feathered love

Ancestors

"Grandpapa! Grandmama!" A childish voice yell out as he run up onto the porch, where sat an angry old feral cat. "Hi Mr, Stubs!!" Tom says as he picks up the thing. "Sweetie! Be careful!" A lady says as she two walks up onto the porch. She tries to take the cat away but stubs attempts to scratch her. "There is something wrong with that cat" a man, taller than the lady laughs following the lady, as he adds "are you alright love?" He asked the lady. "I'm Fine, but I don't know why he lets tom to that" she replies. "Your son is a cat whisperer" he commented. "Cats are obsessed with him" he smiled. "Oh hush, he's YOUR son as well" the lady said watching her child closely. The small boy cuddling into the cat's fur as the cat just let's him. The door opens, a older couple stood there smiling.
"GRANDMAMA!! GRANDPAPA!!" The boy's eyes sparkled in excitement. "Tommy, put down the poor thing and come hug grandma" The old lady says softly. Tom did as he was told, the cat hissed at the amount of people and ran off. The old lady hugged him and kissed his forehead, while the old man gave Tom a pat on the back. "How's my little pina?" He asked."father, I thought I was your pina" the man sadly as a year rolls down his face. (Not really) "oh man up, you big baby" he replied. 
-later-
"Grandpapa? Why do we have wings?" Smol Tom asked, eating a cookie. "Our ancestors were angels, true angels. Wings whiter than snow. They had powers. And they used it for good, than babies started having colored wings but they started to lose their powers. So every generation had less and less power." The old man said rocking back and forth in a chair. "But legend says Blue wings have pure, true power because blue is closest color to white." (I know that's not right but in this au it is) "and one day, a boy with blue wings is oppose to save the world" he smiled. "And your the only blue winged, I know" "I get to save you grandmama, mama and dada!" Smol Tom says excitedly. "Don't worry! I have my trusty sword!!" As he holds up a small wooden sword.
~Now~
"Sir, I found the school. What should I do?" A voice questioned as he spoke into a phone. "Wait for him to come out, then follow him home. Where we can kidnap him" another voice answered. "Hey Sir, I have a question?" "What is it soldier? Spit it out" the voice now annoyed asked. "Are you sure it's "him"?" He asked. "It's the only clue we have since the past 17 years, the video showed this school" he replied. "He's a monster. Why would God choose him.... He is a demon just like his father" the voice said to no one in particular. "Let's just hope he's dumb." He adds.