Hey guys .....uuh I'm Vic . I've been mute for three years now, because of some trauma... I go to Doggrove High and I'm a junior.. Yup I survived two years of absolute hell. I'm single but there's this girl... Anyway uh now you guys know about me so on with what I'm really doing .But first you should know, it's 2075, Earth is still alive and well ...or as good as it was in 2013. My Chemical Romance,Black Veil Brides, Sleeping with Sirens, Asking Alexandria,Paramore ,Pierce The Veil, Fall Out Boy,Evanescence,BOTDF ,P!ATD, Reliant K, Automatic Loveletter, Bullet For My Valentine ,Hollywood Undead, Falling in reverse, Crown The empire, And Green Day are Dead. All members have become spiritwings , or ghosts of heaven as gratitude for the lives they saved through their music.
The teacher stood up front blabbing on and on about some new kids we were getting next week.
I sat in my desk in the back of the math room , doodling the Legion Of The Black demon in the margins of my notebook. I was so immersed in the details of the billowing macabre cloak that I didn't notice when Mr.Roache, sorry Mr. Roa-SHAYY, stopped talking and stood over me .
"You will never earn your wings if you continue being your worthless delinquent self!throw out that horrid disgrace and pay attention!"
Yup. He said wings. As in angel wings. So yes I go to a school for angels .only problem is,I want to be a demon. Not just because the music is better, seriously who wouldn't trade beiber for Biersack ?, or the style is better, but just cause over here you're expected to instantly fit in and love everyone.. Uh hmm let me think HELLLLLLL NO.
What sucks is that I'm stuck here.permanently. So by listening to the demon music and wanting to be over there , I'm breaking the law.
If anyone knew, I'd be a full blown fugitive criminal.
Back to the present anyways, I stood up and flipped off Roache as I walked out , drawings in hand.
" WAIT!!! MISTER STORM!! YOU CANNOT LEAVE!!! WE ARE DUE FOR A NEW BATCH NEXT WEEK!! YOU MUST BE PREPARED!"
I turned around, bracing myself for the first words I'd said in three years.
The fury of staying here with these preppy morons rose inside me and I shouted with everything I had at Mr. Roache
"Why should I care?!? They won't like me any more than all you air headed retards do! They won't be anything like me!"
And with that I stalked off, but not before turning and asking where the newbies were coming from.
" they're coming from the demons side... We're turning them angelic"
I'd stay in heaven before that happens.
The name's Illyria Hellfire Nightshine.
But I go by Scar. And here's a secret.
I'm scared. I'm part of a group of "juvenile delinquent demons" .notice the sarcasm. Anyways I'm too bad even for the under world so they're sending me up to heaven. And one of the 'bad angels' will be put in charge of making us all goody goody I guess molding them and I .
A/N : hey guys so this be my first chappy ! Sorry that it's short but don't worry the next ones will be longer! (Maybe)