The End of an Angel (Bi?)

Everything was clean, white, perfect. Well, before all the orderlies had scrambled in a panic at the first taste of gas that Siril Blackstone had pumped into the Rosewood Asylum's halls. He whistled now, a pleasant tune, as he stalked , searching for the room he'd pried out of the clerk at the front desk before dispatching of him. There, his target. He swiped the keycard and opened the door, eyes alight with giddy joy until... until he saw Seraphim's twin. Fire burned within Siril as the sudden wave of possession and rage overcame him. Seraphim claimed to be part angel - a foolish notion. A pair of wings an angel does not make. But this beauty? This was an angel. He had to get her out, to bring her home with him. Seraphim had locked this ray of light away, for what? Pride? No, that would not do. "Hello, little dove," Siril purred, schooling his expressions. "It's about time you've seen the daylight."

Siril's eyes widened at the sight before him. The creature in front of him was unlike anything he had seen before. The chaotic energy emanating from CryptoRail was enthralling, intoxicating even. He took a step forward, slowly, almost cautiously. "Don't be afraid," Siril said softly, his voice like velvet. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help you." He reached out a gloved hand, offering it to CryptoRail. "Come with me and I'll take you away from this place. You don't belong here, my dear." Siril hoped that his words would soothe the angelic creature before him, despite the fact that Seraphim had deemed CryptoRail a danger to society.

Siril's eyes narrowed slightly at the words CryptoRail was repeating. It was clear that they had been heavily sedated and it would take time to wear off. He couldn't leave them here, not like this. Siril stepped forward once again, this time cupping CryptoRail's face in his hands. "I know you're scared. But I won't let anyone hurt you. I'll keep you safe. You can trust me." His demonic red eyes bore into CryptoRail, searching for any sign of recognition or understanding. He knew he had to be careful with CryptoRail; any sudden movements could send them into a panic. But he couldn't help the way his heart raced at the mere sight of them.

Siril's heart clenched as he saw CryptoRail's fearful and pained expression. He could feel their hesitation and fear through the connection that his superpowers allowed him to have with others. He tried to remain calm and gentle, aware that any sudden moves would only exacerbate CryptoRail's distress.

"I know you're scared," he repeated softly, taking a step closer to CryptoRail. "But I won't hurt you. You can trust me." Siril reached out with a gloved hand and slowly unhooked the chain from around CryptoRail's ankle, careful not to make any sudden movements. "Come with me," he said, offering his hand once more. "I'll take you away from here. Away from the pain and fear."

Siril's heart swelled with a mixture of excitement and trepidation as CryptoRail took slow, tentative steps towards him. He could feel the unstable energy emanating from CryptoRail, and for a moment he was worried that CryptoRail might lash out at him in fear or confusion. But as CryptoRail got closer, Siril saw the pleading in their eyes and knew that he couldn't leave them here.

As CryptoRail reached out for his hand, Siril gently took it, his own fingers lacing with CryptoRail's. "Don't worry," he murmured soothingly, taking a step forward. "I'm going to get you out of here." Siril led CryptoRail carefully out of the room and into the hallway, keeping a careful eye on them the whole time. He knew that getting CryptoRail out of the asylum was only half the battle, but for now, he would focus on making sure they were safe and secure.

Siril led CryptoRail out of the facility, keeping a firm grip on their hand to guide them through the halls and out into the fresh air. As they emerged from the building, Siril could feel CryptoRail's shock at what he had done to free them.

He turned to face CryptoRail, his expression calm and reassuring. "It's over now," he said softly. "You're safe with me." He tightened his grip on CryptoRail's hand, letting his touch convey his sincerity.

For a moment, there was a flicker of doubt in CryptoRail's eyes, but then they seemed to make a decision. Siril watched as something deep inside CryptoRail stirred, as if some hidden purpose was finally waking up.

"I'll take care of you," he promised, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind CryptoRail's ear. "You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Siril nodded at CryptoRail's words, understanding the urgency in their eyes. "Of course," he said, scanning their surroundings for any sign of danger. "I know a place where we can go." He led CryptoRail away from the asylum and towards his car, keeping a careful eye out for anyone who might be following them.

