Matt: Fallen Angel

We set off just as an eerie bleep came from  the Bounty Hunter.

He shoved a hand in his pocket and pulled out what looked like a phone's keypad with ports around the sides. He tapped a button and a screen popped out from the top and bottom. the top one was a touchpad screen and the botton was also a touchpad split into four red sections. One section was flashing.

"What is that?"

"It's a SGC," he stated, like it was obvious. Seeing my clueless face he sighed, "a Super Group Communicator," he tapped the red button and looked into the top screen. The Informants face appeared.

"Rob we have a problem," he muttered, "there are soldiers all around the building, I don't know what to do!"

"I'll be right round-" a figure appeared near me, it was a female with a black silk dress and gloves and dark wings on her back with black hair and grey eyes.

"You go," I urged, "i'll deal with this-"

"I'll come back as soon as I can!" he replied and the pair of them phased away.

"You... Fallen Angel?" I asked.

She smirked and took a step forward, "yes."

"What do you want with me?" I asked as she took another step.

"I was... sent here to kill you should you live," she took another step, now right in front of me.

"Are you going to then or are you just gunna stand there?" She took off a glove. In a blink of an eye her hand gripped my neck. The pain was excruciating, more concetrated than Swarm's.

She flung me across the alley.

I scrambled to my feet. I must look pitiful to her. She stopped, then moved again.

"You're a man," she pointed out.

"I have the parts if you want to check," she crinkled her nose like there was a bad smell.

"There's only one thing on a man's mind," she grabbed my shirt and kissed me. the pain was greater than ever, cursing through my whole body... a little turned on too.

The veins on my face were erupting, my eyes felt like they were bleeding. Every nerve was on fire and I couldn't move for paralysis.

She pushed me away then, "have I kissed you before?" she looked at my black, deadened lips, a gift from Succubus. She frowned, a look of fear on her face, and flew off.

I slumped to the floor, leaning against a wall breathing raggedly.

It was a few minuted until the Bounty Hunter returned.

"What happened?" I asked straight away.

The End

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