| F a l l e n | :: An Angel/Human RP

Subject: | F a l l e n | :: An Angel/Human RP Mon Aug 11, 2008 7:22 pm

F A L L E N

What if the one you loved was not from this world?

It was predicted about 2000 years ago that soon, God's wrath will be unleashed upon the world once again. That His left hand will wreak havoc amongst the human populations that are constantly defying His wishes. Modern day prophets have set this Armageddon to occur at the year 2000, thinking that was the exact date when the destruction of Earth was supposed to happen. But they were wrong...apparently the true prophecy about Earth's destruction was made eight years after the death of the Son of God...

December 24, 2008...

An outdoor news team accidentally caught in video an unidentified flying object barrelling down towards Earth in a frightening speed. They were too far to know where it exactly landed, their hunch was it landed somewhere in the suburban area of Long Island, New York. But the thing passed them by just enough for the video camera to zoom in...close enough to see that the object had the shape of a human...with wings...

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She ran out the back door, not caring that the screen door slammed against the house, or that both doors slammed shut with sounds like gunshots. She didn't care that she wasn't dressed for the winter weather - at night, no less. No... all she cared about was getting away from the screaming, the shouting, the insults, the curses. Away from it all, before their words turned to her again. Better to let them tear each other apart... if they got their teeth into her one more time... well. She didn't think she had anything left for them to tear.

Her feet slid once on an icy patch; before she could correct for it, she'd landed hard on her back. Bright lights popped in front of her hazel eyes as she sat up, then shook her head. No time for this now. She had to go to the park... she just had to. If they noticed she was gone - but no. Everything was set at the park. It'd be tonight.

And so she scrambled to her feet, running again. She ached, oh how she ached, from that fall on the icy pavement. But that wasn't any concern - or wouldn't be, in a few minutes. Blonde hair streamed behind her, its curling waves a tangled, unkept mass of dampness just now.

She didn't pause again until she ran into the park. Now, now to remember just where she'd put it all. She gazed wildly about, until she found the path she'd taken. Everything looked different now, than it did during the day. But she'd find it.

Tonight, she'd end it all. There was no going back. Her parents couldn't be allowed to beat her anymore... to yell at her until she felt like sliding into the floor... to criticize her every move. No. This was the end.

Subject: Re: | F a l l e n | :: An Angel/Human RP Tue Aug 12, 2008 10:37 am

But...why?

It was all he could remember as fragments of his memories started to vanish. He couldn't remember who he is or where he is, all he knows that right now he is dropping at a blinding speed. The wind howled as it rushed underneath his bulky frame, the feathered appendages on his back paralyzed, preventing him to save himself from the drop.

HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY AUTHORITY!

His long black mane fluttered against his face as he continued to fall. With his dark eyes closing as he slipped into unconsciousness, one last thought flashed within his mind before the darkness took over him.

I will not let you destroy her!

Darkness...awful, awful darkness...

The cold air continued to howl as he fell far from His grace...

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Pain...

Seering pain, it was all he felt when his eye opened themselves. Oh how he wanted to just close his eyes once again and sleep, but he can't. Blinking to clear his vision, he tried to move but more pain just surged throughout his body. Unknown to him, a pool of blood is forming underneath his frame. Dirt and grime that coated his otherwise perfect porcelain skin, most likely because he's laying inside a large crater as far as he can tell. Some cold white substance that fell from the sky threatened to bury his broken body alive. It was like ice, but he couldn't grasp a word in his mind to call it with.

He knows he has to be moved out of wherever he is, and he knows he needs to be repaired fast. But he couldn't move...at all. So he resorted to the only thing he can do...

Sleep...

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She kept running, never pausing, not even when a startled elderly couple out on a stroll called to her. Why should she? They meant nothing to her now... though once, she might have stopped to chat.

Indeed - she kept running until a massive explosion of dirt, rock, and trees took place, blowing her backwards and into a tree. A soft moan escaped her lips. That had hurt. Tasting blood, she brought her hand to her lip. Sure enough, there was the red, life sustaining substance. Well, one little cut couldn't hurt more than what she planned to do. Her supplies were just up ahead, round the next bend, and back deep in the little rocky cave she'd discovered.

Some part of her wondered what the explosion had been; but the rest just didn't care any longer. However, that small, curious part soon won out - for the crater was just ahead. Her eyes widened. There was... someone down there. No matter that she was soon going to take her own life... if there was any way she could help this person, she'd do it. That is, if he were still alive.

She made her way, slipping, sliding, stumbling, down the sharply slanting wall of the crater. She fell once or twice - she really wasn't counting - but she'd soon reached him. "U-um..." Great. Now she didn't know what to do. He certainly seemed alive, that was sure, but what did that mean, really? And she didn't want to touch him - if he was dead, and her fingerprints were found, it wouldn't do anything with her plain for getting her parents investigated.

