Roleplaying

Charley smiled after the kiss, feeling tingly all over. He scooped Natasha up in his arms, gently of course, and flew back into the community. Charley flew through his open window and landed on his feet, setting Natasha on hers Charley walked up to the door and opened it, spying Grahm walking through with a set of clothes draped over his arm. "How'd you know?" asked Charley. "The minute the maid checked the room and told me, sir," said Grahm, handing Charley the clothes. Charley smiled, took the clothes, and thanked Grahm. He closed the door back and laid the clothes on the bed. They were fighting gear for men and women. Charley saw his within the sets. He immediately took his out and turned to Natasha, revealing the all black fighting gear. "Signature look," said Charley, before flying into the bathroom. When he returned, the gear was full on him. He tucked his guns in their gun holders and slid his blades into their sheaths. After picking out his box cut, Charley tied his black, steel-toed boots and picked up his shades. When he placed them on, he looked in the mirror. He then turned to Natasha. "Now, let's go see what happened to my team," said the Dark Archangel.

Natasha smiled lightly, chuckling softly when he flew through his window, watching the man hand Charley his clothes, her eyes studying them both. When Charley flew into the bathroom, Natasha leafed through the clothes that were left over, chewing her lip. She guessed she could make something she could wear. When Charley walked out all geared up, she glanced at what he was wearing, looking down to the material. When he said about going, he looked up to him, quirking an eyebrow. "Don't I get to chance?" She asked, picking up the material an walking to the bathroom. Somehow she fashioned it into a leather-like tight catsuit with a black zipper. It hugged her every curve and gave a curvy outline to her. She pulled on some black kneelength boots which were found in the pile, and also a belt that went around her small waist. She had two gun holsters on her thighs, searching the bathroom for hidden weapons she could use. She slipped two guns in a holster each, searching her dress for any weapons she left over. She slipped to electrical disks and shock disks in her belt. But also her entity would help, however it could only handle one man at a time.

Charley's eyes widened as he saw how sexy Natasha looked in her fighting outfit. "An angel in demon clothing, nice," he said, smiling. He walked up to his window and looked out. The rest of the teammates were waiting on ground level. One flew up to Charley. "You ready yet, Charley?" asked Benson, one of the Cloud Angels. "Yeah, just give us a minute," said Charley. "Us?" asked Benson. Charley gestured to Natasha. Benson's eyes lit up. He then looked at Charley. Benson have him a "congratulations" look before clapping Charley on the back. Benson flew over to Natasha and halted before her. "How do you do, Miss?" asked Benson, taking Natasha's hand in his. "My name is Benson Raul Clipton the III, a devillish looking angel at your service," he said. Charley forced a smile, grabbed Benson by the back of the neck. "Ow, ow, ow, that's my neck, Charley," said Benson, with Charley pulling Benson away from Natasha. "This one's delicate, not all into social business yet, so back off, Benson," said Charley. "Fine," said Benson, flying out the window. Charley chuckled and looked at Natasha. "He's a bit of a love bug when it comes to the ladies, but that's him," he said. Charley climbed onto the windowsill, spread his wings, and held his hand out to Natasha. "Ready to fly?" he asked.

Natasha smiled a little at Charleys comment, she closing the bathroom door behind her. She watched him walk to the window, then as a Cloud Angel flew up to the window. Natasha smiled a little, glad Charley was proud enough that he wasn't afraid to let everyone know. She smiled a little when the angel flew in, taking her hand lightly. She was so close to punching him in the face. She quirked an eyebrow when he introduced himself, looking to Charley. She smiled a lite when Charley pulled him back by the next. It made her chuckle softly, looking down at what he said. She walked to Charley who was standing roughly in front of the window, standing on it. Natasha pulled him down, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. She pulled back after a little while. The thought of one of them probably wouldn't come back dawned on her, and she just wanted to make sure he knew she liked him, possibly even loved him. Natasha smiled lightly, watching him. "Yeah, I'm ready." Natasha nodded, flying out of the window to join the other angels, glancing around. She wasn't one for helping people, but Charley wanted her to, so she couldn't say no.

