The Friendship of the Angel and The Half-Breed

The scarlet liquid flowing down your beautiful wings.

Why did you protect me?

Why didn't you run away, my dear friend?

We had been fighting this creature for too long,

we are slowly tiring.

As the demon we fought advanced toward me,

it's fangs dripping a deadly poison.

You spread your heavenly wings,

creating a barrier between it and me.

I saw the pain in your eyes,

as you held me in your embrace.

Your eyes,

slowly glazing over from the poison,

closed as your body fell to the ground with a thud.

I scream, tears brimming my eyes.

Anger and hatred fill me,

My body shaking.

You look up weakly and say,

"I guess we have no choice.....you need to transform."

I look at him slowly, whispering "What form?"

"Demonic..."

The demon roars, sending shock-waves through the broken earth.

It walks slowly towards you,

pure evil in it's eyes.

I gasp, my body shaking violently.

I transform,

a loud roar exploding from my mouth.

The demon seemed shocked,

yet it charged at me with intention to kill.

I waste no time,

biting into it's throat,

it's blood gushing into my mouth.

The demon cries in pain,

then dissipates.

I calm myself,

then walk over to you.

You are shaking,

fighting the poison.

I lay my wings over you,

healing you.

You breath a sigh of relief,

then smile.

I change,

and you put me in your embrace once again.

For not even the toughest demon cannot conquer us,

for we are more powerful than evil.