It has been months since I saved the mortal and the Consul of Angelic Power has tried me for interference of a mortal life, showing my ethereal self to a mortal, and sharing my blood with a mortal. Each punishable by Death or Damnation.
I stood on the pedestal glaring at Jade purposely ignoring the rest of the council members. They all hated me, I was the only Avenging Angel left with pure white wings, the rest of the Angels on the Council and population of heaven had other colors depending on how they were judged by God himself.
"Rain, pay attention to the rest of us!" Josiah growls from behind me as he tugs on my wings harshly making me wince.
"Why when I know that your just gonna Damn me. Your going to send me to Earth and in three days time if I don't rip out my own wings you'll send the Archangels down to torture me by ripping my wings out in the slowest way possible. All of you can not stand that only a few of the First and Pure angels remain! The last Angelic war killed out many of my brethren; all of you think once I'm gone your own wings may turn Pure but your wrong, once the last Pure Angel is gone from Heaven no more shall arise for the rest of Eternity. All of you know this. Go ahead and Damn me I care no longer." I say turning in the pedestal looking each Angel in the eyes my harsh gaze falls onto Azazel and he growls and stands to his full height pulsing his wings and the other members follows his lead.
"As the head of the Consul, I Azazel, the leader of the Archangels, sentence Rain to Eternal Damnation!" A portal opens beneath my feet and I fall down, down to earth in a ball of fire that burns my heart and causes me to black out.
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The Fallen.
ParanormalRain is the one of the few pure Avenging angels left in heaven.She was banished because she saved a mortal with her own blood and let the mortal see her as an Angel. This is her story.