Charley was surprised to be pulled down from the windowsill. Not a lot of people could tug him so easily. He relaxed as Natasha kissed him passionately, wrapping her arms around his neck. After the kiss, she flew out of the window. Charley nodded to himself with a smile and flew after her. "Alpha team, move out!" he ordered. The archangels below took to the sky after Charley and Natasha. Elder Mack flew in front of Charley with Elder Friggid and Cynthia. "Leader Storm, where are you going?" asked Elder Mack. "To the Snow Angels private base with my team: Natasha, Benson, Corey, Sarone, Karen, and Jovita," said Charley, he gestured to them all. Elder Mack looked at them all. His eyes stopped on Natasha. "You got her to join the team? A rogue?" asked Elder Mack. "I asked, she said yes, her own choice," said Charley. "A rogue, eh? I hear their dangerous," said Elder Friggid. "You don't have to worry about her cutting your throat, Elder Friggid, as long as you don't cross her," said Charley. Cynthia looked at them all and then turned to her father. "Let me go with them, dad, I need to check on our troops at the base anyway," said Cynthia. "Fine, Cynthia, but don't get killed," said Friggid, smiling. Cynthia giggled and hugged her father. Elder Friggid then grabbed Charley and yanked him close. Charley almost grabbed the elder back, but thought better of it. "Don't let my daughter get hurt, Leader Storm," said Elder Friggid, low enough for Charley and Cynthia to hear. "Don't worry, sir, she's in good hands," said Charley. Friggid nodded and saluted Charley. Charley saluted back and flew off with the team following. "God speed, archangels!" shouted Elder Mack. Charley held up a thumbs-up and soared next to Natasha. Benson flew next to Cynthia. She looked at him. "How are you, Miss?" he asked. The Snow Angel female rolled her eyes. Charley and the others laughed.

Natasha smiled lightly, closing her jade green eyes the wind washed over her body. She looked to Charley and the Elders. "I will slit his throat if he continues to talk about me like I'm an untamed animal off its leash." She said venomously, flying ahead after rolling her eyes. She wished they would stop basing her off a stereotype. She could only presume they had read her file enough to know what she was capable of. Natasha wasn't fond of how carelessly they spoke of her. She would get her own back. She will show them what she was capable of. Natasha kept her jade green eyes set in a stoney gaze straight ahead. She didn't hear the elder speak of his daughter, if she did, she would have made sure the girl walked right into the poachers line of fire. It was hard for Natasha to forgive since she had never learned how to. She felt Charleys presence next to her again, but didn't look up, she allowed her eyes to scale the ground, looking for feathers or something which would be a good clue or lead them to the missing team. Natasha sighed, looking back up. She had heard them laughing, but she didn't know why. She didn't want to know. Natasha was content flying in silence. She was annoyed and would snap at anyone given thenc chance. She ran her fingers trough her curls as she glided easily through the sky.

Charley looked ahead, scouring for any possible crash through the trees. He sniffed the air, searching for blood trail. He'd been trained to know the difference between human, animal, and angel blood. No blood in the air, he thought. He looked down, flapping his wings once to remain in a cruising position. "Where are you, Ricardo?" asked Charley. "Why didn't they have walke-talkies?" asked Corey. "Yeah we could've contacted them via Angelic Satellite," said Karen. "The walkie-talkies needed reprogramming and had to remain back there with us," replied Charley, continuing to search. "Well that sucks," said Cynthia. Charley's eyes suddenly turned jet black with his dark magic. He used them as X-ray vision. Charley zoomed in on the trees and bushes, spotting nothing but dirt, sticks, and hiding animals. Before he cut off his X-ray vision, a silver glare caught his attention. "What is that?" he asked. "What is what?" asked Sarone. "There, by the oak tree," said Charley. He dove down, telling the others to remain airborne. Charley cautiously landed next to the oak tree. He turned off his X-ray vision after digging around the base of the tree. What he removed made his heart skip a beat. It was the piece to a silver collar, and judging by how thick and big the collar piece was, the collar had to be bigger than Charley's head. That meant only one thing...the Angel Poachers had brought for their tracking and attack dogs: the Bullet Hounds. "Son of a....no!" shouted Charley, pounding his fist on the tree. "What is it, Charley?" called Karen. "Bullet Hounds," replied Charley. "Dang!" shouted Benson. "Are you serious?" asked Jovita. "I'm positive, I can smell their musky scent," said Charley. He examined the collar piece. It had been chipped off by a sharp and thrown object: a shuriken. "Ricardo," whispered Charley. He looked around, feeling the ground. There were large paw prints and claw inscissions. "The Archs" were ambushed and there was a large scuffle. Charley could see torn up bushes, ripped tree bark, ragged terrain, and blood. Three dead Angel Poachers lay only five feet away from Charley. He almost gagged when he saw a horrific sight atop of their bodies. Two Dark Angels, dead and half eaten, were rested upon the Angel Poachers' bodies. Charley instantly recognized their faces. "Bishop! Antonio!" he cried, rushing into to them. "Charley, wait!" shouted Cynthia. Benson held her back from flying toward Charley. "Wait," he said, scouring the trees. "What?" asked Cynthia, impatient. Benson was hearing something. Charley had made it to Bishop and Antonio's bodies. He felt the tears rushing to his eyes over his fallen brethren and troops. "No, no, NO!" he shouted. Benson looked within the forest and saw three large shapes bounding toward the bodies and Charley. "This was a trap," said Benson. The others looked at him in shock. He turned to them. "They set us up....Bullet Hounds!" shouted Benson. Charley's hearing pricked up at the warning. He dropped the collar piece and turned his head. Three horse-sized mutts with brindle coats, savage overbites, and red eyes were charging his way. They had three tails each, a long muzzle fitted with razor sharp fangs. And the worse thing about it was their ability to jump as high as an oak tree. "Get out of there, Charley!" shouted Corey. Charley scowled, not even going for his weapons. He growled as his eyes glowed jet black. His outline, wings, and hands glowed with dark aura as he yelled in anger over his fallen archangels. A force field of dark magic expanded quickly from the Dark Angel, just as the Bullet Hounds lunged at Charley with savage snarls. BOOM!

