Devil's Angel - chp 1 part 1

Devil's Angel

Chapter 1

The floor was soaked as I bolted through the night after my prey. It was cold and the puddles were quickly freezing with thin layers of ice. This held no problem for me but I knew the man I was chasing would probably not hold out much longer against the weather. I did really need to run after him, I could just fly with my dark tattered wings but I couldn't bear to look at them anymore. There he was, my prey, running into a dark alleyway, how foolish. I chuckled as I pulled the crossbow from my back. Yeah sure we had guns nowadays but I preferred the old fashioned methods.

I followed him deep into the alleyway carefully listening to the slightest sounds, from the rats scurrying around the bins for food to the homeless people asleep in cardboard boxes. There he was, hiding in a cardboard box pretending to be a tired homeless person. I shook my head in amusement making my short black hair move into my eyes. It might have worked for a normal assassin but I wasn't a normal assassin. I had the man's soul of radar, we all did, assassins of Satan. How else would we make sure we were stealing the right person's soul? It was like an internal radar we all had, the better the assassin the more accurate the radar. Needless to say mine was crystal clear.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," I taunted walking towards the cardboard box, "I know you're here somewhere, you can't hide from me you pathetic human," I kept creeping slowly to the box. I could see him shaking now from fear. I'd be scared too if my soul was about to be damned to hell for all eternity. When I reached him I raised the crossbow up to face height. "Boo," I whispered. "Who are you?" He whispered looking at me in fear. I smirked at him my normally grey eyes glowing like fire, "My name is Dulcia, but you can call me the Angel of Death," I replied and just before he screamed I sent an arrow into his left eye. I felt the power swell around me as his soul was drawn from his body and into on of the beads on the long bead necklace I wore. His body slumped to the floor and the arrow disintegrated.

"I love my job," I whispered looking down at the bead which now glowed an eerie blue colour. The necklace had 100 beads on it and every single one of them was now glowing. "I guess it's time to cash in," I muttered before looking at the homeless people around me staring wide eyed in fear. I smiled, "You won't remember anything," I said and they all fell unconscious.