yup that's right. Another fanfiction. I know I shouldn't start another one, but! I have a hard time finding a GaaraxOC fanfiction that I like, so I am making my own. But it may change more towards KankxOC, though The sand Siblings are the main characters in this one ^_^

Summary: A man forgotten by the angels and a woman seeking demons. Their destinies shall collide, into one hell of a mess. filled with action, comedy and non stop drama fasten your seat belts, cause this story is anything but ordinary. Don't judge a book by its cover.

ok how was that! My main goal is to NOT make this a mary sue story, I want it to be different and awsome. So everyone opinions count!

Me: Welcome to my newest FAnfiction "Fallen Angel"!

Maki: Umm...don't you have like nine other fanfictions you are working on?

Me: *glare* um...no

Maki: LIES! FILTH AND LIES! What about Your Silent Hill fanfic! Or Bleach! Or Assassin's Creed!?

Me: ERm....yeah I forgot those.

Maki: Get to them *holding a whip*

Me: o.o LET'S GET THE CHAPTER STARTED! OW! *Just got whipped*

"Stop it! Leave me alone!" screams and cries begged.

The pain was so much it hurt everywhere on her body. The men kept on doing it, never stopping. She didn't understand why did they do this? Why her? She was going to endure hell all alone. "Someone! Please help me!" She called out with pleading shouts.

One of the men slapped her, which silenced her. With her cheek no burning, she knew no one would save her.

Whirlwinds of sand engulfed the entire area, creating a huge sandstorm. Two ninja fought to the death against one another. Large monstrous hands made from the sand attacked the tall muscular man with long black hair. He slashed at the incoming claws trying to grab him, and crush him. Using his large claymore he managed to slice one of the hands in half, and using his lightning speed dodged the others. He laughed as he easily avoided each of the claws. "Is this all you got? I thought you were supposed to be the strongest ninja in all of Sunagakure Gaara!"

Surrounded by columns of sand, the second ninja focused on attacking. He wasn't as large or as old as the first ninja, and he had shorter messier red colored hair. His eyes were a pale blue, and his skin had a light tan. On the left side of his forehead, the kanji for love was tattooed on.

"This is starting to get boring, lets get serious. I Shiro Raganor hate boring fights." He announced.

A large burst of chakra flowed from his body causing the earth to shake. Performing a set of hand signs, and shouted. "Earth Dragon no jutsu!"

A small earthquake erupted from around Gaara, and a large dragon shaped monster made from boulders and dirt flew from beneath the ground. It roared and launched itself at Gaara. Large extensions of the sand reached out and attempted to stop the jutsu, but the dragon busted through the sand. Using what little time he had left, Gaara used the strongest minerals in the earth to form a large thick wall of sand. The dragon collided with the wall, and shattered itself and the wall. Exhaling, Gaara sighed. That had been close. A sudden cold rough object gripped around his leg. Looking down, it was another smaller earth claw holding on to his left leg. "This is what you get for being a cocky bastard!" Shiro growled.

The earth hand yanked Gaara into the air and began to spin him. Gaining speed, the hand began to whack Gaara against the hard earth. Gaara's sand covered the earth around him, and cushioned when he hit against the ground. Grabbing him, the sand sucked Gaara in its protective barrier. A long hand made from the sand slithered up the stony arm and wrapped itself around it. "Sabaku Kyuu" Gaara chanted.

The sand hand suddenly compressed, and crushed the earth arm into dust. Exiting from the cover of the sand, Gaara looked around. Shiro had disappeared. "Hmm…that's an interesting power. I wonder how it does against water? Suiton Suiryuudan no Jutsu!" Shiro yelled.

Huge pillars of water began to float from the river. 'He must have thrown me over by the river' Gaara thought, as he prepared a sphere shaped sand shield to protect him.

"I wonder how you will fair with all your sand soaking wet?!" Shiro chuckled.