Elder Rhaymis heard the sirens of the facility. He turned to the nearest guard, grabbing the frightened man. "That better not be what I think it is," said Rhaymis. "It is, sir.....an angel is escaping," said the guard. Elder Rhaymis scowled and released the man, taking flight within the facility. He headed to the first floor, arriving in minutes and scaring some of the guards that were running by to get to the double doors. "Elder Rhaymis, come look," said one of the guard. Rhaymis followed the guard into a nearby room that was filled with screens. "These are the cameras all over the facility," said the guard. He pointed to dead in the middle. Elder Rhaymis looked up at the screen. "She woke up and didn't want to take her daily dose, sir," said the guard. "Now....she's mad," he said. Elder Rhaymis stared at the screen in horror. "Good God," he said, amazed and horrifed by what he and the guard were witnessing. Screams could be heard from the screen. Occasionally, a bright light would appear from the screen. The guard looked at Rhaymis. "It only takes one daily dose for her to miss...and she begins her destruction," said the guard. Elder Rhaymis sighed and reluctantly left the room. He flapped his wings and launched himself over the running guards. "Get Commander Duer and his nephew out of the facility before we all die a fiery death!" shouted Elder Rhaymis, his voice booming over the guards. Five guards split from the group, heading to carry out Elder Rhaymis's order and command. Elder Rhaymis made a sharp left turn with the guards, arriving at a flight of stairs that led downward.

Screams could be heard from the dying men below. "She's killing them," said a guard. "Are we going to have to kill her, sir?" asked another. "Heavens no! We tranquilize her," said Elder Rhaymis. He removed a tranquilizer gun from one of the guard's side, cocked it, and flew down the stairs. The guards instantly followed, their weapons ready. Elder Rhaymis made it to the bottom of the stairs, kicking open the double doors. As he entered, he spied the doors to a large lab open, with the doors melted down. The walls were on fire and revealed several holes that were sizzling and burning. An eighth one appeared, with five guards flying out of the hole on fire. They hit the ground, dead after a moment of intense screams. The other guards began to get nervous. "On my command, we march in and take her down for retesting," said Elder Rhaymis. He looked back at the guards. "Three....two....one...." Before he could say "go" the walls and doors were blown away by a blast of fire, followed by an angry, feminine scream. Most of the guards were hit with fiery debris, while some were protected by Elder Rhaymis's wings and wind controlling powers.

After unshielding their eyes, Rhaymis and the guards peered forward. The guards gasped and aimed their weapons as the person responsible for all the mess stepped forward out of the ruined lab. The girl was light-skinned with long, shiny grayish-white hair, light brown eyes, and her most familiar distinction: a pair of large, angelic red wings. "....Helvetica," whispered Elder Rhaymis.

