Demon King (Open)

landing in the alley behind the cafe, chance shrugged, his wings vanishing and forming small tattoos across his shoulders.
he headed in the back of the building. shruing as he re lined up his jacket. entering the back door
"hey Joel. hows it going."
"sup boss"

Holly skidded to a stop outside of a cafe. She had lost track of the man a block or so back. She turned to glance in the window of the cafe when she saw him. He no longer had wings. Was he possibly an angel like her? No, he didn't have that feeling that angels have.

"Excuse me but how late are you open?" she asked as she walked in.

Joel glanced up and responded automaticaly, he was a 18 year old, with a vutton up shirt and short curly brown hair. he was human.
"Till 2:30 in the morning."
Chacne was behind him at the stove, his jacket off. At the sound of holly's voice, as well as the aura that filled the room when she stepped in, he froze, muscles tensing.
some of his magic was ignighted by the angelic aura, for he recognized it. it was how his power felt, but without the dark aura that was fused with it.
he turned around, his dual colored wyes staring piercingly at the girl.
"welcome to Nephiliums. Yo, joel. take off, I'll run tonight."
a knowing look crossed joels face
"Is it gonna late night boss?
Styepping to the counter, chance nodded.
"mabye. head home."
"Got it."
Joel grabbed a jacket and heade3d out the back door.

"Fantastic! You know, I've wandered around town the last day or so that I've been here, but I didn't see this place."

Holly slowly sauntered to the counter, looking at all the decor. When she reached the counter, she looked at the guy looking at her. He seemed tense about something. She completely ignored the piercing look she was given.

"Nephilliums hm? Interesting name..." She leaned across the counter. "Are you one of them?" She asked in a semi-quiet tone, as if it were top secret information.

chance poured 2 cups of coffee, gesturing to a stool at the counter.
he subtly scratched a scrape on his left thumb, smearing blood across a shallow engraving on the table, the rest of the world seemed to become muffled, outside the empty cafe.
"Well, angelkin, you're right. I'm a nephilium. names Chance." \
he sipped his coffee reached over adn dropped a table spoon fo cream into it and began to stir. while he did this, for a moment, his wings seemed to shimmer into existance, before fading away.
"may I inquire as to why you're here?"
chacne was calm and cool, having relaxed and adjusted to the energy from the angel girl.

"Chance... Chanccccce... Chan...ce... Oh! I know about you!" She snapped her fingers. She sniffed the coffee before blowing on it and taking a sip. No one really talked about him, but he was some sort of half breed.

"And angelkin? Really? Pfft, some name. I bet I could do better if I were you." She felt as though no one would walk by, so she let her green energy wings show and fold down in a resting position. She took another sip of coffee, keeping eye contact with Chance.

at the term "half breed" his left eye twitched.
"Yes. A half breed. I'm sure you hear about me all the time." he drawled the words, filling them with an astonishing level of distain.
" and I know theres more things out there then just angels, so angel kin seemed appropriate."
he sipped his coffee, his aura seeming to fade away. if holly didn't know better She would have sworn he was human.
"But, I am currently just barista right now. can I get you anything before we continue this conversation?"

Sora stands in an alleyway, waiting. "Don't let Chizu or Holly pop up randomly." He holds his katana in front of him. It was 11:50. Ten minutes until the tourney starts. Sora frowns.

Chizu stood up from the couch and looked around. Holly had great info but she was going to do a little searching.

"I'm fine." Holly responded. She looked at a clock on one of the walls. 11:51. The dumb tournament was starting today! She wasn't sure whether Chance was apart of it or not, but if he was, she'd be better off not being around.

"I think I have an engagement to get to." She tossed 5 dollars on the table and got up, stretching out her arms, legs, and wings. "It was nice meeting you, I guess. I mean, I don't know what to think of you yet. You're like, in my neutral zone right now."

Holly looked up at the clock. 11:53. She started heading to the door. She pulled the invitation out of er pocket and reread it on the way.

