Love Dove {Skephalo Angel/Demon AU}

The Others

Bad looked up, alarmed by the other person. "Hello?"

The mysterious one stepped closer to them, not saying anything. He pulled a book off the shelf and opened up to a certain page. He handed it to Bad.

Bad read the first line, "what are you doing here?"

Skeppy wasn't spooked anymore, he was actually quite inviting now that he knew this person was capable of communication. "We were exhiled from heaven and hell. Who are you?"

The young man walked down the aisle and pulled another book, he handed it to Skeppy.

Skeppy read the title. "Mega...book of human history. You are human history?"

He shook his head.

"You're Mega?"

He nodded.

Skeppy put the book back on the shelf. "We're looking for the medical books."

Bad cleared his throat. "Yes, but now I'm interested. What are you?"

Mega shrugged.

"Well you don't belong to earth, so where do you belong?"

Mega shrugged.

Bad huffed and took Skeppy's hand. "Okay, well we have to go. We have a bone to fix."

Mega watched ominously as they walked away.

Skeppy giggled. "Can you believe it? We have a friend!"

"I don't know what that was." Bad looked up at the signs. "Didn't look angel or demon."

"There's a lot of things in the spiritual realm. Maybe he's a...hmmm..." Skeppy looked at the books as they walked through the spiritual selection. "Maybe he's a Div."

"Do you know what a Div is?"

"No, but it was on that book." Skeppy pointed.

Bad shook his head. "He looks like nothing more than a trapped spirit. Probably died here, too stubborn to move on."

"That's so sad..." Skeppy frowned and tugged on Bad's arm. "Can we go help him? I'm an angel, I bet I can help him move on."

"Angel, your wing is broken. I'm trying to fix it."

Skeppy kept tugging. "Please?"

"After I've fixed your wing."

Skeppy was satisfied. "Fine, but do you really think you can fix it?"

"Sure, probably. I can try."

***

"Doesn't seem that difficult." Bad closed the book on bones. "I think I can do something with it."

"Really?" Skeppy perked up. "You can fix it?"

"Let's see." Bad cracked his slender fingers. "Turn around and kneel on the ground."

Skeppy turned and kneeled. "Will this hurt?"

"I'd assume." Bad picked up the broken wing carefully. "But I'm not trying to hurt you, I'm trying to fix you."

Skeppy put his arms on a reading bench to brace himself. "Please, be careful–"

Bad hummed and tapped the broken part of the wing, testing the sensitivity.

Skeppy hissed. "Ow–"

"Okay...this will hurt like a bitch." Bad laughed.