Fallen

 Prolog 

Seraph floated over a field of terrible battle an angelic fortress was besieged by legions of demons. The attack had been going on for some time, the demons having broken through the outer defense in several locations and demons were driving the angelic host back into the inner defenses. Seraph hoped the reinforcements have come in time he was the commander of a host one of several host under one of archangels. Seraph awaited the command of his archangel to join the battle. 

Seraph is one of the seraphim the most skilled warriors of the heavenly hosts. Seraph stood tall lean and toned, his silver gold hair flowing and eyes of an ethereal violet shining. Armored in shining armor inlaid with silver and gold, his pure white wings flapping as he floated in the air. Seraph led a host of dozens of fellow seraphim and hundreds of lesser angels awaiting the command to attack. His host was one of three prepared to advance into the conflict. 

Seraph heard a horn call rise above the din of the battle below. The signal of advance come from one of the cherubim at the side of the archangel. Seraph sent out element into the battle to drive out the demons and retake the wall of the fortress. He watched as his host descended angels with light cannon fired into the hordes of demons destroying many in blast of holy fire. The demons broke as the light blast rained down and other angels came among them with shining spears and swords. Seraph saw the attack quickly drive the demon hordes out beyond the wall. The horns called again and seraph sent the remainder of his host out to join the rest in routing the demons. Seraph remained above the battle with his seraphim around him he was troubled. The battle was going well but he had seen only lesser demons. Demons in the forms of deformed animals, and of shadow, and mindless hordes of insectoid creatures. Seraph wondered who commanded these lesser demons as they would never come together unless commanded. 

Seraph watched the host advance on all fronts the angels were driving the hordes of demon in rout. A dark figure suddenly rose above the hordes of demons and from the figure a darkness extended and the demon hordes fled under the darkness. The host stop at the edge of the darkness an uneasy silence falling as they waited for what came next. Seraph saw the darkness stir and suddenly the ranks were rocked by explosions of hell fire. Then out of the darkness came the demon hordes and legionaries. The legionaries in their dark armor began cut a swath of destruction as they came against the ranks of the angel host. Seraph saw the darkness advance with the demons bolts of hell fire exploding among the ranks of the angels. The archangel came forward to stop the advance of the demons and rally the angels he put call forth holy light. The light shone out and drove back the dark the demons faltered and the angels rallied. With the retreat of the darkness the demons final move was revealed for out of the retreating dark came more demons of wrath and pride that drove into the angel host. 

Seraph prepared to enter the battle himself as he saw the figure that created the darkness appear and moved to engage the archangel. He was a much like an angel but had wings of purest black. He could only be a dark angel or something worse. Seraph flew past through explosions of holy light and hell fire as he moved through the front lines followed by his seraphim. They came to front and through themselves into the battle. Seraphs shining blade flashed out as he slew demons and blocked attacks from dark whips and blades. Seraph felt no weariness as he fought with his angels but suddenly there were no more enemies a space had opened in the combat and Seraph and a dozen of his seraphim stood in the middle of a space of calm. Seraph flew up to get a gauge on the battle and saw that it had become a scene of chaos. Still angel and demon gunners were exchange blast of light and fire and the armies were striving back and forth against one another.  Above the fighting the archangel was in combat with the dark angel. The archangels holding a shining staff of light and the dark angel with a whip of dark fire. When the combatants came together the battlefield would shutter His attention was drawn across the battlefield where an armored juggernaut was doing battle with another Seraphim.  

Seraphs attention was drawn back to his own part of the battlefield a group of demons was approaching. The demons he descended and watched the approaching forms. He saw that the one in the lead was another dark angel he was geared and sable armor and with a dark sword. His troops were armored like their leader though they had no visible weapons. Seraph and his angels moved forward and began the fight. Seraph fought with all his skill but found himself outmatch. Each exchange we would move into an attack and with contemptuous ease his enemy would block and counter his strikes. Seraph had a taken a number of cuts when the dark angel grabs him by the throat. The dark angel looked up at seraph as he held him up in the air Seraph saw from his position that his seraphim had been beaten. From what he could see of the battle the demons were driving the angels back and the archangel was barley holding off his enemy. Then from the dark angel came a pulse of power and everything went black. 

Ch 1 

Seraph awoke with a haze mind he did not know where he was and the last thing he remembered was fighting against the demons. He raised his head to look around and saw a dark room bare of almost everything. The moved to rise but about halfway up he noticed that he was almost nude someone had stripped him of his armor revealing the lean toned body. Seraph also noticed that he was chained his hands and feet were shackled and chained to the wall. He tried to spread his wings, but he could not almost as if his wings were bound to his body. Seraph found that he could stand and sit okay but that is about it. 

Seraph moved around trying to work out where he was and why he was there when he heard a noise. He head jerked to a corner of the room that was utterly dark and his eyes widened as he saw a being emerge from the darkness. It was a male in the form of an angel he had pale silver skin his body was toned showing muscle. His face was aquiline and almost beautiful with dark hair and ruby eyes. Seraph however knew that this was no angel the other wore a mocking smile and revealed wings that were raven black. The dark angel came forward revealing itself fully to seraph and looking at his body with a predators eyes. Seraph saw the intense study the dark angel was giving him his lean body and pale golden skin. His face which many called beautiful with violet eyes and silver golden hair. 