Sitting there, Chance sighed, finishing his coffee, he dispellled the silenceing spell from the building, and loooked sown at the simple sports watch on his wrist.
11:56
"and cue the fire works any minute now."
he walked over to the center of the room, telekinectically oushed the chairs to the sides, and unrolled a large rug, revealing a magic circle engraved in the floor. he stepped inside, and sat on a hair, he pulled over, eyes closed as he faced the door.
11:58

11:59
Sora draws his sword. He would be here any minute now. He had a promise to keep.
12:00
Black flames erupt in front of him.

the door burst open, a bolf of dark energy slamming towards Chance, filled with deadly intent and force.
"sorry mate, no go."
The bolt never hit chance, instead dispersing across the circle in the ground, the energy being absorbed.
"Either come out and fight me personally or leave."

"Sora....." His eyes narrow. The black flames still haven't taken a solid form. Red dots, Sora assumed they were eyes, appear in them. "I'm so glad to see you."
"Are we gonna fight?"
"Of course not." Sora's eyebrow rises. They had promised to fight each other. "I'm saving you for last~" The black flames laugh and disappear. Sora frowns. That was...anti-climatic. He begins to walk home.

"you~will~come~to~us, or~we~will~kill~your~friend, His~name's~Joel, right?~
the voice came form the doorway, smoking as it hung off its hinges.
Chance narrowed his eyes, and stood, kicking the chair out of the circle through the door. startling the demonic prescence outside
"Fine. your funeral dick."
His golden right eye flickered cecoming almsot catlike, giving him insanely sharp night vision.
his green eye beagn to glow, the green color swirling and glowing.
his wings formed on his back, whipping outwared. across his body runic circles appreared.
but that easn't the scary thing.
his expression was a mask of pure hatred and Annoyance, almost impassive in its rage.
and that Still wasn't the scary part.
the scarypart?
his aura was still concelaed, his power level unreadable. on the magical spectrum, he still seemed human, despite the obvious indication otherwise.
"Who~Are~You?"
"me? I thought you knew.
"you're~an~nephilium. one~of~the~winged~children~of~Lost~Angels."
"close. I'm not just a nephilium."
in a millisecond, Chance was gone, though his words came from the same space.
"I'm the son of Lucifer."
On the roof, siloutetted by the dark sky, was Chance, looking down at his opponent, a being surrounded by shadowy mist.
"and He gave me a gift."
in chances left hand, a ball of dark balck and red flame appeared, Dark Born Hellfire. one of the only ways to injure holy or unholy beingsm regardless of their form.
Its aura finally penetrated the void that was Chances magical shielding, and even then, it was only the aura of the fire. nothing else.

Chizu was looking through Sora's stuff. Too bad it was normal teenage boy things. Like books, video games, porn magazines or what looked like porn magazines. You know, normal stuff.

Sora walks into his house. "Chizu I'm home!" He walks into his room to see his things. He blushes. He found his porn magazines!

"Welcome home hunny." She threw her arms around Sora and kisses his cheek. She found it adorable that he was blushing about his porn stash.

"Wha-wha-wha?" Why did she call him that? Why was she kissing him? And most important of all, why was she in this room and going through his stuff?!

Standing on front of the cafe, the street was clear, except for several scorch marks that lined the ground.
chance, looking fully human again, stood there.
"wimp. remember if Come after me or mine again, I won't let you escape."
he reached down, adn grabbed the runded and twisted chair, focused, adn fioxed it. thed did the same to the doorway of the cafe, the windows, and all the marks.
the walked inside, putting the furniture back in order and concealing the circle again.
he poured a second cup of coffee, standing there behind the counter.

Chizu smiled and pulled away. "Now, now, someone has been very naughty. There is no need for those silly little books. I mean, you have a real woman right here. Would you rather touch the real thing or something paper." She took his hand and hugged it close to her chest.

Chizu was right. That did feel good. Sora's face glows red. He tries pulling his hand away. "But we're just friends!"

She came close whispering in his ear. "But Sora can't you see..." She licked his ear and smiled. "We can be more than friends..."

Sora backs away and falls onto his bed. How did it come to this? "But but but but...!"

She climbed onto the bed and looked at him in the face. "Sora..." She then made her way on top of Sora. "Please. Let me give you pleasure..." She brought her face close to his.