Nephilum

Prologue -James POV

"You've got to be kidding." I demanded. I looked across the desk from my seat and glared at Rodger, one of the higher ups in Heaven. We are in his office, even though he literally could told me this anywhere.

"I am not kidding. It's not my fault you decided to reveal yourself to a mortal. You know how dangerous that is. We had to wipe everyone in that department stores memory." Rodger remarked, his voice annoyed and bordering angry.

"He was being a jerk. He deserved a little scare." I defended. It wasn't my fault the guy had been planning to rob the store, eventually killing four people, including a ten year old boy.

Rodger sighed. "You can't keep acting out like this. The council has given you some slack given recent events and who your father is, but you're on thin ice. They were already threatening to exile you."

I sat there, dumbfounded. I knew I had crossed a few lines lately, but I didn't think the council would be this upset over them. I sighed in defeat, knowing that nothing was worse than being forced to take the fall. It was excruciatingly painful. You had to first get your wings ripped out from you, then fall the millions of miles down to Earth. I heard stories of when people landed, they were put in insane asylums because they were either raving mad, or couldn't remember anything.

"Fine. What's her name?" Muttered, crossing my arms.

Rodger smiled triumphantly, pulling out a file from his desk. He handed it to me and I flipped it open.

The girls name is Elizabeth Millington and I have the dull task of keeping her alive. She lived somewhere in Michigan, but I didn't bother to look where exactly.

There was a picture of her inside the file and she looked average. Her skin was a light brown and her eyes matched. Her dark brown hair reminded him of something the humans ate called chocolate.

Angels could eat food with no difficulty, but most of us choose not to, since it's nothing more than a hindrance to everything we have to get done.

I skimmed over the rest of the file, which basically stated that I had to keep her alive and well until the time is right, whatever that means. It stated how she is important, but it didn't say why.

I shook my head slightly and sighed in defeat. "When do I start?"

"Now."