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On The Other Side

Jack was quiet most of the night, lost in thought. He eventually said goodnight and went to bed.


Two days later, he cornered Leah in an alley way. He used the tips of his wings to pin her to the wall, growling at her. "Don't see him ever again."
 
Evangel sat on her apartments patio, strumming her acoustic guitar absentmindedly. She hadn't had anything to do that day. She wanted to go see Jack, but she hadn't heard from him.


Dayton strolled lazily through the streets, sending fear and other terrible emotions into the souls of pedestrians walking by.
 
Leah struggled, the stitches on her back painful and pulling against each other. "Let me go!" She exclaimed, thrashing about helplessly.
 
Dayton heard someone yelling from around a corner in an alley. The voice was familiar. Extremely. Quickly, the demon jogged over, rounding the corner to see Jack's wings forcing Leah against the wall, him all up in her face. Dayton fumed, walking over and grabbing the pathetic thing by his wing and throwing him off of her. "Get off her you bastard!"
 
Jack was forced to let her go. He scrambled back to his feet and groaned. "She can still be good! Why won't you let her be good! You don't own her, you demon!" He spun on Dayton.
 
"Is that an insult, little angel? Calling me a demon?" Dayton smirked mercilessly and moved toward him, his eyes blazing with furry. He sent a feeling of pain straight into the angel's heart.
 
Jack growled through the pain. "It's just what you are. Why do you need to drag her with you? You can't have her. She's one of the good ones." He pulled his wings back and pinned Leah again, not needing to look at her to do so.
 
Dayton cooly leaned against the opposite alley wall. "You don't know, do you? Look into her eyes, fool. She's mine now. I made sure and corrupted her reallll good last night," he exclaimed with a wink.
 
Jack turned and looked at Leah's eyes. "You can't have her. Until a demon has marked someone they're still able to be freed. She isn't marked. Just corrupt."
 
Dayton grinned mischievously, pointing to Leah. More specifically, a small mark on the side of her neck, where he had kissed and sucked the other day. "That's her mark. I did mark you, Leah, I just didn't mention it. If it were some normal trashy hickey it wouldn't look like a pentagram,"
 
Leah let out a small whimper as she realised that he was right. She tumbled to the ground as Jack released her, but he quickly picked her back up, the top of his wing holding her by the throat, almost piercing the skin.


"Then she's better off dead." Jack stated. "Better dead than your pawn."
 
"Oh no you don't," Dayton lunged forward, tackling Jack to the ground. He snarled at the angel beneath him and began sending punches straight to his jaw, rage overcoming him. He began sending an overwhelming fear into Jack's mind.
 
Leah watched the fight, amazed. She assumed that Jack would win, but instead, he shoved Dayton off and flew away clumsily, bleeding. Leah sat against the wall, breathing heavily. "You own me now..."


Jack flew to Eva's apartment, tumbling in the window and collapsing on the floor.
 
Dayton remained crouched on the ground, the angel's blood spilled on the pavement below him. He nodded slowly as he rose to his feet and looked at Leah. "I know,"





Evangel was sitting on her couch watching an old movie when Jack came stumbling in, bloody and battered. "What in the world happened to you?" Eva called out as she rushed over to him on the floor.
 
Leah looked up at him, "and you're not happy with me losing that fight, are you?" She whispered.


"Fight. I tried to help Leah. But he marked her. Right on the neck." Jack muttered.
 
Dayton walked over to Leah, his expression emotionless. "You still have a lot to learn." Was all he said before leaning in and giving her a short, hard kiss, biting her lip in the process. She was his.


Evangel nodded and rushed to get some antiseptics and bandages. He seemed okay despite a huge bruise forming on his jaw and some cuts and scrapes.
"I'm so sorry, Jack. She's gone. There's nothing you can do now,"
 
Leah groaned into the kiss, nodding in agreement. She pulled herself to her feet and touched the mark on her neck. "What does the mark mean? How much claim do you have on me?"


Jack smiled a little. "Sorry to burst in. I wanted to see you before all this happened."
 
Dayton slid his arm across Leah's shoulders, and began walking on his way back to his own apartment. "Enough,"





Evangel nodded with a smile and helped him clean up his injuries. "It's okay, I'm just glad you're safe."
 
Leah gulped and walked with him. "Enough..." She mumbled, "why do I feel like you could make me clean a toilet if you wanted?"


"She's gone." Jack sighed. "She's his, and there's nothing to do.."
 
"Don't worry, I'll save that for those little angel bitches," Dayton replied, leading her up to his apartment. It was dark and... Rugged. Like him. He had an immense collection of alcohol in his kitchen.


Eva smiled sadly and pushed his hair back soothingly.
"It'll be okay, I promise. There's plenty of others to save."
 
Leah looked around the apartment, amazed. She pulled her arms around his waist and kissed him, deep and long. "This place is so very you..."


Jack looked up at her. "Sorry. I'm a mess."
 
After the kiss, Dayton slipped out of her embrace to grab two beers. He handed her one, not even asking if she wanted it. He decided that she did. He popped open his own bottle and chugged like half of it before reaching down to grab her and pull her to him.


Evangel shook her head and moved him to the couch, sitting him down.
"Don't worry about it. Here, that should help take away the sting" She finished up cleaning up his wounds and sat on the couch beside him.
 
Leah sat on his lap with her beer, sipping it and resting her head on his shoulder, the mark on her neck exposed. "Thanks for the beer."


Jack laid down and rested his head in her lap. "How are you, beautiful?"
 
Dayton laughed a sexy laugh, feeling her up with one hand as he drank with the other. The lighting in the room was so dark, it almost fueled him to be more demonic.


Eva smiled and stroked his arm gently.
"I'm good, actually. I can see you're doing a bit better," she observed with a gentle laugh.
 
Leah looked down at him, "this is my life now, isn't it?" She asked quietly, playing with his hair as she drank her own beer. "Not that I'm complaining... But... I... I read that once you're marked you don't report in anymore. That your boss becomes the one who marked you."


Jack nodded. "You're here. And I'm trying to not think about losing my friend."
 

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