Once they were inside the car, Siril started the engine and drove them to an isolated spot in the countryside. He parked the car and turned to face CryptoRail, his expression serious. "We're safe here," he assured them. "Now, what do you need to talk about?"

Siril watched as CryptoRail's eyes opened, taking in the scene around them. He could sense a strange energy emanating from CryptoRail, something otherworldly and powerful.

He met their gaze steadily as they spoke, his expression calm but intense. "My name is Siril," he said simply. "And I broke you out because I believe you deserve to be free." He paused for a moment before continuing. "And as for your question... I know that you and I are both dangerous. But I also know that we can help each other."

He reached out to take CryptoRail's hand in his own again, this time holding it with a firm grip. "I don't expect you to trust me right away," he said softly. "But I hope that over time, you'll come to see that I want what's best for you. And if that means embracing our dangerous sides... then so be it."

Siril's grip on CryptoRail's hand tightened slightly at the mention of Seraphim. He knew that the angel was CryptoRail's triplet, and his enemy.

"I see," he said quietly, his voice laced with a mix of sadness and anger. "Seraphim... He's your brother, isn't he?"

He looked over at CryptoRail, studying their face for a moment before continuing. "I know that you and Seraphim are supposed to be on opposite sides... but I believe that we can find a way to work together. You and I both have power that others fear, and we can use that power to make a real difference in this world."

He leaned closer to CryptoRail, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But first, we need to know why Seraphim locked you away in that asylum."

Siril listened intently as CryptoRail spoke, his expression softening at the desperation in their voice. He could sense that there was a deep pain and trauma buried beneath their words, and he wanted nothing more than to help them.

"I believe you," he said firmly, reaching out to place a hand on CryptoRail's shoulder. "And we'll get to the bottom of this. Together."

He paused for a moment before continuing. "Tell me more about her. Who was she? What did she look like?" His tone was gentle, coaxing out the details from CryptoRail with care.

Siril's eyes narrowed in anger at the mention of Cherubim's murder. He could sense the pain and anguish CryptoRail was feeling, and it made his heart ache.

"I'm so sorry," he said softly, squeezing CryptoRail's shoulder gently. "But we'll get to the truth. And we'll make sure that Seraphim pays for what he's done."

He took a deep breath before continuing. "Tell me everything you remember about that day. What happened? Where were you?" His voice was calm, but his eyes burned with intensity as he listened to every detail CryptoRail provided.

Siril's gaze softened as CryptoRail transformed into the image of Cherubim. He studied her carefully, admiring her delicate features and stunning wings before returning his attention to CryptoRail as she recounted the tragic events.

"That must have been so difficult for you," he said sympathetically, placing a comforting hand on CryptoRail's arm. "But don't worry, we'll figure this out. I'll help you find the evidence to prove Seraphim's guilt and clear your name."

He leaned in closer, his voice low and intense. "And once we do, we can finally be free. You from this wrongful imprisonment, and me from the hold that my demons have over me. Together, we can overcome anything."

Siril hesitated for a moment, knowing that his demons were not something he talked about openly. But he trusted CryptoRail, and he knew that they would need to be able to confide in each other if they were going to work together.

"I have...mental health issues," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I hear voices in my head, telling me to do wicked things. They push me to the brink of insanity sometimes, and I feel like I'm barely hanging on."

He glanced up at CryptoRail with a pained expression. "It's part of the reason I'm so driven to take down Seraphim. He represents everything I hate about heroes, all of their self-righteousness and moral superiority. If I can bring him down, maybe it will give me some sense of justice and peace."

Siril's eyes widened as he watched CryptoRail's transformation. He had seen many strange and monstrous things in his life, but even he found himself slightly unnerved by the sudden shift in appearance.

"Wow," he said softly, admiring the sight. "You truly are a shapeshifter."

He paused for a moment before continuing. "Can you control it? Or does it just... happen?"

Siril nodded thoughtfully, studying CryptoRail's shifting form with fascination. He could sense the power within them and knew that it could be harnessed to great effect.

