Selaphiel "Selah" Tien's Story

Selah was never in line or okay with meeting anywhere, let alone with one of the dank beings she had been told to despise. Now in a drastic turning of the tables she was being order to bond with one. City light filtered into her meeting place, a large park surrounding a small lake that probably was infested with more pollution than the air she was breathing. Nonetheless, she followed her very detailed directions to a T. Someone upstairs must have though it would be funny to force the two to meet in a large park, alone, at the very dark hour of nine at night.

Recent usage of her powers left Selah in her regular emotional catatonic state. It was not as if the lady did not want emotions but her ability was useful, resulting in a total drainage of personality she might have left. Her whole entire life had been this way, resulting in her solitude and exceptional adoration for silence. The power of hers was uncontrollable, often sucking emotions from those that did not want such thing to happen. Alas, she was strong with her capabilities, proving a necessity to the big man upstairs, as she did his bidding as he pleased. She could not deny his orders, let alone ignore them.

The innocent looking angel decided to dress her part at least, the higher ups had told her to do as such. 'As a representation of Heaven-' Selah recited the lines over in her head and must have heard them hundreds of times before taking the descending pathway to the human realm. Cool air swept through the thick green leaves, rustling them into a whirlwind of crisp noise in the surprisingly silent night. The bright full moon reflected lightly across her pale skin illuminating it into an ethereal shimmer. For the occasion of meeting her 'bond' Selah chose an icy blue dress made of fine lace. The fabric clung to her waist, only to fall lightly to atop her knee in a soft manner. She smoothed the soft material once more while gazing out into the darkness, hoping her bond would arrive soon. A twinge of her did hope that whoever it is would be pleased with her, but that was a very small part.

Jon looked at the park with hate and anger of course this is how he looked at everything he can't feel any other emotion besides anger and hate while amongst other beings including the other princes. His powers had a no exception rule. Before he was at the park he went to a drug store to replenish his pack of smokes as well as grab a bottle of Jack for when he got home. While in the drug store he found a man who was only looking for something to drink. Jon sensed the anger inside of the man when he took a closer look he saw that this man just saw his wife with another man and in retaliation he want to kill his cheating wife and her "Secret" lover. This put an angry grin on Jon's face he walked over to the man and said "You want to kill her shes a whore and a whore deserves to die in a brutal manner. Now go and kill her or you can be a little kitty about it and let her continue to shame you." Without using any words the man simply charged out of the store his fists in a tight fist Jon felt the anger and was angry himself "Goddamn I have to go to the park!" he paid for his things and left the store.

Jon walked into the park he figured that his 'bond' would be in the center of the park "Typical everyone has to the center of the park just to meet a person. Pisses me off." In a rough way he pulled out a smoke put it in his mouth and lit it up. Taking in a deep breath he felt himself relax a little. When he finally reached the center of the park he found a girl in a what he could guess a blue dress walking up to her he yelled out "I could only hope that you are the person I am supposed to meet if not then screw it let there be a war." When he got closer he felt his anger vanish all the hate and anger from everyone seemed to disappear he was caught a little speechless from this.

"I could only hope that you are the person I am supposed to meet. If not then screw it, let there be a war."

Her quite moment in the moonlight went from emotionless to anger. It filled her, consumed her soul in a burning fire, but then a feeling struck her, one she had not experienced. The effect was immediate, as if tons of water had receded from the shell littered shoreline of her mind, taking with it all debris and wreckage of the past. Selah had no idea what was happening, but it felt amazing. As each second passed, the feeling never dwindled. The weight on her soul fled at the sight of the tall man approaching her. It was not as if any sort of infatuation had occurred, relief was at it was.

By the time she could respond, he had made his way over to her, puffing on a cigarette nonchalantly. "Se-Selah. I'm Selah." She stood and offered her hand, noting her small stature next to his. A twinge of emotion escape her, a rare event. Her ability to process her own emotions seemed to overwhelm her light voice.

Jon looked at her and he took her hand at the moment he was still grasping what exactly he was feeling. Was it relive, happiness, excitement, or simply gas? He patted her hand gently "I am Jon Blackwood in a different world I am known as Satan the Prince of Wrath. I-I am actually pleased to meet you." Jon gave a full smile never in his years of existence has he felt anything but anger around another person. He noticed his hands were still on Selah removing them quickly with a moment of humility that passed quickly for him. Looking around the park he said "Do you want to eat or do something? We can just stand in the middle of the park if you want to." he dropped his cigarette and stamped it out and pulled out another one and lit that one as well breathing out a puff of smoke.

Jon shrugged "I have been to this place a few times people here are always angry and I help them into doing what they want." the way he said it made it seem like what he does is a good thing using his powers to force other to do something that will end up with them in Hell. Jon thought for a moment "There is a diner close by I remember it because I... influenced a waitress to throw boiling oil in her mangers face." He figured he wasn't leaving a good impression on the angel considering his role in Earth among with his other habits such as smoking and as she will sure to find his drinking. Jon waited for her answer the diner was his first thought he was thinking of other places they could go to in case she didn't want to go. At this point he had gotten over the fact he had control over his own emotions. Looking at her he saw a soft glow in her eyes as well as with the rest of her. He was different he seemed to make the things around him grow darker and his eyes completely different from a human with black sclera's rather than white and his iris being a blood red color.