SD - The Begining

"Hey Michael, can I talk to you for a moment" the young emo girl, Charlotte, said to one of the Christian kids.
"Sure" he replied then he excused himself from the group and followed her. She'd approached him because he wasn't like the other Christian kids, he hung out with them did what they did the whole bit but there was something different about him. Not so much that he was more approachable but he had an air about him that set him apart from the others. When they had separated themselves from the crowd enough to have the privacy she wanted he asked with a smile "what's up?"
"It's Mitchell I think he's possessed" she said her eyes downcast in sincerity
He considered laughing but thought better of it. He knew she was talking about her boyfriend and although he couldn't argue that he was seedy at best saying he was literally demon possessed was a bit much. So he tried the more pragmatic approach and asked "has he been hitting you?"
She shook her head "he never did that, things had been getting better over the last few months then all of a sudden he stopped talking to anyone started cutting himself off. His parents are worried and… I don't know what to do…"
He thought about what she said, possessions were rare now days youth rallies were so common and regular that people were converted before there was a chance. They usually didn't stick to it but it was enough to prevent possessions. Figuring it was probably just severe depression or something and he needed counseling he said "take me to him" She nodded and they left to go see him

Opening the door to the library they asked the librarian where Mitchell was and she pointed to one of the back corners in the huge library. Getting there they saw Mitchell sitting in a chair hunched over a table muttering to himself. As they got closer his muttering got louder and he started to glare at him. "What's he saying?" Charlotte asked his mutterings in a language she'd never heard before.
"Nothing you need to know, I misjudged you this is a genuine demon possession"
"Should we call someone?"
"No need" and with that he took off his over shirt to reveal the t-shirt he was wearing underneath was backless. A tattoo of two huge angel wings adorned his back in intricate artwork that combined Latin script with imageries of war fought on the planes of the supernatural. The wings that made the centerpiece of the entire thing started to glow and then with a flash of light grew out into a huge pair of real white angel wings. He took a step back and took up a similar stance to a professional runner then with a flap of his huge wings launched at Mitchell. To Charlotte's surprise he went right through him but as he came out the other side there was a demon in his arms. They crashed into the wall with a thump the black skinned demon with the black bile dripping from its sharpened teeth groaning from the pain.
Michael took a single step back and priming a punch struck once then twice then again and again until like something straight out of the matrix was laying punches into it in a blur. A human would've been destroyed by such an onslaught but it held steady its muscle taking the punishment. In the space of a heart beat he stopped his punching and grasping the demon around its midsection tossed it across the room. As it soared through the air Michael ran a few steps up the wall bunched up and then sprung off the wall crossing the distance in moments he tackled the demon mid flight. He grabbed it by each arm and planting his feet firmly on its chest batted his wings as he kicked off and let go flying into the air and causing the creature to slam into the ground in a seismic toss that caused a massive crater.
To Charlotte's amazement the demon got up and shaking off the dirt charged her, seeing this Michael did his best to close the distance but before he could the demon got to her and leapt in only to be refused. Something within her mind snapped and picking up a nearby chair snapped a leg off of it and leaping into the air drove it into its heart. As it screamed Michael landed swiftly by its head and in one movement snapped its neck turning the demon the dust.
Getting up he brushed the dust off and saw Charlotte sitting crossed legged still holding the broken chair leg. He regarded her for a moment before saying "tell me Charlotte, have you been having strange dreams lately? About girls from all different time periods killing supernatural creatures and every time ending with a blonde girl holding a large, red, axe like weapon?"
She nodded slowly then looked up at him with frightened eyes "what am I?"
Giving her a kind smile he offered his hand and said "not quite human" she took his hand and said "I'll explain more but not here, we have to get going" in one movement he pulled her into an embrace and launched into the air taking to the skies.