Angel.

They call it Angel.

A creature that answers when cries are unheard and justice is never served.

A creature that has a quiet presence, appearing before the blink of an eye. Hard to catch.

The shadow of a longing ghost, only felt and never seen.

And if ever seen...it will drown one with its deep pools of shamrock coloured orbs. A blazing stare to one that cuts like glass.

But all an Angel is here for is to protect the broken. To salvate the forgotten and open the eyes of the people to the cruel reality.

You see, Angels didn't always come from the light, as most did.

No, not this one.

Safe to say that not all Angels that came from light, did always bring it, because that darkness is wrapped in false hope.

Lies. Betrayal. Sorrow. Fear. And mostly importantly...

Envy.

Envy is all that leaked behind those lustrous pools, wrapped in fondly curved lips, but with good intentions of course...

It's not called Angel for nothing. It is sent to pick and choose those who are worthy of the gates and those who are worthy to be thrown down the hills.

Not everyone will approve of such, but it's better than to be blinded by one's own sight and be tripped over by one's own tail of tongue knots.

This is not a story of a hero, rather a miracle sent by the heavens to fix the wrongs of a corrupt hero society.