✨New Wings✨

Chapter 3

I sit on my bed, petting Jazzy's soft, white fur, staring at the trees swaying back and forth, back and forth. I watch the greenish- yellow seeds fall into our soft green grass. I close my eyes, and stop moving my hand. I am trying to absorb all of the information that I have gained today. I am an Angel, apparently part of a secret society of super humans. "Dark" angels are trying to take over and take me, and we don't know why. My dead father was an angel, and even though we were really close, closer than anyone else is to their dad's, he didn't tell me, his only child. Suddenly, I realize something. The "dark" angels probably killed my Dad, just because he was a protector. A bolt of hot read anger goes through me. They killed my Dad. They need to be destroyed, every last one of them. They're probably killing other girls fathers too, leaving them alone in the world. I get up and pace my room, thinking over a master plan. I need to go to that school, train, understand the society, leave, find them, and form an army to destroy them once and for all. I hear a soft knock on my door, and I leap onto my bed, resuming my position. " Come in!" I call. My mother steps into the room, her feet padding on the carpet. I feel the bed lean as she sits down. " Honey? Are you alright?" She says quietly, like a loud noise will set me off. I don't respond. She sighs and leaves, quietly shutting my door. Once I hear her feet hit the wood at the bottom of the stairs, I get back up and run to my computer. I sit down on the white chair my mom got me last Christmas. I open it up, type in my password, and open up the search engine. I frantically search for any information on angels, but a lot of it is religious, not science. No secret messages. No signs. No websites saying " Sign up for the Protectors School here!". After hours I close my laptop and get back on my bed. I snuggle under the warm covers, and close my eyes. Feel Jazzy settle next to me. It'll be a miracle if I sleep tonight.