His Fallen Angel

Prolouge

| Prologue |

     I SIT DOWN on the plush lot of grass that resides in the center of Heaven. My white feathered wings rest on my back as I lower myself so I'm on my belly. The white long dress that I've worn as long as I can remember falls loosely around my body as I play with the grass with my skinny fingers. The gold ring that resides on my pointer finger gleams like the sun this afternoon.

"Jessie Simpson?" I hear a deep voice says behind me.

I spin around to be met with a tall figure. I stand up and once I see who he is I instantly freeze where I am.

Holy Shit!  He's an Archangel!

His tall figure towers over me easily and you could see the muscles under his layer of armor. The golden band that hovers over his head clearly shows the position he has. The silver band that hovers over my head and any other regular Angel in Heaven looks dull compared to one's of an Archangel.

I drop my head in respect as I wrap my hands around my waist.

"Y-yes" I stutter. I can't help but be nervous as I stand before a high ranking Angel.

"You have been requested to make an audience with The All Almighty" he says as he he grips the metal staff he holds in his left hand. This peace of long metal isn't any normal staff. This piece of shiny metal is coated with gold instead of the regular dull color of grey.

I spring my head up to be met once again with green eyes.

He wants to see me!

Me!?!

Me of all the Angels in Heaven. One of the rare angels that is clumsy, geeky, and has different colored hair. Here in heaven you either have blond or brown hair but when I got here they were surprised to see red hair coming from my scalp.

I nod my head in agreement, too frightful to use my voice, afraid that it would crack.

He turns around and I have a full view of his wings. There are white like a normal Angel but what's different is that his have a light shade of gold near the bottom and top of his enormous wings.

He looks at me and nods as he begins to hover off the ground with the help of his wings. I do the same and we make our way to God's Home.

My hands start to shake when we get closer and closer, I can hear my fast beating heart through my ears.

We descend on the ground and I face a tall building made up of white granite. We make our way through the golden gates and walk towards where I guess God is. Soon enough I am facing The Almighty. His features are one compared to a senior on Earth. His eyes shown wisdom like the wrinkles on his face. The white beard coming from his chin comes about to his chest.

"Leave us" he said with a powerful voice and immediately after the archangel is gone.

I look at God in awe. He is so much powerful than I expected. He is Huge! Like really tall!

"Y-You asked for m-me" I stutter, fish I need to stop.

"I know you've been looking for your parents Jessie Simpson" he said as he looked down on me because of his height. He stands and he rises a foot more.

""Yes, I have" I said confidently, I am everything but ashamed to admit that. When I arrived to heaven I was alone, my birth father and mother were gone. After a hour of me crying on the ground in the center of heaven I was found by a  Senior Angel. She took care of me for the nineteen years I was here.

"Well, one of the Scholar Angels and myself have found out who are your parents" he said as he sat down once again on his 'thrown'.

Tears of joy rushed down my eyes, I can't believe my ears. Is what he said is true, did he really found out who my parents are!

"Yes! And who are they!" I say excitedly. Eager to hear the information.

He smiles at me in happiness.

"Your father was one of my strongest and trusted Archangels on heaven, he was truly one of a kind" he said in a daze like remembering the good old times. My smile grows but soon deflates.

I caught onto that one word..

"Was?" I said in nervousness. My hands clasp onto the other, afraid of the answer.

"Yes, we haven't seen him in years..Nineteen years to be exact" he said as he closes his wise eyes.

"And my mother?" I said in fear. Am I ready to hear the rest?

He opens his eyes and looks at me in sadness and pity.

"Your mother..was a Human" he said as stands up to his full Height.

I gasp in shock. No! No! Anything but that. Here in Heaven it is forbidden to have relationships with the Humans below us and especially have children.

More tears pore out of my eyes but not in joy like the last time, this time in total Fear.

The penalty of having a child not born to another Angel is....

Having their wings burned off and being cast down to earth.

Making you a Fallen.

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