Prologue
The moon was hiding behind a few clouds along with the stars-not wanting to witness the terrible scene unfold below. Not a single soul within the city living along the small, dirty street looked out their window in fear of what they may see. Despite the screams and helpless cries of the young woman running down the street, no one would chance a glance out their window. If anything, everyone made sure their windows and curtains were securely shut and drawn.
Figuring that not a single person had the heart to take her in, the young woman stumbled down the smelly, small and ill-lit streets with tears blurring her vision. Her heart was hammering away in her chest, fear pulsing through her veins. Just then, her chest tightened when that inhumane growl reached her ears. Not looking back, she turned the corner into an even darker alleyway that ended in a dead end.
"No," she sobbed as she reached the rusted fence. There was no way she could climb it even if she tried, it was too high and she didn't have the strength to hoist herself up. "No, no, no." She grabbed the fence, shaking it violently, but it didn't simply fall over as she hoped it would. That growl reached her yet again, though she still refused to turn and look at it.
There was no need to look at the creature when its appearance was pretty was burned into her mind. There was no way in hell she could ever forget how it looked no matter how much she wanted to-what with its pinched face, dark stringy hair and pincers for hands instead of hands.
Closing her eyes, the young woman slowly slid down to her knees, her body slumping against the fence. Since there was no way of escaping, her only option was to give up all hope. Whatever it was was going to reach her in a matter of seconds and kill her without a moment of hesitation. She was going to die that night, no doubt about that…
That was until a bright blue light flooded the alleyway, forcing the young woman to close her eyes so that she wouldn't go blind. Slowly, she turned to at least catch a glimpse of what was going on only to see a tall figure dressed up all in black with a long, thin in blade in one hand.
Since when did angels dress in black?
That was the last thought that passed through her mind before the entire world turned black yet again.