Prologue
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"Hold that side! Don't break rank!" Jake yelled out to his soldiers. His army of angels. Nine days they had been in battle. He was neither restless nor weakened. He had to fight to keep the Demons from bombarding into the gates of heaven. Demons that had been coming out of nowhere to annihilate any angel in their path.
It seemed like when he killed one demon another took its place. Monsters, they were, trying to corrupt the heavens. Lucifer, Satan wanted to take over God's throne. He wanted God's power so that he could destroy the world. Reign hell on the entire earth. Jake was the Archangel that couldn't let that happen.
His father bestowed upon him the job to see that it doesn't.
He wielded his sword, the Blue Flame sword that His Father blessed upon him. He was slashing and killing any, every demon that made contact with it. He fought beside a few of his brothers in this battle. Raphael, Gabriel, and Remiel.
He didn't know if it was day or night because the lightning struck the sky like hot fire, illuminating the clouds and the battle within it. More demons came from out of nowhere upon the strike causing a break in his flanks. They slaughtered the archangel Remiel, and his death broke through all angels like a tsunami.
Jake roared with pure fury and a burst of light incinerated any demon that was within a few feet of him. His mind concentrated on mourning his brother. A moment of weakness. A demon flew at him with impeccable speed and rushed him.
His sword was knocked from his hand , his face was punched with a multitude of force and strength and glowing blue blood flew out his mouth.
He reached down to grab his sword but soon he felt a horrid pain stab through his back. A bolt of agony went through his body as he noticed his wing had almost been sliced off. His body felt numb and he lost his balance.
Out the corner of his eye he saw another demon flying in. He grabbed his sword and killed the demon in mid-air. But the previous demon took the opportunity to finish him. Another pain struck through his body. He felt his own blood dripping down his back.
Using the last ounce of strength he had , he powered up his energy and released a large flash of lightning. The sky shined as brighter than the sun itself. He knew he had saved a lot of his brothers with that burst of power.
Jake cried out as he dropped his sword , in his agony and pain from his broken wing he noticed that he was falling. Spiraling down and down out the heavens. He wanted His Father to catch him, knew that He would. And He didn't. He couldn't stay conscious , he was losing grip. It didn't matter because he felt abandoned.
He had never felt more alone than now. Maybe this was his faith. He must have deserved to die. He had failed his fellow angels. He dropped his sword and this was his punishment for it. He was falling fast. Like a meteor falling into the atmosphere , his body SMASHED into the earth creating a small crater. The effect of his crash would create a rumble in the earth, as if it was an aftershock of an earthquake.
After the impact Jake was gone. No angel had ever fallen from the heavens before. No angel was ever suppose to. It was always a cruel myth. Now Jake was a fallen angel that had just created a hole in the world.
Would he survive ?
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Jake; The Fallen Archangel (Gay Romance)
Paranormal"Why am I here?" I asked to no one in particular. I clutched at my gut as my stomach began to churn, something poisonous was rolling around inside me. I shook the room once again crying out as my wings fought for escape, they ripped through my fles...
