Vengeance Owned:Gabriel and Milo

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Milo was fairly chuckling with glee as he rounded the corner of the small building to follow his would be abductor. He did make sure that the girls features showed nothing but pure innocence and curiosity of course, but having read the mans mind and seen the depths of depravity within he could hardly wait for things to get interesting.



He didn’t have to wait long.



The puppy hadn’t gone far and as soon as it spotted the child it ran up to her with its tail wagging.



“There you are!” The little girl giggled and bent to pet the dog.



“I think he likes you.” The pervert crooned as he stooped down beside the two and ran his hand down the girls back.



Milo kept an open sweet smile on her face. “Do you really think so?”



“Oh yes.” Pervert nodded. “I can tell you’re good with dogs.”



“I have my own puppy at home.” Milo grinned and batted big blue eyes at the man.



Pervert grinned back at the girl. “I have lots of dogs at my house.” He said smarmily.



It was true, Milo knew. He had seen it all. The dogs. The things the man forced the little girls he kidnapped to do with his dogs until he got overexcited and raped them himself. How he strangled them afterwards, even how he chopped them up and fed the pieces one by one to the very same dogs he had coerced them into fondling and sucking.



“Really?” Milo let his voice come out in a breathless whisper.



“Oh yes.” Pervert assured her. “Five of them plus this one.”



Milo allowed her eyes to go wide with excitement.



“If you’d like I could show you.” Pervert gave what he obviously thought was a charming smile. “I live near here.”



“I-I shouldn’t.” The little girl bit her lip. “Mama says I shouldn’t wander off.” She brightened and took a step back. “I can go get her. She can come with us!”



“No!” The mans hand was suddenly a vice grip on her small arm.



“B-but Mama…” Milo squeaked in a high pitched voice.



The mans foul breath was abruptly right in the little girls face. “You’re not going anywhere you little bitch!”







The young woman on the bench was still wringing her hands and sniffling but oddly enough the demons gruff words seemed to have had a positive effect.



She looked up at Gabriel with watery eyes. “I-I guess he’s right though. Don’t you think?”



Gabriel made a soothing noise and petted her shoulder softly. “Yes. He is right…. A little tactless…. and an asshole, but right.”



She nodded and took a deep shuddering breath.



Gabriel glanced around to scowl at Milo only to realize that the other end of the bench on which he sat was quite empty. His eyes widened and he craned his long neck, looking for his erstwhile forced companion. Milo couldn’t have gone far but for the life of him Gabriel couldn’t seem to find the demon.



He turned back to ask the young lady if she might have seen which way Milo went when he heard the first screams seemingly coming from the rear of the dilapidated restrooms not ten feet away.



The girls eyes were huge in her pale face as they both heard the sounds that could only be a human being in an excruciating amount of pain. She opened her mouth.



“Its time for you to sleep my dear.” Gabriel murmured and gently touched her forehead.



Immediately the girl was unconscious and the angel caught her as her now boneless body tried to slip from the bench. Taking care he laid her on the narrow seat and stood.



What now? He thought grumpily as he stomped off.









By the time Gabriel had covered the ten feet to the bathrooms and turned the corner it was pretty much already over.



Milo stood to the one side in his little girls body, smirking down at the man who now lay howling on the ground. Clutched in his small hands were the perverts bloody testicles and a bit of cloth from his pants where the demon had yanked them out at the root.



Tears streamed down the mans face as both of his hands desperately grabbed at his mangled crotch.



Gabriel crossed his arms and glared at Milo. “I cant take my eyes off you for one second.” He complained loudly.



On the ground the man thrashed in pain as the puppy enthusiastically tried to lick his face.



Milo shrugged. “I was bored.”



He squeezed the bloody balls of flesh in the girls tiny hands. Milo leered down into the pale face of a very sorry pervert indeed. “Besides….” He lifted one of the testicles and dropped it into her powder pink cupids bow mouth. He chewed vigorously, keenly watching as what little blood that had been left in the mans face drained out. Milo smacked his lips. “Vengeance is sweet.”



He glanced away from the man. Gabriel did not look impressed or even disgusted. The demon found himself inexplicably disappointed



“Here boy.” Milo whistled and threw the other testicle in the puppy’s direction. It obediently went right to the treat and gobbled it down, licking its lips and sniffing the dirt for more.



Perverts eyes rolled up into the back on his head and he finally fainted with a loud groan.



“I do so love a job well done.” Milo sighed.













The angel and the demon exited the back of the restrooms a minute later with Milo returned to his preferred human shape and the puppy trailing behind them.



