The Angels Daughter

Prologue

"Why didn't you tell me what I am?!" I screamed at my mother and father.

They stood motionless not knowing what to say

"Tell me!" I yell towards the two.

"I need answers...what the hell is happening to me?!"

"We didn't know what you were either..." my father says quietly under his breath

"What do you mean? You've been keeping it from me my whole life.....so how could you not know?!"

"Because Phina.... you weren't something we planned. It doesn't happen for....for people like us. You're a miracle, a gift to us from God.....you're special." My mother says to me as she tries to come closer to me but I move her aside.

"A gift?! I'm a freak! Some gift God gave you right? You don't even know what to call me!" I scream at her.

How could she say I'm a gift?

She's lied to me my whole life and had the nerve to say that I'm a gift?

What a God that would create a creature like me.

"What do you mean people like us?....What am I?....What are you?!" I say pointing a finger at my parents.

"Seraphina....we are Angels....as are you. You were born from our human half, and given this gift from the Angel half. We didn't know we'd be able to have a child. And we didn't think you would be like us. This has never happened before.."

I stop for a moment and look away from them

An Angel?

Half Human

Half Angel

"Mom...to be an Angel I would of had to have died. But I'm not dead I'm right here so you're lying to me!"

"I'm not lying to you mija...you died..."

"No I didn't! I'm standing in front of you! I can feel my heart beating!" I exclaim back

My mom continues to speak to me with grief in her eyes as she remembers something.

"No...you're not dead but - " she says but then my father cuts in

"But your uncle killed you, and God brought you back. You died.."

"I don't understand...."

"When you died, something in you woke up the Angel aspect, but it hasn't started showing until now..." My father says to me as he points to the birthmark across my heart.

"It was probaby sparked by you saving that young boys life..." he continues to say to me

I have a Uncle but he isn't blood. He's just a family friend...who has a weird thing for my mom, butt hats besides the point.

He's been around since before I was born, he would never hurt me...

My mother interrupts my thought process as if she knew what I was thinking

"It's not him....Seraphina....he'd never hurt you..." 

I respond back to her "Then who is this Uncle whom I've never met?! The Uncle that would kill me!" 

She responds to me looking up from the ground

"It's my brother....Elijah....he killed you"