Thread: Corruption of Innocence- Candy_demon21xCaiusWickersham-

Im telling you Catherine its always the same dream. For the past three weeks its been the same dream and I cant shake this feeling that I should maybe listen to the voice.A slender brunette sighed, softly, her hands fumbling clumsily for the nearby hair brush on the white vanity, It feels like that my dreams are trying to warn me. Warn you about what? When the slender fingers brushed against the cool plastic, eager hands collected the brush and brought it to the crown of the young womans hair that spilled down over her shoulders and back, Thats the thing-the girl returned, running the brush through her hair, smoothing out any tangles in her long brunette locks, I dont know From the earpiece came a sigh, If it makes you feel any better, Im having a dream similar to yours, except Im having sex with- I dont wanna know! came a shrill cry, Whatever your brain conjures up, I. DONT. WANNA. KNOW! Annette will you calm down, it isnt like Im gonna give you a play by play. Annette blushed, not entirely convinced that her long time friend wasnt about to go into explicit detail about her wet dreams, Sure you werent, Annette mused, setting down the brush and fumbling for a hair tie. Look, Ill see you in a little bit alright? The Nephillium child didnt get to say anything before the line went silent. Collected the phone into her hands, the brunette placed the Iphone in her lap and continued to go about her morning routine. Normally most women put on makeup or do their hair a specific way but Annette had to do something that no other human being had to do. Walking across the small apartment, the Nephillum child fumbled for an ace bandage until her fingers found the familiar texture she knew. Collecting it in her hands, the young woman started above her breasts, wrapping the tightly stretched material round and around. Annette one of the few Nephil children to possess a piece of her divine parents Annette had been born with a pair of pure white wings but unlike fabled angels in movies and books whose wings could easily hide five people beneath them. Annettes wings only as long as her forearms and they only served as a nuisance to the young woman. When she had dressed herself in a pair of jeans, a graphic T and a simple black over jacket, Annette collected her bag with everything she might need salt for warding off demons, a silver dagger to kill the cheeky bastards, gum and a whole plethora of other odds and ends. Once she had left her apartment complex, Annette kept to herself, averting her eyes downwards as to not frighten or even draw attention the opaque, cloudy orbs that were her eyes. She could not count on her hands and toes how many times children had whispered to their parents Mommy, whats wrong with that ladys eyes? Can she see? And while under normal circumstances Annette loved children, she hated hearing this question. With a sigh, Annette continued to walk down the same route that she always took to meet Catherine. Excuse me, miss? An unfamiliar voice resonated somewhere to her left, instantly making the blind angel look up and towards the voice. What? Her voice came out a bit harsher than she had intended but the moment that her eyes met with the color of pink and swirling red, she tensed visibly. Sorry, I was just wondering if you knew where Freds Burgers are. Im new to the area and- Annette didnt give him a chance to answer, Sorry no,her voice holding a note of sweetness, I dont know where much of anything is. Unless Ive been there, I wouldnt know. There was a silence that hung between the two for a moment before the sound of footsteps coming closer had Annette drawing back, Hmm, funny, because if Im not mistaken you and your friend often have lunch there, right? Who was this guy? How did he know the more intimate details of her life, Oh dont look so frightened, I dont intend on harming you. Im simply here as a delivery boy, well, as a collector at this point but who's splitting hairs? Annette took another careful step backwards, her heart hammering loudly in her ears, Who sent you? It was a simple enough question but often times she never got an answer, My Master. The angel groaned, Ive gathered that, what is his name? This time her question was answered with a curt chuckle, You will come to know and adore my Master as I do, but your love and adoration will be for an entirely different reason. You see, my Master is a collector of a many rare and beautiful things, you are just that. There is no need to lie about who you are child, you reek with his holy odor, and you are the spitting image of your father- My fathers dead! She hissed in return, watching the swirling mass of colors step back, Such a tragic truth that you Nephilium children never get to meet your parents. I can assure you lady that your father is in good health and is probably pulling out his feathers knowing that you are in danger. Another silence hung in the air before a great commotion broke out between the two. Annette had had enough time to withdraw the silver dagger from her bag but had been too slow as her free hand and her feet her collected by something. Her bindings felt as light as air but yet would not budge and instead bit into her skin with such force that her skin felt like it was on fire, You should have gotten a seeing eye dog, perhaps my Master would have allowed you to have a pet. Annette thrashed and squirmed within the mans grasp, making him huff, irritation clearly lingering in his sigh. If it werent for the Masters wishes to ensure that you arrive to him without a single hair out of place, I would have you beaten black and blue for your behavior. Someone HELP! Fine, if her thrashing wasnt going to work than she would scream. The demon growled low and collected the girl against him, Woman. You are trying my patience!He hissed, his mighty hands collecting the front of her shirt and giving it a good tear, the cold air kissing her naked flesh as the bandages came with it, You realize you had a choice in this but choose to be a spoiled little brat. The demons hands collected Annettes fragile wings in his might grasp and gave them a hard squeeze, instantly the angel went limp. The demon smiled and waved his free hand, collecting the girl within his arms as a swirling black portal opened, Be on your best behavior or I can assure you that my Master will not be as kind with your punishment as I am. When the two stepped through the vortex, Annette had felt her body go lighter than air but instantly felt her flesh begin to burn hot when they arrived at their destination. Where we they?! Forgive my tardiness Master, the demon cooed, Annette feeling the demon bow towards some silent force, she was harder to control than I had surmised but as you instructed my Lord, her wings seem to be a weak spot. Should I perhaps bind them so you may do with her as you wish? Annette's eyes went wide with terror as she wondered just who this 'Master' was.