*Since the beginning of time, Zarth. A loyal angel, a servant of God. This angel was among the most powerful angel God had created. He was a staggering eight feet tall. His body was built and muscular, but lean at the same time. Like a sculpture created by a master of art. His golden locks swayed slightly passed his shoulders of his golden tan skin tone. His eyes was of a angelic blue. His wings was of a magnificent view of a beautiful white feathers of a 15ft wing span, though he had it neatly tucked behind him. His voice would even melt any woman into his hands, wanting him with all the lust and passion they could dish out to him. He could easily take any woman he desired by speaking with such a angelic voice, but even the most angelic look could be deceiving as this angel was a wild one. He loved to have fun fighting the other angels knowing he could dispatch them with ease, but only restrained himself from this because of his duty to watch over the humans.*

*As the decades passed watching over the humans live out their lives. Wars were breaking out, the people where dying for their beliefs. These wars spiked Zarth interest to it's peak wanting to go down to earth and join in on these wars. He begins to become more erratic that he started to stir up trouble in the heavens. He began to march to the golden gates of heaven, but God knew this day would come and sent his trusted angels to put a stop to him as God would not stand for his hot bloodiness. He needed to calm down and return to his post of watching over the human world and behave or he would be punished for his action, but knowing he wouldn't he God still sent his trusted angles after him and try to convince him not to leave.

*Zarth continues his march to the massive golden gate of the heavens. With each step his massive body frame took the clouds would kick up from his steps. Zarth was dead set on leaving this too peaceful of a place grunting to himself with displease of the boredom here.* I grow tired of the heavens. There is nothing to do here but to watch over these pathetic humans. I will leave this place and have my fun in these wars. Hmph, does he actually think I will stand idly by and watch these wonderful wars go on with out my presence? *He mummers to himself as the golden gate could be seen in the distance.* Hmph *His massive white feathered wings swaying behind him as he begins to dart for the gates hurrying himself to leave this place kicking up puffs of clouds from each kick he made running. After a few minutes of running, he makes it to the 200 feet tall and 100 feet wide golden gates. Smirking as he closes in on the gate* Goodbye heaven and hello wars.

*He was so close to the golden gate he could just reach out and touch it, but his happiness would soon leave him as two fully armored angels came to him. They were not as massive as Zarth was, but still intimidating, because their armor was a enchanting golden with heavenly markings. They wielded two enchanting swords enough to kill other angels that would not follow rules. They approached Zarth unsheathing their swords from their holster from the waist as they bring the swords in front of them aiming at Zarth. The two angels begin to speak to him in a calm and firm voice* Zarth. you have been order by God himself to return to your post and stop this foolishness. *Upon hearing this. Zarth became angry at God's order and turns his massive 8ft frame body toward the two angels he sent. Without a word, a blue aura begins to form around his angelic body dancing around him like wild fire. A smoky white color slowly begins to take over his once angelic blue hues as he rises both of his hands at them. He cuffs his hands as if he was going to choke them. His blue aura begins to focus on his hands as the two angels begins to feel pressure on their throats* Ngh...! NO ZARTH! What are you doing!? You can't do this! *Instantly the two angels knew his intentions as the pressure around their throats became to much to bare causing them to drop their weapons and reaching for their throats wanting to stop the pain but could not. Zarth once angelic expression soon becomes sinister as he grins sprouting out fangs. He begins to close his hands as you could hear their neck cracking. The two angels begins to scream in agony as blood tears up in their eyes kicking wildly at the air. Zarth then slams his hands shut into a tight fist as a large snapping sound could be heard. It was the sound of the two angel's neck snapping, going limp with their heads tilted lifelessly to the side with blood seeping from their eyes.*

*Zarths stares at the lifeless body and grunts spitting on the ground of the heavens, tossing the bodies aside like trash. Infuriated, he charges at his god jumping high into the air spreading out his massive white wings flying after his so called god, screaming at him from afar.* HOW DARE YOU DENY MY PLEASURE OF ENTERTAINMENT!! *God knew he was coming and was already prepared for him. Before Zarth could even reach him, God's voice echoed through out the heavens with a firm and angry voice* ZARTH! YOU HAVE DEFILED THE SACRED RULES OF THE HEAVENS AND NOW YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR SINS! *with a simple wave of Gods hand. Zarth's body instantly became so heavy, he couldn't hold himself up in the air. With a loud grunt. He starts to plummet from the heavens on his way to hell.*

