Prologue:
They say that when an angel is cast from heaven it is because it has been wicked or rebellious. But sometimes it could be because God just wants them to be on earth to make others happy and keep them safe. This is a story about a fallen angel who was sent to earth as a gift to a couple who were having problems conceiving a child. The couple had had three miscarriages and three still borns. All hope seemed lost once the still born was handed back over to the nurse. "That's it! I'm done!" "Honey please" "No! I can't take it! We've been trying for too long and all I've been having are miscarriages and babies that come out dead!" The woman yelled at her husband, completely heart broken at the incident that she had come to be very used to. "Please...can we just stop trying?...I can't take any more of this..." She whispered as tears started falling down her face as she held onto her husband. He just looked at her. "Sweetheart?" "Hm?" "Can you do me one favor?" "What?" "Can we please try one more time-" "No! I just said I don't want to. Please can we just-" "No honey please listen." She stopped and nodded at him. "Let's try one last time. Who knows right? I know we've had nothing but bad luck but let's just use what little faith we have left in this and try again?" She looked into his eyes, which had nothing but hope filled in them. She sighed "alright...one last time. But I want you to promise me that if those things that have happened happen to this one, we quit. And we just don't think about it anymore." "Alright. I promise." And he kissed her cheek "Thank you for having a little more faith." She only smiled and hugged him.
~9 months later~
"Alright it's out!" The woman panted and lied down on the hospital bed. Her husband right next to her. "Nurse?" "We need to check it. It seems to be alive but we need to make sure it's alright." The nurse left with the baby. "Honey?" she looked at him and breathed out a tired "Yes?" He smiled and held her hand "Let's just pray this will be our chance." She closed her eyes and relaxed. A few minutes later the nurse came back in with the baby wrapped up. The woman's eyes filled with tears as she put her face in her hands "Again?" She sobbed, asking the nurse that horrible question. The nurse smiled excitedly "Mrs., I think you will be very happy." The couple looked up with wide eyes. "Y-you mean?!" The nurse nodded "Yes...it's alive. And it's a healthy baby boy!" The woman's eyes filled with tears, but these tears weren't of sadness and sorrow oh no, these were the happiest tears a person could shed. "Oh...oh my god!" The nurse held the bundle out to the new mother who shakily took it. The new parents looked at each other as the woman pulled the top off of the baby's face. They gasped. "Oh honey look! He's beautiful!" The new father looked at his son proudly with tears of joy falling from his eyes. "Yes...yes he is." The baby yawned and opened his eyes and looked at his new parents. His eyes sparkled and he smiled at them. His father held out his finger to the boy, who took it and held it. "Heh he's pretty strong." The woman smiled and held her new baby closer to her, kissing the top of his head. "I need to thank you dear." "Hm? What for?" "For convincing me to try again. If you hadn't, I wouldn't have and we wouldn't have this beautiful baby boy here with us today." He smiled at his wife who said "So thank you...so very much." He kissed her "You're welcome. Thank you for trying again." They finally succeed in bringing a child into the world. After a little while of cooing and playing with their new baby, he started getting fussy. "He must be hungry. The nurse said I could feed him now" her husband nodded. She then opened her top and held her son to her chest to let him drink. The couple just smiled and watched him. After he finished, the woman pulled his blanket off of his back to burp him. But when she felt his back she was surprised to feel something very soft in two spots. "Honey? What are these?" She asked pointing to two small things on the baby's back. One was black and the other white. The man touched them gently. "They feel like...feathers?" Wait...what?! Feathers? On a baby? What? The woman could not believe this. "Dear what are you saying?" "Just look here! These are feathers! The boy has wings!" She looked "H-how...how is that possible?" "I can only think of one thing." "What?" "He's an angel." "Huh?" "Sweetheart... Our son's an angel from heaven. Sent here by God. For what reason I'm not completely sure of...maybe he was answering our prayers? He must have because our boy is here and alive and healthy. But...what I don't understand is why is he born with those wings? And what is more puzzling