Roleplaying

Charley almost choked on his champange as he watched Natasha. I must be the luckiest man in the world right now, he thought, putting the champange down. He eased onto the bed up to Natasha. When he reached her, he moved some curls behind her ear. "You're the most prettiest thing in the world," he said. He leaned in, kissing her passionately. As always, his wings acted, but Charley left them folded. No, I'm the cover this time, he thought with a grin. As he kissed her, Charley picked her up in his arms. His dark magic acted, turning off the lights immediately. Thank God for these powers, thought Charley. Another night with Natasha was all he wanted right now.

In his room, Reggie was reading a book while listening to smooth jazz. He glanced over at Ripper the Raptrid. The young bird was enjoying his meal, cooing happily. Reggie chuckled and continued to read his book. He wondered what his son was doing, but thought better of it. "Even though we've been apart for ten years, he's a man now, and needs his space," said Reggie. He then removed a necklace from his neck, opening the locket. He smiled as he saw the two old pictures of him, Charley, and Charla. Charla, how I miss my dark queen, thought Reggie. Charla was his everything. When they met in the 80's, Charla was the most beautiful thing in the world. Reggie just had to have her. The first picture was of Reggie and Charla at their wedding back in 1993, kissing each other. The picture was on the left side. The right picture was taken in 1994, the year Charley was born. Charla was holding their newborn son while Reggie stood over them smiling. Charley's wings were a little large, but wet as he cried. Reggie smiled as he remembered that day. "Marrying you and having him were the best days of my life," said Reggie, kissing the pictures. "You were gone too soon," he said, tears beginning to feel his eyes. Ripper looked up from his meal and stared over at Reggie. He cocked his head at the old angel before squawking cutely. Reggie looked over at him, a tear falling. "It's nothing, Ripper, I'm fine," said Reggie. Ripper cocked his head again and returned to his meal, but halted and looked to right. Reggie saw him. Ripper turned his body fully and squawked, this time angrily.

"Angry for a little guy," said Reggie. Ripper began to fly around the cage, squawking and looking to the right. Reggie saw that Ripper's squawks were urgent warnings. Reggie grabbed his staff and cut off the lights. He then grabbed the cage and hid in the closet with Ripper, who calmed. A minute later, something appeared from the back, entering the bedroom where Reggie was. Reggie held his breath as he saw his intruder. It was the Snow Angel that had delivered champange to Charley's room. What does he want? Reggie wondered. He was about to come out when the Snow Angel began to morph. Reggie halted as the Snow Angel revealed its true form: another Lethrblak. The Lethrblak sniffed the room, its bat-like wings twitching before it walked over to the bed. Reggie wanted to contact Charley, but Charley need privacy.

In the other room, Charley was beneath the sheets with Natasha, unaware of the danger his father was in....or the intruder was actually in (hehehe). The Lethrblak clicked its tongue, and suddenly, three others picked the lock at Reggie's door and entered quickly. "The old one's not here," growled the first. "Then where is his offspring?" asked another. The Lethrblak pointed his head to the wall. "In the next room," he said. Reggie's eyes bulged. They're trying to assassinate my son, I'm not letting that happen, thought Reggie. Before he could move, Ripper squawked urgently. The closet door opened and a blade flew up to Reggie's throat. It stopped quickly. "If you want to live, I suggest you cooperate with no powers, Old Man Storm," said the Lethrblak. Reggie cursed, silencing Ripper.

Natasha smiled at his reaction, chuckling softly. She watched him crawl over to her. "You're the most prettiest thing in the world," he said. He leaned in, kissing her passionately. Natasha blushed brightly, smiling as she kissed him, resting her hand on his cheek, her other hand keeping her upright before she slowly laid down, pulling Charley with her. "I'm all yours." She whispered against his lips. "For tonight, and forever if you'll take me." She smiled softly, not breaking contact with his lips. She was certain she was addicted to them. So soft and so sweet. Natasha smiled when Charley picked her up in his arms, she still kissing him. She felt her stomach churn, her heightened senses from numerous tester injections acting so she could hear several different voices. Natasha put her finger over Charleys lips after they had continued for a while. She sat up carefully, listening intently. "Something doesn't feel right." She told him. It was her gut instinct. She carefully got up, pulling on her underwear before getting a gun and heading towards the door. She wanted to spend the night with Charley, but it didn't seem like that was happening tonight.