Helvetica smirked as she saw the remaining guards before her. She wasn't surprised to see her great-uncle, Rhaymis Windsor. She giggled as he whispered her name. "Hello, Uncle," she said. "Fancy running into you," said Helvetica. "Helvetica, dear, it's time for you to return to your chamber and take your daily dose," said Elder Rhaymis. "I don't think so," said Helvetica. "Helvetica, listen to me," demanded Rhaymis. "No!" shouted Helvetica, her light brown eyes glowing red-orange with rage. Her hair went wild as her red wings glowed bright, gaining a hue of flames. "I'm not staying here!" hollered Helvetica, her hands cloaked in flames. Elder Rhaymis shot a tranquilizer dart at her, but Helvetica spat a gathering of embers from her mouth, burning the dart to ash before it reached her. Rhaymis fired again, but the gun jammed. "Blasted weapon," he snapped, throwing the gun at his great-niece. Helvetica hollered again, sending rays of flames flying from her hands. The rays slammed into the gun and Rhaymis, knocking the screaming old angel back into the guards. "Where...is....CORNELIUS!" hollered Helvetica. "We...moved him from...the lab yesterday," said an injured Rhaymis. He looked at her. "He's now with Benjamin, being watched over by Sem and Mr. Valancourt," said Rhaymis. "Helvetica, please, we need the three of you..." "No, you don't need me, you old fool! I trusted you and treated me like a guinea pig...a freaking lab experiment!" shouted Helvetica. Her entire body became cloaked in flames. Thankfully she was wearing a fire proof suit over her regular clothes and heels. Helvetica yelled, with a fiery force field expanding from her body. Rhaymis's eyes bulged in horror. "Move!" he ordered, with some of the guards scrambling to their feet and heading for the stairs. Rhaymis picked up two more and flew to the stairs with them. The rest of the guards, either dead, injured, or stuck under large pieces of debris, screamed as the force field reached them. The entire basement and downstairs blew into pieces, rocking the facility. Rhaymis and the guards that ran made it to the first floor before the explosion. Helvetica rocketted through the ceiling plunging through the first floor then the second before arriving at a room. She knocked the door down. Inside were four guards. They aimed their guns, but Helvetica killed them quick with her fiery moves. She saw Benjamin and Cornelius lying on separate tables. The flames died down as Helvetica shook Cornelius. The Dark Angel woke up suddenly. He looked up at her. "Helvetica?" he asked. Helvetica shushed him, kissing him on the lips. When she pulled back, she said, "We're getting out of here. Grab the new kid and let's go." Cornelius nodded and got up. He hefted Benjamin in his arms as Helvetica blew out of the window, shattering the glass. She flew out of the window, with Cornelius on her tail. The two flapped their wings and flew into the air. The guards on the roof and other floors fired crossbows and bullets, only to miss. Helvetica whirled around, forming a fireball in her hands, and sent it flying at the roof of the facility. The ball connected and exploded, shaking the facility a second time. "That'll make it fall," she said before catching up with Cornelius and the unconscious Benjamin, both escaping into the trees. Rhaymis was watching from a nearby, first floor window. "What have I done?" he asked himself. "Valancourt!" he shouted.

Noel stared at the small knive that was only inches away from his face and then he looked over at the young Angel poacher. The boy was a bit taller than him, he was slightly trembling and confusion could be read in his eyes. Noel smirked, the boy would not even dare to hurt him. He tilted his head in a childish way, produced a smile and asked. ''Problems?'' The Angel poacher's eyes narrowed before he took the knive away from the Angel's face and put it back on his belt.''T-that is none of your business.'' 

''They just dumped you here, didn't they?'' The boy's expression went blank. ''N-no, they didn't.'' Noel crossed his arms and waited for the boy to continue. Sem got nervous as the Angel stared at him without blinking. ''I got lost okay? I just- ...why are you even here?'' He  furiously jabbed a finger in his own chest. ''I am an Angel poacher and I am armed, y-you're suppose to be scared of me.'' Noel twirled a a strand of his hair between his finger and laughed scornfully. ''You're far away intimidating, little boy.'' The Angel stretched his wings and popped up just before Sem. ''So, what's your name, failure of an Angel poacher? I am Noel.''

The boy's cheeks got red from anger or perhaps shame but he did not speak. Instead he turned around, picked up the broken device and walked off into a random direction. Noel's eye lit up and he flew after the boy. He just followed him, the sound of his wings and Sem's footsteps producing the only sound. Sem ignored him....untill the annoying Angel decided to pull his cheeks and chanted.''Smile mister Grumpy~''

Sem turned around and just when he was about to to rant, preach and maybe smack the Angel a soft Boom! grabbed his attention and he saw a dark cloud in the distance. ''Oh-oh.'' Sem's eyes widened and he sprinted off towards the place were the Boom! came from, leaving the Angel in a cloud of dust.

Noel, who was inspecting his nails looked up and hurriedly flew after him. '' So rude.''

