~Angel Academy~ OPEN!

I'm actually scared o-o

Eh, no need to be. I said compassionate, not murderous. XDD

Emma weakly stumbled through the woods, leaving the sight of her destruction when she had heard the sirens of firetrucks, barely able to keep her eyes open as all the alcohol in her system now took its toll. Suddenly, a gunshot rang through the trees, followed by a cry mixed with her own as the same slashing pain ripped through her head, making her knees buckle beneath her. The images flashed in her mind, her eyes shutting tightly as the pain increased. Christian, not far from where she was; a bullet in his head. Gasping as the pain faded, she felt her heart lurch as she staggered to her feet, rushing to where he was. The demon may have not meant much to her, but in this lonely world, he was the only thing she had left to turn to. If she lost him too, she would officially be alone in the world.

Reaching the place where he was, she dropped to her knees, and turned him over, her jaw clenched tightly as she felt for a pulse shouting out when she didn't find one. Placing her hands over his chest, she pumped and tried to get his heart to beat, failing just like she did with Amber. Closing his nose and putting her mouth to his (XP), she tried to breath air into his lungs but still got nothing. "F-CK!" she screamed, slamming her fist on the ground and pulling at her hair with her other hand. I lost Amber, I won't loose you, gosh dammit! she thought to herself, grabbing one of his arms and putting it over her shoulder and somehow managing to support his weight.

Heading for the school which she knew wasn't far, she went tripping and and falling through the muddy forest until she saw the lights, a small sigh of relief in her heart. Limping as her left leg started to go lame, she ground her teeth together as she dragged herself and Christian's lifeless body up the stairs, kicking the door open and almost loosing her balance. "Help!!!" she shouted in the empty hall, hoping to God someone, anyone, would hear her. Seeing one of the Archangels come around a corner and look at her funny, as soon as she saw Christian, her jaw tightened and she hurried over, helping the nearly collapsing girl. Taking the demon to the infirmary, the Archangel put him in one of the beds(?) and started to work.

Falling into the chair in the room, Emma watched helplessly as the woman worked, her body too weak and tired to move. All she could do was pray, pray that he would come back.

STILL! O_O And nice post man C: I only gots one more question on my book report and then I’ll post mkay?

M'kay.

Back.

Blarg, I'm doing homework for Spanish; I get to color penguins! XD Don't ask.

Satan looked up at the ceiling as if hearing a thud only sounding to his ears. “Looks like someone’s calling you back.” Christian rolled his eyes, “I ain’t going back. That place can kiss my a**.” Satan chuckled at the boys choice of words. “Even if I told you that it was Emma.” Christian unfolded his arms from around his chest and stared at him, left eye twitching a bit. “Emma?” He questioned. He shuffled his feet, looking down at the floor for a moment. “I’m still not going back.” Christian said, the statement more like a question. “You know you will.” Satan countered, showing off a devious grin.

Just like that, Christian was in that vat of darkness again, swearing so loud that he thought mother Earth could hear his screams. He felt pain again, it was agonizing, but he couldn’t move anything. Remember when Christian committed suicide? He shot himself in the brain, something that would make him forever handicapped. He’d never be the same.

“Emma..” his words were slurred and his lips fell over each other. “Where’s Emma..” His eyes looked at the people hovering above him. Archangels. They looked at each other and one gave a nod to the other. Retrieving a needle they pressed it into his arm. “God dammit..” He muttered, not knowing if they heard his cursing or not.

A while later, Christian woke up, this time in a comfier bed. He could move and Emma was sitting right beside him. Looks like Satan had a play with his brain. He felt…normal. “F-ck you..” He whispered to the ground, “F-ck you.” Christian looked over at Emma and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes. “Emma.” He asked, one hand on her neck and one on her knee. It was so he could balance himself. Not as much intimacy as they had in the hospital. “Emma wake up..” He pleaded, giving her lips a soft peck.

Crapy xD LOL. And LUCKY D: <

Eh hehbaldothdja. XD Had a moment. Posting...

Interesting xD LOLOLOLOLLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLOLOL

Emma was sleeping peacefully beside Christian, her head resting in the niche between her neck and her shoulder, her bangs drooping over her face. Probably for the first time in this girls life her dreams weren't demented nightmares of torment; just simple memories of better times in her life. Whispers of old friends echoed in her head, calming her fractured mind back into a state of sanity. Feeling a hand on her neck and on her knee, a flicker of pain crossed her face as her joint bent at an awkward angle. Then there was the gentle calling of her name, telling her to wake up, and a soft peck on her lips.

