When I woke up I was in a room. Not my room at the Angel's Fortress, but a scrappy motel room. I was laying in a bed with an olive green blanket with green sheets. I looked at the foot of the bed and saw Buddy sleeping peacefully at my feet. I looked at the bed on my left and saw Jackson sleeping on top of the other motel bed with the same green blanket and same green sheets. I got up and saw that there was a side bag with a note on it. Good luck! - Haven it read. The bag looked like something that you would see Indiana Jones wear when he is trying to run away from a huge bolder. I opened it up and looked in it. I found a wad of hundreds, two smartphones, My daggers, And a short sard. I just assumed that it was Jackson's sense I use daggers. What was Jackson doing here any way? I understand why Buddy was with me, but why Jackson? I looked in the closet and found nothing at first but then I saw that my Armor was in there and so was Jackson's. This is going to be a Dangerous mission I though looking at the armor.
Breath the crisp, never clearer night air
Every movement crashing louder then the last Red
Everthing is heard, but the thought of such has past
Shadows fall, as if Charlets child had drawn alone
You climb, never closer
Higher then the beginning
Lighter then the first
Closer to the angels, the tinny angels
You fall, down clothed in the white of a sinners joy
Up to the pearl your windows stare
Surrownded by the sky,
A sky seen by every angel,
Molded by every pearl
Pearl among the angels
Crisped by the truth,
And wider then Galileo
Gone is the beginning
Farther are the angels
The second has come
But never smaller the pearl
I was breathless when I walked through the door. The room was my bedroom. I was a little freaked out but also relieved to see something that was familiar. Buddy ran in the room and jumped on my bed. I smiled at the sight. Then I saw a women appeared on my bed. She was also an angel. She had on a silver gown and her hair was as black as night. She had sliver wings that blended with her gown. She patted Buddy on the head with a dainty hand of hers. " Hello " she said looking at me " My name is Haven ". she shot her hand out at me. I shacked it gently. I was afraid if I held on to hard that her hand would fall off. " My name is Roxie. " I introduced my self still a little frazzled. " I'm sorry the High Angels couldn't see you, they are busy with the war right now. " She said her voice calm. " War? " I questioned. " Yes, a war. you seen it first hand young one. " She laughed. Then her face when sober. " You are important to it too Roxie. " she said in almost a dream like of a voice. I was startled to hear her like this that I almost backed into Jackson. " how am I important to the war and who are we at war with? " I asked. " We are at war with the demons. They have grown in number." Jackson's voice startled me. " yes, very good Jackson. " said Haven. " And here is an answer for your other question my dear. " I looked at her like a child ready for there bedtime story. " You are a Fallen angel Roxie. The most powerful angel in the world. Read more »
I looked at the man. I looked so hard at him I discoverd that he was a boy about my age. He had dusty blond hair and eletric blue eyes. He also had golden wings that whent agenst his eyes. I hate to say this, but I think it was love at first sight. " The High Angels whould wish to speack to you." he said. His vocie was as smooth as silk. " Thats a pertty big deal Roxie." Shaunkera said . " Who is the High Angels?" I asked her. She exspland it to me. From what I got the High Angels are the oldest angels in the world and they basicly rule the whole angel population. " that is a big deal." I said standing up. " come with me." the boy told me. I followed him in to the hall way. "so" I said " what's you name?" He looked at me with thous blue eyes of his. " My name is Jackson" he said. " My name is Roxie." I intradused myself. " Know who you are" Said Jackson " heard about what happend in the battle that you where in." Them my face flushed. Was I geting a awerd for saveing Shaunkera? Do they know about Buddy? I looked behind me and found Buddy trailing behind me. I looked at Jackson he avasly didn't tackk note of the dog. The we stoped I frount of a Golden door. I wasn't paying atention and ran in to Jackson. Now I was really blushing. He opend the door slowly and let me go in side the room. Then my face was not so red any more.
