Falling Angels

"Stop."

He laughed humorlessly. "You don't get it do you?"

I took more steps back, until I knocked back into the wall of the dark alleyway we were loitering in. "You're scaring me."

He stalked another step forward, nearly trapping me. "Good."

"You know what's going to happen," he continued, " And there is nothing that can stop it. This world, this life, the danger, what you are, it will catch up to you. Your mother was a fool trying to hide you from it."

He put his hands against the wall above either side of my head. "You can't run from Fate."

I closed my eyes tight, trying to pretend that none of this was happening and none of this existed.

"This isn't real," I lied to myself. There's no such thing as a Falling Angel, and I can't be one.

"Oh, but Luna, it is.