Broken Skies (ON HOLD)

Prologue

Prologue:

Fallen-subject to sin or depravity, have sunk in reputation or honor, to be killed in battle.

 I'm a disgrace a disappointment, anything that has to deal with failing in the eyes of my father.

One simple mistake was all it took to get me thrown from my home, the only place I've ever known. Without my home I'm nothing simply because without it I have no future or plans.

I was a clueless child with no knowledge of survival without having my guidance which had disappeared when I had lost everything. When I was thrown away, the sky broke and rain fell. I had never seen such a thing that could draw up so much emotion...that was the day I learned how to cry.

Everything was a new sight and most I couldn't say I was fond over but there were moments, moments of joy where I could forget my mistakes. But those times never last long when reality hit and I realized I was still lost and in a new world that was broken just like me. I guess I should be a little appreciative that I was sent here because I was similar to the place.

After years of finally learning to grow up and take care of my self, I went off on a mission to find others like me. Not to long I found a few and we grouped together becoming each others missing family. We were there for each other as an extra arm to grab a hold of or if we just needed a laugh. Everything had started to finally piece together after centuries of trying but then they came and ruined everything we had worked so hard for.

People think so highly of them as if their innocent and pure warriors. They are wrong and those monsters are anything but vile creatures who have been spoiled for to long. Pampered and brought up to see the world in a certain view while I have had to suffer and see everything. That's when I realized nothing is fair in life and my family and I had to move on since there was nothing we could do unless we wanted to rot in revenge.

While some of us moved on trying to find new place of security, others stayed and planned to take them on and fight. We moved from place to place in order for people to not get suspicious of why we don't grow old. Never get close to anyone and stick with the family; that's how it always was and always will be.

We have lived together threw wars and times of suffering. Centuries have passed and we are still together, well some of us have left and some have joined but we are still a group, a family even if we are scattered around the world from each other. Everyone knows if you mess with one of us you get the whole team of us but still even then some try to take us on.

We aren't the lost confused kids anymore that are suffering. Now we roam this planet and help with what's needed in hopes to redeem ourselves of our sins. We take flight at night and walk the days scouting for the evils that have settled on our new home.

We're never good and never bad. Our wings are dark and tattooed into our skin to show people we have fell from the heavens and to give a warning but to us they're our pride and part of our lives. We may look like we are covered in darkness but in reality we are the few things that stand to protect earth.

We are the fallen that fall through the skies when they pour down our fathers tears.

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AN:

Hey guys I decided on another new story and hope this is one people enjoy... tell me your opinions and if I should keep going on and if people tell me to keep going I will. So please comment or vote or something in order to tell me this isn't a bad story.

Thanks, Love Skye:)

PS. when writing this I was listening to Letters to the Sky by Civil Twilight.