Angel flew up to one of the beams and grabbed a bottle of alcohol. I glanced at his burnt wing, I felt bad for him. I flew up to the railing in front of him. Angel looked up at me. I didn't know his real name, if I did I'd call him that. "Did it hurt?" I asked him. "Did what hurt?" confusion crept across his face. "When your wing got burnt." I told him. "Yes, it's hurt." Angel looked away and drank more of the alcohol in his hand. Suddenly I hear a odd sound and me and Angel turned to look at a group of three people. Angel threw the bottle of alcohol at them and flew down one beam. I followed him but landed on the ground. "This is the People?" A girl with white hair asked. "They used to be, but...lets get out of here Their fighting days are done." Psylocke said turning around. "No their no." The man stepped forward. Angel flew down, landing beside me. I glared at them. "What the hell is this?" Angel said. "I want to give you something." The man told him. "There's nothing you can give us." Angel said walking away. "Yes there is." The black girl said. The man looked at me. "Get lost." I hissed. The rock music still plays. Suddenly Angel's glass shattered and he fell to his knees screaming. "Rise my children!" The man growled. "Yes!" The Man shouted, I screamed as Angels wings turned to metal. Sudden pain grabbed at my back. My leather wings began turning to feathers and metal. An extra pair of small swings shot out of my back, I screamed in pain. "Rise my Angel rise!" The man shouted again. My wings fully turned metal. I stood up slowly spreading my wings. Angel did the same and Metal feathers shout out of his wings. I smirked and clenched my fist. Psylocke smiled and so did the man. I looked at Angel and he looked back at me. "Go ahead... I have something to do..." I nod. "How will you find us?" Angel asked. Apocalypse watched us, clearly listening. "I will, I have a bone to pick with someone..." I told them. Angel nodded, He walked forward and was wrapped in a purple orb.
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Fallen Angel (Angel Fanfic)
Fanfiction"You're not the only one with metal wings." Warren said "Your suggesting...?" I raised a eyebrow. "I'm not the only fallen angel." Warren tells me. "I'm no Angel, Warren, no fallen Angel either, if anything I'm just a metal winged demon." Alexis is...