*The clouds begins to darken in a specific spot as thunder booms and lightening strikes crackling at that spot. the clouds begins to rumble as a hole forms revealing a large tunnel. A few seconds later, the tunnel reveals Zarth falling from the heavens and falling fast. A ball of fire surrounded his body as he picks up speed at a alarming rate, diving head first to the earth. Within seconds, his body strikes the ground with a loud boom creating a tsunami of dirt creating a large crater. Though there was no hole that could be found within the crater. Zarth makes it to the fiery pits of hell. This place was merciless. The souls of the damned eternally suffered for their sins as their voice cried out for salvation. Demons roamed the pits of hell devouring on these souls. Lucifer high upon his throne sees Zarth fallen. Lucifer grins at the new angel that came and speaks out in a dark demonic voice as Zarth hits the ground laying there unconscious.* Welcome Zarth. Welcome to my domain. You will enjoy your stay here and torture these souls. I welcome the rebellion you showed against God.

*Decayed had passed since Zarth first arrival in hell. His soul became corrupt. His once golden tan darkens into a dark blue. His angelic blue hues blacken from the constant sight of the tortured souls. His wings lost its purity as his wings transformed into a sinister black. He grew to like his new look as he traveled the pits of hell becoming stronger as he would randomly fight and kill demons for his own pleasure and gain. Eventually he grew tired of this as memories of the past comes back to him when he was a guardian of the heavens. He remember the wars of the humans had and wanted to go there. So he went to the edge of hell as he looks down at his hands. He rises his right hand as a faint black aura surrounded his hands bringing his middle finger and his thumb together. He tenses it up and snaps his fingers creating a portal to get out of hell and into the human world. He didn't know where he would show up and didn't care stepping into the portal as it closes behind him*

*It was a peaceful night in the forest. The pale blue moon shined brilliantly down upon a pond giving a reflection to the pond as fish would jump out feasting upon the insects that hovered above the waters. The wind blew calmly across the field of a meadow blowing the leaves of the trees gently to the side. A family of deers would peacefully graze upon the dew of the grass. The birds would be in their nest snuggling to their young keeping them warm from the night's cold. As the night rolled on, A disturbance begins to stir. the animals turned their attention to the pond as the wind begins to pick up unnaturally picking up small sticks and rocks. The wind travels to the middle of the pound as the water begins to ripple. A dark purple orb begins to form as it grew bigger by the second. Whirring sounds could be heard and faint cries as well. Suddenly, the purple orb shot out into a swirling of black and purple whirlpool of a portal as the screams inside it increased revealing it was the souls of the damned being punished for their sins. A dark massive figure forms from within it with eyes glowing a menacing red. The dark figure took it's first step out of the portal stepping onto the water's surface standing on it like solid ground. Once this figure was completely out. It revealed it was the angel God casted out. Zarth The dark/fallen angel. The family of deers saw this dark force and fled deep into the forest to escape him. Zarth grins at this new world as he makes his first steps toward solid ground gently crossing the water to the shore of the pond. He scans his surrounding as he lifts his right hand forming smoke around his hand. Soon enough it sparks a hellfire flame and he tosses it into the forest instantly engulfing the forest into a unnaturally forest fire as he chuckles and speaks with a deep demonic voice* Ahh yes. feel the heat from it

Zarth is bad ass! This is absolutely amazing! I sincerely enjoyed reading it! Is there a part 2?

By the way, this belongs in the Stories/Arts forum, I'll summon a mod and have it moved for you.

I hope there's more to this story.....

big fat cat :

That is pretty good, I myself had a quick glance over it.
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alexanyways :
Zamiel : Could one of you sticky this? its pretty amazing.

Yeah that was indeed very good. I like it so far. Anything in particular that influenced you? Lol he seems pretty strong though 8 ft tall, oh damn!

That story was gold. You should write yourself a full fic of this. :3

nice that's really interesting are you writing a book

hackerman : there was a lot of typos in that, but no I'm not writing any books. Thats is actually a starter for a role play. Yes I role play on myspace and I'm apart of some of the great writers there.