The dark angel finished his study of seraph and spoke to him. "Yes, I knew that you were the one" said the dark angel, "The one for what? I will not give you anything demon you might as well kill me." Seraph responded. The dark angel gave him another mocking smile "That is where you are wrong" The dark angel said "I have chosen you and you will give me everything in the end, and I am not some simple demon I am a prince and I am not to be denied." Seraphs mind reeled in horror he had fallen into the hands of a demon prince; one of the seven he knew that his chances for escape were almost gone but he knew he had to find a way to escape. The Demon prince continued to smile at him as his faced the dawning futility of the situation. "As to killing you I could and claim your soul but, I have a much better goal in mind I am going to break you and then I am going to claim you as my own." The demon prince told him "Don't you know how easy it is to fall all it takes is a loss of faith in one thing and the willingness to take up faith in something new." "My sweet angel I am going to make sure that your faith is utterly destroyed and when you are alone, abandoned, and your wings have turned gray. I will be there to give you a new faith and purpose to fill you with new power and to watch your wings turn as black as my own." "I will never join you, I will never break, and you cannot take me without me giving into you" seraph shouted at the prince. The prince looked at him with his predatory gaze "You will, you will have no other choice I will take you to the depths of pain and the heights of pleasure. You will be broken and when the light fades from you. I will fill you with darkness and you will be mine make no mistake about it." “As for you having to accept me that only applies to mortals, I could take you now but that would destroy you making you less than desirable to me “The Demon prince got up and walked back to the dark corner "You had better rest now my sweet angel because soon your ordeal shall begin in earnest. Just remember that the sooner you submit the sooner it will end." 

“Wait” asked Seraph “What happened in the battle and to the others”. The prince turned and gave him a mocking smile. “The battle ended with a victory for your angels” said the prince “Pride could not overcome the archangel and Wrath could not crush the angelic army before reinforcements arrived and then we were overcome and forced to retreat”. “I cared little if we won or lost after I got my trophies” the prince mocked “I took you and the other surviving seraphim others are breaking them but you are mine”. Then the prince disappeared in the darkness. 

Ch 2 

Seraph had fallen into dark thoughts after the demon prince left him. He remained unmoving and unaware until he was jerked back into consciousness when the demon prince spoke. “You seem troubled” said the prince “are you considering what I said before it would go much easier on you if you submitted.” “I will never submit to you demon” Seraph replied. The demon prince gave a predatory smile and said “Good it means I can enjoy breaking you.”  

“I was wonder why you told me about the battle” said Seraph “you would never truthfully admit that you lost” The demon prince gave him a mocking smirk “I have no need to lie to you about this the others are the fools who lost the battle and it will break your faith so much more knowing that your people were victorious and will still not save you.” Seraph stirred “You speak of the others as though you are not allies and did not attack together.” The prince gave a cold laugh “You have much to learn about the other princes and how thing work in hell. Pride was there to inflate his ego by beating a powerful angel and Wrath was there for a fight.” The prince expression became hard “The attack went well until they gave into their sins.” Seraph looked at the hard face of the prince “Why were you there if it was their attack” The prince’s predatory grin returned and his eyes shone with red light “We were there as support but that only means Pride and his demons wanted to use us to celebrate. Afterall what else would they think that demons who serve the prince of Lust are good for.” “So, we waited until we could determine the outcome and went trophy hunting. “ 

“Enough talk” said the prince “It’s time to begin.” The prince waved his hands and the chains moved bringing the Seraph upright and hanging. “Now you're going to torture me now?” asked Seraph “Not torture you” said the prince “if I wanted information, I would torture you but I know anything of importance you could tell.” The prince stared the predatory light in his eyes “No I will break you.” The prince slashed at seraph’s chest and with his claws and a few drops of Seraphs golden blood began trickling out. From where the golden blood fell a dark shape oozed up. It moved towards Seraph and began moving up his body. “What is this?” asked the angel as the dark shape concentrated on the wounds. “It is a special creation designed to aid in breaking victims.” replied the prince a sadistic gleam in his eyes. From the dark shape began to radiate dark tendrils that spread across Seraphs body and to his horror began to feel tendrils moving inside his body from the wound. “What is it doing to me?” Seraph asked. A predatory smile came to the prince as the sadistic gleam intensified “It would be no fun if I told you now would it” he replied. As the tendrils draped his body Seraph felt a searing pain begin radiating across his body. He began to scream. 

It felt like it had been going on for ages the searing and burning pain. The dark thing that had attached itself to him was a master of pain for it did not stick to one source. Seraph knew that across his body was cuts and burns were the thing had used the outer tendrils and within Seraph felt burning poisons coursing through his veins. Suddenly the prince touched the dark thing at his chest and the pain began to recede. “Your pain is exquisite but pain is not all that we have to offer. You should feel some of the pleasure we can offer,” said the prince.  The prince touches the thing again and a new feeling began to spread though seraphs body. The tendrils began to move and new poison were pump into seraphs body. Unlike the form attack this was pleasurable. Seraph was quickly brough to a state of euphoria and arousal. The feeling building while seraph tried will all his strength to resist the feeling. This feeling was far worse to Seraph at least the pain was bearable this was new feeling was unbearable especially with the demon watching. The prince watched Seraph squirm trying not to give into the pleasurable feeling. The prince let his own predatory pleasure show as Seraph whimpered. The prince touched the thing again and the pleasure ceased Seraph slumped in his bonds. “Now you have tasted some to the pleasure you will have when you are mine” said the prince “I will let you have some time to consider how long you want to continue resisting.” The dark thing oozed of his body and the chains slackened as Seraph dropped to the floor. The prince left the room as Seraphs pain and pleasure racked fell into darkness.