Mark POV:
The journey down to earth would take about an hour. You are probably wondering why Rachel and me have such a bad relationship. Well let's just say that one we just hate each other in general and two she knows something that I don't and she keeps saying that it is something so important to my old life, did I forget to mention that demons do remember how they died and more of their life than angels. Mostly they try to make angels forget everything about earth, so if you stay long enough in heaven then you will completely forget what being human is like or they will just think that they were angels there whole life. I wouldn't mind if that happened to me really, my life on earth was terrible, filled with so much bullshit that I wouldn't be surprised if I had committed suicide. I should probably not think of that, maybe in this time I should be thinking of different situations and ways to help this young fellow.
/Time Skip/
With a loud thud I land in a small alley way in Ireland. I try to stand up but gravity seems to be stronger here than in heaven so I just sit there for a while trying to get used to the new air and weight that I am forced to deal with. I look down at my clothes and notice that I am now wearing a red flannel, a big furry coat, black jeans, and red converse. After a few minutes I slowly stand up, and shuffle my way out of the alley way. Soon enough I see people everywhere, with different coloured auras. What is supposed to happen is that after I get acquainted with Sean, everyone else's auras are supposed to disappear. I just awkwardly stand there watching everybody walk around, soon enough I start to get dizzy there are too many voices and colours and everywhere I look I can't seem to block them all out. After a while I decide to close my eyes and try to block everyone else out. Breath in, breath out, breath in and breath out. The cold air of Ireland is something my lungs still have to get used to as the wintry air is stinging my lungs a little. A little after my breathing session I feel the area around me get a colder, and I can feel sadness and pain starting to hang thick in the air. He is here. I instantly open my eyes to see if I can see any sort of black aura anywhere. For a minute I don't see anything till I see a piece of green hair appearing from the crowd of people, and his dark aura starts to shine brighter, signaling me that I found him. I am about to walk over, but quickly stop because when the people clear out that is when I see what is actually happening. He is not alone.
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Septiplier - Angel
FanfictionThe story of a young Irish man, who self harms because of the way his life has panned out. Until one day, he meets an American named Mark, who is secretly his guardian angel that's supposed to help him get better. Slowly Mark starts to fall for him...