 

At the Angel Poacher's HQ Matt just kicked in the door when a few wall collapsed and he had to find shelter. ''Darn it!'' he coughed, got up and continued to where he had heard Rhaymis shout his name.

Natasha took a quick detour, unaware of what was happening on the ground. She was too deep in her own thoughts to take any notice. She stopped a little over 5 miles away. The place was full of woodland and she quite liked it. She began to walk, hearing the commotion from where they were headed. Natasha glanced around, they must have gotten lost or something. Natasha huffed. "Useless." She muttered under her breath, continuing her treck towards the facility, hiding effectively as she watched what was happening. A few guards ran out in terror, some tripping over their own feet in a desperate scramble to get away. "Hm.." Natasha hummed quietly, wondering what, or who had caused this. She quirked an eyebrow T the bellowing of: "She out! She escaped!" Natasha narrowed her eyebrows, beginning to think her reputation was on the line. As far as she was concerned, she was the dangerous one. Not taking any of it, Natasha got up from her hiding place, walking towards the facility. As she walked inside, she looked around silently, a guard grabbing her arm on the way out. "Miss, it's not safe in the-" The man was cut off as Natasha looked to him, he beginning to act as though he was being choked by an invisible force. Natasha watched him drop limply to the floor, before continuing with her small quest to find who was at the centre of this, and eliminate them. Destroy them until the only thing left was a memory. As she walked, people dropped dead one by one around her, it didn't matter if it was an angel, or human. Natashas eyes were glazed over as if something else. Something.. Different was at the surface. Controlling her every move. She was back to the old Natasha. Four men who ran to her burst from the inside out, what once was a human now decorated the previously plain walls. Suddenly, Natasha's back hit the wall, a very angry looking Snow Angel snarling slightly at her, his eyes were teary with anger. He must have been one to escape. "Why?! Why are you killing those people?!" He shouted at her, but some how, Natasha's vectors weren't working on him. "If I don't, no one will." She said, shoving him away to find the woman, but he pulled her back. "Why are you here?" He growled. Natasha only looked at him, pulling her arm back. She took off down the corridor, towards where people were running from.

The Alpha team shielded themselves from flying debris. After the explosion, they hurried to the ground. When they landed, Cynthia noticed Natasha was missing. "Hey, where's the red-head?" she asked. Benson looked around. "Natasha? She's gone?" he asked. "She's keeping on the mission, which is the smart thing to do, right now, let's look for Charley," said Corey. "There he is!" shouted Jovita. The Alpha team flew over to Charley, who was kneeling on the ground. His dark magic had expanded so much that if left a crator-like mark on the ground he was currenlty kneeling on. The three Bullet Hounds were dead, the blast too much for them. Bishop and Antonio's bodies had disenegrated along with the Angel Poachers. Charley was breathing heavily. "Charley, you okay?" asked Corey. Charley looked up at them. "Where's....N-Natasha?" he asked. "She headed off to the facility without us," said Karen. "Which was to be expected," said Cynthia, rolling her eyes. Charley stood. "Don't talk about her like that, you don't what she's been through," said Charley. "If she's apart of the team, she would've remained to see about you," said Cynthia. Charley scowled, refraining from yelling. "Like I said, don't talk about her," said Charley, walking past Cynthia. "We need to join her in case there's trouble," he said. "Oh please, if she can take off, she can handle herself and I know your magic's almost depleated," said Cynthia. Charley turned to look at her with a frown. "My magic replenishes after five minutes, I'm fine," he said. He then counted them all. "Wait, where's Sarone?" asked Charley. The angels looked around. "He must've flew off too," said Corey. Charley looked at Cynthia. "Are you angered about that too?" he asked. "No, he's a responsible and dedicated teammate," she snapped. Charley was about to retort when he heard someone shout from above. Charley and the others looked up to see Sarone flying toward them. "I followed Natasha to the facility, and we have a problem," said Sarone. "What happened?" asked Charley. "The building's on fire and Natasha's walking in like a boss," said Sarone, landing in front of Charley.

