For the last 5 years demons and angels have roamed Earth, destroying each other in a deadly war unknown by the humans. God and Satan have always been rivals, the very epitome of good and evil. Both sides have gotten tired of the war, and it's time to end it. In a final battle plan, God and Satan have both sent their strongest warrior down to Earth to exterminate the other. However, Fate has other ideas in mind and unknowingly the two begin to fall in love. Opposites attracts, as they say, but will these two dare to taste the forbidden fruit?

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Call me by my name; Fabiola (Fabby) May Black
If you look at me you'll think I'm; 20 years old
But really I happen to be; 126 years old (a young age for a demon)
Look in my pants and you'll see I'm a; Female
And my heart beats for those; Boys
Obviously, I fight for; The Devil himself
And I'm a; Demon (duh?)
Wanna know what I'm like?; Manipulative. Slow to trust. Badass. Oh, you want more? Well then, someone's greedy. But I'll give you what you want, for now. I'm deceiving, to say the least, and I'll do whatever it takes to do what needs to be done, or to get what I want. A dare-devil at heart, I take all the risks thrown at me. I don't give a damn what anyone thinks, and I intend to keep it that way. Believe it or not, I've got a soft side. I can be extremely loving and caring, and I'm very afraid of people seeing me vulnerable. If you dare to take advantage of me, I'll drop kick you to Hell. Literally. Secretly, I'm afraid of being alone for the rest of eternity.
Something odd; I have slight OCD. If I touch something with one hand, I have to touch it with the other. I'm insanely afraid of clowns.
My Human Appearance Looks Like;

Extra; My wings are big, beauitful, and black feathers. My eyes glow a crimson red when my wings come out, and if they do, well, you better watch out.

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Call me by my name; Alexander Vandor Mandoran
If you look at me you'll think I'm; 20 years old
But really I happen to be; 126 years old (a young age for a arch angel)
Look in my pants and you'll see I'm a; Male
And my heart beats for those; Girls
Obviously, I fight for; God himself
And I'm a; Arch Angel
Wanna know what I'm like?; Quite and deadly to those who know not of me. More of a loner but loyal to the end to those I love. Speak no ill will around me and don't dare thing you'll win against me. A threat I am to you and the last thing you will see if you underestimate me. I live in the light and hide in the shadows killing anything that dares to lurk in them. Not even Michale himself dares to challenge me what makes you think you should?
Something odd; I spend my free time in the church's volunteering and at the beach teaching children how to swim and surf. I love to dance and express myself with art and music. I can be found at the beach with the human friends I have made and will protect till my dying day.
My Human Appearance Looks Like;

Extra; My angle form is something to see I am told. My skin is like marble my eyes green like emeralds. When I am ready to attack my massive white and gold wings glow along with the rest of my body a soft white that turns to a bright gold before the lord my god when in his presents.

Sunshine and the annoying squawking of seagulls accompanied the half-filled beach. It was early, maybe 9:30 am on a Tuesday, and only a few families littered the white sand and even fewer swam the beautiful blue waves in the ocean to Fabiola's right. Clad in a bright red bikini top and short red swim shorts which showed off her trim figure, but wasn't too skimpy, Fabiola May Black, AKA the devil's right hand gal, scanned the beach for her target.

For the past five years a war had raged between Heaven and Hell, and it was Fabiola's mission to end it. Her task? Destroy God's strongest arch angel. She was told he often was found on this exact beach, and it was time for the female to do some scouting. Her bright blue eyes flickered from person to person, trying to gain a sense of what her enemy may look like. So far, she'd gotten nowhere. But she wasn't one to give up easily.

Her cell phone, which was more so for decoration than anything, rang in Fabiola's left swim trunk pocket. "I'm listening," she answered, knowing all top well who it was. "Have you found him," a deep voice growled at her. "Huh, didn't know you got reception in Hell," Fabiola teased, grinning to herself. She was the only being who dared to talk to the Devil this way, but he let her considering she was the most powerful demon in Hell and, now, on Earth. "It's part of my new cell phone plan. No, I just have my ways. You didn't answer my question." Fabiola chuckled at Satan's sarcastic manner. She clucked her tongue in a "be patient" way and gazed up at the bright blue sky. Her shoulder-length straight crimson hair blew to the left in a sudden breeze, and she welcomed the cool wind. "All in time. I'll call you later," Fabiola answered, hanging up.

The minute Fabiola clicked the "end call" button, she bumped into a tall, hard body, her phone falling from her hand and into the white sand. She glanced up, seeing a quite attractive male in swim trunks in front of her. Being a female, she blushed at both her embarrassment and the fact of how handsome he was. "I'm so sorry, I'm such a ditz," she apologized in her light soprano voice. The AT&T LG Neon lay, some how, half buried in the sand, and Fabiola bent down to retrieve it.

