The story started like any other, boy meets girl, they fall in love and live "happily ever after," but this story is not that simple. This story has a twist to it. You see, I have a secret, I'm an angel in love with a wherewolf. Now this is where it gets strange, he is not what he thinks he is. He is not really a wherewolf. Now here is where it gets strange, he is the devil's right hand, while I am God's. I was sent to bring him back to heaven. The last time I was close, I lost him to a fire because the devil doesn't want to lose him, so he cursed him to forget everything, including what he was, and that he loved me the way the Devil has made him forget me like he had many times before. That is how he got Jason to side with him.
Now if I don't find away to make him remember me, and his old lives, then the world will end. Can I save the world and save the love of my life? Let's find out.
March 22 1918, New York
I was so close to getting him to remember what he was, but time was running out. I only had until midnight to get him to say the words, or I would lose him again.
(Third person POV)
This might be the last time she would see him. She sat alone in her small one bedroom house where she lives with her "mother and father". They where just other angels that she had asked to play her family. Tonight they had special night planned, they lwould go to dinner, then a walk in the park where, hopefully, he would remember and this would be all over.
"Good evening Jason."
"Good evening Miss. Thea. How are you this fine evening?" He asked with the sweetest accent in the world.
"Mittey fine Mr. Jason. Shall we head to dinner?"
"Thea!!!!!! Run! I'll be right behind you!" Jason screamed.
That was the last time I saw him before he was engulfed in flames.......