Charley moved back as Natasha got up. "What are you talk-.....oh," he said, finally hearing the muffled voices. He reached for his twin blades and followed after Natasha, dressing first. Charley walked up to the wall and put his ear to it. "You really think I'll go along with you tired old fools?" asked Reggie. "We don't think, we know, and you're the tired old fool, Reggie," said a raspy voice. Another Lethrblak? Charley wondered. Charley could hear Ripper whining a bit, obviously frightened. "We'll just see if your son is really prepared," said the Lethrblak. "Goonor, Malweed, knock their door down and give them everything you got," said the Lethrblak. Charley's heart dropped as he heard the other Lethrblaks approach the door. He looked toward the door, where Natasha was to be exact. He imagined the Lethrblaks busting in and firing their weapons, hitting Natasha and killing her dead. "Natasha!" shouted Charley, flying toward her. The front door busted open, with two, stocky Lethrblaks stepping in. One had two magnesium cutlasses coated in gold nitrate and mountain ash. The other carried a large M60, with deadly bullets inside. "Eat led, angel scum!" shouted the gun holding Lethrblak. Charley reached Natasha with a hollering bellow, tackling her out of the way as the Lethrblak fired. The bullets missed, thank God. The lead Lethrblak that held Reggie hostage turned at the commotion. Reggie acted quickly, releasing Ripper from his cage. The little Raptrid squawked angrily, leaping free and biting down on the creature's throat with his small yet deadly beak. The Lethrblak screamed, dropping the blade. Reggie caught it and whirled, throwing it at the remaining Lethrblak in the room. The blade hit home in the throat, causing the Lethrblak to fall dead on the floor. Reggie lashed out with his staff, slicing open the Lethrblak's stomach and chest. Ripper let go, with the Lethrblak grabbing the little bird. "You little..." Reggie hollered, leaping forward with his staff. The Lethrblak kicked out, knocking Reggie aside and throwing Ripper to the bed. The Lethrblak kicked the staff away and picked up Reggie, throwing him into the bathroom. Reggie hollered as he slammed into the sink, not breaking it though. "Let's tussle, old man," said the powerful Lethrblak, cracking his neck. Reggie looked up like a boss, rising as he ruffled out his wings. "Let's," he said. Both of them smirked, with the Lethrblak charging forward. Reggie dashed ahead. The two collided.

The other two Lethrblaks were still in the room. Charley had thrown him and Natasha into a nearby bathroom, kicking the door close. "Shoot!" shouted Charley. He stood and ran out the other door. Charley flew around the corner, picking up the tray for the champange. He arrived, hollering and throwing at the gunman Lethrblak. The Lethrblak staggered back as he was hit. The other one slashed at Charley, but Charley was ready. The two met with blade vs. blade. Charley's left was blocked by the Lethrblak's right, while the Lethrblak's left was blocked by Charley's right. The two parted and clashed once more, exchanging professional sword blows, not cutting each other yet. Charley flew back, dodging a slash and kicked open the bathroom door where Natasha was. He saw the gunman Lethrblak recover. "Natasha, get that fat son of bulldog's nuts," said Charley. He then flew at the cutlass swinging Lethrblak. The two exchanged more blows, sparks flying from their weapons.

In the other room, Reggie and the Lethrblak were fist to fist, feet to feet. "Move fast for an old man," taunted the Lethrblak. Reggie performed a James Brown split, dodging a powerful right hook before left hooking the Lethrblak in the gut. He then came back up, round kicking the creature in the jaw. The Lethrblak stumbled backward. "All bark, no bite, huh buddy?" asked Reggie. The Lethrblak and Reggie circled each other. When they halted, Reggie got into a Jackie Chan like position. The Lethrblak hollered and charged forward. Reggie whislted. Ripper flew from the bed with a furious squawk, darting in and slashing the Lethrblak's left cheek open. At that, the Lethrblak was distracted, yelling in agony. Reggie jumped back, fell, and slid on his back toward the dresser, dodging a blinding swing from the Lethrblak.

Reggie slipped his hand back, grabbing his staff. He flipped to his feet and lunged, sinking the blade inside the Lethrblak's chest before snatching it out. The Lethrblak fell dead. Reggie high fived Ripper's taloned foot. Ripper squawked at the door. Reggie turned and saw four more Lethrblaks. "How many of you are in the city?" asked Reggie. "Six more, but they're occupied with something else right now," said a short fat one. They lunged at Reggie, circling the old Dark Angel as Ripper hid himself once more. Reggie watched every one of them. One quickly attacked with a sword. Reggie blocked it. Another darted in, Reggie blocked and struck, kicking him back. He then back flipped over another and side stepped the other, plunging the blade into the fourth attacker and killing it.

The other three rushed at Reggie. Reggie extended his wings quickly, knocking to back and dropkicking the third into the closet.

