I won't be able to update for the next two weeks, so in the meantime, here's a character guide. At the end, there's a sneak peek of chapter one. Enjoy!
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Characters:
Crowley, a demon, unknown age
Aziraphale, an angel, unknown age
Avery, a hybrid, 15 (original)
Ciara, a hybrid, 15 (original)
Arren, an extremely curious human, 15 (original)
Luka, a human, 16 (original)
Anathema, a witch, 33
Newton, a human, 36
Gabriel, an angel, unknown age
Beelzebub, a demon, unknown age
Hastur, a demon, unknown age
Michael, an angel, unknown age
Suniriel, an angel, 500 (original)
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Avery hated her eyes. She hated the way they bulged just enough to look strange. She hated their unnatural yellow color that made strangers stop on the street and stare, and made well-meaning teenagers ask her where she bought her contacts. She hated explaining that they were, in fact, her eyes and seeing the look of disbelief on the stranger's face. Every time she could practically hear them thinking "what a strange thing to lie about". She had a very good reason to have these eyes, however. She was a hybrid, an unnatural combination of angel and demon. And while she hated her eyes, she adored her wings. They were big, soft, and very useful. For example, at this moment Avery was using them to playfully hit her sister, who was holding up her phone out of reach, sticking her tongue out. The girls weren't allowed to fly inside, and she couldn't get a decent air current, so all she could do was jump up and down trying to reach it. Then she heard movement down the hall and had a brilliant idea.
"Dad!" She yelled, looking Ciara straight in the eyes. They had two dads, Crowley and Aziraphale. They always called Crowley 'dad' and Aziraphale 'papa'. Ciara scowled at her sister as Crowley entered the room, looking at the two of them. He spotted the phone in Ciara's hand and smiled, snapping his fingers. The phone immediately appeared in Avery's hand.
"As much as I appreciate a good bit of mischief, you two need to get ready. If you don't hurry up, Angel's gonna have to drive you two to school, and you both know what his driving's like." Crowley said. The girls both nodded, and Ciara groaned.
"Okay, dad!" Avery said, turning to grab clothes. Neither of them wanted to be driven to school by Aziraphale. Crowley may have gone a bit over the speed limit, but Aziraphale never went above 10 mph. His driving was boring even for Avery's taste. So, the girls got ready.
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Choosing Fate
FanfictionWhen Aziraphale went to the back of his bookshop on a summer afternoon, he had expected nothing out of the ordinary. All he had wanted was to get a bottle of wine for Crowley and himself. The very last thing he had expected to see was two baskets, w...
