Chris' POV
I growled and threw a punch and he grabbed my hand. "Is this what humanity has come to? My father never should have created humans then if that is the case." I ripped my hand free and got a closer look of the angel. Stands like a warrior while carrying a 'noble' air about him. The Archangel Michael. I scoffed, "Look closely angel. I'm not human." He tilted his head. I smiled, 'He looks adorable like that.' He looked at me, "I see that you are correct. You are not human, but I don't know what you are. I also believe that I am not adorable." I growled, "Stay the fuck out of my head!" I then hear a growl behind me, "If I were you I would step away from him feather head." Simon. Michael looked at him and scoffs, "You really think you scare me?! Try it dogbreath!" My vision started to get blur. Simon looked at me and paled, "Are you ok little pup?" All I then saw was Michael standing over me and then nothing.
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Elenia
FantasyAn ancient power that should be long gone, but it flows through the blood of one special kid. All Christopher wants is to have a normal human life. He would have one if he was human. Chris is the last of his kind. The ancient power does have a name...