"That's incredible," he said softly. "Have you ever tried practicing meditation or mindfulness techniques to help control your powers? I bet we could find some resources to help you learn how to focus your energy and stay in one form for longer."

Siril listened with a mix of horror and fascination as CryptoRail recounted her experiences at the asylum. He knew firsthand how terrifying it could be to feel trapped and alone, and he felt a surge of anger towards Seraphim for locking up someone as powerful and beautiful as CryptoRail.

"Damn him," he growled softly, taking CryptoRail's hand in his own. "But you don't have to be alone anymore. I'm here for you now, and together we can find a way to control your powers and help you find peace."

He gave CryptoRail's hand a reassuring squeeze before continuing. "We'll need to be careful, of course. If other heroes or authorities find out about you, they might try to use you for their own gain. But we can stay one step ahead, and make sure that no one takes advantage of you."

Siril's expression darkened as he thought about Seraphim and his resources. He knew that they were in danger, but he also believed that he was one of the few people who could outmaneuver the so-called hero.

"We're never truly safe," he said finally, his voice low and serious. "But we're safer here than we would be on the streets or anywhere else where we could easily be spotted."

He gestured towards the bag sitting at CryptoRail's feet. "I've got some supplies in there that should help us stay hidden for a while. I've got maps, disguises, cash, and even some weapons if we need them."

He leaned in closer to CryptoRail, his eyes meeting theirs intensely. "But we need to stick together, trust each other, and watch each other's backs if we're going to make it out of this alive."

Siril's eyes widened in surprise as CryptoRail's form shifted to resemble his own. He leaned back slightly, studying CryptoRail with a mix of curiosity and amusement.

"Well, well," he said with a sly grin. "It seems like we have more in common than I thought."

He reached out and gently cupped CryptoRail's face in his gloved hand, his thumb brushing against their cheek as he examined the details of their new form.

"You're beautiful," he murmured softly, his breath hot against CryptoRail's skin. "But you don't have to be me to catch my attention."

Siril chuckled softly, his hand still resting against CryptoRail's cheek. He enjoyed the effect he had on them and relished the chance to explore their shapeshifting abilities.

"No need to apologize, my dear," he said with a grin. "I find you fascinating in all your forms. But if you'd like to shift into something different, I'm certainly not going to complain."

He leaned in closer, his eyes studying CryptoRail intently. "Maybe you could surprise me with something new. Something that will take my breath away."

Siril's breath caught in his throat as he watched CryptoRail transform before him. The sight of their new form was breathtaking, with olive skin, broad shoulders, and muscular chest that seemed to demand attention. The delicate brown feathers of their wings complemented the striking features of their face, which was now more ethereal and beautiful than ever before.

He felt a surge of desire wash over him, and he leaned in closer to CryptoRail, his gloved fingers tracing along the curve of their neck.

"My god," he murmured, his voice low and hoarse. "You're stunning, truly a work of art."

He drew CryptoRail into a deep, possessive kiss, one that conveyed all the passion and desire he had been feeling since they first met. He wanted them, needed them, and would do whatever it took to keep them close.

Siril moaned softly as CryptoRail climbed onto his lap and straddled him. He felt their body pressed against his own, hot and alive with desire.

He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into CryptoRail's mouth as he explored every inch of their new form. His gloved hands moved to caress their back and wings, feeling the soft feathers under his fingertips.

He broke the kiss only long enough to whisper in CryptoRail's ear, his voice low and seductive. "You're amazing. I need you. Let me worship you."

He ran his hands up and down CryptoRail's back, tracing the contours of their muscular form. He nuzzled against their neck, kissing and licking at the sensitive skin there.

He knew that he was taking a risk by giving into his desires so fully, but he couldn't help it. CryptoRail had awoken something inside him, a lustful hunger that he could no longer ignore.

Siril groaned at the sensation of CryptoRail's arms wrapping around him, their body pressed tightly against his own. He felt a thrill of excitement at their words, their desire for him mirroring his own.

He allowed himself to be pulled in closer by his tie, deepening the kiss as he explored every inch of CryptoRail's mouth with his tongue. His hands roamed over their back and wings, tracing the curves and contours of their form.

