//My Fallen Angel// PHAN (DISCONTINUED)

Prologue- Framed

"Phillip Lester, what do you have to say in regard to this evidence put before you?"

My heart was pounding in my chest, words unable to form on my tongue. All that came out of this damned hole called a mouth was spluttering and stammering to right myself.

"I'm innocent! I've done nothing wrong!" The words finally left my mouth after an awkward ten seconds of me stammering. Lithel, the man that had called me into this situation, sat smugly as I answered. His eyes held a mix of content and triumph. "I've been framed, I swear I've done nothing wrong!"

"Do NOT lie to me, Phillip!" Snapped Havor, the judge of this holy court. I stood firmly situated to my spot, my mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for water.

"B-but Havor, you surely know I would never commit a crime! Especially one of murdering an innocent angel! Please, you must believe I've done nothing wrong!" This time my voice was cracking, the pitch much higher than it was before. I felt like I was about to break down right in front of everyone here. "Please, Havor.... I'm innocent. You've got to understand that!"

The silver winged angel stared down at me, his gaze then coming to rest on Lithel. "Lithel, you said you saw this murder happen right in front of you, am I correct?" Havor asked the crimson winged angel. Lithel nodded, a painfully fake solemn look upon his features.

"Yes, your honor Havor, I did. I'm sure Phillip didn't even notice me as he heartlessly killed Gelael." Lithel's voice was soft. I knew he framed me. He had to. I am an innocent angel, Lithel has no proof I've done anything!

"Phillip, do you or do you not agree with this information you are hearing?" Asked Havor, his gaze burning into mine. I had to look away, as I was shrinking under that cold yet horribly heated gaze.

"N-no, your honor, I do not." I stated firmly, my eyes coming to rest on Lithel. He glared down at me with a passion, his brown eyes boring into my blue ones. I never broke his gaze, even as Havor spoke to me.

"And why is that, Phillip?" Came the snarl from the larger male.

"Because I am an innocent angel who has never once laid a hand on another violently. If I would have wanted to murder an innocent man, especially one of my friends, then I would make sure not to do it in public." I snapped, my eyes growing wide as I noticed the words that had just left my lips. The entire room was filled with gasps and murmurs of worry and it took everything I had not to look down in shame at my choice of words.

"That was not a wise choice to make, Phillip." Came the calm response from Lithel, who's lips were desperately trying not to curve up into that insane smile of his. Many thoughts were racing through my head at that point. This isn't fair! I don't understand why it is so hard to believe that I hadn't killed Gelael, especially since he had been my best friend for longer than I can remember. I'm not a heartless monster.

Lithel's next words pulled me out of my thoughts. "But you didn't do it in public. I was there. You hid yourself and Gelael as you murdered him." He said softly. I could feel my eye twitch as I looked back up at the one who I'm sure was the actual cause of Gelael's death. Inhaling sharply, I went to make a counter to his statement when Havor banged his gavel on the table.

"Silence!" He bellowed, causing the entire room to shake as he glared down at me. "It is clear that you have been the cause of your alleged friends death. Lithel is an angel of honesty. You are an angel of kindness. What kind of sick person are you to go back on your word to God that you would be the angel of Kindness, Phillip?!" He snarled at me, making me flinch away. "And now you've gone and killed the angel of good luck. How does that make you feel?" Added Lithel. Something in me finally snapped at his comment.

"It's you who's done it, Lithel! I know it's been you! You're framing me, you twat!" I screeched at him, causing the crimson winged male to widen his eyes in surprise and glance around nervously. The doors to the room bursted open as two angels stepped inside.

"You, Phillip Lester, the angel of kindness, have been proven guilty of the death of Gelael Simm. You are hear by banished from Heaven, and shall be stripped of your wings." Havor concluded, slamming his gavel onto the table in front of him. My jaw went slack as the two angels came and grabbed me by my arms, dragging me out of the room and towards my fated fall. The only thing going through my head at that moment was that I felt betrayed. Broken. Damaged beyond repair. And now, I was going to be living in the limbo.

My breathing was shuttery as I was dragged into the room of my coming fall, the two angels throwing me onto the floor without a second thought of whether that was too harsh or not. A grunt escaped my lips as I collided with the hard floor, my gaze trailing up to one of the men as I was pushed near the large hole in the ground. One of their hands grabbed the bone of one of my midnight black wings, his grip tightening on the fragile skin and muscle. I let out a cry of pain as they twisted downwards, a sickening crack reverberating around the room. A whimper escaped my chapped lips. Their work was soon interrupted by a banging at the door. The doors swung open quickly, revealing who I assumed to be a jury member.
"Stop! Stop, don't rip off his wing!" They shrieked, causing one of the men to push me as they jumped. I felt myself slowly falling back without a stop.

"Oh no...." I breathed as I realized what was going on. My body was falling. I was falling through the hole to limbo.

It felt like an eternity until my back his solid ground, knocking the breath out of me. My eyes were screwed shut as I laid on the ground, not wanting to open them in fear of only seeing black. A chirp started me enough to open my eyes after a few seconds, bright light filling my vision. This.... This isn't limbo.

"W-where am I?" I asked aloud, looking around at where I had landed. There was grass beneath me. There were trees all around me. Wherever that hole had taken me, it definitely wasn't limbo.