'Demons and Angels would often want power. One would want to get rid of the other. It was similar to a natural war . When someone wants some land they would fight to get it and take it over. It was often believed that Demons were the starters because they were believed to be dark' I looked at the girl beside me - Quintessa. She knew way more than she should. If I was being honest, it was basic information. But I was one of them, of course it was basic, I knew deeper secrets, she shouldn't. No human should. She wasn't one of us either. I looked her over, like everyone else did, though my gaze lasted longer than others.
"But it wasn't always the demons starting the wars," I interrupted, turning my head to the teacher. "The angels often felt to keep power; they needed to show the demons that they were still in charge. And wars were the main way they did this. The angels weren't...well angels, with shiny yellow halos, and kindness. The demons weren't red, with horns and spiky tails; stereotypes." I looked around the class, who started to focus on me. "The wars weren't Demon based; they weren't mainly about the Angel’s intimidation, but about the Angels feeling like they were losing power. As time went on, they felt like humans were losing faith in them..." I was being full on stared at, I realised I shouldn't have said that much... "...I mean...I read a lot...that was just... uh...authors views on the wars." I sank my head into my chest, staring down at the desk,
The lad next to me was challenging me. “I had never thought of it like that. You are right it was a war that is interoperated in many ways, indeed. No one knows if it’s true of course but it may have been deeper reasons that just power like humans do. It may have been like family fights. One fights for power and others challenge that’s how it balances out. For there to be dark there has to be light and so it’s like a family fight. If one starts many do to defend their kind. These angles may have felt threatened. Who wouldn’t by something that is meant to be evil and punish you? No one knows for sure. I respect your words.” He did make a good point indeed and for once someone was fighting for their point against me. No one ever did and for this I felt equal. He has earned my respect.
The class was looking at us two like we were freaks and I could hear most of their comments, but I didn’t care he should be proud of what he said, and I am glad someone other than me has read this stuff and been told about it. It will make the year easier if I was not the only one talking and everyone else was writing notes and learning about it all for the first time. He shouldn’t feel shy and make it up by a excuse such as a author wrote it. He should be proud.