethelimos' eyes widened. He looked mildly pained when she mentioned the very idea of Misty losing her life. The Demon had already been forced to 'live' through that once, he couldn't bare having to cope with it again. Nodding, he glanced around, eyes narrowing slighlty. For a moment he bared his teeth angrily, a simple warning to any demons nearby to stay away. Most were used to getting this warning from others so a few seemed to shrug before walking off, though a few still continued to watch them. They weren't the ones though that Bethelimos felt watching him. It was something that freaked him out a little and the demon was all for leaving the Underworld for a while. "Alright...Let's go to the Mortal World, it's safe for me and for you to be there." He answered in a whisper.

"Then we must go now. He hears our speaking through the ears of others." Astarte knew the way out and unfolded her wings. Black was starting to come off and spots of white began to show. Her fake tail fell of and others started to take notice. Without a word Astarte pulled him by the arm up into the air and out of the gate. "Can I call you Chris now? You might be a demon down there but here there is a chance you could become an angel." The black flaked out of her wings as the flew out of the underworld. She ran her hand through her hair and the black dye came out on her hand.

He frowned a little in confusion as she mentioned someone being able to hear them speaking to each other through other's ears. Who had power to do that? It wasn't a Demon ability, they were able to see through other's eyes and control people, but not hear. He watched quietly as her 'demon' attributes flaked and fell away. It wasn't exactly a good disguise, he had seen better. Still in silence he let her pull him by the arm up into the air, spreading his own leathery wings to assisst in his flight. With a curt nod, he looked around curiously. It had been a while since he had left the Underworld. "Yes you can...And what do I call you?" He asked, turning back to look at the angel. Her hinting that he could become an angel, it caused a faint scowl to flicker over his face. He didn't want to be an angel, he had never wanted to be one, not even when he killed himself to be with Misty. All he had wanted was to be with the one he loved. Though that plan hadn't worked out very well.

"My name's Astrid. And don't give me that look when I speak of you becoming an angel....must I point out that would mean you would be with your Misty again? She loves you, and I think that she would go down to the underworld for you but she doesn't want to all she wants is to be with you no matter what. Who knows maybe you could just walk the earth together" Astrid said looking at him in dissaproval. He had horns. What kind of person had horns!

Chris raised an eyebrow slightly. Astrid was definately a more angelic then demon name. Yawning he rolled his eyes slightly as she started to 'tell him off'. Really, who did she think he was? He was a demon, demons only became demons when they were against the idea of being an angel or had done something bad in their life. He had done both. He caught her looking at his horns and couldn't help but smile, showing his sharp teeth as he reached up to scratch behind one of the horns. "Hun your lack of horns are as strange to me as the fact I have them is to you. You really ought to learn not to give yourself away so much." He chuckled, constantly looking around now they were back on earth. "I want to be with my Misty, I would give anything, do anything to be with her again, never doubt that fact angel. Now, tell me what you couldn't tell me down there." He answered, ignoring the fact he was probably being rude. He was a demon anyway, the perfect excuse.

Astrid crossed her arms and glared at him. "Misty needs help. There was a bit of a power mix up thing an arch angel died and Misty now has half the arch angel's powers. They are to much for her and I don't think the other arch angel, who go the other half, is to happy. He is really mean. I'm not sure why he's an angel. The other angels and humans need you to help Misty...but to do that we need yo to fight the really greedy, not so angelic, arch angel." A frown appeared on her face. What were they going to do. A demon couldn't go into heaven it never happened before...well this would be fun.

((I'm sorry I haven't replied yet >< I'm going away for a few days to visit some friends so I'll reply in about four or five days))

(okay. Have fun)

Chris frowned as he listened before sighing, turning away from Astrid to hide the faint, sad smirk. "You don't need to be good to be an angel, just like you don't need to be bad to be a demon. You only need to look at a few of the other demons to know that." He answered softly. Glancing over his shoulder, Chris gave Astrid a kind smile, looking strangely out of place on his demonic face. "I will do anything to save my Misty, even if it means fighting against every Arch Angel in existance. Just one question though. What's going to happen to the power when it's taken from her? And what'll happen to the arch angel if I defeat him?"

That stumped her. She looked at him not quite sure what to say. "I know the arch angels power will go to someone...I just don't know who...And Misty...well I wasn't thinking we would get rid of her power. I think that might kill her. But if you're there We're all hoping she'll go back to her old self just with arch angels powers."Astrid sighed slightly and smiled at him. "I know you shouldn't be a demon. You might have done something wrong...but I have to say I can see why you did. It's not like you were a bad kid when you were alive or anything..."

Shrugging slightly he nodded. To be honest, as long as the power wasn't used against him Chris didn't really care where the arch angel's power went. Nodding again, Chris turned and faced Astrid fully. "I'll try everything I can, but you angels had better do the same, I don't care if it means breaking the rules, Misty is worth it." He answered in a strong, determined tone. However the strength vanished as Astrid spoke again about him being a demon. "Thanks...But I don't need anyone saying they understand, it doesn't make things any better, doesn't change what I did. How about, we don't talk about this anymore huh? That way I avoid wanting to tear out a couple of your feathers." He snapped, for a moment looking very demonic.

"Sorry...I won't bring it up again." She whispered looking down. "The angels will do everything they can. I'm sure there will be plenty of others fighting. The rules are pretty much gone once you get up there. On of the biggest rules is 'no demons aloud. So we won't have an issue with people not following the rules. Misty might be able to help too, if she recognizes you at all she will be able to do something. I honestly don't know if it will help. I've only seen her once sinse it happened."