Doomed Desires

Chapter One - The Falling

Sonny felt a sense of accomplishment as she walked down the busy street. It was littered with shopping human many rushed past her; some briefly glanced at her, and those who were able to see past the glamour that surrounded her, stared openly. The humans saw a mundane woman with dull brown hair and eyes, clutching a handful of bags close to her chest but to those who did not have full human blood saw a stunning and powerful young woman, striding seductively down the pavement. Her dark locks bouncing around her porcelain skin and framing her deep green eyes. Sonny smirked as the bag containing her most recent purchase caught her eye. She remembered the blonde woman as they both reached for the burgundy skater dress. The disgusted stare that woman gave her when Sonny wouldn't let it go and then the look of terror on the humans face when Sonny flashed her fangs at her. The woman had hastily exited the shop.

Sonny turned the corner. In the distance a hoover car horn sounded over the rumble of the moving traffic and the smell of natural petrol invaded her nose. Spotting the red umbrellas outside Rosé Café, Sonny darted across the street paying no heed to the moving traffic around her. Annabelle sat on a pristine white chair sipping a martini and lapping up the sun shine. She had on a pair of ridiculously large sunglasses that covered half of her porcelain skin. Carefully Sonny sat down on the edge of the seat. She dismissed the waiter walking towards her. "Why are you drinking alcohol? It doesn't have any effect on you." Annabelle tipped her gaze, finally acknowledging Sonny's presence. "I know darling, but it's just so damn good." She finished her drink. "Come we should be heading back."

"You've paid the bill already?" Sonny said in amazement. Annabelle laughed. It was hauntingly beautiful. "Darling, I never pay the bill." She smirked and flicked her rich brown hair over her left shoulder.

They made their way down the high street and on to a deserted side road and slipped in to the alley where the portal to the Underworld was. Sonny briefly glanced up at the at the three story high concrete building on either side of her and shivered. Something wasn't right. There was a bright light from behind them. Both women jumped and turned around ready to attack. A mass of dark energy encased Sonny palm. It swirled and jumped excitedly, as it if were alive. Annabelle's fangs were on full show. Her sunglasses discarded on the floor and her eyes sharp yellow and slit like cat's eyes.

Sonny senses sharped slightly and she inhaled the smell of garbage from the green dumpster pressed tightly against the wall. The bright light dimmed and a man materialised with impressively large, proud white wings. Nothing like daddy's black torn wings or Cole's ebony wings or her wings. The Angels wings were bright it hurt her eyes to look at them. Annabelle growled and barrelled towards him. Sonny was right behind her.

"Wait!" He screamed. "I have..." But it was too late Annabelle propelled herself on to their attacker falling backwards heavily on to the stone cold ground. Sonny saw his head crack against the tpavement as her darkness hit his face. Annabelle righted herself and The girls stood over him.

"He didn't fight back." Sonny said looking down at his peaceful face. He was angelic, good looking like all angels with sharp cheekbones and light stubble sprinkled across his jaw. The only difference from other angels Sonny had encountered was his hair colour. It was blonde almost white in the reflective glow of the sun and his skin instead of pasty white was bronzed like he'd been working in the sun like the human farmers. He groaned and opened his eyes. The man was dazed. "What do you want?" Sonny demanded as she grabbed him by his collar. He looked at her. No he looked through her. He closed his eyes and then opened them. The angel looked drowsy. "Message. I have ..." His head slumped to the side, unconscious.