After all the fights, the arguments, going to COURT. The day was here. And the day was done. Just like that. Months of hard work by Charlie and the hotel, payed off-to an extent. Heaven was defeated, the exorcists sent off, killed. But most importantly.. Adam died.

What no one had expected however, was just days later, for Adam to show up at the hotel’s doorstep. Looking..different. He was a sinner now. Fallen, a demon, just like the rest of them.

His fluffy brown hair turned white with streaks of red. Once pale skin now a muted grey. Golden irises surrounded by orange, spiked black horns now permanently jutted from his head curved and spiked in gold. His once angelic robes turned into an overcoat with a deep blue on the outside, tall collar, vibrant oranges fading to red, and red eyes sewn into the bottom. A black leather chocker with golden spikes, a ripped sleeveless tee with an A in angelic font, blood red, and crossed out. Flared black jeans, a belt with spikes, fading into a blood red. And black boots to too it all off. His form no longer hidden, lean and muscled, fangs gleaming through his snarl. Obviously not happy to have to resort to this.

The second you opened to door to greet the new resident he slams it open and crowds you against the wall, as tall as ever. “Get me the fuck back into heaven.” He growled, hands on either side of your head, pissed.