Charley was shocked. "Did she burn it?" he asked. "No, the guards were running out by the time me and her got there," said Sarone. Charley looked at Cynthia. She sighed. "She escaped," said Cynthia. "Who?" asked Charley. "The pureborn angel, Rhaymis's great-niece," replied Cynthia. "Helvetica?" asked Benson. "Yes, she's a Fiery Angel, and the only one in the world," said Cynthia. Charley cursed. "If she's escaped, and burned the facility, what happened to Benjamin?" asked Jovita. "One of the guards was talking about Helvetica escaping with the other angel subject and Benjamin's unconscious body," said Sarone. "Then where are Ricardo and "The Archs"?" asked Karen. "Taken to another facility perhaps," said Corey. Charley sighed. "Let's move out, now," he orderd. The Alpha team took flight. They flew on until they reached the facility. Charley halted in mid-air, shocked at what he was seeing. The facility was in flames, bottom and top. It was slowly caving in, with guards rushing out and screaming. Some were on fire. "If they escaped, half of you check the forest for Helvetica, Ben, and the other escapee, stat," said Charley. Corey, Sarone, Jovita, and Karen took off to the forest. Charley, Benson, and Cynthia flew toward the facility. The guards saw them, but didn't attack. They were too busy saving their own butts. Charley swooped down and picked up a frightened guard. The man screamed. "Where's Rhaymis?" asked Charley. "Ah! He's inside!" screamed the man. Charley's eyes bulged. He dropped the man and looked back at the other two. "Natasha's going after Rhaymis for what he did," said Charley. "Right," said Benson.

Cynthia looked down and saw a male Snow Angel taking flight. "John, you're alive!" she shouted. The male Snow Angel flew up to her. "Cynthia, what are you doing here?" he asked. "Trying to stop all this," said Cynthia. John looked at Charley. "You're a Dark Angel," said John. "Yeah, so?" asked Charley. "There's a Dark Angel inside, a red-haired young woman, and she's just working her away through, killing guards left and right without touching them," said John. "I know, she's after Rhaymis," said Charley, diving down and flying through the door. He tackled a few guards and took flight. He looked around. Fire was reaching the first floor. "Natasha!" shouted Charley. Benson and Cynthia joined him with John. "John, get out of here," ordered Charley. "No, I need to aid one of my own," said John. Charley nodded. "Can't argue with that," he said. They flew off, searching for Natasha and Rhaymis.

Helvetica and Cornelius touched down by a cave. Cornelius laid Benjamin inside the cave against the wall after Helvetica made sure it was safe inside. Helvetica sat beside Benjamin and let out a sigh of relief. Cornelius sat next to her. "You are insanely powerful," said Cornelius. Helvetica smiled. The two leaned forward, sharing a kiss. After all, they were in a relationship. Cornelius was only fifteen, so he was perfect Helvetica. Cornelius wrapped his arms around Helvetica. She smiled, feeling safe in his arms. "I never thought I see the day come where we'd bust out of there," said Helvetica. "Me neither, but it's a good thing they kept me in quarantine and I got to know that guard, otherwise I would've never been able to figureout that that daily dose was surpressing your power," said Cornelius. Helvetica nodded. She eyed Benjamin. "So who is this kid?" she asked. "He's Benjamin Atwaters, son of an actual archangel of 'The Archs'," said Cornelius. "Really?" asked Helvetica, looking at Cornelius. "Yeah," he said. Helvetica pulled away from him and turned Benjamin's head to look at his face. "He's cute," she said. "Hey," warned Cornelius. Helvetica giggled. "I'm just being nice, I'm not flirting with him," she said. Helvetica looked out of the cave and saw a river flowing just twenty feet away. "Get him some water so we can splash it on him," said Helvetica. She checked his vitals. "They've drugged him," she said. Cornelius nodded and flew out of the cave. When he returned, he had water floating in a dark magic bubble a foot away from his head. Helvetica stepped away. Cornelius threw the water on Benjamin, with the Cloud Angel boy waking up with a start. "Ah! What happened?" he asked, frantically looking around. "We rescued you," said Helvetica. Benjamin blinked and looked at the both of them. "I'm Helvetica Winsor, and this is my boyfriend, Cornelius Diov," said Helvetica. Benjamin nodded at them. "I'm Benjamin Atwaters," he said. "We know, you're the son of an archangel," said Helvetica. Benjamin was taken aback. "I am?" he asked. "You didn't know your dad is apart of 'The Archs'?" asked Cornelius. "Well I do now," said Benjamin, astonished. "Who is he?" he asked. Helvetica and Cornelius's shrugged. "We don't know," they said. Benjamin wiped the water off his face. Helvetica watched his eyes lit up. He has an idea, she thought. "Charley," said Benjamin. "Charley? Charley Storm?" asked Cornelius. "Yeah," said Benjamin. "He's the one that saved me yesterday," he said. "Saved you from what?" asked Helvetica.

