STORM

STORM

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He's all around her. Always watching her. He's her protector. She is his responsibility. She's the reason he lives. Her life is in his hands. She doesn't even know he exists. Callie Fawn is an 18 year old high school dropout. She lives alone with her two dogs in a rundown apartment on the outskirts of the city. She works late shifts as a bartender at a bar called Tony's in a quiet part of the city. Callie doesn't really have any friends, nor family. Callie leant forward to turn the heater on, the inside of her car was extra chilly. She had just finished work and was driving the usual route she takes daily to get home. She didn't notice the red light that she was beginning to drive through as she took her eyes off the road for a split second to turn up the volume on the radio. Her eyes glanced back up just in time to see two bright headlights coming straight for her. Darkness.
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"I beg you to listen" Murmuring softly as I froze in his touch. Exhaling slowly. Doing my best not run out of his hold. "What are you saying?" "I'm the Angel of Death" Scoffing and pulling from his touch. "And you were assigned to me?" "Yes" "You're an angel sent to what? Kill me?" Shoving his chest away with all my strength as I rose to my feet, fighting the ache. This was too much, I couldn't breathe. He's supposedly an angel?! An Angel of Death at that?! Lifting his hands in defense. Pain etching his perfect features. "No. No! I'm the one protecting you from-" Angela lived her day to day life with her blissful routine. School, work, home, repeat. But the tables flip when she is met by a brooding stranger that seems to follow everywhere she goes, hiding deep in the shadows but is always there. Who is he? Why was he always there when death is at Angela's doorstep. Why was he always there with every turn of her head?

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