Forever & Always - Sequel to WSTW

Chapter 1

Hey giys so here is the first chapter! I'm sorry it tok a bit longer than expected and its kinnda short, I've had a lot on my plate lately. And yes i know that i havent been updated Morticians Daughter up, I just dont know about that story, it always takes me FOREVER to make a new chapter. But yes here is the new chapter

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So much has changed since I died. So let me tell you what has happened. Well first off I went to heaven, and it’s really not that bad, but it’s not what I’d call ‘paradise’. I mean, it’s not bad, but I’m not happy up here. So like what religious people said, when you die and you did good in your life you go to heaven, you because an Angel, but one thing that isn’t true is that even if your gay, self-harmed, have tattoos and piercings (basically all things living religious people say you go to hell for) you still go to heaven. The only way you go to hell is ya, you did really, REALLY bad shit in your life. So yeah, I’m an angel. But Angels are ranked in classes though. There is the Head angel that is able to speak with ‘god’ and basically tell us what he wants us to do and stuff like that. He is the most powerful of all the angels. Then after that are the 10 Generals, they take orders from the Head and they give orders to those below them. Then each General has a lieutenant that has about the same amount power as a General, but their powers have more restraints on them so they can’t over through a General. And then there are the rest of the Angels like me.

Angels like that serve little to know purpose unless they become a Guardian angel. Basically all you can do is to look down on earth and protect the ones you love. I don’t know how that is done so ya, I’m screwed for seeing anyone I love down there again. This is because, only certain angels can “look down to earth” and those are the Head, Generals and Guardians. All the rest cannot do that, which explains why I’m screwed because I’m not a Guardian angel. Every angel has a type of weapon, but the type of weapon depends on the age/strength of the angel. For example, the Head angels weapon is more powerful than a Generals. When Angels are not using their weapons they are in a form of jewelry.  My weapons are two glock pistols and when I’m not using them they are leather cuffs w/ a gun charm on it.  

Yeah you confused aren’t ya? Yeah I was to when I first came up here. But to honest, I really don’t like it here. I ‘m not happy, I just want to see him again…

(Zero’s POV)

Date: October 12, 2012

Nothing can express how much I miss him right now.  I wish I wasn’t so stupid in trusting James, but hey I can’t do shit now. I looked up at the ceiling of my room. Yes, in Heaven you have your own house. I was laying in my bed wishing I could sleep, but sadly I can’t, why? Because Angels can’t sleep. I stared at my ceiling, remembering how I met him at Starbucks. I smiled at the memory as I grab the dogtags he gave me. When I died, I came up here with everything. I still had all of my piercings and tattoos. I sighed at the fact that it has been 8 months since I died.

I sit up and looked around my room. The crimson red walls and the black wooden furniture. I stretched my arms until I heard a crack. Then I unfolded my wings and spread them out until I heard a crack in the joints there as well. I looked at the white feathers on my wings. They were as white as snow. I sighed and jumped off my bed. I stretched a little bit again and got some clothes to wear. I put on some black skinny jeans and an Attila logo shirt. I have no idea how all these clothes got here when I died either. When I died and I came here for the first time my house was all done up like it is now and was filled w/ the same stuff it’s filled with.

I didn’t do anything w/ my hair or put any make up on. I went to the bathroom to go relieve myself of my bodily fluids (yes, we Angels still go pee and such). When I was finished I went to go wash my hands. When I finished washing my hands I looked up to the mirror above the sink. My green/hazel eyes were dull as usual; they have been since I was separated from him. I decided to switch my red labret bars in my snakebites for just plan silver ones. I had my black plugs in that said “Drug Free” written on them. I just had my regular industrial in. I dried my hands and walked out the bathroom and headed to my front door. I opened my door to see Alex leaning against one of the rails reading something.