The Story Of Daemon Hartles

Before humans controlled the earth there existed two tribes which are still currently known. Those were the angels and demons. They once lived in peace, but their different cultures got them into arguments which then turned into fights which then turned into a bitter war between the two tribes. This story is about a demon who lived during the war. His name was Daemon Hartles. He was born in a poor family. His siblings were all violent and cruel. He also tried to be the same as his brothers and sisters, but deep inside he knew that it wasn't the right thing to do. He kept his thoughts secret and acted as if he was like everyone else. For years he kept silent about his denial, but one sad day, he accidentally gave himself away. He had battle training in school and the elderly demons had captured a young angelgirl. The elderly then told the students to attack the young girl with all their force, to punish her for being an angel. The students lined up and when it was their turn they attacked the poor girl. It was terrible. The young angel had nothing to defend herself with and she was nearly killed. She was bleeding almost everywhere and she had cuts and bruises all over her body. Then it was Daemons turn. He looked at the girl and lifted his fist. He tried and tried to live up to his tribe's name, but he couldn't harm this poor angel. "I refuse." He said to the elderly. "What did you say? Are you taking the side of angels now, you impostor!? I should have known it." The elderly said and punched Daemon on the ground. Daemon crawled back to the crowd, but everyone avoided him and looked at him contemptuously. The day ended and Daemon was walking home from the school when two of his friends came by. They started kicking Daemon in the stomach. "You're a disgrace to demons!" They yelled. Daemon was hurt very badly, but he managed to escape. "Why did i fail like this..." He thought in his mind. When he arrived to his home his parents were standing outside. "You idiot!" His father yelled at him and slapped him on the face. "What kind of demon do you think you are!? You've wrecked our good name!" His father yelled to him and pushed him on the ground. "You're not welcome here anymore." He said and went back inside with his wife. They sealed the door and even though Daemon pummeled the door, they wouldn't let him inside. Daemon left, depressed and without anyone by his side. "I-... I'm a complete failure..." He thought in his mind as he started walking away from his house. He noticed the angelgirl hiding behind a rock. She signed Daemon to come talk to her. "How did you escape?" Daemon asked her.  "While their attention was on you, i managed to escape through the window." She told Daemon. "But why did you refuse to attack me? Don't demons hate angels?" She asked. "I don't. I don't hate anything that I don't find to deserve it. You haven't done anything bad to me so why should I have done anything to you either?" Daemon answered. "You're quite a wise thinker." The angel answered. "But i need to escape from here."  She added. "There is only one exit from here. It's that mountain that goes to the clouds. Together they started to climb the mountain. It was really hard, but they had enough determination to push forward. They started to arrive to the top. "Um... Daemon? Was that your name? Do you... Do you want to come with me to the clouds?" The young angel asked.  "I... That would be a pleasure!" Daemon answered to her. He felt something new again. "What is this feeling?" He asked from the angel. "I think it's happiness." The angel answered and smiled. Daemon smiled back. "I think this might be something more..." He thought to himself. They were right about to enter the clouds, but quickly two hands gribbed them. It was the elderly. "And where do you think you're going? I thought that i might give you a second chance, but this proves it. You're an impostor and you deserve to die a very painful death!" They said as they grabbed the angel. "But first. I want to see the look on your face when your little friend dies." He created a fireball, which he then launched at the young angel. "AAAH!" She yelled as the fire burned her skin. The elder demon continued to burn her with his fire. "Well? How does it feel when your friend is getting burned alive right in front of your eyes?" He laughed. Daemon couldn't hold it. He pushed off the elder holding him, and rammed towards the elder shooting fire. He pushed him towards the cliff.  The elder moaned in pain. He punched the elder in the face, which caused him to tremble backwards and down from the cliff. "You'll never win!" He yelled as he fell into the dark oblivion. The other elderly then quickly escaped from the scene. Daemon then quickly ran to the angel. "Are you ok!? I'll carry you to the hospital!" He yelled and picked up the young angel. He ran through the cloudbarrier as fast as he could. It was bright. He couldn't see almost a thing, exept two large bodies moving towards him. They were angels. "What have you done to this young girl!?" The other of the angels yelled. "I haven't done anything-" Daemon tried to answer, but he was knocked on the ground. "Seal him in the prison." The other angel said. They then proceeded to strike Daemon in the head so hard that he lost his consciousness. He woke up in a dark cell. He noticed a guard in front of the cell. "Where did you take her!?" He yelled to the guard. "The young angel? We killed her. She came from the earth so her soul was dirty." "What!? You... You killed her... I..." Daemon weeped. He leaned down. "I... I loved her... She made me able to feel love..." He thought to himself. "I will follow her. It doesn't matter if it will only be my soul. I will be with her forever!" He said as he grabbed his chest, pushed his hand inside and ripped off his heart. He collapsed on the ground. "I'm coming my dear..." He whispered as his vision faded away.