Mark of a warrior

chapter 4

I woke up in a large room on a bed. It was black and had only a bed and a desk with a laptop on it. I sat up only to feel a rush of dizziness. After it passed i got out of the bed and walked over to the window. The sky was still dark but i could just about see some pink sky peaking out over the hills. Where the hell was i? I walked out of the room only to smash into a bare chested guy. i looked up at his face and of course it was the guy from last night. He didn't say anything as i stared up at his beautiful face, he only walked away into the living room. It was massive, with a large sofa and flat screen TV. He sat down on the sofa and patted the cushion next to him.

" You sleep well then?" he spoke with a slight accent that i can't quite put my finger on.

"seriously? I was nearly killed last night when light exploded from me sending someone, who was dressed exactly the same to you, flying backwards. Then you come along and stab him in the heart and of course he doesn't just die like a normal person, he fricken turns to dust! After all that, you ask me if i slept well? I have so many questions that you sir are going to answer for me!" i yelled in his face. It felt good to finally get that all out.

"Jesus!" he put up his hands and laughed "Fine, what do you want to know?"

"OK, lets start simple, what is your name?

"Well my human name was Jake, but my name now is Nathaniel. Or Nate for short"

"Great now that's out the way, w-...wait... did you just say your human name was Jake? Your human name?! What the hell are you?! WHAT AM I?" This is some crazy shit.

"Look, calm down, i'm gonna explain as much as i can. Just please stay quiet. I am an angel, you are also an angel. Wonder why we both have black hair and crazy blue eyes? Warrior angels all have them.  What is a warrior angel? They are created to fight the demons who try to come to this world and harm the humans...You still with me?" i nodded slowly "good. Anyway...um...have you been feeling a little...weird lately?"

"Yeah i guess. Well it started when i was 16, I saw a car crash in my mind then it happened right in front of me. It hadn't happened since so i ignored it at first but then i had the same feeling yesterday. What is it?" I didn't know why i wasn't freaking out right now. I have literally just been told i am an angel created to kill demons!

"First just don't worry, it happens to all warriors. When we turn 16 your powers start to develop, everyone's first power is different. When we are 18 everything happens. Ever since you were 17 your powers were all fully developed, you just didn't know. When you turned 18 you could finally use them, that explains the crazy light you produced from your fingers"

"OK that explains some things but why did that guy try to kill me?" this was the main thing i wanted to know.

"Err..well...you are...different?"

"Different?"

"Yeah. OK so i have been keeping an eye on you ever since you were 16. Every warrior angel is assigned to keep an eye on another while their powers are developing. While i was watching you i felt like there was something off about you that i couldn't put my finger on. I had never felt the same feeling around any other angels. Ever. i didn't know what to do so i went to my friend who has the power to see into the future. I asked him to see what colour wings you would have, out of curiosity, and...their not normal..."

"Come on stop stalling, just tell me why i'm different! WHY DID THAT GUY TRY TO KILL ME?" Nate was seriously starting to piss me off.

"Fine, their black and red"

"So? what does that mean?"

"There are different types of angels and depending on what type they are their wings are a different colour. For example, guardians, who watch over a certain human or sometimes young angel and protect them, have white wings with gold tips" My mind drifted to the feather i found outside my house. Before i could ask, he answered.

"Your 'father' was one and he was assigned to you. He just chose to act like he was your father to make things easier. That's why you found that feather."

"Right, so what colour wings are warriors supposed to have?" this was it...

"I'll just show you" he said as he stood up and walked over to a more open part of the room. before i could ask what he was doing closed his eyes and his fists as i heard a horrible cracking sound come from his back as a pair of beautiful wings unfolded from his back. They were the same colour as our eyes and slowly faded into silver. I couldn't take my eyes off them until the realization of what this meant finally dawned on me.

"You said we are both warriors. That's why we have the same hair and eye colour. But that also means we should have the same colour wings...What does this mean? Has it ever happened before? What am i?"

"I'm going to be very honest with you when i say...i really don't know"