Angels Fall

Author's Note.

GRRRRR
Why is it when I submit a chapter, I come back to find errors in the story that I haven't done?! D=

'The Queen' is the armless demon in the notsoknownabout video 'Fukuro'.
To warn everyone, this will be a torture/sex story.
Not lovey dovey Pyramid Head wants to protect his girl story. O.o

The character I made in this story, 'Angel' as I call her, I would like to give her another name but who knows what they name eachother in Heaven >.> So I named her Angel, and she's an Angel so BLARGH.
I will try to not make Angel a Mary Sue or whatever you guys call it, but I'm not very experienced in writing so it may suckage.

No sex in this chapter unless you count the first scene sex.

I will update soon.
Enjoy.
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"Bring them here, bring them to me" The Queen squirmed uncontrollably in her place, her head lolling, her legs opening like a baby bird's mouth, hungry for food.

Pyramid Head approached The Queen slowly, a squealing Mannequin kicking vigorously in his clenched fist.
He lifted the Mannequin and grabbed its other kicking leg, yanking it open none too gently.
The Mannequin shrieked in terror, fighting against her captor. She didn't want to die.
Pyramid Head grunted and carefully set the Mannequin against The Queen. The Queen moaned and arched her hips forward.

"Do it!" she demanded impatiently.
Pyramid Head pierced the Mannequin like a powerful train, causing the creature to jerk in pain and shriek louder.
He adjusted his feet to give himself better leverage, he looked up and eyed the Queen's, licking unseen lips.
Pyramid Head pumped his hips, growling as he did so. The Queen moaned in bliss, feeling the dying flesh in between her legs.
The Mannequin thrashed and screamed, which only turned The Queen more on.
The Red Pyramid hit the victim harder and faster, meaning to please The Queen.

A sickening crack, a spurt of red. The Mannequin shuddered as it began dieing.
The Queen relished this part of the sex. Pyramid Head grunted as he pressed his hips harder into the bloody flesh.
Blood squirted everywhere, spraying all over both the Queen and Pyramid Head.
The Mannequin died in a quivering sigh. Pyramid Head went limp and let the Mannequin sink into a bloodied pile of blood.

The Queen lolled her head in pleasure. Pyramid Head approached slowly, running strong fingers along The Queen's thighs.
She moaned in bliss, more from the pleasure of her recent activity than at Pyramid Head's attempts. Pyramid Head pressed his groin gently against her, wanting her.

Suddenly Pyramid Head staggered backwards, nearly tripping. She had kicked his helmet with great force.
Pyramid Head backed away, almost shamefully.

"Fool, you think you have the right to share flesh with me?" Her eyes burned hatred. "To press your rotting cock within me?"

Pyramid Head stood silently, taking her ridicule. He clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles in the process.
One day he would have her.

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He was an attractive man. Lost and frustrated, he wandered the desolate apartment complex. How he came to be in this place and this situation he did not know. The only action he apprehended was that he had to find his wife Mary. James shook his dirty blond head disheartiningly. How could he really believe that the letter he recently obtained was from his dead wife Mary? James shuffled along the eery hallways. A few feet ahead of him glided an Angel. His Angel. She turned her fair head to look back at him.

"poor soul..." she said with pity. No matter how long he searched for his wife, he wasn't going to find her. The Angel extended a delicate hand to stroke Jame's blond bangs. James brushed an invisible itch away. Angel sighed, it was difficult to be attached to a soul such as James' and not have him see or understand her. It was a great responcibilty, to hold the position of Guardian Angel, to protect a soul.

Suddenly Angel stopped. Something wasn't right. An evil aura burrowed its way into her very being. She stared into the darkness, sensing great manevolence. James suddenly came to a halt as well, his flashlight blazed brilliantly on some sort of large, red, THING. Angel moved in between the monster and James at once. She eyed it suspiciously. The red monster lingered dangerously.

Even though she was an angel, incapable of worldly pain, she still felt the fear crawl into her heart.
The red figure continued to tower there, deadly still.

James backed off a bit, he also felt the evil of whatever that thing was.
Angel tugged at James, giving him the feeling of retreat. Finally James backed off. Whatever that thing was, it was behind steel bars. It wouldn't be able to have the opportunity to attack James even if it wanted.

