A Demons Angel (Demon! LevixHybrid Angel! Demon! Reader)

A Prophecy

Levi's POV:

Shocked, i rush over to (y/n) and look at her back, seeing the most beautiful wings that I have seen.

 Her right wing was a glossy black colour with dark blue and silver accents, and gold smokey swirls, (like the wings were a glass prism and there was smoke inside) and the tips lined in pure white. Her left was a snow white with a light grey and very faint blue smoky swirls, and gold-bronzish colour accents.

 I step back and feel her worried eyes on me, looking for reassurance that it's okay, but I can't give her any....

~FLASHBACK~

"Levi! Pay attention!", my annoying instructor scolded me. I grunt in reply, not caring about the prophecies and such...I didn't even want to work in the palace, but it was just like the Survey Corps. I sigh, and look at my instructor very uninterested, and he knew that I didn't care.

My instructor sighs, "Look, i know you don't want to work in the palace...so I'll tell you only one prophecy that would mean the world to Demons. One day, there will be a Angel-Demon mix...and that person will be the most powerful, more powerful than Lucifer, and he will get greedy wanting that power. Their wings will be both white and black, with multiple colours looking as if they were trapped inside, moving like smoke. This is the physical appearance of them, they will have the scent of a demon, but the aura of an angel, a confusing mix really. I will pass you on this course and you don't have to come back here, but remember this ONE prophecy, Levi."

"Tch."

~END OF FLASHBACK~

I realise suddenly, this girl IS the prophecy that my old instructor told me about. 

The Angel-Demon mix, but I didn't figure it would become real. I look at her confused, shocked, intrepid, face. I try to talk but I'm knocked speechless being the one protecting this girl.

'She's too innocent for this cruel world...why is it her....what is her background on her suppressing her powers?'

Breaking the silence, she squeaked out, "W-Whats going o-on?"

 Her voice was full of fear and confusion and uncertainty.

I look at her and go to answer, but harshly realise that it's not that I won't but it's more like i can't.

'She's using her powers without realising it....at this rate, she won't be able to control them for a long time....i....I need to get out of her sphere of control...'

I walk out of the room stumbling under the pressure of her tremendous mental strength and walk down the block. I think about the prophecies once taught to me. 

I try to think of a way to handle this situation.....

All of the rules of the game have changed with this discovery....