The Story of Azrael: The Decider of the Fate of Humanity (Part:1)
S etting: A long time ago before time had begun, there had been a place known before it was lost a place with floating shores called Atlantis. In this city there were many inhabitants, imbued with magic. The creatures are those from legend, though humanity wrote about them marking them as monsters from myth. Though truly they were intelligent creatures living in a makeshift society, filled with magic and wonder that human beings couldn't comprehend...
Their stories were lost in time when the gods grew jealous of their beauty and sunk their home to the bottom depths of the sea... but their stories have been spoken through me and are now being read by you...
Now their words will again be written in the history of time, through the thoughts and imaginations of those open to hear the words spoken within the drops of the rain...
The Story of Azrael
The Decider of the Fate of Humanity
Azrael watched as the clouds darkened to an ominous black, reflecting her feelings of repressed rage building inside her. She glared across at the circle of seats in front of her all filled with many different kinds of angels, all mimicking her same stubborn behavior about the situation.
Their meeting was being held outside of town in the meadow hidden away inside the forest. Destructive vines overran the area slowly turning the marble chairs into rubble. While small thick bushes grew around the chairs, acting as tables holding drinks, food, and on this occasion, war plans.
"You're being unreasonable Azrael," murmured Thanatos from across the circle. The new heir to the angel throne, through marriage, was obviously enjoying his new sway over the angelic counsel. Brushing a stray hair back with the rest of his bronzed mane; his black piercing gaze never left her body. He continued, barely keeping the disgust from his voice, "Your powers are necessary in this situation. You will follow the counsel's orders, because; it is your duty."
Azrael snarled standing up, "I am not bound by your laws. I am not bound by Atlantis's laws. I am not bound by the world's laws. "Azrael moved toward the edge of the meadow to leave, "My powers are meant to keep the balance of the world. Not to kill off a species because someone has a power kick."
A quiet filled the meadow as the angels all looked at Thanatos out of the corner of their eyes. A malicious grin crossed his eyes, causing many of the angels in the group to shudder. He spread is black and silver wings preparing to fly, "Don't worry friends, I'll go talk to her. She will end humanity's reign, one way or another."
Azrael pushed back more brush from her face, wishing she had flown away instead of walked. Breaking through a large bush to a small grove, she sat down to take a break. "This seemed like a better idea before I did it..."
"Yes it was princess..."
Azrael heart jumped to her throat as she recognized that voice, and really started to wish she had flown instead. Trying to keep from trembling, she moved her hand to her silver knife on her belt under her blue tunic. "Hello, Thanatos."
Thanatos jumped down from a tree above her, landing knelt at her feet, "You were a naughty girl, Azrael."
Azrael slowly unsheathed her weapon while pretending to make herself more comfortable, "I am not a weapon."
With lightning reflexes Thanatos's hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing tighter and tighter while she struggled to breath, "You are what I say you are."
Azrael saw spots before her eyes as Thanatos bend close to her ear and whispered something she couldn't even concentrate enough to listen to. As her world started getting dark she felt her hand tighten around something in her hand...a...knife.
With a flash she struck out with the knife at the hand around her throat, then felt a rush of air fill her lung as a yelp snarl erupted from Thanatos.
She struggled to her feet and ran deeper into the brush dropping the knife in her confusion. As her sight came back she realized she was running back the way she had come. The brush was too thick for her to fly, her only hope was to get to the meeting meadow.
He would never attack her in front of so many people, he wasn't that bold.
She crashed through the brush and trees, scratching her arms and legs. Her wings and tunic getting caught in the branches so that she had to keep stopping and pulling herself out; always listening and waiting for Thanatos to show up any moment.
She crashed through the trees to the other side where the counsel should have been. She walked out to see an empty area. No one was there. She looked up to the sky, she could barely see them in the distance flying away. She lifted her wings to begin flight, but then he feet got kicked out from under her.
"That wasn't very nice," Thanatos sneered as he pinned her wings behind her back. He put his heavy body on top of her's then used his one arm to pin both her arms over her head. In his other hand he held the knife between his fingers where blood was dripping down his arm. "You need to learn to be obedient. Allow me to teach you." Azrael opened her mouth to scream, but Thanatos quickly covered her mouth with his lips, and gagged her with his tongue. He then used the hand with the knife to cut the shirt off.
She felt the silver blade against her skin and froze as a shiver went up her spine. She then felt the blade go down by her pants. The cool blade touching between the lips of her pussy, moving up and down it; then the blade struck up cutting the pants off with the blade.
Taking the time to breathe in the scent of her fear, he ripped the rest of her shirt and tunic and wrapped her arms up over her head. He watched her wriggle under his grip, but while she fought the restraints on her arms he used that moment to wrap up her legs with destroyed pants.
He looked down at her porcelain skin showing beads of sweat sliding down her breasts. He felt his pants grow tight as his eyes followed a tear of sweat pass over her tight stomach down between her legs. He watched her legs try to free themselves from the restraints and between the twisting saw her pussy wet with sweat and waiting for his cock to enter.
He moved closer to her bending down on top of her with his legs spread apart. He felt his cock throbbing as his fingertips caressed up her sides towards her breast. The compulsion to take her grew more and more unbearable with every touch; even being in her presence made his restraint harder and harder to control. He moved his lips down to breast and began licking the tit, while massaging both her breasts.
Azrael felt his control losing. She always felt his barely controlled restraint in her presence. She had that effect on sexes attracted to her. She tried to keep her mind clear...but his touch. She felt his touch vibrate throughout her body. She felt power exploding from his fingertips, from his tongue, she felt his power was caressing her skin; increasing her pleasure till she moaned.
When Thanatos heard her moan he lost control. He sent a shimmer of power through his clothes causing them to disappear. He spread her legs with his hands and began caressing her hot, wet pussy. Caressing in and out with his fingers he sent pulses of power through her body causing the pleasure to amplify.
Her moans and thrusts against his fingers driving him wild, letting him know that he couldn't wait anymore. He spread her lips and inserted his hot cock into her tight pussy. He felt her wriggle against him as he continued to thrust, trying to make him thrust faster. Giving in he began to thrust faster and deeper, feeling his lust growing and growing; his cock growing bigger inside her and pulsing with the need for release, the need to fill her with his seed.
He felt the heat rising inside him felt his body burning with desire, every moan driving him even wilder, every movement bringing him closer to release. He thrust hard and deep, causing her to gasp. His body's pleasure increasing to its tipping point, the pleasure vibrated throughout his body till he gasped as his cock pulsed inside her as she came. He filled her pussy with his cock as he began, thrusting deeper and harder so that he could fill her completely with his seed.
As he felt his body weaken with exhaustion and felt her do the same he collapsed on top of her. He started petting her hair and breathed into her ear, "You are mine."
She watched as he slowly stood over her and his clothes suddenly appeared on him again. He bit his lip as he looked at her again, "Now for your punishment." He used his wing to pet her nipple, "I'm going to leave you here. Like this." He spread his wings and took off a little above the ground, hovering over her, "When I'm done punishing you wife, I expect that you are obedient from now on. Or I'll have to start to really punish you."