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Dark Angel (Jinxx)

Her life was never easy. The five year old girl whose parents abused her. They would cut, beat, starve, and burn her daily.

The constant abuse was the only life the girl knew. Her earliest memory was being hit in the face, and her happiest memory was one day that she didn't see them at all.

She thought that was the way things were for her. She knew nothing outside of her small, dark room.

She didn't even have proper furniture. Her room held a small, stained mattress, and a bucket to use when she needed to use the bathroom.

So many times she prayed for relief, so many nights she prayed God would save her from the cruel torture that her heartless parents so enjoyed inflicting upon her.

But alas, time went by with prayers unanswered. She never left that room; it was the only thing in the world that she knew.

Those four walls kept the little girl locked away from the outside world, from it's sights and sounds and people.

But more importantly to her parents, it kept people away from her. They never wanted their daughter, she was an accident.

She was an unwelcome and unwanted addition to their lives, and they saw fit to punish her for it each and every day.

One day, after having most of her hair burnt off and her paper white skin cut open in countless places, she met someone.

She had been unconscious, and when she awoke, the girl felt as though she weren't alone in her room- someone else was there.

She struggled to see properly, and could just barely make out a figure in the corner of her own prison.

The figure was clad in all black apparel, a top hat adorning his head, and a sympathetic look filled his eyes.

He was strange enough on his own: such an odd look and so haphazard, but what was strangest about him was the two black wings protruding from his back.

One might expect the girl to be filled with terror at this unexpected stranger come to pay her visit, but she wasn't.

Deep down within her was a feeling of comfort, something she has never known. But with this visitor, she felt safe.

He approached her slowly and silently, kneeling onto the floor next to her as she continued to bleed.

Was this the saviour she's prayed for all her life? Was this the one who would take her from her Hell and let her know light and safety?

Wordlessly, he pulled her into his lap and cradled her delicately, treating her like the poor defenseless creature that she truly was.

She didn't fight his efforts; instead she hugged his chest, a gesture she had never received or given- it just felt natural.

He gently smoothed her matted and tangled hair, humming a soft tune to relax the child.

He told her that his name was Jinxx, and that he was an Angel who had been watching over her.

She was unable to even speak. Not from shock, but because she had no idea how to communicate with anyone.

He stayed with her for what seemed like an eternity before she was once again near sleep.

Just before sleep overtook her once more, he plucked a feather from his left wing and gave it to her.

He promised her that if she would hold the feather and pray for him to save her or help her that he would, but only if their Father in Heaven, God, would allow it.

Jinxx instructed her to hide it under her mattress so that her parents would be unable to locate the trinket, which she did.

After crawling back into his lap, he rocked her sleepy and broken form till she was once again asleep, and then went back to Heaven.

A month later, things changed.

Her wicked parents took her from her room and locked her in their basement, deciding she no longer deserved even her familiar cage.

The child managed to take Jinxx's feather with her, somehow knowing he would keep his promise if she needed him.

Once safely secured, Mother and Father took turns hitting, punching, kicking, cutting, and burning her.

They left only was she was near death.

She held onto the feather, her prized possession, and prayed for Jinxx to come and take her.

He appeared instantly, taking her small body into his arms as gently as he could and holding her.

He promised it would all be okay soon, that she would be safe, and she wouldn't have to know pain anymore.

She died that way, being comforted by her dark Angel as she lost consciousness and her life slipped away.