I'll Be Your Armour (Charlie Morningstar x Vaggie x OC)

1. Day One - Heaven

Picture is of the way Brigid, our lovely OC's, body type. She is mid to late 30s and a classy woman. Remember she comes from the died in the 60s, so her fashion will be very much "housewife-equse". Any questions please ask away! Now on with the show!

Reminder I do not own any of these characters, the only character I own is Brigid, she is a work of my own mind.

Brigid POV

Bright light, that's all I could see as I opened my eyes. Where am I? This is highly peculiar, all I can remember is- wait, why can't I remember anything?

"Good Day, madame, can I take your name?" I hear above me.

I look up and see a blonde man, floating in front of me, wings on his back and a giant book in his hands.

"Where am I?" I ask, voice raspy, as if I haven't used it in hours. I gently cough, trying to fix the frog in my throat.

"Oh, I do apologise. I am Peter, and you, dear girl, are in heaven." Peter said, bright smile shining from him.

"You what now?" I couldn't believe it! Heaven! I died! How did I di-? Wait, that rat bastard! He killed me? I was his wife, sure I wasn't exactly perfect but who was? Hang on, I'm a sinner, why am I at the pearly gates?

"I can see you are confused, please, tell me your name and we can help you understand everything." Peter stated, holding his hand out, for me to take.

"Brigid, Brigid Morgan." I answer.

"Brigid, Brigid, Brigid. Ah, here you are. This is perfect. Step through the gates and you'll find Emily, she will guide you." Peter said, flourishing his arm towards the gates.

I nod at him in thanks, still confused. I walk through the gates and see a beautiful city in front of me. I stare in awe.

"It's just beautiful, isn't it?" A feminine voice, sounds beside me.

I turn my head and see a beautiful angel in front of me. "You must be Emily."

She nods, her smile beaming, "That's me, do I detect an accent?"

"English, I came from England." I respond, not understanding why my accent is so noticeable, surely there were more British people in heaven?

"Oh wow, your the first in 60 years! I can't remember the last British person that came to heaven." Emily stated, hmming to herself, before she took my hand and led me to a building. "Come, we have to see Sera. She will explain everything."

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Brigid POV

We enter what looked like an office, but pure white. I saw an angel sat at her desk. She looks up from her paperwork, a big smile on her face.

"Ah, Brigid, I'm Sera, seraphim and one that deals with new additions to heaven." Sera spoke with an angelic voice. "I am sure you are wondering what is happening."

I nod, Emily gestures to the seat in front of the seraphim. I clear my throat, "How did I die?"

"Ahh this is where it becomes a little messy." Sera stated, a little frown on her face. "Your husband found you, some what, tangled with another woman."

"So he killed me?" I ask astonished that I am still able to walk on heavens ground.

Sera let out a breathy laugh, "Oh no dear, you ran away into a wood and unfortunately ran into another farmers pitchfork."

I sat there, open mouthed, I died running away. "Why the heck am I in heaven? Wait I can't say heck? Heck. Oh for forks sake! I can't even say fork!" I face palm, leaning my elbows on my thighs.

That's when I noticed that my skin was alabaster with a tiny hint of purple. My nails were longer but perfect, like a manicure. My dress was still green, like when I died, but paler. My bust is still big and my hips still wide and still heels on my feet.

"I'm a sinner, I shouldn't be here." I say, quietly.

"Oh my dear, a little bit of lesbianism isn't going to send you to hell, you have a pure soul. Unfortunately it is heaven or hell, no in-between." Sera light laughed.

"But what if there was?"

"I'm sorry?"

"What if there was a in-between, a place that can judge those who die on earth, that looks through everything that person has done?" I explain, sitting straight and looking into Sera's eyes.

"Interesting, I would have to take this to the council." Sera said, standing from her desk, "You're in luck, there is one this afternoon."

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Time skip - after the council meeting

"I'm sorry it didn't go to plan, Brigid." Emily sadly said, patting me on the arm.

"It was all that Adam's fault, who does he think he is for forks sake?!" I say, exhausted from the drama that happened in the council meeting.

"That is Adam, as in the first man." Emily explained.

Realisation hit me, Adam, as in Adam and Eve. "That explains a heck of a lot. Shoot, I should have known." I turn away from Emily, whispering, "I've been praying to Lilith for years."

"Oh, hey, it's you!" I hear the voice that sends shivers down my spine, "How you doing, babe?"

"Ugh, Adam, I don't need to speak to you right now." I say, moving away from the being. "Emily, I'm going to take a walk."

Emily nods and watches me walk away. I walk out of the building, into the bright light of heavens outdoors.

I wonder the streets, seeing all types of beings on the street. Why isn't this freaking me out? Why did I have to open my mouth and suggest something so stupid?

As I pass a window, I finally see my face and hair, my features have stayed mostly, apart from my eyes, they are a brilliant purple iris's. My hair, which was once ginger, now a brilliant red, thick and long ringlets.

I sigh, what the hell do I do, now, for eternity. I pass an alleyway, when I am suddenly pulled into it. I let out a little yelp. I turn and see who grabbed me. Adam and his little beach.

"What the fork do you want?" I gruffed, arms crossing under chest, glaring at Adam.

Adam's sight, I could feel, lingering on my cleavage. "Damn, babe! You are smoking!" He laughed, nudging his protégé.

"Adam." She says warningly, eyes glaring at me, but I could see she was trying hard not to look below my face.

"Sorry." Adam huffed. "I'm also sorry to you, babe."

"For what?" Instead of an answer, I feel pain on my back. I look behind me and see Adam's beach and her sword slicing my wings from my back.

"You're idea was too good, the population in hell is starting to triple and I need a reason to go down there and exterminate them. That won't happen with you here, spreading your ideas!" Adam explained, grabbing my arm, digging his claws in. "Though one with pure soul, you are a slut, infidelity should have sent right to the place, which is where you will go now. To hell."

With that a hole started to form below me. I looked at the man, pure hatred in my soul. As the whole grew bigger, I growl and pull him closer to me, with his grip on me.

"You are going to regret this, fucker!"

Then all I saw is BLACK.