Natasha shielded herself when the door burst open, even when Charley dived on her to protect her. It took a lot to provoke the other side of her, but this had really done it. She was dragged into the bathroom, closing her eyes tightly as her other side took over, her vectors going wild, hitting the mirror, leaving a hand shaped crack in the centre. Everything flew off of the shelves, she opened her eyes, they were very dark. She heard the door burst open, he vectors grabbing the one she was supposed to attack by the neck. Natasha walked out to the living room, repeatedly hitting the creature against the wall before throwing him out into the hall, following him. Her vectors hit every weapon out of his hands, all four choking the life out of the Lethrblak. She walked into Reggies apartment, baring in mind she was only wearing a silk nightdress. She must have been a sight. Natasha flared her wings, grabbing two of the Lethrblaks by the throat, her vectors beginning to squeeze at their necks. Even as a monster, she had some feelings. Such as the want to protect her family. And she saw Charley and his father as her family.

Noel glanced at the Angel girl and tried his best to figure out who she was and how she knew his name.The girl's face was familiar,so she was probably one of the 'Arch's'.He raised an eyebrow in surprise.''Yeah...?''He had definitely not expected to see members from the 'Arch's' here, let alone someone who actually knew who he was.Also, behind his calm mask Noel was shocked to witness the legendary fierce Angel in action.

Meanwhile Sem was in a severe state of shear surprise.A minute ago he had almost lost his arm and the next moment the two enemies were already disposed of, a stronger one had popped up and a buch of Angels had barged in.Sem was glad that they had came to the rescue yet he was also afraid of the confrontation with them that would follow after the mother bullet hound's defeat.He did not want the scary Angel girl(Yes, Sem's scared of her) to do all the work but since his gun was useless against the Bullet hound and it would probably be suicide to try and attack the big creature with small knives, Sem tried his best to stay out of the way.

 

Charley ducked and kicked out, coming around and slashing at the Lethrblak. "You fight well, angel," said the Lethrblak. Charley side stepped a blow and round kicked, hitting the Lethrblak in the face, breaking his nose. Charley spiraled to the right and plunged his left blade into the Lethrblak's heart. His eyes went jet black as he whispered into the creature's ear, "And talk too much, fool." The Lethrblak smiled evilly, his eyes turning forest green. Charley saw him. "You think you're the only ones with powers?" asked the Lethrblak. Suddenly, two large and thick, throny vines leapt from the floor boards. Charley back flipped dodging them. The vines whipped at him. His blade was still in the Lethrblak's chest, who pulled it out. "My heart is on the right side of my chest, angel," said the creature. "That's what makes me the cutlass special," he said, beginning to wield Charley's blade with a dark-green aura surrounding the blade. "Impossible," said Charley, dodging the two vines. The Lethrblak laughed meniacally. "Nothing is," he finally said. Charley slashed at the vines with his remaining blade, knocking them down to get to the Lethrblak. The Lethrblak rushed forward, catching Charley by surprise with his cutlasses. Charley's single blade took on the cutlasses, but the other floating blade other Charley's was nowhere to be seen. Charley dueled with the creature, but was snagged by another vine. Charley shouted as the thorns sank into him. He glared at the Lethrblak in anger. The creature smiled evilly. Charley's wings were cloaked in dark aura. The creature's smile disappeared. Strong bolts of dark magic flew from Charley's wings, striking the Lethrblak and knocking him to the floor, with the vines receding. Charley stepped back as the Lethrblak got to his feet. A dark violet orb of power formed as Charley placed his hands together.

He stared angrily at the Lethrblak. With a yelled, Charley spiral flipped and sent the dark ball flying forward, crashing into the Lethrblak's right side of the chest. The creature howled in pain, flying out of the room and down the stairs with a loud BAM! Charley flew out of the room and landed on his feet before the Lethrblak. The creature tried to get up, but Charley hit him with another bolt of dark magic. The Lethrblak smiled, injured badly, but still smiled. Charley formed another bolt. "What's so funny, fool?" he asked. "Your whereabouts of your own possessions, angel," growled the Lethrblak. Suddenly, a green blur flew from the room. Charley's senses kicked in. He tried to turn, but it was too late. His own blade, the one the Lethrblak had taken, plunged through his back, blade piercing through the left side of his chest.