Angel sighed, she couldn't understand how or why they found their way into this Hell world. She had never been to Hell, but somehow she knew Hell was what they were in.

She watched James as he continued to explore the apartments. Her heart heavied with sorrow. James was searching for a non existant person. Too many times had she wanted to embrace James and have him know she was there. That she had always protected him, even when he was a small child. She wanted to smile and tell him it would be alright, that it was not time to die, that she would keep him safe.

Angel sat on an arm chair in the corner, completely invisible to all. She watched James as he tried to configure the grandfather clock puzzle.
Why there was a puzzle inside a clock she did not know, nor did she completely understand why James was trying to figure the thing out.
Angel shook her head, her long, straight, white hair drifting weightlessly around her dainty shoulders.

A satisfying click brought Angel back to reality.
James congratulated himself at his accomplishment. The grandfather clock slowly slid from its place, ancient dust falling soundlessly to the floor. The creaking noise filled the entire room then stopped. James drew up his courage and slipped inside.

James assured himself. "Your one stop closer to finding her." He ran his hands along the black walls, making sure not to trip.

Angel got up and glided towards the secret entrance, right after him. Immediately she felt immense evil coming from the next room.
Angel stopped abruptly. How could she have been so stupid? Why was she not able to feel it before?
Growing afraid Angel chased after James. She entered the next room only to find James had already darted into a closet.

A high pitched squeal caught Angel's attention. She stared in horror.
That same red monster. She could see him clearly this time. He had a muscular yet lean body, sitting atop his firm shoulders and completely masking his head was a giant, crimson, metallic helmet.

Angel covered her nose with her sleeve. It reeked.
The red monster grasped the legs of a squirming four legged mannequin.
Angel wrinkled her nose in disgust. What was this?! These mannequins moved, they had flesh, they cried in pain, they bled. But how?
The Mannequin squealed and fought with all her might to escape her tormentor.

The red monster pounded into her then broke her, he pushed harder, killing her.
Angel backed into a corner, completely revolted. She knew she couldn't be seen, but she was ashamed to admit, she was afraid.
The red monster shuffled slowly into the room, dragging the half dead mannequin with him. He watched the mutilated meat squeal one last time before it died. Angel turned her head away, afraid and repulsed. She moved infront of the closet that James was hidden in, doing anything in her power to keep him hidden. The red monster moved forward then halted.

He stared right at Angel.

Angel stiffened. Was he really looking at her?
The red beast gestured towards her.

"My, my, my, what have we here? How is it that something so pure, so innocent, found her way to Hell?"

Angel glared. So they WERE in Hell, but how?
She clenched her fists. This monstrosity was a demon.

"James is a tainted soul, he is a sinner, an embodiment of evil, why is it that an angel is still by his side?" The Red Pyramid asked in irritation.

Angel drew herself up. "He is a guilt riddened soul, and he has sinned, but it is not his time to go. He can still be saved, and I will help him."

The Red Pyramid growled in annoyance. "Fool of a girl, do you really think he can be saved? He will be punished, and I am the one who will lay the punishment. A small bird such as yourself can only dream of stopping me."

Angel took a step forward, a weapon bathed in light appeared in her hands. A smiting hammer from heaven.

Pyramid Head tilted his head back as if to laugh. "And what do you plan to do with that? Have you forgotten where you are? You are in Hell, you are powerless here, and powerless against me. God cannot help you now."

"I have more than enough to kill you." Angel snarled. She got into a defensive stance.

Pyramid Head growled. "If it is your job to protect him, then why must he hide himself? It looks as if you are not adequate, nor are you capable of defending the sinner, he is enough demon as I am." Pyramid Head slowly advanced towards Angel and the closet that concealed James.

Angel clenched her fists, ready to swing the weapon if he got too close.
Suddenly the room was echoing with the sound of gunshots. Shots that were coming from within the closet.
This had startled Pyramid Head and even Angel. James had seen the Red Pyramid advancing, and in terror he panicked and started shooting the offender.

Angel watched Pyramid Head retreat. She remained where she was. For the very first time in her existence, she had felt useless and afraid. Who was he?

After ten minutes James emerged from the closet, shaken and bewildered. Angel's heart crushed at the site of him. He seemed to have suffered worse than her. She leaned over him and wrapped her arms around him as a mother would her child. They had to find their way out of this place. It was not James' time to go.
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