When I get back to the castle I was stopped by the guards in front of the gate. I told them my name and age and they let me though in to the castle. I guided myself to my room to wash up with Buddy on my tail. He had his wings neatly folded against his back like they where there forever. It wads still hard to imagine that I gave him his wings a few hours ago. I got to my room and took off my armor and set it on my bed. I had my tank-top and shorts on. I looked at Buddy who was laying on my bed. I smiled at him. " stay here." I told him " I'm going to tack a shower." He barked in agreement. I when in to the elegant bathroom and took a shower. It felt good to feel the cold water on my sore body. Then when I finished I took a silver colored towel and step out side of the bathroom. Buddy was still laying on my bed. " good boy." I said smiling at him. Then I got dressed into a plan black t-shirt and plan jeans. I was in the hall way in know time with Buddy at my heels. He has been loyal to me ever sins I healed him, or gave him wings, or whatever I did to him. Well I rather have a flying dog at my heels then having a flying dog walking in a town. I when to the infirmary. I wanted to see how Shunkera was doing. I walked in the infirmary and that was when I saw all the wounded angels in beds and trying to sit up, but the only one that was siting up was Shunkera. Walked up to Shunkera. " How are you doing?" I asked her siting on the bed. " Doing great! " she said " The doc said it just parsed my skin. Read more »
The creatures where chargeing at me with there sowerds redy to price my body. I took out my daggers and cut one of the creatures head off. Then like the man in my apartment it disaperd in a puff of smoke. The others tied to strick but I spun and slashed at them and in a instant they where smoke. Then I saw an angel with golden armor and silver wings running to me and Shunkera. She also had a shoulder bag n her. " Back away! " she demanded. I backed away in a flash. Then I saw the angel tacking bandiges out of her bag. She must be a feild doctor I thought. Then I turned my ation back to the battle. I saw angels getting mangled and creatures going up in puffs of smoke. Then I felt that same energy flow through my body agen. Then I ran into the battle. It was just like when I was in that room fighting the worrers. I was slashing nd stabbing and making creatures by to dozen go up in smoke. I was a werrlwind, spinning and killing the creatures that where on my path. Then not for long the battle was won by the angels. I watched as they flew back up in to the sky. Then I saw the feild doctor caring Shunkera back up into the sky trailing behind the rest of the angels. I looked around the battle feild. I was demolished and there was not a single plant was growing. Then I saw a ball of fur laying on the battle feild. I took out m daggers and approached it cerefuly. I discovered that it was a dog. A dead golden retriever. It must have slipped into the battle and got killed. Then I touched the retriever's golden fur. Read more »
"What's the matter." I said my face fell. Shankera grabed my arm and pulled me through the halls. "wate?!" I said startaled. "where are we going." we burst through a door and we where on a porch. We where floting in the sky. I was in aw. I was in a floting casle this entire time. "Roxie" shankera adrested me. " where going to go into battle."
"battle!" I yelled at her " are you crazey"
"no" she said "I'm not" then Shankera jumped off of the porch. I saw her shot up like a rocet. I rolled my eyes and jumped off of the porch and took flight.
We where in mid air when a arrow wised past my wing. " Holy @!#$%!$. " I yelled startled. Then I looked down and saw a battle going on. I could see angels fighting Butt ugly creatures. Sadly the angels where losing. I felt enrgy flowing through me. It was that same enrgy. I took out my daggers and took a noise dive right in to the battle. I looked to my side and saw shankera fall. Her wing was bloodly with an arrow through it. I flew even faster. I had to get to her bofore she fell and died a horrable death. I flew under her and cought her in my arms. I landed on the ground. I was releved for a second. I looked up. I saw five of the ugly cretures. They smelled blood and they saw a wonded angel. They wanted to kill her becuse of her wound. Not on my being here.
shankera looked at my wepon of chocie. "the daggers have never been chosen for a 100 years." said shankera. I looked at her oddly. "we must fit you in armor." she said escaping my gaze. I took the daggers of of the rack and followed shankera. She lead me in a room full of a mor of different colors and sizes. She fit me in silver colored armor. It was light and I could move easy in it. There where also slits in the armor for me to fit my wing through. Shankera gave me a hair band and silver hoop. "Put your hair up so it won't get in your face and put this hoop around your head." I did what shankera told me to do. Then I put my daggers in there sleuths on my hips. shankera lead me out of that room. "Now we must see how you operate in battle." she said walking in a room. The room had golden walls but nothing else. I herd the door shut behind me. I turned and saw that shankera was not behind me any more. I looked around on alert. I could feel energy surging through my body. That same energy before I killed that demon. Then solders popped out of no where and attacked me. Two where charging at me. As soon as they got a close I jumped up in the air took out my daggers and landed behind them. I slashed at them like a viper. They collapsed and diapered. Then I was moving so fast it was like I couldn't control it, but I embraced it. I was spining and slashing. I moved like a cat, quick and agile. Then there was no more solders in the room. I noted that I didn't break a sweat. I wasn't evening breathing hard. Read more »
The women sighed. " First of all your an angel." I looked at her wings then at my wing. " and I am in heaven where all of the angels live? " I asked. The women nodded her head. " by the way you handled that demon I would say that your a wirorer angel" she looked at me. I urged her to go on. " that demon was only a mesnger. The one that was cony trolling him probly took your mother." " that's it?" I asked. She nodded her head. " I will let you get dressed I will send someone to tack you to the weapons room." she said. " what is your name? " I asked the women before she left the room. " my name is shankera." she answered.
I was in a golden hall way being gided by a young girl to a weapons room. I was whereing a tank- top with angel wings on it. I also had on sorts on with Skechers. Think that it would be heaven that everyone should have robes on but no, everyone dressed normally. When I got to the weapons room the girl left me in the room. I saw shankera in the room with body armer that fit her perfectly. " now" she said " every worrer must pick here weapon of choice. " she said waving her hand At the weapons rack. I looked at the weapons rack. Then something called to me. There was a pare of daggers. They had swirly ingravings laded into the steel hanle. The blades looked as though they could slice through flesh like butter. I pouited at the daggers. " I chose thes. " I said.