Charley gasped in horror, falling to his knees as his wail echoed through the apartments, alerting the front desk Snow Angel. "All angels, all angels, ambush in the apartments!" shouted the Snow Angel into a radio. The Lethrblak stood painfully, holding both his cutlasses up to Charley's neck, X formation. "How does it feel, angel?" asked the creature, ready to snap of Charley's neck. Charley looked up at the creature, horrified at first.....or was he? Reggie dipped past Natasha and the Lethrblak after slaying the last one. He looked down the stairs, shocked. "Son! No!" yelled Reggie. The Lethrblak saw Reggie, with his green aura surrounding Charley's other blade and sending it flying at Reggie, hitting the Dark Angel square in the shoulder. Reggie cried out, flying back and hitting his back on a wall. Charley's horrified expression quickly turned into a somewhat malice smile. The creature looked down at him and looked shocked. Charley's eyes were jet black. His wings were covered in black aura. His entire body began to glow dark with power. The Lethrblak acted, his hands pushing in the handles of the cutlasses, with the blades doing their work....not. The blades couldn't even pierce Charley's neck.

They were being halted by Charley's dark magic. "You really thought you could kill a Dark Angel more powerful than yourself?" asked Charley. The Lethrblak grunted in shock as his cutlasses turned into dark glowing dust before him, disenegrating. The Lethrblak began to back away as Charley rose demonically. The blade piercing him slid out from the back, with the wound closing and healing as if nothing happened. Charley's wings were spread wide as his other blade wiggled its way out of Reggie's shoulder, healing the old Dark Angel's wound fast. Both blades were now at Charley's side, floating in dark aura. Charley stared at the now frightened Lethrblak. "It can't be," said the Lethrblak. "...The prophecy," he whispered. Suddenly, Charley's wings glowed brighter, turning from jet black, to an astonishing bright and holy gold. "The Golden Angel," said the Lethrblak. With a mighty bellow, Charley sent the blades flying forward, unleashing a blast of black and golden power behind them. The Lethrblak screamed as he was struck, his body hit with a bone-breaking and pulverising blow. The Lethrblak fell in a bloody heap, bones destroyed, blades through his heart and forehead. Charley stood tall as he calmed, his power receding back inside him. But one thing didn't change: his wings. Reggie stood in surprise. "....S-Son...." he said.

Charley turned and looked at him. "It's impossible.....you're the Golden Angel of the prophecy," said Reggie. Charley looked back at the dead Lethrblak. "I guess I am," he said, just as the Snow Angels arrived.

Natasha disposed quickly of the Lethrblaks, sitting in the corner, her arms wrapped around herself for comfort. She heard them next door. She heard Charley was way to special to be with an angel like her. Natasha didn't even know what she was anymore, or who she was for that matter. She wrapped her wings around herself, her vectors shrinking into her back where they belonged. Natasha closed her eyes. She knew it wouldn't last. She was just a rouge. And now he was some "Golden Angel" or whatever that was. Natasha just shook her head. "I told you I'd be just you and me." The more devilish voice sneered. "He's too busy for you. He always will be. If it was just you and me, we don't have to rely on anyone. I'd be just us, getting our revenge on the world." It told her, Natasha holding her head. "We can leave this place and never come back. Charley is incredibly important now. We'll just bring him down. It's for the best we leave. We can do it peacefully. We both know he won't fly after you. He'll find someone else." It spoke, Natasha gripped her hair tightly as it spoke. "What do you say?" It asked, Natasha taking it into some consideration. She wiped her dark eyes, standing up. Still in her nightdress she left the room and walked down the stairs, flying out of the building, going wherever her chosen side told her to go. She headed towards the gates to get out. Realising just how cold it was. Natasha would probably die of hypothermia before she even reached the sea. The temperature didn't seem to bother her as she tried to get out. She had a habit of going rogue.

Charley turned, wielding the blades as he thought another Lethrblak was approaching. All he saw was Natasha flying off. "Natasha!" he shouted. "Where is she going?" asked Reggie. Charley had to think. Oh no, he thought. Her vectors, they're back, thought Charley. "Where is she going, Storm?" asked an approaching Reece. Charley didn't have time to answer. He launched himself into the air, realizing his wings were now stronger than before, leaving a large gust as he took off. "What in the world happened to his wings?" asked Reece, looking at Reggie. "He's the Golden Angel, but if Natasha's leaving out into the cold, she'll freeze to death within minutes," said Reggie. "Oh no," said Reece. "Snow Angels, clean this mess up. The others, come with me," said Reece. He and Reggie took off into the air. Charley soared away. "No, no, no, don't leave," Charley said to himself. Natasha was fast, having cleared through the gates in no time. "Hey, Mister, you'll need this if you're flying out!" shouted the clerk. He threw a large coat, gloves, and boots up to Charley grabbed them, using his dark magic to put them on in seconds, not even halting his flight. The clerk was astounded by his wings. "The Golden Angel," he said. Charley dove through the gates and into the tunnel. "Natasha, where are you!" called Charley. He couldn't let her leave. If it was her vectors, he had to stop them. Or was it her vectors? Charley's magic got to him. It's not the vectors, it's her mind, Charley. How? Charley wondered.