The two men casually walked back over to the bench they had occupied earlier.



Gabriel took a seat in the middle and Milo once again perched on the end.



“I don’t see why we have to waste our time with this,” Milo groused. “its not like she matters.”



“Everyone matters.” Gabriel gave a long suffering sigh.



“Really?” Milo smirked. “Because that man we just left bleeding in the dirt didn’t seem to matter much to you.”



“That man was a thief.” Gabriel scowled. “He stole the daughters of half a dozen families. His punishment was just”



Ahhhhh… so Gabriel had also wandered thru the ilk that was the perverts mind.



“Besides…’ The angel sneered. “I don’t doubt for a moment that if God had a problem with what you were going to do that he would have stopped you dead in your tracks. So who am I to question?”



Milo huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. It was the truth of course, that still didn’t mean he had to like it. God was always watching. That was the main reason why he hadnt just killed the motherfucker. He could get away with a lot but as long as there was any chance whatsoever that a sinner might repent, Milo was duty bound to allow them the opportunity; no matter how unlikely it might be.



Gabriel turned back to the young woman and passed his hand in front of her face. A second later her eyelashes fluttered and she came awake with smile on her lips. She stretched and her eyes opened.



It took her a moment to realize exactly where she was at but then she sat up and a blush stained her cheeks as she realized that two strange men were now staring at her.



“I- I’m so sorry.” She yawned broadly. “I must have been emotionally exhausted.”



“It quite alright.” Gabriel smiled at her. “You’ve had a hard day.”



The girl nodded. “I had the most wonderful dreams though.” She smiled back.



“Ummmmm we were wondering…” Gabriel fidgeted.



“Yes?”



“Well….. We know you just lost your dog and you might not be ready but we thought we would ask……” Gabriel was babbling.



Milo had very little patience. Patience was a virtue and he did he best to steer clear of those.



“Do you want a stinking dog?” The demon growled.



“W-what?” The girl looked confused.



Gabriel turned a narrow eyed glare on Milo then turned back to the girl. “We ummm… we found this puppy.”

Milo scooped up the squirming puppy and held it up so she could see it.



It was love at first sight.



“Oh….” She held her arms out and Milo very nearly threw the puppy at her. “He’s so adorable!”



“Isn’t he though?” Gabriel looked on with amusement as she cuddled the puppy. You could almost see the pain in her heart easing with the prospect of a new friend.



“Are you sure he doesn’t belong to someone though?”



“He’s all yours.” Gabriel looked her straight in the eyes and willed her to believe him. She did. Its really laughably easy to convince someone of something if they want to believe it anyway.



Milo grabbed his bag of goodies and they left her on the bench talking baby talk to a very happy looking puppy.









They walked out of the park and down the several of the sweltering streets while Gabriel looked around and Milo rummaged in his bag.



“Goddamnit!” The demon suddenly swore. “My motherfucking ice cream melted!”



Milo kept walking, grumbling under his breath. “Goddamn! Goddamn! Goddamn!” He had only taken two more steps when he was suddenly snatched off his feet and jerked behind a nearby bush.



“What the fuck?!” Milo yelped, tearing himself away from the iron grip on the back of his neck.



“You dare,” Gabriel hissed behind him. “to take the name of the lord thy God in vain?”



Milo turned with a smirk on his lips and a smart remark on his tongue only to almost bite the muscle in half a moment later as he came face to face with a seething Gabriel.



The demon knew, of course he did. He had just forgotten. It wasn’t hard to do with Gabriel prancing around in his human form, with the soft green eyes and the gentle tone in his voice. He had just forgotten that’s all.



However, when he turned there was nothing human about the Gabriel he came in contact with and Milo was swiftly reminded that this was not just any angel he was dealing with.



Gabriel stood tall and proud, red hair nearly crackling with energy, his eyes flashing with raw power. This was the Gabriel of old, the one Milo had allowed himself to so conveniently forget existed. This Gabriel was a warrior from the top of his head to the very tips of his golden sandals. The right hand of God, the highest of the angels, the one who had brought down the walls of Jericho with his trumpet and that the almighty had entrusted to deliver the news of his son‘s birth to the blessed virgin.



Someone you most definitely did not want to fuck with unless you wanted to find yourself on the business end of a flaming sword of righteousness.



It took every drop of Milo’s self control not to wet himself and run.



Forgetting this Gabriel was the height of foolishness indeed, for this Gabriel was the wrath of God incarnate and at the moment that formidable wrath was directed exclusively at little old him.



Well fuck.







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