Wings of the Angels (Birdtale!Sans x Angel!Reader)

chapter 1

* edited as of 7/26/2021

Angels were known for their repulsion toward earthly things. They wanted nothing to do with the imperfections of their human counterparts. However, there was always an exception to this rule. You didn't remember much of your life before you descended to Earth, but you never really cared. You adored the life that you led here, not to mention trying to think about anything before that made your head begin to ache. 

All that mattered to you was your home at the base of the grand Mount Ebott. You never quite had a grasp on its historical significance. You lived away from humans and so you never had much of an opportunity to learn of their history. All you knew is that Mountain kept many dark secrets trapped beneath it. That's all you needed to know to stay far away from it. And you were content with that. 

Something that was also amazing about living away from humans was being able to enjoy the open air. You loved to stretch your wings more than anything, and so you ended up doing it rather often. Today was just a day like that, a simple day to take in the scenery of the forest from a bird's eye view. It was perfect. Until you felt the beginning raindrops of a storm. Even as a creature natural to the sky, you couldn't stay in such weather. You knew it was smart for you to get out of the weather as fast as you could, and sadly you were rather far from your home. You could see the clouds rolling in quickly. You had no choice but to land on the closest flat ground you could find. That's how you wound up taking cover in a shallow cave on Mount Ebott. You felt foolish for being there, but you could already see the thick storm clouds rolling closer. 

"It's only to wait out the storm..." You murmured as you trudged away from the mouth of the cave. You were making sure to take in every little landmark you could as to not get lost there. It helped that there was a rather large dip toward the back of the cave to keep you from straying too far from the entrance of the cave. It was a pit which you couldn't see the bottom of. As you peeked into it, you felt a slight tug in your chest. A weird... almost longing feeling. You shook your head as you went to back away from the inky black nothingness before you. You didn't get far before you felt stuck. Your gaze refused to tear from the hole before you. The tug felt strong in your chest, making it impossible for you to move back. As you stared into it for longer, you swore you could hear just a faint whisper in the back of your head. It begged you not to leave. In fact, it told you to move closer. Closer and closer.

You loomed over the hole, wings pinned to your back. The feeling was warm and comforting. It felt nice. You crept closer to the edge, so that your foot hung off of the cliff. You didn't understand why you felt the warmth radiating from the pit. It wasn't physical warmth; however, more of an emotional warmth. It enveloped you and made you forget all about your predicament regarding the storm. You felt as if the world around you had disappear. It was just you and whatever urged you closer to the warmth. However, the warmth left almost as soon as it came, leaving you in the cold stormy air that filled the cave. The voice that begged you to stay had been quiet, until now. It demanded you move forward. A chorus of 'Do it's arose in your mind, clouding your thoughts. The warm, nostalgic feeling was replaced by a sickly guilt. Once that made you feel physically nauseous. You teetered over the edge, clutching your head as you begged the voice to stop. 

And finally it was quiet.

It felt... weird to sit in the silence. Your brain was still clouded with the nauseating guilty feeling, but it was finally quiet. You stood there for a good while, still unable to tear your gaze from the pit. Before you could step away, you felt a sharp shove. You were diving into the pit, scrambling to catch yourself on something. You tried to spread your wings, yet to no avail. The fear that spread through your body kept them pinned to your back. You couldn't even cry out as you plummeted down to god knows what. It seemed as if you were already unconscious by the time you hit the ground at the bottom of the hole.