She has a split personality, Storm! Once her angry side is activated, the vectors are activated by that bad personality. We can't let that control Natasha, or otherwise, she won't be able to control her own powers and end up killing innocent lives. Which is exactly why the Lethrblaks attacked. They must've found out about her, but how? Charley wondered. He then thought of Russia. Lethrblaks could disguise themselves. One flew to Russia and just had to read up on her file there, he thought. Exactly, get to Natasha and wipe that evillness out of her personality, and do it fast! Charley's golden wings sprang into life. He couldn't feel the cold. Was he losing feeling. It's the wings, Storm. Now that they're golden, they provide warmth in places like this. They'll also cool you down in hot temperatures. Charley nodded and sped through the tunnel, his wings making it sound as if a jet plane was speeding on through. Charley soon reached the cave that they arrived in. "Natasha!" he called. She didn't answer. With dread, he realized she gone into the snow, with a blizzard fast approaching. "Natasha!" he shouted, flying out of the cave and into the snow. His dark magic suddenly picked up on hers. Charley began to follow the scent.

Natasha pushed open the gates with her vectors, they, with the aid of her wings, propelling her forwards out into the snow. Her vectors retreated into her back once they realised the sudden change in temperature. Natasha was catapulted into the snow, her whole body shaking as she got the her feet, the snow freezing her from her ankles down as she tried to get away. She tried to flap her wings, but the icy conditions matted her feathers. "You abandoned me." She growled to her consciousnesses, which quickly resurfaced. "I haven't. Use your wings." It told her. "They're not working! I'm going to die out here, and it's your fault!" She snapped. Natasha beat her wings against the chilling gusts of wind, forcing her vectors out which hurt her a lot. She managed to get in the air, crying out every time her vectors were used, which was a lot. She needed them to gain distance. The only print of her being there was large handprints in the snow, evidence of her vectors. Natasha's eyes clouded over in black, her painful cries had stopped as her other past personality took full control, pulling Natasha through the storm and towards the sea. She cursed to herself in Russian, telling herself there wasn't much more to go. Soon there will be boats on the ocean, and she can land on one, and kill the crew. She could live freely around the world without a care. But for now, Natasha struggled through the arctic conditions.

Charley flew through the icy air. He halted as he spotted something in the snow. Charley dove, and was shocked at how fast he'd just dove out of the air and to the ground. You're faster now, Charley. Charley nodded. He landed on his feet and looked into the snow. Hand marks. Charley knew they were Natasha's but there was a struggle. "It is her mind. She's struggling," he said. I can sense her magic, Charley. Its taken over. Get to her now! Charley took off, speeding into the air like a jet. He rocketed through the air. His golden wings looked deadlier. They were more arched at the top and sharp at the bottom, but were feathery like always. As he flew, he could smell something. "What is that....fish?" he asked. We're coming up on the sea. She's out there. Hurry, Charley, before it's too late. Charley sped forward. He spiraled out of the way of a group of waterfowl. He raced through the air, out of the storm, and over the water. Charley looked around, calling Natasha's name. He could hear boats in the distance, blowing their horns from fishing. Charley flew to the sound. As he flew out of a fog cloud, Charley halted. There she was, flying away angrily. Do I hear....Russian in her cursing? "Yep, that's her other side, right?" asked Charley. Either or. Charley flew forward.

He soared past a glacier, with his right wing breaking it. "Whoa," he said. Charley gained altitude. He then dove out of the air, landing on a large fishing boat. The crew screamed as they saw him land. "It's an angel!" one yelled. "Look at them wings, boys!" yelled another. Charley ignored them, spying Natasha getting closer. "Natasha, listen to me!" shouted Charley. "You have to fight your other side!" he shouted. The crew workers looked up as they as they saw the Dark Angel arriving. "Natasha, if you need help, I can take out your other side," said Charley flying up to Natasha. Quick, use a deflect! Charley's wings closed around him, feeling something bounce off. "What the hellabit was that?" asked Charley. One of her vectors! Her mind is attacking you, but your wings can block. Charley shook his head. "No," he whispered. He looked up at Natasha. "No, Natasha, listen to me, it's me, Charley, your..." He knew he had to say it. Say it fool. It might work. Charley watched as Natasha closed it. "Your love!" he shouted, with his wings blocking her vectors every ten seconds. "Natasha!" shouted Charley.

