Sin {11}

Lev blacked out.

His broken body had gone into shutdown from the pain. However, it had been an induced shutdown by the wave of two fingers. It was for the best...

Another body, the original one that fell through the building squirmed uncomfortably once having spent the last of their energy to ensure he survived. Pure energy swirled inside of him that kept his heart afloat in a pool of blood. They, unlike Lev, were not crushed or pinned by debris, but by gravity.

She coughed while turning her head away from Lev, her wings dirtied and bruised, feathers bent and misguided. They were an angel.

The angel's ethereal glow was weak, pulsing faintly around her body, breathing heavily.

Her widened eyes were open, staring fearfully up at the daunting sky while being unable to move. Lip trembling, they allowed a shaky sigh to escape them.

Their green hair that housed a flower crown was silky smooth against the rubble, spread beneath the angel; eyes an illuminating green that were vibrant and as depthless as the forests.

The angel's wears... they were torn, but before the damage was dealt, were a beautiful thread of pure elemental energy; ice decorating the collarbones, leading into water to her waist that moved as any lightweight fabric did, and finally, the origin of flames hemming the dress.

Barefoot, as all angels were, her toes curled in discomfort. The green hair surrounding her jittering with the movements of her head.

Her skin was a dark tan, stunningly sun-kissed.

But the rays shining upon the body subsided...

The light from the cave in slowly dwindled, as some being slowly descended down through it. It was a wingless creature, that looked human, but certainty wasn't one.

Their eyes were yellow slits, staring with bloodlust down to the rubble where the angel lay. Said angel, even when weakened, held a brighter aura compared to the one above shrouding in darkness and causing the light to retreat.

The angel spoke hoarsely to the creature. "You view the world through filtered eyes sister"

She coughed gently, blood spewing, but with a body too weak to even react, the crimson liquid stayed on her lips. "You have have become something beyond redemption".

"Then it's a good thing I'm not looking for redemption" the creature loathed, their voice pure sin. "Isn't it?"

"This is not who you truly are, and you are well aware of that" The angel murmured.

Letting her head fall back to the rubble, she took a breath, gazing upon the demon with compassion- not one spark of hatred. "The agony you feel has blinded you"

The demon growled.

"And yet here you are, one of the great originals at my mercy"

The elementalist. The demon was correct.

"The originals have wained in my absence." It teased.

A phantom had outstretched to her neck, the creature's hand mimicking the movements as it found a home against the angel's skin.

She didn't have the strength to fight inevitability.

"You used to be so high, placed upon a pedestal and treated like equals with the divine..."

It squeezed.

"I wonder what the High Spirit will do once another divine being has fallen?" It snarked. "Probably nothing. The High Spirit most likely doesn't care"

The grip got tighter, the angel's body being dragged into the ashy air by her neck ruthlessly. The debris poking and scratching at her as she was raised. Her legs dangled, blood being pushed to her head. She felt her breathing thin out, felt it burn at her lungs dying for air.

Even when she did not protest, her body did. Typical adrenaline pumping as fast as it could, wishing to keep this mortal form alive.

The demon grinned, jolting the head of the angel forward. "It is a shame, Elementa, I hated you the least"

A few priceless seconds turned into minutes, the choke hold still very much suffocating, but not enough to kill.

Elementa squeezed through rasped breaths. "I have forsaken you sister"

Her words were feint, skin a deathly pale. "I have failed you"

It seemed something snapped within the demon. "You bitch!" She hissed, removing the phantom hand and reaching with her own. The dark marks impeded around Elementa's neck were visible for less than a second when the demons claws dug into her flesh. Gravity wasn't even given the chance to let her droopy body fall before caught and raised.

Tears began to cascade down Elementa's face, her arms limp by her side. There was no retaliation. It wasn't possible. They were not tears of fear- or the fact that she would die, but the fact that it was her own sister who was the one to end it.

"Count yourself blessed, you are the first Original to die by my hands". The voice was sharp, laced with venom. "I'll hunt the rest soon enough"

Another squeeze.

The pain stung, but she ignored it. Instead, her shaking arm went to the demons forsaken face, tracing the scars littering her skin. An angels touch... burnt like hell. The demon flinched, snagging her hand away from her face. "I am glad I could take your soul with my own hands" she spat.

And like that, Elementa's glow vanished, her wings folded, and her body, materialised into ash; a single feather floating down to lay like a crown against the pile of flames.

The demon's throat constricted, hand twitching where Elementa's neck was only seconds ago. Blood coated their fingertips.

"One done, seven more to go"

The demon turned, their back a gory mess, almost as if they had been in chains for their entire life. But two scars were more prominent than the rest- slashing right down the back in parallel. A blade had done that damage...

The demon's body twisted un-naturally, flowing into a dark shadow as it convulsed violently, and led its way out the ceiling. With the darkness gone, the suns rays showed itself upon the silence once more.

~

Jax awoke, startled, and didn't know how much time had passed, but by the look on his cracked phone screen, it had been over an hour.

Shit.

~ Over an hour earlier

He was waiting patiently by the door, arms folded, back lazily leaning against the wall; his bag, between his feet as the ditched weight had always been digging into his shoulders, and his posture was bad enough as it was without the need for more.

He huffed. What on earth was taking Lev so dam long?

Finally at the end of his patience -which wasn't long at all- he bottled his frustrated sigh and turned to open the door. As he did, everything was so sudden. His un-prepared eyes caught onto the body of Lev being chucked into the air. The ground tearing open. Jax gaped, but had no chance to scream as he opened the door, a wind so forceful threw his back against the hallway wall opposite the door.

He collided to the floor, having hit his head unconscious.

His phone fell from his pocket and cracked to the ground. It turned itself on, showing the current crooked time... The lecture had already started...

~

Jax groaned, his fingers massaging a throbbing in his head; his back completely sore to even move. A flooding recollection fell in front of his eyes at what happened before he fell unconscious. Lev.

He swore as he felt the lower back twinge. "Shit, I'm stuck"

That explosion... How did no one hear it? How did no one come running?

It had been over an hour... so why was no one coming for them?