While the angels and demons were at war ,you,who dont like violence, chose to stay out of it and hide.

You flew around, trying to find a good hiding spot until you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your wing and making your wings unable to fly anymore, you flap your wings furiously but to no use.

you fall from the sky; passing the clouds then landing in someone's arms

"Gotcha." The demon said, smirking "I wouldn't want someone as stunning as you get all dirty now, would I?" Was he.. flirting?