Natasha flew through the air. She spun in the air after hearing Charley. He consciousness was surprised he flew out this far, but she wasn't letting his her rid of her that easily. She used her vectors to try and grab him, though he kept deflecting them. Natasha hissed loudly, one of her vectors striking through the boat. "Net! Vy ne prinimayete yeye, zolotoy angel." She growled in Russian. Translating into: 'No! You are not taking her away, Golden Angel.' Natasha gave a few timed hits. Her skills were useless in the air, but her vectors were strong and versitile enough to do the job. Her wings flared, as well as her vectors. "Vy ne moya lyubov'!" She shouted angrily, it translating to: 'You are not my love!'. Natasha threw all her vectors at him all at once. She got doubly annoyed when he blocked them. It was evident how she hissed fiercely. "Eto, kto ona takaya. I eto, kto ona stanet. Dayte yemu vremya, zolotoy angel. U menya yest' prorochestvo moye sobstvennoye. "Izgoyev, kotoryy zhivet v mire boli, postavit mir boli blizkikh." She told him, meaning: 'This is who she was. And this is who she will become. Give it time, Golden Angel. I have a prophecy of my own. "A rouge who lives in world of pain, will deliver a world of pain to those closest"'. Natasha backed up slightly, watching him carefully. "Osteregaytes', Charli Storm." She told him, which was: 'Beware, Charley Storm.' Natasha let a smirk cross her lips before giving a chilling wave. "I'll see you sooner that you think." She whispered before dropping into the ocean, the last thing seen was her pale hand on the surface before she sank.

Helvetica turned and looked at the boy. She walked over to him, grabbing him by the shirt and yanking him to his feet. "Are you alright?" she asked. "He should be. We just saved the little Angel Poacher's life," said Sarone. "Angel Poacher?" asked everyone, including Helvetica. Her left hand tightened around the boy's throat, holding him against the wall. Her right hand was covered in flames. "So you and the Lethrblak just sicked your Bullet Hounds on this Snow Angel, huh?" asked Helvetica. "I should burn your face off right now!" she hissed. Benjamin walked up to Helvetica. "Helvetica, stop," said Benjamin. "He didn't do it, I mean look at him, he's a poacher in training," he said. "He's right, Helvetica," said Cornelius. "And that Snow Angel up there wasn't attacking the boy, he was saving him by the looks of it," he said. "I don't care. I destroyed that facility for a reason: to kill all Angel Poachers inside!" shouted Helvetica, flames launching from her hand. The flames quickly turned to ice, with it melting in seconds and sending water over the boy's face. Helvetica turned and looked at Cynthia, who had sent the ice forward. "Why?" asked Helvetica. "He's innocent, Helvetica, you can't see that?" asked Cynthia. Helvetica turned again, but Benjamin stood in her way. "Move, Ben, and let me finish him," she growled.

"No," said Benjamin. "Since when did you grow cajones?" asked Helvetica, trying to move Benjamin out of the way. Benjamin grabbed her by the wrist, squeezing down as he sent a gust of wind flying into her. Helvetica was surprised, her hair wild from the wind. Benjamin had found his wind power. "Since the day I was born," said Benjamin. "Leave the kid alone," he demanded, frowning at Helvetica. Helvetica stared at Benjamin before growling and sending a ray of flames at him. Benjamin extinguished the flames with his wind controlling powers. Helvetica was shocked. "Helvetica, chill," said Cornelius, grabbing Helvetica by the arm. Helvetica groaned in annoyance and stormed off. Benjamin turned to the boy. "Sorry about that, she's a hot head," said Benjamin. "Yeah, no kidding," said Cornelius. Helvetica groaned louder in annoyance. Benjamin and Cornelius laughed.

Charley couldn't believe it. He shook his head in horror as Natasha, the evil side, spoke to him. "Osteregaytes', Charley Storm, she said. "I'll see you sooner that you think." "No, Natasha, this isn't you. Please, listen to me," said Charley. But Natasha dove into the ocean. "Natasha!" he shouted. He dove in after her, but she was speeding away, her bad side using her powers to get away. Charley flew out of the water, his golden wings warming him up quick. "She's gone," said Charley. Fly after her. "No, not now," said Charley. "We have to deal with the Lethrblak," he said. And the people on the ship. At that, Charley heard screaming. He whirled around and saw the men aboard the ship running in panic. Their ship was sinking. Sinking because of Natasha's vectors. "Oh no," said Charley. He dove down, spying land which was just a quarter of a mile away. Charley flew to the back of the ship. He placed both hands on it and began to flap his golden wings. The ship began to move suddenly. Charley was amazed at his newfound strength. The men on board looked at him. "Don't worry, I got you," said Charley, continuing to flap and push. Reggie and the Snow Angels arrived, but they remained higher in the air, out of Charley and the men's sight. "What is he doing?" asked Reece. Reggie was in aw. "My boy is saving lives," said Reggie. He looked at Reece. "The Golden Angel saves all good, but defeats all bad," said Reggie. "Where's the red-head?" asked one of the angels. Reggie didn't see her with Charley or on the ship. "I fear my boy may have lost her to her own powers....just like I did with my own wife," said Reggie.

