I go to ADS.
Thats an abbreviation for Angel Defense School. But trust me; it’s much better than it sounds. Now you are probably wondering why do angels have to go to defense school? Well it’s kind of obvious, the dark force and his minions-orsomething-are becoming stronger and now angels are being sent to Earth to protect the humans. Honestly though, I just found out that Angels exist less than a week ago. Before any of this…mess (to put things nicely), I had a family. A mother named Meredith and a father named George. Obviously they aren't my blood parents considering I’m at this freak school right now but they sure felt like they were.
Last Wednesday, a man named Dylan visited me and in all bluntness laid it out on me thick. No “spare me your feelings”; he just let it all out. He was kind enough to "enlighten" me on my heritage. Apparently my mom and dad were both full angels and together they conceived me. You’d think it would be normal for angels to you know…produce. But somehow during the last generations full female angels became more rare and scarce. Turns out I am the last female purebred. Great isn’t it? The only thing I know about being purebred is that I am the last female to be able to conceive a full blooded angel, which makes me highly valuable to anyone.
I am here to learn how to protect myself, or that's what they told me anyways.
So while I still believed I was human, I went to a public school, I was in grade 10 and my IQ was unbelievable high for a 16 year old. I wasn’t considered the kid prodigy or anything…but many other things. This one time in grade 9 I beat up this girl named Emily who got little too close for my liking when she had the audacity to insult my new haircut. I kind of sent her to the hospital.
OOPS.
At least nobody commented on my haircut after that. Ever since then, my mean girl rep carried to High School. I have beaten up my fair share of people but they were never a match for my speed, strength or quick wit. I never knew all these attributes were heightened because of the pure blood that runs through these veins of steel. I brush my bangs out of my face and snap back to reality…
Jag.
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Purebreed
ActionFighting? You got it. Weirdness? Right here. Love? That bites you right in the ass. Angels? More than you could ever ask for.