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A is for Angel

Name: Destiny

Current Status: Exile

Current Duty: Guardianship

Sin: Pride

Position: Earth, USA, Nevada, Las Vegas.

Time in Exile: Three Hours

Estimated Return Time: Unknown

My feet hit the solid ground of sin city. How could I have ended up here? I was the best angel he had. He told me himself. I played the cello for the man. He was my father, made me from the purist clouds. I was the best, better than any angel, now I was on this pitiful planet.

He had sent me to Vegas, the gathering of the most horrible people. I surveyed my surroundings, arching my back, I ached. My wings had been ripped from my back by the arch angel Gabriel. That was father's favorite, and he was aware of it too.

As he had stripped me of my pride, my white wings, he had added snidely, "You'll get these back when you learn to behave." He grabbed and ripped them off my back, Raphael had led the doctors and medics to suture up my back. Gabriel looked at me and threw me off of the clouds.

I had fallen, I hadn't been good enough, and God said I was too prideful, that I should learn how to be humbled. They had done enough by taking my high rank as a guardian of music. Taking my wings away was also humiliating, after they were torn from my body they were laid in a den. No one believed I was coming back.

Fallen angels normally never got the chance to go back to Heaven. I had to figure out how to become a guardian angel. Then if I was really good I could go home. This meant learning everything on my own. That included finding my charge. They had given me a name but what I was supposed to do was completely lost on me.

Now that I was fallen, I was put into a new set of rules. There I was ruled by the fallen arch angel Lucifer. He was now my commanding officer. Of course I was still a guardian so Gabriel would have to come and visit me, to make sure I wasn't getting worse. My mentor would come around when I needed him. For now I had to go report to Lucifer.

"Destiny, how good to see you my dear." A voice cooed from behind me. I turned to see Faith, she had been sent here to give the humans some form of help. She was a messenger, of Arial's own hands. I looked up at her, and sighed. "It's alright you'll be back up there in no time. For now let me bring you to him" she hissed out the end.

Not many angels spoke Lucifer's name, it was cursed and respected. Faith had to be in contact with him and loathed that Arial had chosen her to be the crossing point between them. She knew it had to be done and since she was more experienced than the other guardians she was chosen. She was a precious life line between Earth and Heaven.

She turned around and walked toward the brightly lit city. I had to follow her to my new home. My mind raced as I calculated how long it would take me to become good enough. God hadn't been clear about how I would earn my way back into his good graces. I had a feeling that it would take more than a few good brownie points.

I subconsciously followed Faith through the winding narrow streets. She was taking me through back roads so I wouldn't be blinded by the lights. In Heaven the light is emitted from God and is soft and warm. The light from here was given by electricity and was harsh and unwelcoming. Faith stopped at an ornate door and ran her fingers around the door frame. "They moved the key again!" Faith pounded on the doors to no avail.

The shadows shifted behind us and I turned to face a rather tall male. His hair was cut shorter than most and his face had a mischievous look. "Faith did you misplace your key again?" he laughed as he conjured up a spare. "Just use mine." I watched as he placed the key next to the door, the wood paneling shifted and opened to reveal an elongated hall way.

Faith grabbed her spare key from the inside table and turned towards me. "Destiny, this is Ezekiel call him Eze for short." He smiled and took a bow. "He will be around to help you if you need it." Faith slapped him against the head. I watched their antics and giggled to myself, but I couldn't help wondering how Eze had made it to Earth.

I followed after Faith as she walked down the hallway. "Do you know where my mentor is?" I asked silently to the back of her head. I was terrified of not knowing what to do. If I wasn't able to find my charge I wouldn't be able to find my way back home. I waited for them to stop and answer me.

Ezekiel turned around and smiled at me, "Well most new comers have me as a mentor. You are different though. You were a music guardian so you will have a different mentor. Luke will help you, he wont reveal himself until much later, or if you have trouble with your charge." His eyes were a dark gray and they felt like they were staring through me.

I watched him curiously, he looked like a regular angel other than his eyes. Normal angel eyes were golden bronze. They said that the eyes changed when stranded on Earth too long. Everyone said that was an old wives tale. Apparently you then become blind to God's glory, making you unable to return. "Could I ask you a question Eze?" my voice was small and timid, it sounded nothing like me. He nodded once and motioned for me to continue.

"Why were you sent here? There has to be a reason. Your eyes are different too? I'm sorry this must sound increasing rude." I apologized as I looked at his shocked expression. He laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

"I might tell you that at a later date." they continued down the hallway. I followed in silence the rest of the way. Faith stopped at the end.

"Destiny this is where we must leave you. You will meet him inside, and he will tell you the rest of your job." my heart throbbed against my chest as I walked towards the ominous door.