Thread: A Key To Victory (Dies/Devxx)

Kiyara was distracted slightly when she heard Cesario go on stage and make his announcement. The older demon had a certain flair for dramatics and she had to admit that his little show was like a Mozart opera for Hell. All around her she felt the chaos spreading as the humans turned on each other and blood flew through the air. The hell hounds had been set loose and they would take great joy in dragging the living screaming into the pits of eternal damnation. The sight was beautiful in it's own way. What had once been a party all sparkling with decorations and laughter was now littered with pools of blood and screams of terror and the humans were ripped apart one by one. The few that might survive would probably wish they hadn't since this was a sight they would never be able to get out of their minds. They would be haunted day and night by what they saw and perhaps they were the unluckiest of all. Still though, right now she had to focus on the boy. She could feel the angel pulling away at the human and trying to get him away from the sight. They would have no problem taking on the lone angel by themselves but it seemed like she had company to back her up. Kiyara could feel the presence of an arch angel being called as the ground shook around them while screams of pain still echoed through the auditorium. Closing her eyes, Kiyara reached out with some unknown hand until she finally grabbed hold onto the boy's mind. When she touched him she had been able to make a psychic connection with him that would allow her to talk to him without the angel knowing. 'They all lied to you.' she thought, her eyes had a faraway look to them as if the whole world faded away and the only thing left was her and the human. 'They had you convinced you were crazy and were using you for their own benefit. Don't trust the girl, she is the betrayer.' Where Cesario preferred to handle things with flash she always found that the subtle way worked best. After this night he would start questioning everything and his trust in the girl would be diminished. 'I have the answers to all of your questions. When you finally want the truth all you must do is call out to me and I will answer. Kiyara.' And with that she severed the mental connection before turning back to Cesario. We have to go. The girl is summoning an arch angel and I'd rather not be around for that. She grabbed Cesario and started pulling him away from the graveyard that had been the prom. Bodies were laying on the floor with the dresses and suits stained as if this had been some ancient ball of the old times and they were merely sleeping and waiting for someone to come save them. She didn't have to worry about the boy hiding from them, he would want answers and after the days events he would be losing faith in the angels once he found out that they had been using him. No, he would come to them willingly like a moth to the flame and then his soul would be theirs to damn and use. She cast one more look over her shoulder as the ground beneath them started to shake before pulling the older demon out into the night sky. If the angels thought this battle was over then they were sadly mistaken. The smile on her face indicated that it had only just begun. ----------- Aiden was in shell shock as he saw what was going on around him. The older boy had taken the stage and before he knew it his classmates were dying around him. He kept closing his eyes and opening the, hoping that this was all some horrible dream and that he would wake up in his bed with this just being a foggy memory. No such luck though as he felt drops of blood fall on his cheeks and splatter his clothes as his friends fell around him. He wanted to save them, stop them from hurting each other but Viola was pulling him away from the carnage. He wanted to struggle and stay here to help but his feet moved on on his own accord and she pulled him away from the other girl. Outside he watched as she put her hands to her chest and started muttering to herself, saying something he couldn't full understand. By now his clothes were drenched with the blood of his classmates and the cold night air was drying the red marks permanently to the fabric. This was supposed to be the best night of his life but somehow it had turned into something out of a horror movie. God, he felt like he was going to be sick. Suddenly a voice spoke to him sounding as if it was coming from inside his own head. It was the voice of the other girl and she was talking to him. She said that they were all lying to him, even Viola. Blinking he looked around to see where it was coming from but he couldn't see anything besides him and Viola. He wanted to scream at her, ask her what she was talking about but he couldn't see the girl anywhere. Finally he got the last message that she had the answers for him and that all he would need to do would be to call her. He couldn't trust her could he? After all, wasn't she with the man who had just killed off most of his class? He was so confused and his head hurt so much, he could feel the voices growing stronger and more chaotic and they tried to send commands to one another about what was happening. Clutching his head in his hands he let out a large scream from the pain of all those voices talking at once. Tears ran down his face and all he wanted was for it to stop. Just for the whole world to stop so that he could finally have his peace. Looking over at Viola he heard her ask him if he was okay. Had she not just seen the same thing that he had? How could she possibly ask if he was ok with all that they had just witnessed. No. No I'm not okay. He answered, looking at her as if he was seeing her for the first time. There was something he was hiding, something he wasn't telling her and it was making him angry. Kiyara had called her the betrayer, what if that was the truth? Was she really using him? I want to know what the fuck just happened! The anger in his voice evident as she stared at her with intense eyes. He was tired of all the games and just wanted to know what was going on for once in his damn life.