Valkyrie The seven Nephilim [Rewriting]

The stranger

I kneeled down by his side to get a closer look at him.I had to admit..he was very handsome.His skin was really pale and smooth,like porcelain. There was a cute little mole on his top lip.My eyes traveled down to his clothes.They were blackened and singed.like he was in a fire.
If his clothes were burned like this.He must have some injuries.I thought.Quickly I got up to get a pair of scissors.

I walked back to the spare room.Then I kneeled down to unbutton his long sleeved shirt.I grabbed the scissors and cut up the middle of his sleeve.As I did.His arm slumped off the cot he was laying on.I grabbed his wrist to put his arm back beside him.When I looked at his hand,I was shocked.His nails were like claws.Black and pointed.

I lightly touched the tip of one of them with curiosity.They felt pretty sharp.I carefully put his arm back beside him for the fear of injuring myself.They looked dangerous.

His claws.

I got back to work on him.
I practically had to peel the shirt from his skin.It made a sickening velcro sound.It made me scrunch my face up in disgust.I felt sick to my stomach.but,I had to push on.I had to help him.When I was done peeling off his shirt.

What I saw I was horrified.
There were terrible burns all over his arms,chest and stomach.
"What happened to you"?I whispered.
I felt really bad for him.

With the look of panic and worrie.My body began to move on it's own.I walked back out to my garden in the back yard.Then I picked some herbs for healing.
I went back to the house and walked to the kitchen.

I got my mortal and put all the herbs and some other ingredients in it.I took the pestle in my hand and I begin to mix everything together.

Soon I made a nice slive for his burns.I went to the bathroom and grabbed some bandages in pads.Then I walked back to the spare room and kneeled down by his side again.
I took the slive and spread the thick green paste on every burn I could see.

He begin to stir slightly.Like he was having a dream...and not a good one.
His handsome face frowned. Slowly he moved his head from side to side.

"Tae...Jimin..run"...
He mumbled as he groaned.Then he stopped moving.It sound like he was on pain.

"Who's Tae"?Who's Jimin"?
I asked staring at him in confusion.

I looked at his face.He was still frowning.I felt bad for him. I wanted to ease whatever terrible things that were happening in his head.I wanted to comfort him.
I don't know why.but,I began to softly stroke his hair.

He finally stopped frowning.His face looked peaceful again.
Damn,he was handsome.
I stayed there softly stroking his hair for a bit longer.Just in case.
I finished working on his burns.Putting bandages and pads on them,covering them up.
The bruns on his legs weren't that bad.So I just cleaned them and let them be.

I took the bedsheet again and draped it over him.Then I tucked him in.I stood up and looked down at him with a uncertain Smile on my lips.Hoping what I did would help him.
I cleaned up my mess and then I walked to the kitchen to warm my meal up.Im sure it was cold by now.I haven't eaten anything all day.I looked at the clock on the wall.It was 11pm.Wow.

I set at the table with a plate of food in front of me.I still didn't have a appetite.

All I could think about was..him.
What was his name?
What happened to him?
Who was he? What was he?
Why do those soldiers what to kill him?
Who was Tae and Jimin?

All of these questions were bugging me.I just forked at my food,not caring about eating at the moment.
Staring into space.Constantly taking lingering glances in the direction of the spare room.
I left the door open.Just in case I would hear him if he woke up.

I looked at my still full plate of food.Giveing up the fact that I wasn't going to eat it right,now.
I decided to put the plate in the refrigerator so I could eat it later.
Walking to my bedroom,I grabbed my pillow and a blanket of my bed.I went back to the spare room and sat in the large arm chair on the other side of the room.

Trying to get comfortable under the blanket.Then I put my hand on the pillow.Trying to relax.
I just stared at him from the other side of the room.Questions swirling around in my brain.
I watched the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest as he breathe in and out.I was mesmerized by it. Fixated.

It was about 6:00 or 7:00 am when I looked at the window,and I realized the sun was rising.
I slowly closed my heavy eyelids and I finally fell asleep.