Alex as most of the locals called him had just saved another fragile human life. To them he was just their local guarding angle. He just smiled and nodded as a few of the locals patted him on the backed and helped the young girl to the shelter to tend to her as he walked off heading to the local hole in the wall shop down town where he had become a local. He ignored the looks as he walked knowing that it was slightly improper to walk around shirtless down town. He pulled out the green hoodie with the gold wings on the back one of the locals gave him.
Unlike most humans he didn't have a set job other and to hunt down and kill and demon that dared to cross his path. His real mission was to rid the earth of the one demon he had dreamed about facing. The human's here treated him like a friend and took care of him as he took care of them secretly and help them with any thing they needed from him such as cooking or delivering things as he did for the local shop he was heading to. That is how he earned his meals here on earth.

Alex walked into the shop and smiled as he saw the young waitress and then the other five along with the manager and the guys in the back. He took a set at the corner of the bar as the owner brought him his food smiling as normal. He thanked the man again and just smiled as the waitress all waked over and hugged him then left him be.

The hunky male Fabiola had bumped into shot her a sly smile and they exchanged numbers. Though Fabiola was flattered, she knew she wouldn't be in contact with him any time soon. She was intent on accomplishing her mission, and she didn't want to waste her time ona mere, oblivious human boy. Plus, she didn't want to end up killing such a handsome face.

Smirking to herself, the lean female walked into a local shop and glanced around, ignoring the suspicious glances thrown her way. She plopped herself in a booth and ordered a Coke from the young blonde waitress who asked if she needed anything. Her soft pinks lips wrapped around the white straw and gingerly slipped the ice cold pop as her baby blue eys skimmed the menu.

When Maria, the waitress, returned to get Fabiola's actual order, Fabiola glanced over the girl. Late teens, early twenties, dressed in short shorts, a half apron like attire around her waist for carrying straws, tips, and what not, and a plain red shirt witht he shop's logo on it. Fabiola gently pulled on her dark purple sweater she had had tied around her waist before returning her attention to the female at her side. "I'll take a cheeseburger," she said, grinning to herself at the slightly shocked look the crossed her face. Fabiola looked like the kind of girl who didn't eat meat and was all for tofu. "Are you sure, we have veggie burgers and salads?" The waitress questioned her. "No, I'd like a cheeseburger. Thanks for the input, but I know what I want to eat," Fabiola said, her words purposely sweet to the point where the waitress would know not to push her.

As the girl walked aweay, scoffing at Fabiola's bluntness, Fabiola took in the people around her. Her eyes finally laid upon a muscular, tan male in the booth across from hers, and she sipped her drink as she watched him.

Alex fished his food as he let his eyes roam the place as he did so. They landed on a beautiful red head not to far from him who made him smirk at her statement to the waitress. He looked away not wanting to be rude but soon found himself looking back into her beautiful blue eyes as he felt her staring at him. He gave a slight smile and stood as he grabbed his dishes and headed to the back. He returned a while later with the cheeseburger and walked to where the odd red head sat and placed it down before her along with it's condiments. "Sorry Miss I didn't know if you where the ketchup type or the mustard and for all I know you could be a Mayo girl. So I brought them all for you. Would you like a refill on your drink?" Said before turning and stepping back as the waitress appeared falling in front of him. He held out his hand and caught her and pulled her to her feet as he stared at her. "You should be a little more careful." He said as he looked into her eyes and gave her a smile knowing she was going to smack him before he moved. "Go a head and go home I can handle her and the other three tables. Besides Maggie will be in shortly to replace you I think I can handle a few orders till then." He let her go gently and watched her smile and think it over then finally agree to let him win this battle. He waved at her as she left and shook his head as he turned back to the strange beauty. "Sorry Katie is new and still learning. Please don't let what she said make you made about the salad." He added as he waited for her reply.

Fabiola smiled back and frowned as he walked away. She shrugged and stared out the large glass window-like side of the diner. She could see the beach, far off in the distance, and got lost in its tranquility. She could faintly hear the crashing of turquoise waves on white sand, and her mind drifted far away from the clattering of utensils that inhabited the diner.

The attractive male's sudden appearance startled her, but she chuckled it off and looked back at him. "Why thank you, but I'm a ketchup girl and mayo girl," she teased lightly and smiled. She glanced at her cup and shrugged. "I'm good, but thanks." She watched as he turned and the waitress slipped in front of him. It was like he had expected it to happen, and this struck her odd. However she kept the thought in her head and continued to watch the two converse.

