Septiplier - Angel

Mark

Mark POV:

My name is Mark Edward Fischbach. I am a angel. I died about a year ago. The reason why is still vague to me till this day. Right now I am standing in front of the most powerful angels and demons that rule heaven and hell. They can decide if you go to hell or heaven, if you are a guardian angel or just a normal average angel that just roams the streets of heaven on a daily day basis, they also decide if a demon has to be sent to the human world to 'deal' with some problems. The reason why I am here today is because they want to a sign me to someone by the name 'Sean Mcloughlin'. He seems to be in need of some sort of help, it is not clear if it is mental or physical. Obviously he must be important for some reason because being acquainted with a guardian angel is very rare. I personally don't want to go back to earth because there are too many memories there for me to recover and problems that could come my why, which is something I don't need right now. "Mark we would deeply appreciate it if you could go down to earth in 2 hours to help this poor young man out of his misery." A deep but gentle voice snapped me out of my train of thought. All I could do was sigh and give a small nod. "Alrighty then, and remember do anything stupid and I will come for you." A vicious voice said from behind me. It was Rachel. Even her name just brings terror and anger into my veins. "I know Rachel, now may I take my leave so that I could prepare myself for this journey?" I asked with a monotone voice, trying my best to hide all the emotions that were running threw me at this moment. I was about to turn around when I heard a loud slap and a few seconds later a small tingle started forming on my back. "Alrighty partner, I really hope that you mess up." She wickedly spoke, obviously she just wanted to see me pushed deeper into the ground. I waited another second and than I heard the rotten sound of heels clicking on the ground a sign that she had finally left. "You can leave Mark." A soothing voice whispered, I bowed my head and slowly shuffled my way out of the brightly lit room.

/Time Skip/

I stood at the gigantic gate that when opened would lead you to earth the place where mankind lived, oblivious of the angels roaming above and the demons screaming below. Gently one of the leaders pushed the gate open and there it was I could see it, Ireland. I hesitantly dragged my why to the edge of the cloudy land that I had called my new home. I turned around wondering if they were finally going to notice that I wasn't the right guy for the job, but all they did was nod. I took in a shaky breath and jumped off the edge.