"He and 'The Archs' saved me from the Angel Poachers, but they found me again after I settled into my room," said Benjamin. "How'd they find you?" asked Cornelius. Benjamin shrugged. Helvetica narrowed her eyes. She then grabbed Benjamin, scaring him. "Hey, what are you doing?" he asked. Helvetica scowled, and with a division of her hands, tore Benjamin's shirt off. "Helvetica!" shouted Cornelius. "That was uncool," said Benjamin. "Look," said Helvetica, pointing to Benjamin's chest. Cornelius followed her gaze and gasped. "What?" asked Benjamin. He looked and gaped. Trailing from his pants to his chest was a wire, and a red light was blinking from the bulb. "It's a tracking device," said Helvetica. "That's how them found you," she said, snatching the tracking device off of Benjamin's chest and ripping it off his pants. Benjamin was shocked. Helvetica burned the tracking device to ashes. "Ben, do you know the way to 'The Archs'?" asked Cornelius. "Yeah, they flew me there and I have a photographic memory," said Benjamin. "Good, cause this Charley might be your father," said Helvetica. "I don't know. Charley is a Dark Angel, not a Cloud Angel," said Cornelius. "Well his mom could be a Snow Angel," said Helvetica. "No, my mom's one hundred percent human," said Benjamin. A noise from the cave entrance startled them. Helvetica, Cornelius, and Benjamin looked to the entrance and gasped. Four Angel Poachers stood before the cave, looking at them. One had a crossbow, one had a gun, one had throwing knives, and the other had a tasers that could be thrown like darts. "We found you, now come quietly and get into these cuffs," said the one with the gun, throwing three pairs of magnesium cuffs at Cornelius's feet. The Angel Poachers had their weapons aimed at the three young angels. "Oh no," said Benjamin. Cornelius's eyes went jet black. Helvetica's eyes glowed red-orange with rage. "How about we just kill you," she growled. The Angel Poachers were about to advance when suddenly out of nowhere, four archangels dove out of the sky, stomping the Angel Poachers down, killing the men with their booted feet, wings, and pulled out weapons. Helvetica and Cornelius relaxed. Benjamin stood up and gasped as he saw the archangels. The four archangels looked at the three young angels. "Benjamin...Helvetica...and fellow Dark Angel...we finally found you," said Corey. "You're safe," said Karen. Cornelius was now in tears as he saw Karen. Karen smiled with tears in her eyes, folding her wings. "...M-Mom," whispered Cornelius. "Hi, baby," said Karen, with the two rushing forward an embracing.

Natasha had zoned out, walking through the building without even noticing the fire, though she never stepped in it, it somehow separated in the middle, giving a gap for her to walk through with ease before closing up again. Natasha kept attention to every detail. When a poacher ran past her, something seemed to catch him by the throat. "Where is Rhaymis?" Natasha asked quietly, her tone spelled murderous. The poacher, terrified and shaking pointed towards a set of double doors. Natasha looked there, the poacher dropping to the floor. Dead. Natasha headed towards the doors, her unique vectors could expand up to 20-25 metres in length. She wouldn't have to get too close to the Elder in order to kill him. She wasn't doing it to help anyone. No one but herself. She wanted to show them just what she was capable of. They weren't scared enough. Natasha peered easily into the room via a crack in the door. She silently slid in, scaling the walls in the shadows. She perched like a hawk on one of the beams, spying her prey. Natasha's wings flared, she eyes narrowing as she focused on her target. One by one she began to pick off the loyal guards which were around him. One by one they dropped dead around the elder, Natasha all the whole remaining unnoticed. Natasha kept her eyes trained on him so the slightest change in his body language would alert her. She wanted to make him terrified before she killed him. And she wanted him to know he would be killed by a woman. As that was degrading for any man, but he didn't need to know that where he was going. She wanted to make him scared like the angels he had captured. Maybe.. In some way, she was carrying of their revenge. Natasha had made sure to leave an invisible force field just in front d the door so he couldn't escape and no one could get in, but she had made sure they could see it it the team came. Natasha wanted to be feared, then they would think twice before approaching her.

