Prologue|Ethereal

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Hi guys, this is my new story and it's a non-kpop fanfic. I'm writing for all and I will eventually write a story that doesn't have smut. For innocent people of course. Unlike me....

Enjoy guys! Ilysm

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The faint breeze seeps through her hair as she gazes at the moon. Her skin becomes a milky white as she stares deeply into the round object in the sky. The contrast between the light and the dark was so obvious.

Jennifer can only lurk in the dark. She can't even touch artificial light. That's how bad the curse upon her is. More like; gene. She has once disobeyed her father and wanted to experiment with light. That 'accident' had caused her a burnt index finger that bled out black liquid.

She still questions the liquid.

What is it? Why won't it go back to normal? Why was she born this way?

These questions continue, until the girl in the light started to shift. Jennifer peered at her, watching with lust and curiosity. The girl was unbelievably beautiful; ethereal, almost.

Jennifer longed to sit next to her. She longed to touch her. She longed to talk to her. Her fathers stern words repeat in her head.

"You cannot make contact with anyone, unless summoned..."

She instantly forgot the rest. Her father spoke so sternly and formal to her. It was as if she wasn't his own daughter, which she always tried to forget that she was. Her father was the only figure in her life.

She always felt alone, even at home. The darkness at home was comforting, but knowing you're locked up with no one wasn't amusing at all. Not to her. Jennifer preferred to sneak out and explore. Mischievous, yes. Intelligent but not wise.

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Jennifer's perfectly brushed hair -that was now tied in a high ponytail- was as dark and mysterious as substance leaking from her finger. Jennifer believed her beauty was dark yet attractive. Mysterious. She despised bright colours and found herself glued to darker colours.

Yet somehow, the Angel in front of her was almost attracting her.

She made an exception to this girl. The blonde always sat on the same tree branch at the lake, that was currently frozen, and would stare into the moon.

The silk dress she was wearing was quite thin yet she didn't seem cold. Her eyes were a striking light blue that grew brighter by the minute. There's no way she could be a normal being.

Jennifer shivers as she analyses her features with content. Her lips part a little thinking of the blonde's plump ones. She perks up when her eyes land on the girls legs. They shine as the girl fixes her posture and glimmer when she crosses them.

Dirty thoughts fill Jennifer's mind as she grows closer and closer to the girl. Finding a hiding space in the shadow of the tree. The girl was even prettier than before up close.

Small amounts of snow starts to fall from the sky. The bright girl glances in the direction of Jennifer. Jennifer's heart thumping madly as the girl suddenly has a light aroma surrounding her. Jennifer slowly slides down the shadow of the tree aware that the girl is a source of light.

"Hello?" A small, innocent voice squeaked "Is someone there?"

Jennifer shrinks back and presses herself closer to the tree. The girl decreases the amount of distance between herself and Jennifer slowly. The thicket was full of trees and shadows but Jennifer knew she couldn't risk being seen.

Curiosity clearly written on the blonde girl's face, Jennifer used an ounce of her power to make a branch of tree fall with only a finger movement.

The girls head snaps towards the direction of the sound, this was Jennifer's time to escape. She moved herself deeper into the wood and continues to watch the girl from a distance.

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The breeze grew stronger and a small bump began to grow on the girl's back right where dress reveals her back. The lump grew bigger quickly and no pain seemed washed over her pretty face.

The bump burst and a cluster of white feathers exploded, the feathers moved with the breeze and began arranging themselves.

The feathers formed in the shape of wings. Jennifer could have swore the grew from her back. The now winged-girl had an almost blinding aroma around her.

Turning to the direction of the sound, it revealed that the feathers didn't even touch her back. She pushed off the branch and flew toward a broken one .

"She took the bait" Jennifer thought to herself.

Jennifer snapped her fingers and watched the mesmerising movement of all the shadows of the trees around her, forming a dark circle on the ground. Jennifer leaped into the portal they created and disappeared from the face of the Earth with the image of the nameless Angel engraved in her mind. 

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Hi guys sorry for the very long update!!!!

Hope you enjoyed ily!

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