Encounter

Rachel rummaged in her bag for her lipgloss. Where was it?! Her heels clacked noisily as she marched up the dark street towards the club, her irritation growing until finally she pulled it out with a triumphant "AHA!" but the silence now caused by her lack of rummaging meant she heard someone running up behind her and she turned to check if they were coming to mug her or just late for whatever they needed to be at. In the city you could never be sure and it never hurt to check.

The guy was dressed strangely, white trousers that were all ripped up and some sort of red velvet longcoat. His hair was spikey and glowed white in the moonlight though the lamps nearby gave away that he was blonde.

She frowned a little. What kind of get up was that? He was looking behind him a little as he ran so clearly he wasn't after her purse. Rachel breathed a sigh of relief until he snapped his head up to look at her, a malicious grin on his face; the sight caused her to freeze like a deer in headlights.

The weird man changed course a little, making a beeline for her until he got close enough to clench his fist in the fabric of her dress, the other hand wrapping round her leg and with the ease unseen in her lifetime he picked her up like a twig, holding her above his head
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Put me down you creepy rapist!" she screamed, horrified.

Then to her utter terror and amazement he threw her through the air as if she weighed nothing and she flew with the trajectory of a catapult. Her scream rang out in the night but cut short as the dizzying flight was cut short by a torso and strong arms, she opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a pair of ruby earrings pinned to a leather lapel.

Her eyes went up and she swore she was looking into heaven. Golden blonde hair and blue eyes, this guy certainly LOOKED like her saviour. Something light coloured moved behind his head and then she noticed. Huge feathered wings came out from his back! What on earth?...

Something else quickly came into her field of vision and a blade swept across her Hero's face. He swore before looking up sharply. There HE was. The freak who'd thrown her as a weapon at this guy, or as a distraction?

The girl's eyes widened when she realised he had wings too, or at least they looked a little like wings, large black metallic things which moved independently like snakes. A pair of nasty looking blades were strapped to the ends.

"No more running demon! Are you getting desperate if we're playing Catch with humans?" blondie mocked. The demon gestured with his middle finger then began to run again, the hunk swore before putting her down quickly "If you'll excuse me Miss, I've a demon to kill."

No sooner had he said the words then his wings moved up behind him defensively, blood dripping down the blade that had just stuck through them. Blondie span round, the Freak getting pulled along by one wing until he fell at her feet.

Rachael kicked him in the eye for good measure and revenge. A small slapping sound made her look up to where her saviour had just facepalmed but before she could question it a hand grabbed at her ankle, yanking her down as Freak got up "Don't do that. The boys are trying to talk. Now be a good girl and fuck off," he turned back towards the Angel guy (Rachael decided that's what he must be) just in time to meet his fist and go crashing into a nearby wall. He landed partway in a shadow and in an instant he was gone.

"Crap. Now I have to search the whole city again. Well, have a good night and don't talk about any of this yeah?" Blondie waved and began to walk away
"Wait!" yelled Rachael "What the heck just happened?"

Sariel turned round, already behind in trying to find Erro, and smiled "Divine Intervention," before with a powerful bet of his injured wings he soared into the sky.

Rachael watched silently as he blended into the night until she wasn't sure if she saw his wings or two stars, silent for several minutes before her mind processed what she was thinking.

"...da fuck?"