Chapter 7

OH DEAR SISTER.. I APOLOGIZE. IT'S ALL MY FAULT THIS HAPPENED IN THE FIRST PLACE. DON'T CRY. YOU WILL BE GETTING MARRIED TODAY. EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO.

The Angel slayer Azazel said to he's younger sister the Queen of darkness XziXzi. Rebecca slowly sweated as the two twelve foot monstrosities knelt on the blood of the banquets musical band.

Rebecca spread out her wings,before thrusting a strong wind towards the two monsterous. Azazel was cloaked in a black filthy rob with six execution ropes around he's neck. On he's back rest a large emerald black bound in cloth. He's head was filled with a mess of gray hair.

The wind only seemed like a gentle breeze.

Hmm. For the last time. Stop calling me your sister you worthless insect! I'd rather feed on broken glass than share the same blood as a failure such as yourself. I mean honestly! I've been starving for almost twenty years and yet you've been busy stuffing you're face.

Let me know when you find him. Am bored. So I'll entertain myself with this lively bunch. If you dare mess this up for me! I'll end up crying and then I'll leave.

NO, NO, NO. DON'T CRY, DON'T CRY. I'LL FIND YOU A HUSBAND IMMEDIATELY. IN THE MEAN TIME …

Azazel said to XziXzi, before placing he's arm on the hundle of the blade. Rebecca rushed towards a large table, before grabbing it and tossing it towards the two, but it was reduced to splitters! Immediately.

XziXzi fabricated the throne from her before sitting down and facing Rebecca. The Queen of darkness was partly covered in bandages, the places where skin was exposed where a deep blueish gray. She wore a black dress that constantly oozed darkness and her long black hair draped on the floor like an ink stain.

Azazel teleported away as XziXzi smiled at Rebecca.