The Black Winged Beauty

The Black Winged Beauty

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"Oasis Loore! Out of the safety of my people and out of the safety of me, I dismiss you from heaven and back to earth!" The big man said himself. Little did I know that that sentence, the sentence that was uttered from his mouth, would change my none- living soul forever. So you maybe a little confused and possibly worried for my will being, so let me tell you from the beginning. Me and the big man were having an argument about me 'accidentally' starting a fire in the white forest of dreams. "How dare you burn up the forest that has given you a home and roof that you didn't have when you were alive!" He snarled. And he was right. "The only thing I dare to do is to say your the biggest pain in the a-" "Enough!" He yelled and rose his olive skinned hand up from its current place in his lap. He then uttered the words I never thought I would hear from his mouth in my eternity. And that's the story, on how I met your mother.... Just kidding! And that's the story, where I became the fallen angel.
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'What are you doing here?' he said angrily forcefully yanking my arm. 'I told you to stay hidden.' I pulled my arm free. 'I know but I wanted to help!' I told him with creased brows wondering why we were wasting time. 'By getting yourself killed? Is that your idea of helping?' his deep eyes shot daggers at me. 'I don't care! This is my fight too?' I argued shooting back the daggers. 'You don't...' he mumbled the rest of the statement running his hand through his hair in obvious frustration. 'This is a war, not one of your childish games, Santana.' Injured by his words, I shot back. 'Then i would rather die than li...' I stopped when the atmosphere immediately changed...drastically. His eyes narrowed into mere slits as his face grew dark and he seemed to loom darkly and threateningly over me. I shivered as I stepped back in both awe and fear. He suddenly scooped down and gripped my shoulders pulling closer to him while lifting me off the ground until i was almost the same height as him. 'I will rip everyone's throat with my bare hands before I let anyone touch you.' he hissed his eyes a deep shade of grey that they were almost black. What the hell? * * * All Santana wanted was to live an quiet life. After what happened to her Grandmother everyone's eyes were on her family and all she had to do was to try and not be a psycho... how hard could it be? Oh...she had no idea. From her recurring dream to her brother's terrifyingly accurate intuition to her own ability see beyond the physical, it was becoming increasingly obvious that something was amiss... ***

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