I got my wings on my 16th birthday most of us don't get them until the age of 18 but I was early. On my 16th I was my house with all my friends we where just going to have a movie and pizza night yup that didn't go to plan... I was having intense back pains all day but I though I'd just pulled a mussel. However come around 8pm I felt like something was clawing its way out of my back I couldn't even explain the pain. I let out a loud yell collapsing seeing a pool of black blood surround me, my mother ran in and forced all my friends to leave then I blacked out.
When I woke a had 2 huge black wings attached to my back, however they where pure black.
In our society there isn't just angels and all angels are different. Most of us have black wings with a hint of another colour at the end of them a lot like that weird dyeing the ends of your hair trend but with wings. Black and red means an angel of hope, black and blue means an angel if protection however pure black means strength as in the strength if whom the wings belonged to. There was only one other purely black winged angel and he was knows to all of us. As weird as all this may sound its mythology to most however it's just how things work with us. I looked back and my wings where gone they only appear when I want them to our biology is completely different from humans to allow this to happen however it also means once we get out wings we can not go to hospital go to medics as it's all completely different we go to other ones of our own to seek medical help.
A few hundred years back many of our kind married there way into royal family's and joined government they became crazed believing they had the right to take over and "rule all" a massive war broke out between our people and the people whom opposed the world take over was the other black winged angel his army one as he refused to be ruled but others a well known quote of his is;"the church of lied can't tell me what is right" he called his army the "rebels" and threw our the war they suffered with lack of food and supplies but somehow pulled threw and won the war.
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FanfictionMisconception number one, we don't exist. Misconception number two we always have wings. As long as you realise those two things aren't true this will make a lot more sense to you. Scarlet is only 16 when she gets her wings and slough she believes s...