Eyelids fluttering open, it took her a moment to come back to consciousness after her entrancing dream. Eyes barely open, she blinked a few times and looked around, her memory taking a moment to recognize Christian's face, but as soon as it did, a jolt of happiness rushed through her. Now fully awake, she straightened up and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly and squeezing her eyes shut, gripping his shirt. "Oh, God, I thought I'd lost you!" she whispered, a single tear leaking out and falling down her face, dripping onto the fabric of his shirt.

"I'm so sorry about what I said, Christian, I never meant it. It wasn't your fault," she rambled, sniffing back the tears gathering in her eyes, " I was just so angry and hurt, I didn't want to believe, and I'm so sorry…" Burying her face in the crook of his neck, she felt tears of happiness slip out, her heart aching as she embraced him, breathing in his scent. There was no lust in her mind or body, only the joy that she wasn't all alone in this world, that she did have someone; someone who she could trust.

I have a little bit of homework left, but I'm here! :)

Just got back from getting my haircut…And I want my old hair back…I don’t like my new hair.

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Here it is… http://tinypic.com/r/2d2j4wg/7 not the best picture either o-o I was kinda sad/mad because I was really looking forward to get a good haircut…T wT I know the hairdresser tried..but…:/

Nah, I like it! But maybe that's just me. XD I think it frames your face very nicely. Sorry, that was really cheesy. But I honestly do like it. :)

Sorry Kate, you may have already responded but do you have any free charries?

Sorry, but I don't. Emma was the only one I made. I've had her for almost a year now, so she's developed a lot and I'm just so used to only usuing her.

It's okay. xD I know how that feels.

I think it looks stupid and I hate it. I want my old hair back. My bangs are too short and I can’t hide half my face behind them now. Urg…I’m an idiot…I should have just gotten a freakin’ trim. And it doesn’t matter if everyone else says it’s okay..it’s my hair and I hate it and no one’s going to convince me otherwise..I need more hats… T WT I’m going to log off for a bit..

You are stupid xD Your hair is okaaaay.Now get your a$$ here and reply to me xD

Hur... XD

MY HAIR SUCKS DX < And I don't think any different. I guess it's ohkay. I just want my old bangs back and I'd be fine.

Christian held Emma close and kissed the top of her head. How could he give up the love he had on Earth for all the hate in Hell? (Reminds me of the song, All your hate by BVB <333) “Emma…I’m the one who shot myself...” Christian whispered into her hair. “I hate Earth…I don’t like it here at all...” He admitted, pulling her closer against his chest. All this time, Christian never knew it but he was alone. No one really knew him. The real him. Emma did. Christian bit his lip and stroked her hair. “I’m sorry...” He choked out, tears leaking out from his eyes. “I-I’m sorry!” He mumbled, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

All the time he spent on Earth, he had become weak. Huh, and he was the future Satan? Look at him. He couldn’t take it. He cracked easily. Christian couldn’t even believe it was him. He had been spending too much time around angels and humans. Demons were the way to go. Emma was just as bad-ass as them. He loved hanging out with her. A friend Christian needed. “Emma….” He whispered. “I’m sorry about everything.” He said, tears calming down a bit.

Christian let her go, reluctantly. “You shouldn’t have helped me, you know.” He said, peering over at her. “I was in Hell…” He said, chuckling a bit, shaking his head. “Damn..” he muttered, playing with the edge of the blanket. “You should go sometime.” He murmured sarcastically. Christian pulled his legs up to his chest and draped his arms over his knees. “I guess it’s just us now…huh?” He asked, staring at the door of the infirmary room. “Just us…” When him and Emma first met, there were five of them. Amber, Christian, Emma, Daniel, and Alexandria. Christian and Emma were here, Amber was dead, Daniel was in exile…and Alexandria? No one knew where she was..

im here im here!But Rawr,i need to know what to do with Elena.So please tellme what you think of my idea.Replying wif Raven

Hey Rawr,i really don't like this,the whole thing.It's clearly a betray to Elena,and me. -.- i don't like it.We are RolePlaying them for so long and she is even prego and now you just delete her? >.<