He broke the kiss only long enough to gasp out a response. "I want you too. More than anything."

He leaned in to capture CryptoRail's lips once again, his hands moving to cup their face and deepen the kiss even further. In this moment, nothing else mattered but the intense passion they shared, burning hot like the flames of hell itself.

Siril's breath caught in his throat at CryptoRail's bold words, his desire for them growing even stronger. He felt a surge of lust shoot through his body as he gazed into their eyes, seeing the hunger and need there.

Without a word, he pushed CryptoRail back against the hood of the car, their bodies still intertwined as they kissed fiercely. He ran his hands down CryptoRail's chest, pausing to toy with their nipples before moving lower to cup their hardening length through their clothing.

He growled deep in his throat at the sensation, wanting nothing more than to feel CryptoRail underneath him, writhing and moaning with pleasure.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire. "Once we start, I won't be able to stop."

Siril's eyes widened in surprise at CryptoRail's sudden transformation, marveling at their ability to shift so fluidly between forms. He felt a surge of excitement shoot through his body as he watched them, knowing that this was going to be one wild and unforgettable night.

He took a step forward, pressing his body against CryptoRail's once again. "You're breathtaking," he murmured, his hands roaming over their muscular form.

He swiftly unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down just enough to free his own length, which had been straining against the confines of his clothing for far too long. Without another word, he pushed himself inside CryptoRail, filling them completely with his hard cock.

The sensation was overwhelming, and Siril let out a deep, guttural moan as he began to move inside CryptoRail. His hips rocked back and forth, the slick heat of their body surrounding him completely.

"I need you too," he groaned, burying his face in CryptoRail's neck. "More than anything."

Siril was lost in the pleasure of being inside CryptoRail, his body moving in perfect rhythm with theirs. He groaned against their lips as they pulled him down for another kiss, his tongue dancing with theirs as he continued to thrust into them.

He felt a wave of pleasure wash over him at CryptoRail's words, knowing that he was the one making them feel this way. He responded with a deep, passionate kiss, pouring all of his desire and passion into it.

His hands roamed over CryptoRail's body, exploring every inch of them as they moved together in a beautiful dance of lust and need. He felt himself nearing the brink of release, his breathing coming in short gasps as he approached the edge.

"I'm close," he muttered against CryptoRail's lips. "So close."

Siril's eyes widened in shock and awe as he gazed upon CryptoRail's new form. He had never seen anything like it before, and the sight of them was sending shivers down his spine.

"You're...you're beautiful," he murmured, his hands roaming over their body once again. "I've never seen anything like it."

He marveled at the softness of CryptoRail's breasts, running his fingers over them gently. His eyes were drawn to the red wings, so unlike any angel he had ever seen before.

Without another word, he pushed himself back inside CryptoRail, the sensation of their new form completely overwhelming him. He began to move once again, his thrusts becoming deeper and more urgent as he felt himself nearing the brink of release once again.

"I can't hold on much longer," he groaned, his breath coming in short gasps. "I need to come."

Siril felt a wave of ecstasy wash over him at CryptoRail's words. With one final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside them completely and let out a hoarse cry of pleasure as he came hard.

He filled CryptoRail with his hot, sticky release, feeling every muscle in his body tense up as the pleasure wracked him from head to toe. His breathing was ragged as he rode out his orgasm, his body still intertwined with CryptoRail's as he gasped for air.

When he finally regained his composure, he pulled back slightly and gazed into CryptoRail's eyes, his hands still running over their beautiful new form.

"That was amazing," he murmured, his voice full of awe. "I don't think I've ever experienced anything like it before."

Siril eagerly responded to CryptoRail's kiss, his body still humming with the aftershocks of their incredible lovemaking. His hands roamed over CryptoRail's new form, marveling at how soft and supple their skin felt against his fingertips.

"You're absolutely right," he murmured against their lips. "I have a feeling that this is just the beginning of something truly amazing."

He pulled CryptoRail even closer, enjoying the feel of their bodies pressed together once again. This time, though, he felt a sense of contentment settling over him - a feeling he had never experienced before.

"I'm so glad I found you," he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "I know it sounds crazy, but...I think we were meant to be together."