The Angel in Hell

Before She Fell

Nizeria was a very faithful Angel of the Lord. She never doubted the God she couldn't see. It was her 50,000 year stationed on Earth. In America to be exact. She really loved it except for the fact she had no feelings. She could love but it wasn't love. She could be happy but not really happy. That's a negative of being a angel. You are cold, no feelings, and no regrets. For awhile now she had been thinking about dropping her Grace. But even if she did she would still be immortal. And she could end up like Lucifer. He himself had dropped his Grace. He stopped answering to God just because he had no faith no proof that God was real. After taking orders from the beginning of time and still only four angels had actually seen his face. I wonder if I'll ever see the face of God she thought. She held out her wings and felt the rush she never could get over. The feeling of pure power surging through each and everyone of her bones and veins.

"The feeling is great, huh?" A voice said.

"Yeah it really is" Nizeria replied.

"I remember my earth days" the voice chuckled.

"Your here now aren't you?" Nizeria said.

"Yes I suppose so" the voice became serious.

"I'm guessing your here to tell me to not give my Grace?"

"Yes though I admire the bravery in even suggesting it but Nizeria it's to dangerous and you mi-"

"Might end up like Lucifer or Angelina. I know the risks Michael" she said and turned to face Michael. His face hardened and he frowned and turned his head.

"You've set a place to drop it haven't you?" He narrowed his eyes. She looked down at the city below her.

"Yes, Michael that building there. I was going to do it tonight but you interrupted me" she sighed

"Well, I tried-

"Not very hard"

"-to stop you but you have proved to me that you are not strong enough to not become Lucifer or Angelina"

"As usual" Nizeria sighed and disappeared into the night.