All But A Demon: The First Sin (Revised)

“Hey look it’s the graveyard disciple! Ahahaha!” I heard as a broken egg shell whizzed past my ear. I turned to look and some asshole had thrown an egg at this girl I often admire. Luckily it hit her locker door instead of her face. Her name is Jenica, but her friends call her Allura. She was definitely alluring to me… She has beautiful blue eyes, black eyeliner, blood red lips, black hair, and long legs. She wore a black skirt, black stockings, and a blood red corset with a black mesh shirt underneath it. She has a full buxom figure, and her silky hair flowed halfway down her back.
As I strode past her, having had enough of them picking on her, I muttered to myself, “Gonna get kicked out for this…” I strode right up to the idiot throwing the eggs, dodging an egg as I did, Stomped on his foot to keep him in place, and forced the heel of my palm against his sternum. Hard. I grabbed him by the shoulder, careful to pinch the pressure point next to his neck, and threw him against the locker to his right, pinning him there. “Now you listen to me, assclown. Leave her alone, and spread the word that anyone I catch or hear about who’s been messing with her or her friends, has the same fate as you do.” I then put my fist in his gut and jabbed my fingers upward into his lungs. I’d been perfecting that move (so I don’t puncture the lungs, they only hurt like Hell) for years now.
I walked over to Allura and wiped her locker door off with the sleeve of my hoodie. “You okay?” I asked. “Yeah. I’m fine. You didn’t have to do that, you know…” Allura said. “I did. I’m tired of them, and I’m tired of this. I want to be more with you, Jenica. I want to be more than just a guy you pass in the hall. I want to be the guy who does this every morning, day, and night,” I said. Then, I don’t know what came over me, but I took her pale face in my hands, and kissed her full on the lips. Startled by my own boldness, I stuttered, “I-I’m sorry! You… you probably don’t…need this right now… I’m sor-” but she interrupted me by kissing me gently. “That was a really nice way of shutting me up…” I said. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. I put my arms around her and ran my hands down her back to her waist.
She gave me a quick peck on the lips and ran off to class. After school, I was confronted by a friend of hers. The only name I’ve ever heard her called by is Fang. “Look, prep, there is too much light in your soul to handle Allura. I suggest you back out now before you hurt her any more than is inevitable,” she told me. “Darkness? You want darkness? There is more darkness in my soul than you think, girl. How about you come by my place today to see just how much darkness resides?”
“Sure, though I seriously doubt you can prove me wrong.”
“We will see, just follow me.”
I lead her to my house, and of course, nobody is home. I took her to my room, outside of which I have a welcome sign with a dragon holding the banner and the word “NOT” painted in black above where it hangs. We walk in and my walls and ceiling are painted black. My carpet is blood red, and my bed sheets are black. So is everything else in my room. It is meant to feel small. “Okay, so you’re darker than I thought, but still not dark enough.” I merely grinned at her. I walked over to my blinds and pulled the black curtain over, and then I switched on my black-light lamp. Once the purple light shined on my walls, the fluorescent paint was now visible. All over my walls were demonic pentagrams and symbols. “What the…”
“You see, Fang, I am not just dark, I am a servant of Satan. I can wreak as much havoc on this earth as I want, as he has all but turned me into a demon. When I die, I’ll go to Hell, and I will serve the demon Lilith as her sex slave, and I am more than happy to serve her. All I have to do is sacrifice a girl’s blood to Satan by drinking it every now and then, and I keep my powers. I also have to be committing one of the Seven Deadly Vices while I drink it. I only need to do a couple of them, though, not all of them if I don’t want..”
“Hmm, well, Kastiel, you are definitely dark enough to handle Allura. However, whether you’re right for her, well, that’s up to her. You should have a nickname, though…” she said thoughtfully. “Well, why don’t you find one for me? I dare you to capture my darkness,” I said, taking a step closer to her, bringing us mere inches from each other. “Well, I…uhm… W-well, you seem to be a demon of lust…so let’s see what we can deduce from a…uhm…presentation of your abilities…” Her mouth hung open, her tongue lolling out of her mouth slightly, longing to be in mine. I kissed her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Fang has deep purple hair with a single thin green streak in one side of the bangs.