I stared at her in aw. then she touched the ground. I backed away from her and tripped over a knocked down chair. " Don't be scared Roxie." said the women. Her voice was silvery. " Who are you and what are you?!" I said freaked out. " All will be reveled soon Roxie." she said. " Hoe do you know my name?!" I yelled. Then I saw her hand come to my forehead. Then when her hand touched my head the world went black.
When I woke up and saw a room. The room was covered in with a golden wallpaper. There was a oak closet and a chair with velvet cloth on It. I was in a bed with a golden robe. The bed was as soft as a cloud and the blanket was a purple silk. Then a women came into the bed room. She had a normal red sun dress on, but I could also see that she had golden wings also. She walked up to my bed and sat in the chair next to the bed. " suppose you want some answers right now do you." she said. strangely her voice was also silvery and she had nutmeg color hair. " what?" I said. then I remembered what happened before I passed out. " Yes, I do want some answers."
I was falling. I was falling to my death. I could see the ground rushing up to meet me. Then I stoped falling and started to glide like a bird. I looked at my back and saw golden wings on my back. Soon I was flaping my wings like I saw some birds do. In no time I was flying. I feel like I was born to fly. Then I got A surge of energy flowing thuogh my viens. I swoped over back to my apartment. I landed softly and gracefully on my porch. I saw the man that pushed me off my porch. I whent up to the man and taped him on the shoulder. " what the-?". Punched him in the face as soon as he turned around. " that is what you get for pushing mr off my porch." I said. Then he vanished in a blink of a eye. I looked up and saw a beam of light shineing over me. I saw a women In ghostly robes and had golden wings on her back.
I was walking to school. I saw the bus go by and there was kids looking out of the window and macking faces at me. I just ignord them. I was never the popeler girl in my school. I wasen't even popiler. Whith my firey red hair and green eyes averyone thought that I was a freak. I always thought that I was diffrent. I got to school and rushed to my locker to get all my things bifore the bell rings and evryone croweds arownd the hallways like a pack of hiyenas.I got to my first class and whated there until the bell rang.
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When my nana died last year, it was the first time I had really been confronted with death. I mean, my family’s dog had died when I was five, but I was too young to figure it out in my head that Wilbur was not coming back. The day Nana died, I was in nordic practice. Mom, Abby, Oliver and I were allowed to visit here before she was taken away. Looking around her spacious room, I was reminded of how much she loved angels. There was probably not one Christmas in which I gave Nana something that wasn’t related to an angel. Straw angels, ornaments, refrigerator magnets. The way she died seemed to me, like an angel; soft and peaceful. Laughing and talking with her friends at lunch, she went to her room and had her son called(my dad). Closing her eyes, she drifted up to her resting place. When Mom, Abby, Oliver and I came home, I remembered the advent calendar. That day’s miniature wooden ornament had not been removed from the calendar. I opened the weak cardboard flap, worn from many years of use, and peaked inside. On December 13th, God placed an angel in the advent calendar for me to forever remember.
Cast: Adam Linlocke: a corrupt, wicked U.S. Senator
Ezekiel: an Angel of God who is becoming tired of the natural order of Heaven.
Naomi: a shoulder Angel who tells humans to do good.
Bathin: the opposite of Naomi, he is a shoulder Devil, who tells humans to do wrong Read more »
I am so sorry that I haven't been able to write anything for my story for a while. I have been busy applying to boarding schools and homework has begun to fall apart. I have not been able to get free time just to write. This is just a quick story that helped me get some of my annoyance out. My sisters are making up a language that revovles ENTIRELY around the word spaz so if some anger gets into this piece, I'm sorry.
I woke one night, and saw two angels standing over me. Read more »
Do you feel liked you have someone looking over you while you go through a hard time? Well, I have. I have become to believe that it's angels.Angels have helped me get through some really hard times.
My dad is in the hospital right now and he has angels looking over him 24/7. When I think about my dad in the hospital it makes me cry but my angels help me get through it. Read more »
OKay, I wrote this on the bus on the way home from the VMEA festival. So pardon the roughness of it. Tell me what you think, please. It's inspired by the music video for a song called Amaranth by Nightwish. I'll link it here.
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Even angels fall down
By Abram Capone
Rice Memorial High School, Grade 11
Our lives don't always go the way we planned,
But even in the ocean there's a piece of land.
A piece of hope or some salvation,
Saving us all from condemnation.
We need to pick our rosebuds while we may,
Smell the flowers and seize the day.
Remember your heart is window to your soul,
To open it up takes lots of self control.
The hardest thing to remember is….
Sometimes even our angels fall down,
But you should never see that as a reason to frown. Read more »
I jump. My arms spread wide as I let the wind beat against me, my hair flying out behind me as I dive, plummeting towards the river below me. I try to open my wings to fly but they are stuck I twist in the air trying to stop. I break the surface of the water as I plunge to the bottom, my legs twist around as I try to right my self but the current of the river is to strong. Read more »