The angels gift

He told me I was special.

He told me that I was powerful.

He told me I was dangerous.

And that I was in danger.

He told me I wasn't human.

He told me I had hidden wings.

He told me he would protect me.

He didn't tell me who was after me. He didn't tell me why I needed protection or what I was If o want human. A hunter. That's what I was. Though I had no clue what I was supposed to hunt. I was about to find out soon though. Soon, I would have to face the most powerful forces of evil... and kill it. Not alone of course. He and the other guardians will be there to help me. He would train me, bring me up into what I was destined to become. A demon hunter. But that was proving to be a challenge seeing as I had yet to come into my powers that he told me I would gain soon enough. But my transition is taking a painfully slow time to activate. And the enemy gets closer everyday. Only problem? I'm not sure if it'll be ready when they arrive.

I, Crystal Grey, am a demon hunter. Angel blood runs through my veins... or so I was told. And though I am currently being trained by the most powerful angel on earth, Nicholas is getting quite frustrated with my lack of speed, agility, power, and grace. I was clumsy, sloppy and overall weak. I mine-as-well sill be human. But he swore differently. He was so sure I was an angel, he hoped so at least. Me? I secretly prayed every day that that wasn't the case. I didn't ask to find out my parents weren't my real ones. I didn't ask to be dragged to a glass mansion full of angels. I didn't ask Nicholas to train me to become a demon hunter.

But that's exactly what's happening. And even with all my sarcasm, complaints and sass, I know for a fact there's nothing I can do to change it. So me and Nick pray and pray and hope for the best to come out of this. Cause with what we're up against, anything less could cause us our lives.