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_.late for a party ._

"I never liked parties."

There he was, a young looking guy walking through the streets alone with a big jacket and a fluffy hood covering him from the rain. it was getting dark and the noises of the cars honking and people talking was getting irritating.

The guy was holding a small box while trying to cover it so it didn't got wet with the rain, all his thoughts were filled with excuses so he didn't had to go to a party he was invited, he never liked them. Parties are always filled with people, now at this age they would also be filled with drunk people or sexual activities. He was invited by a old classmate, it was going to be fun they said...

The boy looked up for a moment as the raindrops hit his face. Suddenly a big cloud of smoke hit him from behind, a loud crash was heard from behind causing everyone to panic

The boy looked behind, something had hit the ground from a long distance like a small meteor

There wasn't much of damage not more than some destruction around the accident and hurt people that was hit by some rocks that were thrown up thank to the impact.

The boy had two options

Run and don't look back or... go help the others.

He possessed a green soul. Kindness was his soul trait so he chose the second option.

He went directly to help others, helping the up and checking for any injuries.

That was until he got to the very center of the accident, no one was around... at least that was what he thought.

"That's...breathing?"

He asked to himself. Indeed, breathing was heard from the hole where the impact happened

He slowly approached the accident zone, leaning towards to look closely

There it was a skeleton, breathing with difficulty and having scars all around their body.

The boy didn't thought twice and went to the body, looking at the injuries quickly noticing that the monster was unconscious.

He went to search his phone in his pocket to call an ambulance but he found nothing but a few coins.

"Great." He said out loud with a groan. He looked around to see if there was anyone near, it was only the two of them.

"Don't...call anyone." A voice came from the skeleton, it was shaky and deep...

...

He had arrived home. The skeleton was laying down on the bed, all his wounds were cleaned and bandaged, his clothes were changed to clean ones and was being well treated..

There was a problem and is that from the skeleton's eye sockets a weird black liquid was falling down, the human tried to clean them as much until most of his cloth were filled with the liquid and he gave up, knowing the liquid would not stop.

The human was standing in front of the skeleton, staring at them with open eyes in case they moved.

"Who are you...?"

The human asked silently, a small sigh escaping his lips when he did so.

He turned around to step away and go to the kitchen, when he felt something take his hand. He turned his head and looked down, the skeleton had taken his hand, this made him perk up.

"Oh! hey, try not to move, you might hurt yourself-"

He started, but suddenly his soul was outside of his chest, now shining with a beautiful blue color.
He started to feel heavy, his knees started to get weak with every second it passed.

Blue magic... He had heard of it before, he had never seen it in front of him though, it was new and strange.

Before he could say something more or even react, he was pushed against the wall behind him, hitting his head against the concrete
A groan was heard from him, he started to panic.

he looked at the bed, the skeleton had gotten up from it now standing up, a red target like shining thing in their chest was shining intensely as they approached the human.

"Who are you?"

The skeleton asked, more of the strange liquid was pouring from it's eye sockets.

"Ah... Angel! I'm Angel Flowers."

The human desperately said, holding up a hand for the other to stop.

"Don't hurt me! I... I-"

The skeleton fell on his knees, a knife had appeared on his hand, the human tried to move but the heavy feeling on his soul stopped from doing so.
A gasp escaped his lips the moment he saw the skeleton stand on his knees in front of him, the knife in both of their hands in the top of their head ready to stab him...

The knife went directly into his chest, the boy started to cough blood.
He tried holding onto the others wrists as the knife rested inside of his chest, but the monster took out the knife just to keep stabbing over and over...

More of the liquid leaked from his eye sockets.

With weak knees, he stood up and stared down at the now lifeless body laying down on the floor.

"An angel with no wings..."

The killer said, the knife fell from his hand along with some of the black liquid drops from his eye sockets.

"I should call the boss... Hm, where did that kid left my phone?"

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