They watched as Charley pushed the sinking ship to shore, saving all of their lives. The men cheered. "He saved us!" exclaimed one. "The Golden Angel is a hero!" shouted another. Charley wanted bask in the glow, but his mind wasn't on them....it was on Natasha. "How am I going to save her.....from herself?" he asked. He helped the men climb down from the ship. "You all get home," said Charley. He flew into the air, looking out to sea all the while. The love, my only love,....gone, he thought. As he reached higher altitudes, Charley whipped out his blades, spying a group of winged-people. He put them away as he saw Reggie, Reece, and the others. "Son, that was incredible," said Reggie. "Your new possession is a gift," he said. "Yeah, thanks," said Charley.

"What's wrong?" asked Reggie. "And where's Natasha?" asked Reece. Charley looked out to sea. "She's gone," he said. "She took off thanks to her bad side taking over," said Charley. "If her bad side's taken over, we have to find and stop her," said Reece. "How?" asked Charley. "We kill her," said one of the Snow Angels. Charley's wings vibrated and launched him at the Snow Angel that spoke. His hands were tight around the angel's neck. He began to throttle the angel. "Say that again, and I'll rip your head off!" shouted Charley, angered as his eyes turned jet black. Reece, Reggie, and the other pried Charley off of the angel. "Are you a Lethrblak? Huh?" asked Charley, still wanting to rip the angel up. "No, Phil is the real thing," said Reece. Charley huffed. "Charley, we have to go back to their home. There are six Lethrblaks there unaccounted for and I think your new abilities can help us locate them and bring them down before another attack," said Reggie. Charley sighed. ".....Fine," he said. They then flew back to the cave, with Charley looking over his shoulder, hoping to see Natasha return. He was disappointed.

Natasha soon felt unconscious from the coldness of the water, causing her body to float. She was spotted by a fishing crew, who hollered out to her but once they got no answer, they threw their net in and fished her out. All the while her darker side keeping her alive for as long as it possibly could. "You are not dying today." It growled in her thoughts as the crew brought her onto the ship. "Where did she come from?" One man asked, scratching his beard. "I have no idea, but look.. Wings." A younger one pointed out. "Wings?! Son of a Gun! We have to report her!" The elder one said, scrambling inside, to be grabbed by one of his crew members. "We are not doing anything of the sort. What we are going to do, is keep her hidden and maybe, just maybe, she won't die on us." He told him. "Got it?" He growled, the old man nodding in fear. The younger, and more stronger man carefully picked her up, carrying her inside. "She's barely wearing anything. I don't understand why she isn't dead yet." He marvelled. "You think her clothes are important? Have you seen her hair? It's as red as blood! It can't be natural." A middle-aged man declared. One of the older men went to peek under her nightdress, but the younger man grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall with his fist raised. "You want to try that again? Huh? Praying on unconscious women?" He growled, punching him in the face. "Alexei! There was no need." Growled an older man. "There was. Get out. All of you. Ill take responsibility for her." He told them, removing his thick coat, carefully putting it on her then tucking her into his bunk. "Don't worry about them. They may seem like idiots but they're good men." He told them, all the while Natasha's consciousness observed this new man. He could possibly come into her plan. "What were you doing on your own, Milashka?" He asked, brushing his thumb over her cheek. Milashka was Cutie in Russian. He smiled upon remembering her wings. "You have the face of an angel." Alexei smiled lightly.

