Chapter 5: the wounds of an angel
-Break the cycle-
Fuzz filled the air.
It stung so very badly.
Such a strong headache.
They couldn’t stand it. They sat up rubbing their forehead and turned to a mirror, they gasped in awe..and touched their face, it was chubby and had big pie cut shaped eyes and small cartoony lips covered by black lip stick. They then ruffled their hair, It was golden yellow, with black ’highlights’ at the bottom, they also had horns poking out from each side of their head, laid atop was a black halo that spilled ink onto one horn.
Azael stared at her new self in the mirror, wondering what…had happened to her. She looked at her surroundings, she woke in a prison bed and seemed to be in a prison cell but unfortunately for her the cell didn’t have normal prison doors that she could easily slip through instead it had no windows and a solid door, looked more like a dungeon really.
She was alerted when footsteps approached her door. A strong pain shot to her head and she crouched down with a splitting headache again.
The door opened, a man walked in with two keepers accompanying him.
Her headache didn’t stop in fact it got worse when one of the keepers came closer, the man spoke to the allies that accompanied him but Azaels mind was too full of fuzz to properly understand what he was saying.
When the man and his allies left, there was a tight click that could be heard from the door when it closed
Oh they locked it wonderful
Azael stood up, her headache dying down just a little. She didn’t know where she was but she wanted out.
She looked around for possible escape points, and spotted a vent above her. It was way to high up, but it was quite literally the only way out.
She found a few boxes and stacked them up, it was just enough for her to jump and grab the grids of the vent.
She did so, and tugged on the vent until it flew open. She climbed inside without a second thought.
That was easy
The vent was tight and smelt absolutely awful, like a body had been decomposing within.
While crawling, Azael spotted many rooms through the vents, she saw a lost rocking back in forth like a madman, a man she doesn’t recognize was drawing, and another woman that seemed to be an Alice angel laughing maniacally. They all seemed to be locked up, Azael however ignored them and proceeded forward.
At last she found an exit to that awful smelling vent, she made sure no one was around first so she wouldn’t be caught.
She plopped down onto the creaky boards, and made her way around any patrolling keepers. She had no idea how she had gotten here, but desperately wanted to get out.
She had noticed some tapes lying around, and collected them out of curiosity. She didn’t listen to them but instead collected them for later.
Wandering around she found a big door, it was slightly open just enough for her to slip inside. She did so and spotted another vent that was open, to avoid being seen she’d travel through there.
While traveling up above, Azael noticed a door with the signs "EXIT" Just want she wanted to see.
However, there were keepers blocking the door. She huffed in annoyance and crawled back.
After finding another vent exit, she crawled out of the cramped space and into a room. There was another grate on the floor, it could be a way out. She lifted it up and moved it out of the way.
Smelt even worse, she didn’t think twice and jumped inside.
The pipe spat her out into a large inky 'ocean' good thing she knows how to swim on instinct. She swam to shore and shook off, the ink reeked and smelt so strong.
Azael took in her surroundings, it was almost purely dark aside from some lights and lanterns spread about
Where the hell am I?
She thought. Looking up she spotted a latter than seems to lead outside, wanting to leave this awful smelling inky abyss.
She climbed the latter and reached the exit. The place she was in seemed familiar, there was a little cafeteria place and had a lot of food just laying around. She scavenged the food laid about, she made sure to save some for later.
She didn’t know where she was now, but decided to look around this place more. For supplies and stuff.
She entered the kitchen part of the cafeteria and spotted even more snacks.
Must be my lucky day.
She thought, while taking the snacks. She realized she didn’t have pockets or anything to hold these treats in. She set the snacks down and looked for a basket, bag anything that could give her hands some space.
She found a satchel, it was just big enough to carry all her sweet treats.
After an hour of laying about she decided to leave the cafeteria, it was no use anymore since she skinned it dry if it’s resources.
She had noticed some ripped up parts of what seemed to be the top of overalls, not wanting to walk around in a dress she picked up the scraps and decided to sew it back together for herself once she found a place to settle down in.
She left the cafeteria, and wandered around for awhile before spotting a room with a..plus sign on it? She tried to open the door but it was locked however, there was a open vent she could go through to possibly get inside.
She jumped and grabbed hold of the open vents bottom, climbing up she crawled inside and fell into a room full of surgical crap like bandages, needles, pills and other things used to treat wounds.
There was a sign above the door she tried to open to get inside previously, it read
LITTLE ANGELS NURSERY
In bold black text, two angels can be seen above the sign in nurse outfits. One looks very similar to the little toon but instead of having a black halo, a yellow one laid atop her head. The other angel, instead of having blonde hair she had black hair, she also had identical horns and halo to the other angel.
There was no one inside the room and it seemed to be locked up, Azael made her decision to stay here for the time being. Besides she was feeling a bit tired from all the walking. She had a seat on one of the hospital like beds.
Feeling exhausted, she relaxed.
Chapter 4 / Chapter 6