[AN: Well hello there, here is the prologue, give me some feedback, PLEASE! Thank you!
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"When the time comes, you will understand. And you will be thankful. But for now, you are unknowing."
-Unknown
April 27th, 2000 (1600 years after The Blac Winged Prophecy was made)
"Niall Horan, please report to the Thrown Room immediately." A voice boomed through the Rec. Room, in Guardians Academy, School for Angels. 6 year old, Niall sighed, 'What now?' he thought to himself. The other students in the Rec. Room snickered at him. He lowered his head and made his way to the Thrown Room, quietly, trying not to attract more attention to himself. He knocked quietly, respectively. "Come in Niall." He went in quickly, letting his mind go blank. He bowed to Him, and sat in front, with his head still bowed. "Look at me, Niall." The Lord said. He looked up to Him, and half-smiled, trying to give hope to himself. "Niall, you do nothing but cause trouble! I know you don't start it, but you go with it, always doing it with them!" He said to the small 6 year old boy with Blac wings.
"Lord, its not me, it's Travis! He pins it on me!" Niall exclaimed, only, God didn't believe him, despite what Mundanes think, He doesn't know everything, and is not perfect. Niall lets his mind go blank again as he tries reading his Lords mind. *Gah, I might as well banish him. In ten years.* Niall looks at his Lord in shock. He's going to banish him?
"Niall, we both know Travis is the best student out there." 'Yeah Righht.' "Now, in ten years, you will be banished if you continue to act like this. Now go." He said to the 6 year old boy, with the Blac wings. The only one of his Generation, and Century.
**10 YEARS LATER**
Niall sighed as he went to the Thrown Room for the last time. He knocked quietly on the door, "Come in, Niall." The Lord said, and Niall entered. He bowed to his Lord Almighty, and sat at his Lords feet. "Niall, what did I tell you 10 years ago?"
"That if I kept it up, I would be banished." The 16 year old boy replied, knowing full-well where this was going.
"That's right, now, if you fall in love you can come back, but for now, you are Banished to be an Angle. Farewell Niall Horan." His Lord said, and next thing the blonde knew, he was falling, so he snapped his beautiful Blac wings out, and soared, silent tears falling from his eyes. One thing on his mind.
No one could love him.
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[AN: There's the prologue, hope you liked it. So yeah....]
Bibaii
Stay Beautiful; Stay Young; Forever Young.
