An Angels Fate

An Angels Fate

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Cursed. Thats what I was. Cursed to be dark. I wasn't always like this. I used to be light. But one mistake cost me everything. I lost everything to the dark as it sucked me in. A dark that can't be broken. I was cursed to be what I am. Darkness was my ally. I was darkness. Afterall, I am a dark angel. Not the angel you think of being sweet with beautiful white feathers and golden hair. Well, maybe that was me. A long time ago. Now I have been changed, to well, quiet the opposite. I watched my feathers slowly began to darken. I watched my hair darken too. I watched as all thoughts turned evil and cruel. Then watch as I killed my first innocent victim. Soon it turned into more as blood fell around my feet. I didn't want this. But I couldn't help as darkness took over me. I was sucked too far in it to know any better. The people couldn't help it either. I was cursed with looks that could kill, quiet literally. I was cursed to lead them to their deaths. And cursed enough to lead them to it. I seemed innocent but wasn't. Fate obviously hated me. Enough to taunt me with a mate. One i shouldn't take. I knew I'd kill him. It was fate screwing with me and my emotions. I was to dark though, to know that maybe, just maybe, fate was saying 'I'm sorry'. But that isn't how life works, well not mine. So I watched as I pulled the knife to his throat. But I couldn't do it. Fate wanted him there to fool with me. She wanted me to suffer. So I ran. Away from him. But he found me. He didn't understand it was for his own good. I fought against him knowing that after I got attatched, hed leave. But I didn't know he was my light in the darkness. That he could save me. That maybe fate actually was saying 'I'm sorry'. Or maybe fate didnt have anything to do with it. maybe I actually cared about this man. Maybe I had feelings. Maybe i was the one who stopped the knife, but what dark angel had feelings? I was cursed to the darkness after all. but maybe fate can change her mind like I did.
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Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.

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