SIX

"J'suis foutu! je l'ai tué! suis vraiment foutu!!!"

David paced the halls of Alex's apartment. Alex was a friend of his.

"l'a ferme putain! Tu vas te calmer oui?" (shut it will you? will you just calm down) Alex groaned palming his face in frustration. David had been shaking like a baby ever since he showed at his door for shelter and protection.

"T'as aucune idée. Elle vas me tuer. Elle vas bruler vive." (You have no idea. She going to kill me. She's going to burn me alive.) The idiot continued shaking. True Alex had no idea of what was coming for him.

"Mais de quoi tu parle toi? Tu délire ou quoi. Ce n'est qu'une fillette! Comment va telle se prendre pour te brûler vive?" (what are you saying/talking about?You are going insane. She's just a little girl. How is she going to get about burning you alive?) Suddenly the temperature of the room increased. The saw from behind the window curtains and orange glint that increased in proximity; like it was coming closer to them. The glass of whisky in David's hand dropped to the floor and a million pieces flew in different direction.

"Tu ne là connait pas." David warned Alex. He said so in a shivering tone. "C'est une petite sorcière cette pest..." The window shattered in a million pieces as a giant bird in light dark wings burst through it; the power of its breeze blowing both men to wall. (You don't her/ she's a little witch that...)

Oh but wait! it wasn't a giant bird. It was a girl with wings. Her eyes shun a bright pit of black. Behind her, floating in flames flew in another girl.

The stood together, side by side. One with gigantic dark wings and claws; the other with red and yellow shades of flame dancing in her eyes. Two balls of flame in her hands.

"Dramatic entrance check," a familiar voice echoed from beside the men, frozen by shock to the walls. "We have two more people to complete the crew and they are not so close: wrap this up quick my little sinners." The evil angel dug his claws into wall and dragged them as he walk away with an evil smirk, making an annoying screeching sound.

"Besoin d'aide?" (need help?) Sonny turned to Elo.

"Non. Je m'occupe." (No, I'll do it) she walked two steps closer to the David and Alex. With no where else to moved to, they both fall to their knees.

"Do you want to know a secret?" Eloise asked in her sexy French accent, "Anywhere there's heat, there's fire. Like you inner organs..." she hold up both her hands, with the flames floating on top each. As she starts squeezing them into fist, David and Alex scream in pain pressing their hands over their chests. Their internal organs were cooking inside the bodies.

The smirk on Luce's face has never been so wide.

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(Two men were found dead in an ally at Rue St Lambert with all their internal organs roasted...)

"So now Luce, where are we off to?"

"Ouuu...now you're getting impatient huh?"

"I'm just trying to play the role. Than have you compel me into doing it." Sonny shot him a bloodshot sarcastic glance as he drove.

In the front of the car was Sonny and the evil angel while back was  Eloise and Zenobia. She had no where to go and was ready for anything so gladly joined. Even though she really had no choice when she was presented with the head of sister Margaret in a platter.

The car suddenly came to a halt over a valley. Looking down, Sonny noticed a bunch of teenagers at camping site. Her stomach turned. She knew something bad was in motion.

"Do me a favor earth girl and slide down that piece of earth over those people. They sicken me." he ordered. Zenobia shot Sonny a scrunched up brow who in return gave her a nod. Killing a bunch of innocent people wasn't really a problem for her. She had nurtured evil deep within her bones ever since childhood. She never received love from anyone so naturally, she followed the opposite emotion that came every time she saw what love was like but could not feel or receive it.

Most at times she'd need a reason to do anything bad or worse, evil. A reason for committing a crime gave her peace to think she was right in doing so. And she had never actually kill any human being; she'd hurt people, very badly, but never had death been an after effect of her action.

She didn't have to car anymore. She wasn't under the orphanage. She was on her own and the first person who had lend her a hand of solidarity was asking her to sacrifice a few souls just for the pleasure of it? These people hadn't done anything to her but they looked happy under the hill, camping, laughingly, hugging; she hated every single one of those things they were doing. She looked over the hill and then back at Sonny,

Just do what he says! She heard her in her mind, whisper to her.

"OK! You're the boss!" she jumped off the car facing the camp site. She did owe him for taking her in.

She stretched fort her hands and motioned the hill that stood over the site; the earth shook, bringing down the hill over the campers and covered every living soul.

"Done!" She beamed to the audience of three as if she had just finished doing homework or brushing her teeth.

Luce grinned mischievously, he slipped on his dark shades and blast on some heavy rock music while their car flew into the wind.

The sped off into the darkness of the night, almost disappearing into the night. The air around left behind, everything seemed dead.

Down at the site, a man walks out of the forest, dressed in a white rob with long curls of Gold hair framing his face. He dips his hand effortlessly into the ground that covered the site and brings it out. The girl's face was covered in mud and she wasn't breathing. He ran his thumb across her fore head; horizontally then vertical. (Sign of the cross)

"Surgens autem pueri maxime alta; se habet ad vos." (Arise child of the most high; a purpose has been made for you.)

Immediately she let out a heavy breath as her eyes swung open.