Change of Course

P u r p o s e

The day of the operation came.

The doctor's hand that held the lancet trembled slightly as she stared at the sleeping girl in front of her.

The operstion was going to start soon and the doctors and nurses bustled about preparing while a servant of God watched from above the hospital, his wings shimmering with the grace of Heaven. A woman with black, raven-like wings flew beside him, a small smirk gracing her stunning features.

"Pure soul..." The angel spoke softly. "What would reapers possibly want with that?"

The reaper threw her head back. "Why, exactly that... Older brother."

The angel grabbed the hilt of his sword. "Don't test me... I will not let you near her."

"Ohhh scary..." The reaper snorted. "It's her choice. You said so yourself. The real question is: What did Heaven intend to achieve by sending the angel of sorrow and loneliness to retrieve the heart of a pure, little girl?"

As quick as a flash, the angel took out his sword.

But the reaper was gone.