Demon in Disguise chapter 1

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It was a cold winter night in New York City when captain of the Holy Angel Knights of heave Arthur Kirkland was on patrol looking for some troublesome demons to kill. Arthur sighed not finding any signs of the evil demons that normally cause so much trouble in this huge American city. As he passed by the city's huge park he picked up on evil coming from inside, with a flap of his beautiful white wings he flew down to have a better look. Once inside the park he couldn't find any signs of demons until he heard a voice behind him.
"Look at the small little angel that has made his way on my land,da?" Arthur turned his head to look behind him and that's when his eyes met evil. There stood a demon with pale blonde hair with two horn pointing perfectly out , purple eyes that just begged for you to fall for his evil aura surrounding him, and big black leather like wings on his back. Arthur knew it wouldn't be pretty if he fought the demon but he knew he had a chance since it was only them till he noticed another demon to the side of him. It was a young women with hair of the same color but longer, with dark blues eyes, and smaller wings on her back. Arthur cursed under his breath knowing he was in for it, not only was he alone but he was out numbered and even with his power he was in trouble. He tried to fly away but the female demon grabbed him.
"That isn't very gentlemen like Mr. Kirkland, I didn't even get to introduce myself." the male demons said walking slowly to where Arthur was being held.
"Then please I am all ears" Arthur snapped at the demon trying not to show the fear that was slowly encasing him.
"Well I am known as Captain Braginski to the demons but you can call me Ivan, and this is my lovely little sister, Natalia," Ivan said to Arthur with a evil smile now close enough to touch Arthur.
"I see, well you already seem to know who I am so I do not think I will need to introduce myself. Now if you will kindly let me go I will be on my way." Arthur spoke humbly as he tried to find away out of there.
"Well you can leave anytime, but not 'till I have my fun, da," Ivan asked running his hand up Arthur back to his wings where he continued to run his hand till he reached one of the main joints of Arthur wing and he gripped it tightly. Arthur screamed out in pain hearing his bones snap. He squirmed but couldn't get free. After making sure Arthur's wing was broken in at least five places, Ivan backed away, smiling, at the panting angel.
" I guess I can leave you be now since you did give me a bit of fun," Ivan said starting to walk away. Arthur sighed happily but then Ivan turned around using his long sharp nails to cut a deep gash in Arthur chest. Laughing, Ivan ordered his sister to let go of the angel. She did so causing Arthur to fall into the cold snow below. Arthur laid there his white wings now busted and stained red, the snow slowly turning red by the blood flowing out of his chest the smell of iron burned his nose. He knew if no one came even he, a powerful angel, would die. He prayed. Ivan's laugh got louder as he walk over to Arthur and raised his foot about to smash the angel's head in when he stopped dead in his tracks. Arthur tried to see why but his vision was slowly fading along with his life. He watched as Ivan and his sister left in a hurry, slowly closing his eyes hoping his death this time would be easier then the last.

Arthur slowly opened his eyes to see he was in a room, he looked around realizing it was a bedroom most likely of a human who found him. He looked himself over to see he was in his human form and his torso was covered in bandages wearing a pair of human pants. He looked over to see his normal clothing in a mess of red on the floor. He sighed heavy knowing soon he would be asked millions of questions about what happened by the person who saved him. He slowly got up fighting the pain shooting though his whole body and walked to the bathroom using the wall for support, looking in the mirror he could see the black rings around his green eyes from the exhaustion he felt and that his normally bright blonde hair was still stained at the tips from his blood. With that he headed back to the bed where he laid back down, hoping for some more rest before meeting his savor. But before he could close his eyes in walked a man, he had bright blue eyes that reminded Arthur of the skies , dirty blonde hair that looked like rich sand, and a pair of glasses placed perfect on his face. Shocked the man ran over to Arthur happily.
"YOUR AWAKE! I WAS SO WORRIED YOU WERE ALL BLOODY AND-AND!"the man started to yell. Arthur jumped back then stopped him but putting his hand up.
"You bloody wanker. Stop yelling. I am fine, now tell me who you are and where I am."
"My name is Alfred Jones, I'm 24. Dude, I was on my way from McDonald's and you looked as if you were fucked up. I walked over to you, bloody and shit, guessed then you were probably mugged, saw you breathing and brought you back here to my apartment.  I won't ask you what you are or why you were like that, all I want is to know your name," Alfred said looking Arthur in the eyes with a big goofy smile on his face.
"Well I guess it would be rude to not at least give you my name, my name is Arthur. Arthur Kirkland," Arthur answered in his normal polite way. Alfred just kept smiling not giving Arthur the weird confused looks he was expecting.
"I see, Arthur, make yourself at home I have to go to work so I won't be home till tonight. Help your self to any food in the kitchen, just don't over do it over." Alfred picked up his keys and wallet from a table in the bedroom, then he walked over to Arthur handing him a piece of paper with a number written on it.
"This is my cell if ya need anything, dude give me a call okay." Arthur took the paper and nodded. Before he could say another word Alfred pretty much ran out the apartment leaving Arthur to himself. Bloody wanker why of all people did I end up in the care of someone like him, Arthur thought to himself laying back down. At least I am alive and not in the hands of a demon was Arthur final thoughts before he slowly fell asleep.