The columns of water formed together in the shape of a large blue dragon. It rushed and flew, shedding rain across the land. The dragon collided with Gaara's sand sphere. The light tannish brown sand changed into a moist damp dark brown and began to fall apart. Taking this chance, Shiro sliced at Gaara with his large Claymore. Having little time to react, Gaara barely dodged with incoming attack. Dry fresh sand launched itself at Shiro sending him back. Gaara fell to his knees, his arms wrapped around his stomach. He could feel his warm blood against his skin. Flinching, Gaara was running low on Chakra. "You should be paying attention to me Gaara, otherwise I'll sneak up on you." Shiro chuckled.

His voice brushed from right behind Gaara, and then a sudden kick sent Gaara flying towards a cliff, with the river hundreds of feet below it. Skidding against the earth, Gaara rolled to a stop. Shiro walked to him, somewhat disappointed. "Maybe I shouldn't had absorbed so much of your chakra if I known it would have been this easy."

Focusing all of his chakra, Gaara was forming a spear, making it dense and sharp. As Shiro came closer, he performed hands signs and chanted. "Kaze no Yaiba"

Using this chance, Gaara threw the spear at Shiro. The sudden attack caused him to dodge. The wind blade missed Gaara, but exploded at the ground around him. The cliff gave in and Gaara was sent falling into the river.

Sighing, Shiro rubbed his neck. "I'll kill ya later."

"Gaara-sama!" A voice called out.

Several more voices called out "Kazekage-sama!"

"Gaara!" The male's voice was slightly panic.

The male ninja was tall and wore a hood over his head, which looked like it had cat ears. Lines and markings were painted on his face. He carried three large bandaged puppets on his back. "Kankuro, any luck?" A female asked.

"No, Temari. We shouldn't have let Gaara fight the rouge ninja alone." He answered.

Temari nodded, placing a hand on her blond haired head. Looking at the ground, she gasped and knelt down. She had spotted blood mixed with the sand. "Crap, Gaara-sama is wounded."

Another ninja appeared before Temari and Kankuro. "Temari-san Kankuro-san I believe I found more evidence of Kazekage-sama's fight."

"Alright take us there." Kankuro commanded.

A small fire glowed softly in the fire pit inside a small shack. Its light barely light the shack, and was nothing more than a small dim. Lying on a mat and covered by a large blanket, Gaara moaned lightly. He opened his eyes, and closed them. Jolting up, he remembered what had happened. The sudden movement ached his wounded body. Grabbing his stomach, he looked down. His stomach wound had been bandaged and he was only wearing his black boxers. Looking back up, he took in his surroundings. The shack he was in was only about five by five foot dwelling. The fire pit was only a foot away from the mat where he lied. Glancing to the left, Gaara's drenched clothing was hanging to dry. Someone saved me?

The door to the shack opened wide, letting in a bright blinding light. Gaara shielded his eyes with his arm. A feminine figure entered the shack. "Oh! You're finally awake." The voice was soft and sweet.

Closing the door behind her, the girl entered and knelt beside Gaara. The girl had long flowing white hair and snow-white skin. Her pink eyes seemed to have a faint glow in the darkness. Placing her hand against his forehead, Gaara flinched from the sudden contact. Giving a small smile, she whispered. "Shh…it's ok. I won't hurt you. My name is Maki."

Relaxing, Gaara allowed her to check his temperature. "Alright. You don't have a fever."

Standing back up, she walked towards a small table. Grabbing an apple from the bowl, she tossed it at Gaara. Catching it, Gaara looked at her slightly confused. "If you want to get your strength back, you better eat something." She gave a small smile, and exited the shack.

HOW WAS THAT!?

Gaara: Please Read and Review.

Me: It will make Gaara feel loved

Maki: How can you say that! He has millions of fans! *hugs Gaara*

Me: *GASP* You're out of character Maki! WHY "DOSHITE!

Gaara: sigh, please read and review...fangirls