The Angel of Darkness

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Dawn is an angel, and she is madly in love with Bane, a demon who returns her feelings. When a marriage to another man is arranged for Dawn, how far will they go to stay together?

Submitted: February 09, 2010

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Submitted: February 09, 2010

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The Angel of Darkness
Dawn flew upward, spiraling as she went, and did a graceful twist to fall back down headfirst. As she had known he would, Bane caught her before she hit the soft grasses below them, his strong arms catching her bridal style, careful of her pure white feathered wings. His own wings, dark, dangerous red with claws of bone protruding from the leathery hide, beat hard against the air, propelling them skyward again. Dawn laughed musically as she made another spiral into the air, but this time Bane was right there, grabbing her body and holding it close to his own. Her light blonde hair fell around them, his own midnight mane tangling with it. His scaly tail, the same dark red as his wings, swished in the air before curling around Dawn’s leg, pulling it up around his waist. She smiled at him, moving her hands so that one rested on his shoulder and the other smoothed over his dark hair. He grinned at her, his arms tightening around her, and she threw her head back and laughed beautifully. She had the most beautiful, musical laugh, being an angel. Being a demon, he didn’t laugh much, but he was hardly without a smile when she was with him. Dawn and Bane were perfect together, his wit and her intelligence, her beauty and his perfection, his calm and her serenity, her compassion and his kindness, and their love of each other brought them together tighter than any other couple. Their people were very different, but they fit together seamlessly. Her people were wary of his, just as his were wary of hers, but in this one small part of the world two of them spent their days together in peace, harmony, and happiness. They were madly in love, and not even the war of their people could keep them apart.
Dawn looked up at the sky from where she lay in Bane’s arms, making his kiss land on her throat instead of her lips, and she gasped.
“Oh, Bane! Look how late it is! Oh, I must be going!” she told him, struggling to be free of his arms.
“Not until you give me one more kiss,” he said in his deep, dangerous voice. She loved his voice, even though it was so different from the light, musical voices of her people. She loved to listen to him speak, maybe because he spoke so rarely.
Dawn smiled and kissed him. She meant it to be a quick kiss so that she could get home and her parents wouldn’t worry about her too much, but as soon as her lips met his, Bane put his hand on the back of her head to prevent escape and deepened the kiss, making it urgent and persistent and sweet until she was moaning into his mouth. When he finally released her, she looked at him out of wild blue eyes, her face pink and her lips swollen with his kisses. Bane loved her lips, so full and perfect and inviting. He kissed her one more time, then released her completely. Dawn sighed as the heady rush of his skin on hers was taken away, but she knew it was time. The sun was setting and it was time to get home. She kissed the back of his hand without letting him escape her eyes, then flew off with her back to the sun, heading home. She looked back twice, and both times he was there, hovering in the air, watching her leave with a small smile on his lips. She smiled to herself.
Her affair with Bane had been going on for eight months after she met him while they were both doing their duties. Dawn’s duty was just as her name suggested; she brought the dawn and the beauty that came with it. Bane’s job was almost opposite hers; he brought destruction to the world. Dawn had been flying by, bringing light and beauty, and Bane had passed her, creating a forest fire. She had been appalled at first at what he was and what he did, but as she yelled at him for destroying the beauty she had just brought, he just hovered there with his head bowed, then apologized elegantly, saying he wished he could bring beauty as she did, instead of death and destruction. She fell in love with him quickly, and he with her. That was the beginning of the perfect couple.
Dawn flew higher, between the clouds but not touching them. The clouds this high up never dissipated, as they held the City of the Angels. Dawn flew to one of the clouds rotating around the palace and landed on it, just outside the door. She shook herself out, folded her wings, and stepped inside her house.
“Mother, Father, I’m home!” she called, smelling something delicious wafting from the kitchen. “That smells wonderful!” she said, walking into the kitchen to see her mother dishing up fettuccini Alfredo with chicken. Her father came over and kissed her head, welcoming her. She smiled, took a plate from her mother, and sat at the table, joined quickly by her parents. They began eating, and it tasted even better than it smelled. Dawn’s mother cooked marvelously, and Dawn and her father enjoyed every meal.
“Dawn, we have wonderful news to share with you,” her father’s light tenor told her.
“What news?” she asked around a mouthful of pasta.
“Well, do you remember that young angel from your singing class, the boy with golden hair?” her mother asked.
Dawn nodded. “Yes, his name was Sun. He was a duke or something like that,” she recalled. “He was very pleasant, if somewhat distant.”
“Yes, well, we’ve been in contact with him for a while, and today he accepted our proposition,” her mother said excitedly.
“What proposition?” Dawn asked, her stomach sinking fast. She put down her fork.
“Well, my daughter, Sun is to be your husband!” her mother said. Dawn’s eyes widened until her parents thought they would burst.
“Mother, you can’t!” she exclaimed, surprising both her parents, who thought she’d be thrilled. This was the way it was done among the angels. Couples were chosen based on their duties. Dawn’s parents were Night and Day, and her older brother, who was married and settled, was named Dusk. Night, Dawn’s father, had chosen Day because her duties were similar to hers and would produce useful children when combined with his. Now Dawn was to be wed to Sun to produce useful children, as Dusk had been wed to Moon. But Dawn was different from the rest of her people; she was already in love, and she was in love with a demon.
