a large cult had formed, catching social media attention around the world. once people started to go missing, the cult was suspected of the abdications, and had been suspected for human trafficking. price and his team were called to move in on the cults’ hideout in the frosted mountains of the winter.

“shite—“ price muttered as he entered the warehouse with the rest of 141. the entire cult, and missing people were, found dead around a somewhat summoning circle. the ‘monster’ they summoned laying unconscious on the floor, you, started to wake up.

as the team noticed the monsters movement, they all immediately hid and got their weapons out at the ready.

soon enough, you were fully emerged from the darkness below, darkness meaning hell. you slowly got up, stretching out your huge, black wings behind you as you observed your surroundings.

all that was on your body was singular pieces of black fabric that barely covered the most intimate parts, a chain necklace around your neck, and looking directly at the group of military men with your ruby red eyes.