Broken Wings

❦𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝘵𝘰 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚❦

Born as a supposed angel, Daeva Serephina Martinez was welcome through the gates of Heaven since she started breathing. She trained, studied and lived over the clouds.

The only thing she missed was a father, but her mother was able to make up for it. Making sure to be next to her every step of her childhood.

She was happy.

At sixteen, all Angels reach their maturity, developing beautiful, powerful, white wings. It was then that everything went downhill.

She did grow wings, yes. However, instead of white sparkly ones, she had slick, abnormally large, shiny, black wings.

The Archangels were horrified. How could they've let an abomination live among the pure ones for so long?

Enraged, they punished Daeva in the worst of ways. They executed her mother in front of her chained child and then proceeded to rip off and burn the sacred wings of the defenseless 16 years old girl.

They threw her in the underworld, in the Punishment Field, and never bothered with her again.
Oblivious to the hatred for Angels that they had awoken in the pits of Daeva soul. Blissfully unaware of the beast they created.
Unsuspecting of the War that was knocking at their shiny, gold doors.
Unmindful of the escape plan she succeed on performing.

After so many years, she was finally out on the hunt, and she would make sure that nothing would stand on her
path for revenge.

She vowed that on her broken wings.