First shitty club-mate is?

I made it easily to school this time and still with plenty of time to spare and I even managed to memorize the timetable and the way to school and back. 'Now all that's left is for Kirra to arrive and take this dumb fucking form' I thought.

The world went dark as a pair of hands covered my eyes, "guess who" the voice echoed in my mind. I spun around and pulled my shirt up and pulled it down over her head before she had time to protest. "That's for covering my eyes! How do you like it asshole?" I snickered. I stumbled back as a sudden pain rushed through my leg, "what the fuck! Did you really just fucking kick me!?" I yelled, "yep" Kirra answered proudly.

I went into my pocket and pulled out the folded up club form and shoved it in front of Kirras face. "You said you wanted to start the club today so here" I said as looked away from her to find a girls super short skirt blow up to reveal white and blue striped underwear.

Kirra pulled on my play forcing me to lower my head as she whispered into my ear, "meet me at the club room you wrote on here ok." Her voice was soft and pretty it almost made me sad that I didn't like girls.

The bell chimed and we both ran to class. My timetable said that I had gym next so I slept through the self study class before it to conserve as much energy as possible.

It wasn't that far to walk to the gym and it was quite spacious once you were inside. The floor was a shiny brown and the roof was as high as a three story building, which in my opinion was very unnecessary.

My class foed a circle on the court as the teacher split us up into two teams. The whistle blew and everyone begane fighting for the ball. I rushed forward, arm outstretched and snatched the ball away from one of my classmates. I ran toward the basket trying to avoid everyone that came near me. I leaped unto the air and threw the ball into the basket, scoring the first point of the lesson.

After the class was over a couple of tall guys walked over to me and complemented me, "those were some great moves, you should try out for the basketball club." "No thank, I've already joined the gambling club" I replied shaking my head. When I looked back at the guys I realized something important, 'ah, yes. These damn peaceful humans don't gamble.' Before I could tell them what gambling is the bell rung and they ran off like well trained puppies.

The club room was completely bare but really spacious. I looked out the third story high window and wondered whether I would go back to hell if I jumped or not. Just as I was about to leap out the window a man came bursting into the room with Kirra by his side.

He was a handsome man with plain white hair and long bangs. His eyes were a pale blue and he wore a cross necklace. "Disgusting" I muttered.

"I proudly present to you our first member, Uriel!" Kirra announced gesturing to the man. I tried to put on my best smile as memories flooded my mind, all filled with my brothers and sisters from heaven. 'There is no doubt that this is the Uriel I used to know' I concluded.

Uriel rushed towards me as Kirra froze in time. "What do you want Uriel" I grumbled, "only to wish my brother well on his journey to destroy this peaceful utopia I created" Uriel responded sarcasticly. Uriel took a slow step towards me as a dark abyss appeared just beside his hand.

I summoned a blue flame and threw it straight at Uriel's arm. His hand retracted as long white wings extended from his back. They shone brightly as Uriel plucked one of the feathers from his wing. It extended into a long silver sword with a thin, white feather hilt. I summoned my own abyss at my feet and reached into its dark depths to reveal a giant black scythe with a blue flame at its hilt and an upside down cross embedded into its grip. My own wings grew from my back but unlike Uriel's they were not quite so elegant, they were a black leather with a claw at its peak and a slight blue glow. They were a symbol that each of my angelic feathers that once use to live on them had been plucked to strip me of my hollyness.

I spun on my heels trying to catch Uriel with the scythes blade. He ducked and pulled back my scythe with his sword attempting to wrench it from my grasp. I used my free hand to move my black hair away from my eye and suddenly the world went dark, with nothing but a white glowing silhouette swinging a red blade was visible to me. This was my 'deceased angel eyes' power, a power that enabled me to pinpoint the exact location of all angels in a white glow and demons in a red one.

Uriel leaped forward spinning in a wide circle swinging his blade as if it was an extension of his own arm. I quickly lifted my scythe and swung it straight back down to the ground as Uriel dropped and rolled to the side. The noise of my scythe hitting the cold tiled floor echoed in my head for a moment. As I regained my bearings Uriel launched into my side tackling me to the ground.

I clawed at Uriel's back as he pinned me to the ground, when I pulled my nails back they had a thick, red coat of blood and skin embedded beneath them. I punched Uriel in the gut and he propelled backwards. I scrambled up and snatched my scythe from the ground as I launched myself at the injured angel.

"WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, DAMNED ANGEL SCUM!" I shriecked as I ran at him. I pulled my scythe back and swung it in a curve aiming right at his neck. He just barely ducked in time as he grabbed the scythes handle. I summoned a flame into my hand and sent it fly at his chest, within a matter of seconds his whole body was engulfed in flames. Uriel dropped to the floor and howled in pain as he rolled back and forth. I stepped back and shook my hand demanding that the blade and my wings disappear.

I clicked my fingers and the blue flames that had just moments ago engulfed Uriel, went out. I stalked over to Uriel creasing my forehead as much as possible as I kicked him in the side. Uriel groaned as he clutched his stomach in pain.

"What a beautiful sight" I snickered, "an angel being beaten by a devil" I let out a loud laugh and then sealed it up with a dead look and a blank face. "Why are you here. I thought God kicked me out of heaven, so why would he send you to come clawing at my feet like a dog?" I asked. Uriel remained silent even as I layed my foot on his face. "Fine then, don't talk. But at least unfreeze time so that you can finish your introduction you angel scum" I demanded while gesturing to Kirra's frozen body.

Time unfroze and Kirra continued to gesture at Uriel who was standing perfectly fine in the same spot as he was when he entered the room earlier. "My name is Uriel, pleased to meet you" Uriel announced as he bowed.