The Demon’s Bride

Sister Blythe didn't speak. She refused to utter a single word in front of Ian and Elise knows it was because the woman didn't allow herself, thinking that she would stoop low if she spoke with a demon.

"You are hiding something about the corrupted angels, are you?" Ian asked again, "I can force you to speak if you want to." Ian had ways; although the ways would be bloody and gory which he didn't want to use for the sole reason of Elise's presence inside the room, the woman was testing his patient and he didn't have lot of it.

"Sister Blythe, you were not like this before," said Elise. She knew the woman would not speak and she had to start for the woman to reveal the secret she held. "In the past you were a kind person. You made that bracelet for me, the bracelet to protect me from seeing things so I could live normal."

"Am I not being kind to you now, Elise?" Sister Blythe raised her brows that were non existence, but the woman didn't know yet her face had reformed to how her true nature was. "And that bracelet you've broken it. Now take that dagger and kill the man beside you. You would not want him to continue contaminating you."

"How did you made that bracelet? Using the power of the angels?" asked Elise, she ignored the woman's order because she would never follow anyone who demand her to kill another, especially when it was Ian. 

"No, corrupted angels have no speck of power. Which why this one over here rely on the dagger. Where did you take this dagger from?" Ian kicked the dagger to his side but instead of taking it, he stepped on it, destroying the gemstone that was red in color. "This dagger doesn't belong in mortal's world." saying this he narrowed his eyes.

Elise looked at the dagger, "Is it from Heaven?" because she didn't think it would be hell. Blythe hated Demons, it would be ironic if she use a dagger from Hell who she despised to the core.

"Yes, I remember seeing this gemstones once. A gemstone to kill Demons," Ian stared at the dagger on his feet which had turned to shatter.

Sister Blythe was taken aback by how quick Ian was able to see through her, and she quickly pulled herself, but Ian and Elise didn't miss the change of the expression, "What do you think a Demon like you would know?"

"Oh, well I visited Heaven once so I know of it more than you do. Corrupted Angels like you are ones that would never be able to step their feet to Heaven for eternity," the words had the anger on Blythe brew stronger. "It's a permanent exile. Even a Demon have more chance to ascend to Heaven." Ian's words were less of a question and more of a mock. He only poured more oil to the fire of hatred set ablaze inside the woman, turning her angrier each second.

"Never think you are high and mighty, Demon," Blythe smiled, her grin reached ear to ear, it was hard for Elise to look at the woman's face as each second, she only looked more frightening. "I will have power soon. He promised me that if I kill fifty demons I would get my power back. Demons are the wrong one. They have never been right. acid they think by living as a human, they could erase the past mistakes they did?" Blythe looked at Elise in the eye to say, "You are sorely mistaken! Demons could never repent."

"So much for the person who said God is merciful," Ian reminded the woman's words from the confession box.

"He is merciful but not for you," Blythe had a smile that died down when looking at Ian. She as forced on the floor by a Demon and this set enough shimmering anger in her. "He had forgiven my father who escaped from Heaven. By sending an angel to my side. He told me that all I need was to show and express my love and compete virtue for God-"

"By killing Demons?" asked Elise, interjecting to the words said by Blythe and the woman didn't mind her doing it for once. "I don't think that person is an angel. God wouldn't do that." But then Elise recount Ian's words of how he was given a bride, which was her, in order to kill him. She was at lost in what to believe.

Blythe shook her head, "I know what I have seen. I have seen his wings, white in color, pure white without any drop or dot of dust. It was beautiful and soon I would have one myself!"

Elise could only see the woman was drunk in power and greediness.

"Hm," Ian grinned, his mischief ran high to his eyes and he snapped his finger. Elise wondered what he was going to do, and she heard him say, "Like this?" in one second, her blue eyes that turned to Ian widened.

From Ian's back, wings sprout out. However, it was not pitch black like the wings they had used to fly to the village. It was pure snowy white in color. The feathers were fine and even seemed sharp. It was completely different than his black wings. At the upper edge of his black wings, a small horn-like bone would appear but the white ones have none.

With white wings behind him, Elise could only think that Ian was an angel as having white wings would convince anyone that he was one; including Blythe whose eyes was struck stunned. Her mouth was left ajar on the sight.

"Y-You are an angel?" Blythe stole the words Elise had in mind. But Elise was quick to cross the thought and Ian confirmed her correction.

"No I am a Demon. One hindered percent Demon without a single blood of an Angel. But see this Blythe, you foolish child. Demons can use magic to fool you and make you think their wings are colored in white. What you have seen is a mistake and so was the killings you did. Doing this only give you lesser chance in attaining wings— which I would kindly to tell you that you would never have one."

Ian's wings flickered and from bellow, the white color turn black. 

"Did you mean I- all this time I was fooled?" Blythe refused to believe it but the truth was out against her eyes. How could she counter Ian's words which was the reality? 

Ian didn't see the need to reply. "Did you get the bracelet from that same person?" Mindlessly, Blythe nodded, she can't care less about anything else. What she thought was close to her, her hope dangling in between her eyes, had been robbed and the woman was struck shock.

Ian continued, "What was his name and appearance?"

"I don't know...." Blythe replied. And useless, thought Ian. The woman didn't know everything. She must had pegged that Elise could see ghost and that was it without knowing she was a sweet child. When he had spoke about Elise being his bride, the woman appeared to know lesser. Blythe continued, "He said he live as a human for a moment. With a human family in a town."

"Do you remember the name?" asked Ian then and the woman seemed to be trying to remember. The shock had made the woman docile and loose mouthed. Ian didn't have to use his power to hold the woman down and she didn't seem to notice it yet.

"Li- Limton, or was Lipton? I didn't quite remember it clearly," her eyes were looking at no where, as if darkness had engulfed her. Answering or not answering was up to her, but she had nothing more to lose and had replied with the thought.

Ian narrowed his eyes further. Everything was falling in piece, and all fell to Lipton Manor. He pulled his coat, taking it off from his body and draped it over Elise. She looked up and he leaned down, his word whispering, "Let's go back."

Elise nodded but before she left she looked at Sister Blythe, "Sister, Demon is also a living being," she reminded. The woman didn't feel the least guilty about her killings but now upon knowing what she beliefs to be wrong, Elise hoped the woman would begin to change.

Yet Elise saw the look of frown subtly appearing on the woman's brows, "They are not."

That was enough words for Elise to nod and turn to walk away. She followed Ian outside the Church, "Do you know where your relatives who took you into this village live at?"

"I think they've moved," Elise said with her eyes looking away from Ian. She was still trying to digest what she saw and heard. "Do all Angels look like Sister Blythe?" They were far different from what shown in the picture books and paintings.

"No, those were curses from God. For Angels who had turned their backs from their own god their face would look like that. It was a test from God to see whether there would still be anyone who would want to stay by their side even after seeing their horrible figure. Either side of her parents would look like that."

Somewhere Elise questioned why Ian would know much more things about Heaven than Sister Blythe herself. Then he told her that he had went to Heaven. Was it a joke? Or was it possible?

"Now that we finish everything, should we go home?" Ian outstretched his hand for Elise to take his hand before they flew back to White Mansion.