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Demonic Power

There are many different power groups. Yet two of them stand out the most: The angels and The demons. The two aren't supposed to get along so trust and believe that when one from the demon side starts catching feelings, things go south. Listen if you dare, about darkness, light, and a forbidden affair!

FlameKingWarrior · Fantasy
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23 Chs

H.O.T.

If I had killed that bitch/asshole. That was the thought of Chloe, and Aaron as they were being dragged home.

"-let me through!". Aaron heard as a doctor was monitoring his health. His brother burst in kicking down the door wearing blue jeans and a blue t-shirt, his mother coming in with an agitated look on her face, and 10 or so royal guards. "Are you okay?! I.... saw what happened on the news.". Aaron took a minute to process that. "W- what?! How long ago was this?!". Jet looked away rubbing his neck and said. "You've.... Been knocked out for 3 days.".

Aaron grabbed the remote and turned on the news. "-and following that report people are still going on about the White vs Silver event that happened-". He kept changing channels and it was all anyone was talking about: White vs Silver, The white demons vs The silver angel, W v S. It was everywhere. "Guards.... Leave us. You too Jet, I need to have a talk with your brother.". Jet mouthed for Aaron to be careful and him and the guards exited.

"Aaron.... Do you realize the actions of your battle affects me? Ever since you got hospitalized I have been attending meeting after meeting regarding your condition. But before I decide to chew you out, which I will be sure to do later....". She then walked over and sat in a chair next to his bed. "Everyone has had the questions that not even I could answer: How will the Royal angels and demons react? Will things still go accordingly? And my personal favorite," She said going slightly pale. "What demonic power is enough to go toe to toe with a royal angel?".

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"CHLOE!!!!!!" Her father yelled hugging her with Widow waiting at the door. "Widow told me the situation. What were you thinking going toe to toe with a royal?! It's all over the news!". Chloe looked at Widow and said "How did so many people know so fast? Widow?". Widow walked over shaking and said "W- when the fighting started, my camera was on live.". Chloe nearly panicked at that and said "So your telling me that....!". Widow started crying and said "E- e.... Everyone saw it and now they want to know what kind of power you have to go toe to toe with a royal!".

Chloe's father started comforting Widow and said "The royal demons want to meet with you regarding your scuffle with the prince.". Chloe's heart sank at that and started to think of possibilities. What separates royals from demons was that the 1 or 2 heads of the family are granted the power to take a demon of what makes it a demon, and the angel royals have the power to strip an angel of it's wings. "ABSOLUTELY NOT?!?!?!?!?!?!". She screamed. "If those privileged bastards want me then they can come get me their self!".

Her father sighed and went over to her "That's the other thing.... If you don't go to them.... They'll just send someone to take you by force, or to take your demon.". She went even paler at that. This meant if she didn't comply, they could either hurt her or make her human. "Chloe.... None of us like this but the way I see it there isn't much of an option! In case you haven't noticed, you're not in any position to fight a fully experienced royal!". Widow then said "I'll go with you just in case! So you're not alone!".

Both of them had a bad feeling that they couldn't shake. Little did they know that first encounter would turn into a large issue.

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"Mother, is it really necessary to bring Father into this?" Aaron asked. His fathers office was at a very high building. So flying was the only access to it. "Your father is the one who can strip you of your wings. This fight will be his judgment.". Aaron and Jet's father was the top of the family and was the one who could take their wings. Even their mother didn't go against him. When they got to the top his father was waiting in an office chair. "Aaron. It appears we must talk.".

Their father was 6'3, same skin color, bright red hair, a scar on his nose, and wore a red vest with gray pants that screamed authority. He stood up to his full height and pulled over a chair. "Aaron sit. As for your mother, Madaline, do me a favor and exit the room.". His mother quickly complied and ran off.

".... So I heard about your fight with the white demon.". Aaron clutched his chest and became concerned. "Did you know that not many beings accept other royals can take on our power? That being said you both lost.". The tension spiked when he said "So what was the power of this one? And why did you choose to fight?". ".... Well you see father-". He was cut short as four large white wings came from behind him.

"Do. Not. Lie.". His tone was more sinister than before. "I.... Was trying to be the first one to find out her power, so maybe I'd get more.... Recognition!". He lowered his wings and sighed. "I want to show you something Aaron." He said as he left for a few minutes. He came back a bit later with a long briefcase. He then opened it and gave him a long sword that was curved upward. The handle was covered in multiple little jewels.

"I call it the Hyperactive Overpowered Taipan. H.O.T. for short.". He held the sword in his hand and looked at his father. "Go on. Swing it with your power.". He swung the blade and a powerful slice of energy came off that knocked him off his feet. "HAHAHAHAHA! Careful now! That sword was forged using some powerful stuff, so it won't break like your old one. But it's still in it's testing phase, so I figured you'd be the perfect angel to take it for a test run!".

Aaron looked at a loss for words. He turned to his father and said "Why me?! Jet is way better choice-" "It's because I believe in you.". He patted his shoulder and said "Jet is meant to be a king and a leader. YOU are meant to stand by his side in battle. You are not your brother or mother, and you are meant for that weapon. The demon is meeting with the King and Queen so don't worry.".

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Chloe was wearing the most fancy thing she owned. A white and red business suit. Once she got to a giant black castes with a red glow coming from the inside she walked inside and hoped for the best.

Once she walked in she was immediately greeted by a tall 6 foot woman who had two ram like horns that were black, long black hair, gold colored eyes, and was an hourglass figure. She was wearing a long black dress with red and black high heels and lipstick. "OH! And you must be the White demon! I'm Cassandra, however my husband could not attend so it will just be you, and me.".

They then went into a scarlet colored office with two couches. She sat down and looked eye to eye with the queen. "So, your not royalty, and went toe to toe with a prince?". Chloe nodded as someone brought the queen some tea and she sipped it. "And what type of demon are you? You certainly aren't a succubus, or a spider like your friend outside.". Chloe paused for a second before responding "I.... Actually don't know. I never met my real parents so I don't know what type of demon I am.".

The queen simply smiled and said "Interesting. I saw the news and you seem to be pretty fast, of course then there is the fact you made a weapon out of your own power which not a lot of demons can do. But besides that I want to ask what started this confrontation with the prince.". After explaining the queen got a much more serious look on her face. "So you and the prince hospitalized each other after one fight?! Now THAT is intriguing!".

Chloe looked at the queen and said "It sucks that we both lost though. He really wanted to find out my power.". The queen stood up and said "Don't we all?". Once they walked back to the car the queen grabbed her arm and said "Be careful Chloe. Not everyone will be okay with this development.".

Once they got in the car and started driving Widow said "Don't worry! I'm sure everything will be alright.".

And yet they never knew how right the queen was.