about this is that his wings aren't both white like any angel anyone's learned about...he has a black wing and a white wing." The couple just stated at their son with puzzled look. The boy looked at his parents and smiled. As he smiled, they saw his wings begin to move and a little halo appeared above his head. "This is amazing! Out of the ordinary? Yes, completely. But amazing all the same!" The woman said. "We mustn't tell anyone about this. Our son will probably be hunted because of this. We must make sure he is kept safe and these-" he said pointing to his son's wings and halo "-are kept hidden." They heard the nurse down the hall. The woman gasped and looked at her baby, who still had his wings and halo exposed. "Oh sweety please, I hope you can understand me, please hide these! You're not safe right now!" The boy looked up at his mother with a slight puzzled look but after a few seconds she saw his halo disappear and his wings fold up against his back. She sighed, relieved that he understood, as she covered him with his blanket once more. The nurse came in with papers. "Alright all we need to do now is fill out these few papers and you can check out right after. Everything is fine and you can go home." They both nodded and filled out the paperwork. After that, they left and headed back home. The man locked the door and shut all the curtains. He then joined his wife in their room and lied down on the bed next to her with his baby boy in between. "Alright son, it's safer here." The baby's halo reappeared and his wings unfolded and flapped, stretching themselves. "What are we going to do?" The woman asked. "We protect him. He is our son. He was given to us and we must keep him safe. I know you love him just as much as I, and so that is why we must make sure he grows up happy, healthy, and safe. He is here for a reason. And that reason is not only because of us. I don't know what it is yet but I know we'll find out eventually." She nodded "of course. But what I want to know is why is wings are two colors. Aren't black wings the evil ones? And fallen angels are said to have been cast out of heaven for being wicked and rebellious. Do you think that is why our boy is here? Because he was cast out?" "No...not all fallen angels are bad. He was sent here for us and for another reason that I'm sure of wasn't because he has done something wrong up there. His wings are very interesting though." The two looked at the baby again, who was just happily grabbing onto his blanket and looking around, smiling. "His smile is adorable." The man smiled "Yes...very." "I still want to know about his wings. Could you look it up? I think I had a book on angels my mother gave me before we moved here." Her husband nodded and went to their bookshelf. "Ah here it is." He went back to the bed and sat down. "It says here that an angel with a black wing and a white wing is very rare. So rare that people have concluded that only one exists. Hmm so our little boy is a rare angel huh? Interesting." "But what do they mean?" "It says here that these wings are defined as 'The Wings of Freedom'. Despite having a black wing, it is not evil. It is actually a very good angel. An angel that will do and fight for good." The woman smiled and stroked her baby's soft hair. "'The Wings of Freedom' huh? That sounds very interesting. Is there anything else on that?" "No. It's too rare for any mortal human to know anything more about it. I believe our son is the only angel with these wings. As it says here, there is only one angel with those wings. And our son is that angel." "This is amazing." "Yes. Yes it is. A miracle even." And from that moment, the couple continued to protect their son. As he got older, he learned how to keep his wings bound safely under his shirt. He also learned how to fly. His life was perfect. And then one day, he met an old man drinking tea.
A/N:
Wow! Holy crap! I can't believe I'm starting another story when my first one isn't finished yet. Lol oh well. This is what happens when I get into and marathon Panty and Stocking for a week while thinking of ninjago at the same time. And yes, the Wings of Freedom are from Attack On Titan….They're really cool so I thought "why not?" lol
Anyway, I'm now going to be writing this story alongside "When The Past Comes Back"
Please review! :D the identity of the angel with be revealed in a later chapter. But I will tell you he is one of the ninja. One of the five ninja. And remember, it could be any one of them. They all had to have had both parents when they were born. (Ok we can all rule out Zane and that's because he wasn't born, he was built. lol so it's really between 4 of them. Oh well. It still could be any one of them lol)