Gladiator

Pain it the first thing I feel, it seems that even my hair hurts as I try to stand from my crouched position the pain intensifies and I collapse to my knees and I can tell that the sand is not black it a deep violet with blood red hues, looking to my hands I see my once perfect silver gauntlets are now a dull grey I clench my fists only to see them crumble to dust in my hands, as the dust slips through my fingers is notice partly white feathers falling around me. I reach out a trembling hand and snatch one out of the sky holding the burnt feather in my hand I stifle a sob and brace myself to look at my wings. Slowly turning my head and moving my wing forward I see its no longer the pure white that I have seen for my whole life its now a deep unyielding onyx seeing this I scream at the top of my lungs.

"WHY!"

Tears rolling down my cheeks I feel an unknown emotion, well unknow to me till now, rage it bubbles up and crashes over me like a massive tidal wave, I clench my fists and throw punch after punch at the sand in front of me just blow after blow I lose my self to my rage, after a few minutes I come back to myself and look down at my bloody hands and seeing them noticeably healing I think to my self *Thank fucking God for that*. I jolt up right ignoring the pain that the movement causes I pause waiting for the Heavenly wrath for using his name in vain, but nothing happens. Then I notice I swore and that shocks me more than anything so far, the scriptures should stop me from saying such things, its an odd feeling. It is almost like waking up abruptly from a dream everything feels like it is happening to someone else and I am watching from behind a sheet of glass. But it all comes crashing a round me again when I see the fragments of my broken halo in a pile of dust and with a start I notice I'm no longer in my armour it has all crumbled from my movements, I let out a small sigh when I notice my underclothes are still there so I'm not completely naked even still its only a tank top and a pair of shorts and I mumble to myself.

"Well small mercy's I suppose."

Sighing I lean down and search for a decent sized chunk of halo and place it in a small pocket of my shorts before grabbing my sword that thankfully is still in one peace, I feel it before I hear it a rumble in the ground at sand of my crater begins shifting and trickling down the sides, then the sound hits me the sound of a horse at a full gallop and by the sounds of it the rider at least is in armour and more than likely the horse is as well, what I can't tell is if its more than one rider or not. Panic starts to fill my body I am tired I have no armour and I am currently standing in hell, without me noticing iv been chanting to myself.

"Fuck fuck fuck…."

The sound of the horse stops and I move in to a read position but with the shape of the crater I can't tell from what side it stopped so I just ready myself by unsheathing my weapon and lowing my body slightly while still chanting to myself softly. Then I hear a smooth rumbling voice and I spin to face the voice and that's when I see him standing at the rim of the crater silhouetted by the light behind him, I think to my self *He knows the rules of combat this is not good*

"If you're not careful little Angel someone will take you up on the offer"

He stops rubs his chin in thought before saying

"is this the first time swearing little Angel?"

Heat is rushing through my body, but it does not go to my face it plummets to my core, I am shocked by my body's reaction to him. I flap my wings hard and jump up and back wards and land on the opposite side to him and begin to circle around keeping my guard up and weapon towards him, as I move I'm able to make out his features, he stands about 7ft tall with broad shoulders his stance is confident his shin it's a light grey, he removes his helmet seeing my scrutiny of his body witch causes the heat in my core to increase at the sight of his face it perfect like an Archangels his eyes are a deep storm grey shot though with emerald green. He shots me a stunning smile that sends my knees weak seeing his perfect white teeth with two slightly elongated fangs and he rumbles out as he matches me step for step and very obviously examining my body.

"Well little Angel we can circle all you want but your going to need to put down your sword if you want to fuck but I'd recommend in a bed not on the sand"

Stunned for a second at his comment I grit my teeth and growl out as I advance.

"I will die before I let a demon close enough to even consider allowing that!"

With that I lung at him leading with the tip of my sword, he simply side steps and punches me in my stomach I buckle around the blow but stagger a few steps before whirling one him coming in with an upward strike with the momentum witch he just deflects with his gauntlet causing it to miss completely, he lashes out with kick to my ribs sending me crashing to the sand, while on my knees in the sand I notice a spider web of cracks running over the blade of my weapon. Before I can get to my feet I feel is hand wrap around the back of my neck and throw me back and away from my sword before he brings his foot down on the blade shattering it, then lunging towards me and landing atop me pining me below his body I bring my right fist up to smash his stupidly handsome face but he grabs it then grabs my left wrist and places them above my head and pins them in one of his large hand wit his other he strokes my face as he leans in our breaths mingling he is that close and softly whispers

"Are demon princes allowed to get this close little Angel?"

I freeze realising who he is, fear begins to consume me it should have been obvious and it most definitely is now his leaning over me the blood red metal the engraved screaming faces the spikes on his shoulders and elbows but before panic can steal all my senses he stands holding me up by my arms my feet just off the ground, he smiles before grabbing my chin in his other hand and kisses my cheek before I can react he pulls back and says

"taking you by force will be no fun I think I'm going to make you want me but until then you will be a gladiator in my arena win twenty five rounds and I will set you free."

After saying that he throws me over the saddle of his mount and hops up behind me and turns his mount towards the city behind us.