Charley and the others flew through the facility. Guard after guard ran by. "Turn back, she's a monster!" yelled one of the guards. "Helvetica or Natasha?" asked Cynthia. Charley ignored her. He spiraled out of the way of a falling piece of ceiling that was on fire. The others did as well. Charley and the angels made it to the second floor. Charley grabbed a nearby guard and asked, "Where's Rhaymis?" "He's through that door, but someone else is too," said the guard. Charley released the man and flew over to the door with the others. It was open and dark inside, save for the whimpering of a man inside. "Let's go in," said Benson. He rushed to the opening. "Benson, wait!" warned Charley, but it was too late. Benson had slammed into an invisible barrier, sending him flying back. "You didn't sense the barrier, genious?" asked Charley. Benson scowled, rubbing his head. Charley walked up to the barrier. He touched it gently, feeling the hard, protecting substance. "She's inside," said Charley. His eyes went jet black as he scanned the darkness for Natasha. He saw her, but his attention went to the dead guards around a frightened old Cloud Angel: Rhaymis. "Please, whoever you are, spare me," pleaded Rhaymis. Rhaymis suddenly saw Charley. "Leader Storm, I beg of you, let me out. Save me from whatever entity is in here," pleaded Rhaymis. Charley's anger was boiling. His right hand was suddenly cloaked in dark magic. He growled, sending it plunging through the barrier, but not breaking it. His hand wrapped around Rhaymis, beginning to choke the old angel. "...S-Storm...p-please!" choked Rhaymis, his hands pawing at Charley's wrist, weakly. "Why should I save you? You don't deserve it," growled Charley, ready to snap Rhaymis's head off. "P-Please, I beg of you," choked Rhaymis. "No!" yelled Charley, his magic throwing Rhaymis back over to the dead guards. "You deserve to die for what you did!" snared Charley. He looked to where he saw Natasha, still unable to get through the barrier. "Kill him," said Charley. He then looked to Rhaymis, who was coughing and rubbing his throat. "Kill him now," whispered Charley, he and the others standing back to watch.

North America, Russia, the Arctic, and Antarctica.

During the spring time, you began to feel funny. Your shoulders and back began acting to the point where you needed to see a doctor. After running tests on you, you are forced into a truck, binded, and sedated. When you wake up, you discover that you are in a facility with a dozen others. Suddenly, your back and shoulders start to ache again. This time, a pair of wings rip free from your back.

You are an Aerodynamic Naturalized Godly Effected Leader: a.k.a- A.N.G.E.L. After finding out you're an angel, you see that the others are angels as well. No, you're not a heavenly angel from up above, but a mutant or war angel, living on earth. You are being kept quarantine with the other young angels, away from civilization, until one day, you're broken out by a mercenary team of angels called "The Archs". You learn that there is a whole nation of angels out there, but there are different types of angels.

Cloud Angels- Angels that have gray or brown feathered wings. These angels spend their time flying through the clouds, hence their name, and are known to live in high establishments. They even have the power to control wind or air-like moves.

Dark Angels- Angels that have dark blue or black feathered wings. These angels spend their time flying at night through the starry sky, leaping from the shadows and easily dispatching their foes. Their homes consist of caves and even underground tunnels. They have the power to control dark magic.

Snow Angels- Angels that have white or even light blue feathered wings. These angels spend their time soaring through blizzards, ice storms, or gliding over snowy mountains in search for stranded survivors, food, or lost equipment. They are also known as Ice Angels or Light Dwellers. Their homes consist of igloos, snowy mountains, or even well-built castles upon the snow. They have the power to control snow, ice, healing powers, and illumination.

These three types may bicker among each other, but they are usually allies. When it comes to their enemies, the humans, they form together to fight. War is coming, and you and your friends are caught in the middle. Band together and fight the Angel Poachers....and whoever is in league with them....before your species is wiped out.

For years, angels have been living in secret among the human population. They've been around since the dawn of time. It is a strand in their DNA that gives them the powerful wings and abilities they have. Anyone can be born with it. Later in the years, people began to think the strand was becoming a disease, and created a serum to overpower to strand in humans. The angels became furious and yet terrified that they would lose their powers. The feud began, with some angels even getting captured. Now, when people are born with the strand, they are immediately checked into a hospital and taken to the facility known as Area 1147512. The angels that have escaped and/or survived have now teamed up, banded together, and have flown to secret locations to plot against the human race. "The Archs" are their mercenaries, and are coming to rescue any angel, young or old, in trouble.

There is also a prophecy. Three angels, who stand against the war, will be chosen and become the "Angelic Trio", with their wings changing from gray, white, or black to either silver or gold.

Also, there was a time where the angels had a viscious enemy upon their hands. The Lethrblaks, a race of ugly, green, almost reptilian-like creatures with bat-like wings, were the sole enemies of the angels. After a great war between them, the Lethrblaks were believed to have been thrown into extinction and erased from the world...or so was thought.

1. No cursing.

2. No godmodding.

3. No killing other players' characters without permission.

4. There can be hugging, holding hands, and kissing, but don't get into details people.

5. Have fun!

P.S.: You can have up to three characters.