Apocalypse End

Prologue: The First Deployment

I open my eyes after resting for a bit, sitting on the side chairs with my arms crosed, since I cant remember anything I decided to take a look at myself with the windows reflection, my face was young and pale,my hair was cut to a military buzz short and my eyes are an unsual deep purple color. I was wearing the military battle suit, wich was basically a full body, light weight kevlar vest. Examining myself futher, I could see that I wasnt too fat nor too skinny, and besides me was my weapon, the new mode military assault rifle, the feather duster.

The plane hasnt landed yet, and im getting a little impatient. My name, or rather, my registration is FA (Fallen Angel) soldier number 086, one of 11 succesful angel soldiers under the humans control. Its the year A.E. (apocalypse end) 43, over a hundred years have passed since angels and demons came to the earth to wage war on it on the year 2013 A.D.(yup, what the bible said was true, figures) but things didnt go as planned. The good natured humans were supposed to have risen and given their wings to figh along side the angels of heaven, but their good will was corrupted. Instead, the majority of them became smarter, stronger and eventually became a third party in this war, and so the catastrophy the churches were waiting for never happened. How am I able to know this but cant remember my past? wait, does it matter...?

-I could care less- I thought to myself as the radio came to life -"this mother goose to falcon 1, whats your E.T.A? over"- I found the "codewords" humans gave to each other rather ridiculous -"this is falcon 1, well arrive at the objective in about forty five minutes, over"- the pilot answered while turning to face me and give a thumbs up, idiot. His face was covered with a mask so I couldnt see -"acknowledge, and be careful, angels may be beutiful, but are still dangerous"- -"thanks for the heads up, over and out"- after a few minutes of silence, he started talking to me...

-"so, youre an angel as well, right?"-

-"yeah, you could say that"- I said while spreading my black wing, it was relaxing to strech them... -"or rather, I used to be one..."-

-"I heard about you FA guys, angels injected with demon blood and underwent harsh training"- he took a short pause -"is that true?"-

-" I wont be able to answer you, I dont remember much about before entering this plane"-

-"really? then why not go with the angels? there your kind, right?"-

I sighed -"... Good question..."-

-"oh well, thats really crappy man, anyway, were almost there, my boy, get ready to jump"-

-Finally here, huh?- I thought to myself while getting up.

-"we made it to nirvana, the small angelic base. kid, your objective is to get down there, kill everything you see, and get out alive, understood?"-

I grabbed my rifle and opened the side door, angels are alredy rallying in the skies, spreading my wings once again, I responded -"understood"-

-"spread your wings and fly, my boy, may god be with you"-

I smirked -"isnt god supposed to be our enemy now?"- and I leaped.

On the way down I took care of roughly 15 angels, on the floor they were gathering to attack me, it was easy dispaching them, most of them were low rank goons lead by an arcangel, wich is still easy to beat. once allied forces arrived, I already captured the base, guess im gonna have an easy life here...