The floor was wet, Angel sat there uncomfortably. Her hair was dripping, but she did not make a move to dry it, because she couldn't. She was chained to the floor, after her bath, the man had left, but he had chained her up first. She grimaced, remembering the last thing he had said before leaving.
"Boss will be here soon, doll, so be good and patient." Angel felt frustration bubble up in her, she had no means of escape, she was helpless, and on top of all that, she didn't even know if Finn was okay or not. She let her hair form a curtain over her face as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Then it happened again, red wings sprouted from her back, horns grew on her head and a razor-sharp tail curled around her leg. Everything was hazy in her mind, but she knew no matter what happened, she had to find Finn.
She snapped through the chains, tearing them off of her arms. Then she smashed through the door, ripping it off its steel hinges. The voice flowed freely through her mind '𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨!' It warned her, Angel was puzzled, "He?" She spoke, but couldn't recognize her own voice. It sounded older, wiser, and dangerous. She decided she couldn't stop and wait, she must find Finn, but she had already waited too long. Footsteps descended down a metal flight of stairs and into the hallway she was in, Angel looked up and stared, the beast she saw before her was unlike anything she'd ever seen...