Thread: Forgive Me, Father... (Notte and BWA)

Ten years ago The battle had been waged for centuries, slowly but surly evil had infiltrated the world and God had sent Angels down from heaven to fight. Seraphina Zekiel was one such angel, yet each soul that she had to take carved at her heart and the war no longer made sense to her, but she would not give up on her Lord God, knowing that she was here in his name made her strong. The night was dark, the wind howling, and the rain came down like daggers muting the sound of clashing swords. Her long white hair slapped in her face as she parried and danced away from the demons blade. The body of the soul that had cried out lay lifeless on the ground and Seraphina tripped over it while trying to dodge another strike. When she feel, an arrow pierced through one of her pure white wings and she screamed, the feathers staining red with blood. A net was cast over her and she was unable to cut free from it. The demon stood over her and laughed at her pain, relishing in it, as she watched another demon came forth and another and another until she was completely surrounded. The harder she fought to free herself, the more tangled and tight the net became around her. A sharp pain to her scalp and then she felt nothing. When next she woke, she was chained down to an alter, a Cross of her Lord hanging upside down and she cringed at the image. The buzz of laughter started in her head and she looked away from the image that would be burned into her mind forever. Such evil. The sight that greeted her had her pulling on her bonds, demons and damned souls watched her with wicked looks of both lust and murderous intent. Some whispering to others what they would like to do to her. When the temple doors opened, Asmodeus, one of the seven Princes of Hell walked in and the silence in the temple was almost deafening. As he walked towards the alter, Seraphina fought harder against the bonds and started to say the Lord's prayer. Calling out to him for Divine assistance. When Asmodeus got to the alter, he laughed at her, Do you really think that your God will save you? He has abandoned you. In one swift move, Asmodeus ripped her angels cloak off with a roar as it burnt his hand. I will take that Holiness from you and soil it in Lucifer's name. Her body lay bare before him and still prayer after prayer fell from her lips, yet she would let no tear fall from her eyes. Asmodeus climbed on top of the alter between her legs and started touching her innocent virginal flesh, a foreign sensation crawled threw her awareness and she knew that he was more powerful than she. Still, she did not give up as his fingers invaded her sheath. Moving his hands gripped her hips and he lifted her up to him, so that his erection was positioned at her opening. One quick thrust and a scream was torn from her throat as her purity and virginity were taken with brutality. She looked down in morbid fascination as the blood from her barrier started to leak down onto his shaft when he started to move. He played her body as if she were an instrument, having had millennium of fornication and promiscuity, she was no match to him and against her will, her body gave over and flooded with desire. When her first orgasm ripped threw her, she cried out and thrashed against him, but he kept on going until he spilled his seed both inside and outside of her womb. Exhausted, tainted, bruised, and violated, Seraphina had floated in a world that was in between worlds, her once white wings now clipped and painted red for the sin that she had committed against God. At the moment when his Holy presents left her, she fell into slumber... Present day The world was dark and she couldn't see, but a voice sounded and drowned out the screams. A prayer from one who hunted evil, although entombed, she had heard the whispers of hunters who called themselves Exodus. At hearing his prayer, her ears started to bleed, but she welcomed it as long as she could hear the words of her Lord, even if she had now fallen, cast from Heaven by His hand while she was sent to fight and failed. When he finished saying his prayer, she screamed AMEN! The word burned in her mouth, for she had sinned against him, and her repentance had not been enough for she was no longer pure. The pain had been excruciating and her clipped wings burned, she feel into darkness, praying that this man would end her existence and send her back into the arms of her Lord God.