They continued to torture me, trying to get me to scream. Each time I refused to open my mouth, and Josiah growled.
He walked in front of me, titled my head so I had to look up at him as he placed one thumb on my forehead and the other on my chin, his fingers splayed out across my cheeks.
"I'll take the only things, left making you an Angel." He says and uses his own power to call for the Angelic Power out of my blood.
"I'll take your Grace. God can not help you now." He whispers as I see the silohutte of my ethereal body being pulled out of my own.
Once he pulls away, he realeases it, causing it to shoot into the sky.
"Have a good time as a mortal." Josiah says as he and the other Archangels untie me and disappear.
I collapsed to the ground and passed out.
YOU ARE READING
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.