“Of course we can, Daughter!” Night proclaimed. “It’s already been done, and you will obey!” Then he gentled. “This is how it is done among our people, and you will not disgrace us.”
Dawn pushed away from the table, crying, and fled to her room, where she locked the door. She sobbed for hours, and fell asleep still crying.
When she woke just before dawn, she washed her face quickly, dressed in her white linens, and flew out to begin her day’s work, her parents still asleep. She brought the sun to the dark world, bringing the beauty of day kissing night to sleep, then headed to the place where Bane met her every day.
He was there, as he always was, and as soon as she saw him she began to sob again. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her to try to calm her. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he would try to help in any way he could.
When she didn’t quiet, he asked urgently, “Dawn, my love, what’s wrong? Can I help?”
“No, Bane,” she said sadly. “You can’t. My parents are marrying me off, and I can do nothing to stop it!” Bane’s worrying, loving face became a mask of surprise, and Dawn buried her face in his shoulder. He held her tightly to him, but didn’t speak. He didn’t know what to say. What could he say to something like this? Dawn could not honorably continue to see him once she was wed, and in any case he wouldn’t be able to bear seeing her pregnant with another man’s child. What could they do? They were in love, but Dawn was to be wed to another. Should they reveal their relationship, or should Dawn try to make the best of this situation? Bane didn’t know.
Dawn finally cried herself out and wiped her face, looking up at him. “What do we do?” she asked. She had such faith in him, and he hadn’t failed her yet. But he honestly didn’t know what to do this time.
“That depends on you,” he told her. “We can reveal our love, bring our relationship into the open, or you can try to make the best of this and attempt to be happy with this other man. Which would you rather?”
“I would rather die than marry Sun! But if we bring our relationship into the open, then you might get killed. I wouldn’t wish that for the world!” she said. He looked at her sadly.
“I would not have you die for anything. I am willing to risk my life to be with you, though. So take me to your parents, I guess, if this is what you chose,” he said.
“I- I don’t know! I would never want you dead!” she said, shaking her head, torn.
“You said you would rather die than marry Sun,” Bane reminded her. She nodded. “There are always options.” He would never ask her to kill herself for him, but that was the subtle suggestion; if Bane was killed, she could join him. She nodded at him, now determined. They would live together or they would die together, and it didn’t really matter to her which it was.
“All right. Come with me, I’ll take you to my parents. Maybe we can talk some sense into them,” she said, taking his hand and flying away with him right beside her.
There were a lot of stares and a few screams when they reached the City of the Angels, but both Bane and Dawn ignored them, heading straight to Dawn’s house. She entered with Bane’s hand in hers, and her mother dropped the plate she had been scrubbing when she saw them, making it shatter on the floor, and her father gasped in shock.
“Dawn! Get away from him! He’s dangerous!” Night yelled at her, obviously preparing for a fight.
“No, Father, he’s no threat!” Dawn said quickly, stepping in between the two males. Bane was just standing there in a very innocent, non-threatening way, but her father’s fists were clenched. “Mother, Father, this is Bane, and he is my lover.”
“What?” Day asked. Night just stared.
“Bane and I are lovers,” Dawn repeated, stepping into Bane’s embrace. She put one hand on his chest and wrapped the other around his waist, and he wrapped his arms around her.
“This is why you were so upset when we told you about Sun?” Day whispered. Dawn nodded. This seemed to be going rather well.
“You will NOT be wed to a demon!” her father shrieked, ending Dawn’s calm.
“Father, I love him! He loves me! We are together and we love each other! How can you deny me happiness?” she asked, trying to convince him.
“Dawn, for our family’s honor and reputation, and for your own safety, you cannot marry him,” Day said. Night stalked out the kitchen door without a word to anyone.
“No, Father, stay!” Dawn called. She knew he would call the Guard to take Bane away. “Father, no! Please!” She tried to follow him, but her mother blocked her path, grabbing hold of Dawn and keeping her from following her father and stopping him.
“It’s for your own good, Dawn!” Day tried to reason.
“Bane, leave! You have to leave! Please, Bane, go!” Dawn shrieked. Bane turned to leave, but as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, it opened onto the stoic faces of the Guard. Bane backed away, but they grabbed him. “NO!” Dawn screamed, but everyone ignored her.
“I love you, Dawn!” Bane called back as he was forced from the house. Dawn broke free of her mother’s grasp and ran out of the house, but as soon as she got outside she saw the worst sight she had ever witnessed in her life; her father took one of the Guard’s knives, which was handed to him, and cut Bane’s throat in one swift motion. Dawn screamed wordlessly, her pain beyond words. She had never felt such pain in her entire life, had never even known it was possible, but as Bane’s blood stained her porch, she was torn apart inside. She would never be whole again, not while she lived.
She raced over to Bane’s body and kissed his lips, but she didn’t know if he felt her before he died. She hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. Dawn screamed in agony.
“Dawn, be silent!” Night commanded. She rounded on him.
“You killed him!” she screamed. “You killed my love! And in doing so, you killed me!” Dawn snatched the knife from her father’s hand. It still dripped with her lover’s blood, and she smiled for a moment to think that her blood would mingle with his as she died. Before her father could move, she plunged the heart into her heart, and fell across Bane’s body, dead in just a few moments.
Above the angels and far above the demons, where the dead reside, Dawn passed through golden gates and fell into Bane’s arms, together with him again, this time forever. She smiled through her happy tears.


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