Prologue

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Vaggie blinked open her remaining eye, she struggled to get up, failing due to the pain in her upper back from where her wings used to be. Desperate to not be in such a vulnerable situation she debated whether or not to call for help, not like anyone would answer anyways... the golden blood was still dripping down from her eye socket, but she didn't even care if anyone saw her like this at this point. Just as she was about to drift from consciousness, a shadow of a woman appeared over her. "Oh dear me, what a pity. It seems like the exorcists aren't so mighty after all." The woman said in a mock teasing voice. Vaggie would have liked to stab whoever this was right then and there if she wasn't hurt, she managed to mouth a few words. "Help me...please..." The shadow tilted its head. "How pathetic...hmm, now that I've got a good look at you, I think you might be useful for something! How about this exorcist girl, you work for me and give me your soul. In exchange, I'll have someone fix you and you can live in my tower." The exorcist didn't care at this point about the conditions, she vigorously nodded her head. "Yes, I'll do it." Shadow moved away and Vaggie felt herself slip out of consciousness.

Little did this poor Angel know, that this might've been the worst decision of her life.


Meanwhile Charlie, hearing noises coming from outside she stepped out, peering behind the door handle. The alley on which she was staring at was empty, the only traces of anything ever being there were a few drops a golden blood. Did an exorcist come by here? Charlie thought. How did they get hurt? Charlie decided not to dwell on it and returned inside however.

(Sorry yall the prologue is short, the chapters will be longer! Kisses darlings ^^)

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