[ WP ] Angel , Demon , sinner , saint . Write a story that includes each of these archetypes , but without using names people will recognize .

Nerezza: 
 
 `` Do n't tell me what to do.'' Nerezza said through gritted teeth. 
 
 `` All I'm saying is you should be careful with these random men you bring home. I care about you y'know.'' Father Robert said in a calm voice. `` Ever since your mother-'' 
 
 `` Do not bring her into this! You useless old fart!'' Nerezza shouted. She turned away from him, grabbed her brown coat and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. 
 
 She knew she was in the wrong, her anger got the better of her once again. She could blame the hormones, she was 16 after all, but she knew the truth, she was just frustrated. She felt guilty for how she treated him sometimes. He took her in when no else would. He got her through the mourning of her mothers passing. She just felt nothing but anger. That anger began to pass as she saw a sad sight. A homeless man trying to open a can of beans with his mouth. She walked over to the man and placed two 20 dollar notes in front of the man and walked off. 
 
 `` Thanks'' The homeless man said. 
 
 Ezekiel: 
 
 To say Ezekiel was having a bad day would be an understatement. 
 
 `` What the hell you looking at!'' He screamed to the group of women walking past him. Ezekiel was soaked head to toe in urine. He was wearing the top half of a suit and what was left of a pair of pants he found in a dumpster. 
 
 `` Fucking bitch'' He kept mumbling to himself. Followed by `` I'll kill her, and that meat head.'' 
 
 A couple walked past and began giggling. `` What the fuck you laughing at?!'' He screamed to them. Their giggling became laughter as they walked away. 
 
 Ezekiel noticed a woman in a brown coat looking at him across the street. Her eyes were filled with pity towards him. `` And what the hell are you looking at?!'' He screamed at her. She looked away embarrassed and began walking down an alley. Ezekiel was about to make his way towards his friends house when something odd caught his eye. 
 
 Derek: 
 
 Those sweet legs. He was fascinated with them. 
 
 It was like Christmas morning for him. The prey was all alone. Nobody around but another shape that was screaming. It would n't be a bother. He would feel it again. The amazing feeling. He was going to silence this shape, but only after using it first. Then cut off those sweet legs for himself. 
 
 Nerezza: 
 
 Nerezza did n't feel all that well. Her mind was elsewhere, trying to think of a way to make it up to Robert. So much so that she took a wrong turn. She should know the area by now. Nerrezza turned around and.... 
 
 `` Oh hello....'' She said to the homeless man from before, standing right in front of her. `` Is there something else you want?'' Before she could say anymore the homeless man put his hand over her mouth with such force that it sent her into the wall. He kept a tight grip onto her, as she began to scream she realized the sound was n't escaping his grubby hands tight grip. She kept hitting him furiously but it seemed to have not effect on him. The homeless man took out a sharp piece of glass and began tearing at her clothes. 
 
 `` I do n't like it when the shapes talk. You should know that.'' The man babbled. Nerezza just tried to hit the insane man off, but he kept his grip. `` I'm the hunter, you're the prey, shape. Please just acccept it.'' 
 
 Robert: 
 
 She deserved it. Robert knew this. The little brat would always mouth off to him in some form or another, just like her mother did. Robert stood there watching the crazy homeless man punish Nerezza for her sins. `` The will of god'' He mumbled to himself. He knew this was divine intervention, this was gods way of making her see the light. She would turn to god after this with help of Robert. Then she'll never mouth off again. 
 
 Robert began to smell on odd odor. `` Urine?'' 
 
 Ezekiel: 
 
 Ezekiel knew something was very wrong. Why the hell was some minister in an alley? where did that girl and the homeless dude go? 
 
 `` Gaaah!'' A voice from down the alley screamed. Followed by a heart aching scream. The minister did nothing but stand there and wait. This was to much for Ezekiel, something had to be done. Ezekiel suddenly ran down the alley, ignoring the ministers reaction. 
 
 He turned the corner to see what looked a man slowly cutting the clothes off a girl. `` Hey!'' Ezekiel shouted as he ran towards the man and hooked his arm around the mans neck and pulled him off the girl. 
 
 `` NO! NO!'' the homeless man shouted as he swung a glass shard at the air. `` I'M THE HUNTER!'' He blurted out as Ezekiel pushed him into some trash cans. The wacko man got up and began shouting odd things to do with shapes. The man ran towards Ezekiel with the glass shard pointing forwards. Ezekiel dodged the glass shard and smacked his fist down on the mans arm, making him drop the glass shard. Ezekiel then punched the man in the jaw with brute force he did n't know he had. 
 
 The man fell backwards, unconscious from the hit. Ezekiel then walked over to the frightened girl who hurdled up in the corner of the alley, covered by by shredded rags. `` Are you hurt?'' Ezekiel asked. 
 
 `` I-I-I do n't know'' The girl shivered out. 
 
 Ezekiel took off his urine stained suit jacket and put it on the girl and sat down next to her. 
 
 `` T-t-t-thank you'' She said.