Subject: Re: | F a l l e n | :: An Angel/Human RP Tue Aug 12, 2008 11:21 am

All he could really hear was the sound of his heart, beating inside his broken self. His chest rose rhythmically within each breath he took, the only sign that he was quite alive. But he's getting weaker by the second, the movement that his chest made becoming fainter and fainter. It was what he really wanted, to just end it then and there, to succumb to the darkness that had engulfed him to just end the pain he's feeling. Until he heard someone's voice that is...

That voice...

He groaned, eyes scrunching tight as even the lightest sound he made sent a stinging sensation within his throat. Coughing, crimson drops flew out of his mouth, staining his creamy pale skin. Thin pink lips were pulled tightly into a grimace as another groan came out, this time his eyes opening slowly to see who it was.

A beautiful face was what he saw, a female's, a young one nonetheless. It caused the man to blink, trying to check if he was hallucinating the girl who's face was hovering on top of his. Red spittles coated his lips as he forced a smile to acknowledge the female's presence, right hand slowly reaching up to try and touch her. But alas he was too exhausted, arm flopping right back down to the ground as another cough racked his whole frame. How ironic is to see that such a large and muscular physique is laying useless on the ground right now, too weak to even move a single muscle to save himself.

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"Oh, Hell." She muttered, dropping to her knees beside him. "What happened?" How was she going to help him, if he was too weak to move, too broken to move? Well... she could start by at least laying her jacket over him. And so, she unzipped the light cotton, shivering faintly as the cool air got to her skin. She ignored it, though, for his sake - he needed whatever warmth it could provide far more than she did.

Carefully, she placed it across his chest, doing her best to tuck it around him without disturbing him. The last thing she wanted to see was pain on his face. She'd had enough pain to last herself ten lifetimes - she didn't need to know that she was causing another more.

The one question she wanted to ask - but didn't seem to be able to bring herself to: How had he survived such an explosion? He must have either fallen from a helicopter - but even then, that wouldn't make such an explosion - or, or... oh, Hell. She didn't know.

What did the paramedics ask in all her medical shows? ... They didn't. But she could - she wasn't a paramedic, to assume. "What hurts the most?" Maybe she'd know how to help him. Maybe she'd have to go find that elderly couple to borrow a phone to call 911.

Subject: Re: | F a l l e n | :: An Angel/Human RP Tue Aug 12, 2008 11:56 am

He kept the small smile on his lips as best as he can, though the effort is really straining the last of his energy. The man blinked a couple of times as he watched the girl take off a piece of her clothing, leaving herself only wearing a thin shirt as she layed the fabric on top of his naked torso. It wasn't the object that warmed him up greatly, but the gesture itself. The act of kindness directed at him seemed to have renewed his reserve, well at least the injured man thinks so.

With all his remaining strength, he tried to sit himself upright. More of those white flecks fell from the gray skies, each one that touched his skin stung him. But he didn't mind that now, right now he put his whole mind into bringing himself up. The man yelped in pain as he moved slowly, but surely he is able to sit up. The fabric slid off his barrel-chested torso, along with the dirt that settled upon him. The pain of moving was then replaced by a burning feeling upon his back, causing him to feel curious as to what is the extent of his injuries. Turning his head to the side, he tried to look at his back which was broad enough for him to see with the corner of his eye. Much to his shock, upon his either shoulder blades are deep crater-like wounds, as if appendages that were once there have been ripped out.

What the hell did I have on my back?!

Panic surged within his brain, the man completely has no clue as to how he got the wounds. But his rational side took over, putting the explaination that the two giant wounds on his back were inflicted by his fall. Wherever he fell from.......

"I'm...I'm cold...", it was all he muttered to the girl as he turned his head to look at her once again, the smile on his lips appearing once more...

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As he started to sit up, she shook her head. "No- you really shouldn't... really, don't - you'll only hurt - no, don't - ugh. Men." She couldn't seem to get the complete thought out - but her fragments added up to one thing. That she was worried he'd hurt himself more if he strained. But then, he was sitting up. One delicate eyebrow rose slightly. He shouldn't have been able to do that, after such a fall, or whatever he'd gone through. His back ought to have been broken - not that she was wishing that on him. Nope. She was rather glad he was close to alright.

"Well, it's no wonder you're cold. It's Christmas Eve... December. In New York. There's always snow this time of year." Her eyes flicked to the wounds on his back, and widened momentarily, then moved back to his face. "We should get you to a hospital or something." Or maybe to her cave. Hah. Her cave. Right. Anyway - she had matches and suchlike there for a small fire. That would warm him up a little.

Some small part of her was surprised she knew the date with such certainty - but then, that was part of what her parents had been arguing, fighting, whatever-ing about. He'd wanted to go out, she'd wanted him to get out, neither had each other anything - nor her anything, because really? What money did they have that didn't go to cigarettes, beer, other alcohol, the mortgage, the car loan, and what little food they kept? She'd bought her own present this year... the gently used handgun and some ammunition.

"What's your name?" Funny she'd waited this long to ask. "I'm Angeline. My friends just call me Angie, though."

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