"That's alright, I just don't like being judged so easily," Fabiola replied, the words floating from her mouth in a light soprano tone. Her cheeks blushed a light rosy color under his stare, and a light smile remained on her face, lighting up her features. "Are ya just going to stand there, or are you going to sit with me?" Fabiola teased once again, nodding to the bench-like seat in front of her. Her gaze returned to the window and she saw the male lifeguard from before pass by. He winked at her and waved, and she smiled before turning back around, rolling her eyes slightly.

Alex smiled as he heard the red headed beauty. He turned in time to see Max one of the local life guards and chuckled as he shook his head and took a set across from the girl. He looked at her then back where the life guard had been. "Ah I see you have your eyes on Max. He is a nice fellow if you don't mind his air headed ways. You can see him shirtless in about a hour that is high tide and that is when the rest of us like to go surfing. He'll be there saving those who don't know they need saving till it's to late. If you go down to the cove that's where he'll be. Will I better get back to the other tables since I did promise to take care of them till the other girl get here." He said as he smiled then stood turning and heading to the other tables.

He moved about the dinner serving and helping where he could. He was happy to see the other girl finally appear. Though once he looked at her he froze as he saw one of his own behind her. Her gardening angle he was not. He stopped breathing as he caught the eye's for the death angle that followed the girl as she moved to the others he was never seen. All his being want to save the girl he had come to know from the other angel. But he knew that it was her time and that she would go some place better. He trued his head as the death angle shifted it's eyes back to him in question as to why he of all the angles was on earth and why he had chosen to appear as a mere human instead of the grand arch angel he really was.

Fabiola chuckled. "Well, I'm not into the airheaded types," she commented, chuckling to herself. "Are you going to be surfing down there?" She asked as he walked away, her left eyebrow flirtatiously raised. Suddenly the hairs on her neck raised as she felt a new presence enter the room. She shuddered as she turned her head slowly seeing the death angel trailing behind the girl. The death angel shot her a dark look, but she kept her eyes passive and emotionless. She knew it was the girl's time, but a small, un-evil part of her wanted to help her.

The female stood and strode up to the front counter, feeling the death angel's eyes upon her back. "Hi, I was just wondering where your restroom is," she asked calmly, not letting her voice betray her. She knew this death angel. They had had a skirmish quite some time back. But Fabiola wasn't going to bring that up, plus it seemed like the male she had talked to before knew him.

As she began walking in the direction of the bathroom, she turned her head to glance over her shoulder. Her gut was telling her something was up. Especially with the male the death angel stared at. She walked into a one room bathroom, leaving the door oh so slightly cracked to peer out of so she could survey the confrontation between the death angel and the male.
"I'll... TELL YA WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY REALLY WANT!" The ringtone of Fabiola's phone screamed. She cursed and quickly accepted the call, hoping no one heard, but knowing that was extremely unlikely.

Alex stared at the death angel as time it's self seemed to freeze as they held their staring match speaking in a way that needed no words. He felt every muscle in his human form tense as he saw the death angles eyes cut to the read headed girl he had spoken with only a few seconds latter making him on edge as he felt his temper rise. He had never been one to like seeing those he cared for hurt and never one for other angles below him daring to question him. He shifted his attention as he felt a rather strong demonic presents not to far from the dinner. He glared back over his should at the death angel as he stormed out of the dinner leaving the locals a little sunned at his sudden outburst.

Alex followed the strong presence to one of the local clubs where to his dismay he found many of the demons he had hated for years gathered and ready to fight and to claim new victims. He stared at the poor souls that where there ready to be consumed by the gathering of demons. The one he seeked was not among them and truly they where no match for him but he couldn't let the innocent be hurt even if the demons where weak. He closed his eyes then open them as he glared at the band of demons. His eyes glowed as the aura from god appeared around him. He reveled his true from and his massive set of wings as he pulled out the sword of judgment that was his to weld and his alone. He raised it as the battle began though it was finished before it had even begun. He left the seen once he had vanquished the demons as he hid among the crowds as he made his way to a abandon building where he had taken refuge. On his way mixed among the crowd now back in his human form his sword of justice just a necklace he now worse around his neck he notices that his left arm was cut and bleeding. He was also missing his shirt yet again and knew he needed to get back to either the dinner or the the apartment building before any other demon came out to play while he was in the open. He didn't want any innocents getting in the cross fire. Here on earth he was the most prized head for the demons though he wandered why low level demons would risk their lives knowing he was here and their own was out some where among the humans as well looking for him to kill him as he was looking for him to kill him and bring the demon's head to god.