The Angel and The Devil

Desire is an angel. Nessie is a devil. Neither of them fit where their supposed to. But when a chance encounter brings them together, they can't help but notice their similarities. Becoming best friends, they decide to switch titles- and lives. But the punishment if their discovered is as severe as it can get. Will they be able to keep their secret or will they be shunned by their families for the rest of their lives?

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16. Caught

 Nessie's POV:

  Desire was gone. She ran, which was smart of her. Too bad I was trapped in between the council members. I started to get dizzy as they each grabbed hold of me. I was being taken somewhere, probably Immortal Prison for questioning. Panic struck me, and before I knew it, I fainted.

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  I woke up and realized that my head was throbbing like crazy. I lay on a cold hard floor, surrounded by cement walls.

  "What is this place?" I murmer quietly while rubbing my eyes. I hope this is a dream.

  "Imortal Prison." I hear a man say and whip around to see Mr. Joel standing outside my cell. "For impersonating and interacting with an angel."

  "I know what I did!" I practically spit at him. I know I'm the nice type of person, but c'mon I grew up as a devil, what do you expect?

  "Listen, Nessie. Your little friend Desire- we're still looking for her, and your going to tell us where she is." He smirked at me. I guess he thought I knew. Why would I? Probably on the outskirts of town. Somewhere she won't be found. Ha, they think I'm going to tell them that?

  He takes me out of the cell and down a long, narrow hallway. I see cells with mostly vampires, werewovles, and devils (yes they exist). When we turn the corner, he leads me into a small room with only one, bright light, and a table with three chairs. On one of the chairs, I see a man looking at me. There's no one in the other two.

  Mr. Joel stands in the corner of the room and the man gestures for me to sit down. I hesitantly do what he tells me.

  "Hello Nessie. Or is it Desire?" he chuckles. I give him a look before he continues, "My name is Dennis Howel, but you can call me Mr. Howel. I'm a detective here at the Immortal Prison. Now tell me, which one are you?"

 "Nessie." I simply say, not looking at him.

  "Well tell me, Nessie. Where is your little friend?" he asks pointing to the empty chair next to him.

 "I- I don't know." I stutter, because this is really nerve-wrecking.

  "It's ok. We'll find her and bring her in. Now on to my next question. Why did you switch?"

  "Because......" I trail off but then continue, "We didn't belong where we were."

  "You didn't belong, ok, mhm, I see." he notes writing my every word down. "And what did you do when you switched?"

  "We became who we wanted to be. Duh." I sass.

 "Well, Nessie, I think you belong with the devils." he informs me.

 "No, I just don't like being questioned." I state.

He chuckles at me with a big toothy grin. "How about we make a deal?" he asks now getting serious.

  "Whatever."

  "You can either tell me where Desire is and we can continue on with our lives, or you can spend the next four months in jail, go on trial, and if found guilty, stay in jail for 2 years."

  I'm not going to just throw Desire under the bus like that. I think about it, and then realize something. Desire is my best friend. We have alot in common and we get along fine. I don't know what I'd do if I hadn't met her.

  "No. I won't tell you where Desire is."

 "Nessie, consider your options. If we find her you two can go on trial together. But if you don't, you get it and when we find her she gets it worse." he stares at me questionally.

  I'm scared and I don't know what to do right know. Desire is probably out somewhere trying to get as far away as possible, and I'm here talking to some detective in a situation that makes us both lose either way. I then realize something. Mr. Joel is talking on the phone about Desire's location.

 "Yes, we have her. You found the girl? Great. bring her in to Question Room 6 please. Thanks. Bye." he said and hung up the phone.

  Mr. Howel was still staring at me until Mr. Joel started talking.

  "They found the girl. There going to bring her in." he stated with no expression.

  "Great. Now this is going to be fun." laughed Howel. Yup, that's what I'm going to call him.

  Just then, A woman walked in with Desire. You would never believe who was being dragged- yes dragged - down the hall behind her. D'Ablo.

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