Charley, Reggie, Reece, and the Snow Angels were walking together. They were back in the city, and Charley was leading. On his right shoulder was Ripper, his Raptrid. Something had changed in Charley. He was frowning, but he was on a mission. He had a new ability that his father called "Eagle Eye". Charley's eyes were shining gold as he walked, looking from left to right. The regular good people he saw were white. His enemies were red, which would mean that that particular angel was a Lethrblak. Ripper was to remain with Charley now that Charley could defend himself better. Ripper would grow, train, and rest where ever Charley was. This was his sidekick and personal guard, but right now, Charley had to be Ripper's protector. Reggie had his staff gripped, ready to stab a Lethrblak. Reece and the Snow Angels were also ready. Charley suddenly halted and leaped high, landing on a tall building top. Ripper looked down as he did, scanning the area. Charley blinked. Ripper glanced around when he suddenly hopped up and down on Charley's right shoulder. Charley faced the way he was looking. Two red figures were present. Lethrblaks, growled Charley in his mind. Charley clicked his tongue, with Ripper diving from his shoulder and toward the two disguised Lethrblaks. Reggie, Reece, and the others watched as the young Raptrid swooped over the two, shredding off their hoods. The other Snow Angel civilians saw the two Lethrblaks and screamed. "Lethrblaks!" they yelled. The Lethrblaks cursed and whipped out their weapons.

Charley frowned and spread his wings wide, catching the civilians and the two Lethrblaks' attention. "The Golden Angel," said one of the two. "After them!" shouted Reggie. He rushed forward with Reece and the others. The two Lethrblaks took off. Charley let out a deep bellow that sounded almost eagle like. His left hand came up, quickly and professionally catching an arrow, with the tip being magnesium made with golden nitrate and mountain ash. Charley slowly turned his head to the left. Two more Lethrblak stood yards away on another building, shocked as one lowered his bow. Charley caused the arrow to disenegrate in his grasp and he launched himself into the air. The Lethrblaks took off with frightened looks, leaping off the buildings. Charley sped over the buildings, leaving behind a trail of black and gold aura in his wake. He quickly caught one of the Lethrblaks as the other dipped around a store. Charley's wings acted, coming forward with the end tips sinking into the creature's chest. The creature cried out as Charley's wings tore him in half, with the two body halves disenegrating. Charley then soared after the other. He dove into an alleyway and landed on his feet.

The Lethrblak slid to a halt and turned tail, but Charley was quick, sending bolts of black and gold aura flying at the creature. The Lethrblak disenegrated into thin air. Charley launched himself into the air. He looked around and caught sight of the other two Lethrblaks fleeing from his father and the others. Ripper...look for Ripper. Charley scanned the area with his "Eagle Eye" and spotted a blue form moving fast through the air. Ripper was blue in his eyes, meaning he was a friend, ally, and trustied assisstant. Same went for Reggie and Reece and the others. But would that work for Natasha if they met again? Charley saw Ripper was following two flying angels. They were red. Charley sped toward them. Ripper looked back and gained higher altitude as Charley zoomed past underneath. The Lethrblaks ditched their disguises and revealed themselves. One turned to engage Charley in battle, but regretted it. Charley sped past him, with his right wing cleaving the creature in half in one quick and smooth motion. The creature fell dead, hitting the ground. Charley reached the other one, flying in front of him and catching him by the throat. "Release me," choked the Lethrblak.

"Certainly," said Charley. He whirled around and smashed the creature's head against a brick wall, over and over again. The Lethrblak fell dead. Charley flew off, going after his father, with Ripper on his tail. The two soared overhead, following Reggie, Reece, and the other Snow Angels. Reggie flew forward, whipping out the blade on the staff. He caught on of the two, stabbing the Lethrblak repeatedly in the heart. The Lethrblak cried out, but it turned into a gurgle. Reggie threw the body down. Reece flew past him, tackling the last Lethrblak. The Lethrblak wiggled loose, kicking Reece in the jaw. Reece retalliated, exchanging blows with the creature. The Lethrblak had the upper hand, surprisingly. He dropkicked Reece to the ground and ran off, heading inside the prison. Reggie and the other Snow Angels helped Reece to his feet and went after the Lethrblak, not even noticing a large, shiny shape speed overhead toward the prison. Inside, the Lethrblak ran to the back of the prison, quickly killing the two Snow Angel guards and kicking the door open. The Lethrblak Natasha wounded jumped up from his nap inside his cell and looked. "Cringy!" exclaimed the imprisoned Lethrblak. "Joid," replied the other, trying to hurry to the cell gate.

The ceiling was suddenly crashed into. The Lethrblak halted as a shape landed and rose to full height. Charley spread his golden wings and glared at the Lethrblak. The Lethrblak stared back in surprise. Charley revealed the gun at his side. The Lethrblak revealed the throwing knife at his side. "Bullet vs. knife," said the Lethrblak. "Which one would-" As soon as the Lethrblak grabbed hold of the throwing knife and spoke, Charley's gun was already whipped out. He fired, hitting the Lethrblak dead in the forehead, killing it.

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.