Yes, sorry, I had to do it. This is a AU collection of flashfiction and one-shots that was created by my obsession with the various characterizations of Valjean and Javert. They'll range from humor to angst to actual storylines, and there will occasionally be slash as well as het pairings. Enjoy!
As Les Mis' copyright has expired, Javert and Valjean are mine. ^-^
Black Wings, Silver Eyes
Prologue
You shall have another chance at life, at love, at the world. All of you shall. Return to Earth now and finish what was left undone – but I must first give you your gifts.
Firstly, wear these wings well, my children, for they are your protection and your life: as long as they are not harmed you can return to me. Your wings are invisible to the living, so you are safe from most every danger that will come your way. However, they are not nonexistent. Should harm befall your body I will heal you; should harm befall your soul I will comfort you; should harm befall your wings I can do nothing, and I lose your body and your soul forever. Take care!
Second, he who sees the gold flecks in your eyes will remember neither your face nor your name. It is my wish that you return to Earth for a time so that things may be set right between you and he who pursues you, not so that you may speak and interact with strangers. No, when all conflicts are reconciled, then may you return to Heaven and befriend other ascended souls to your heart's content. But as long as you are on Earth you will only converse with other winged creatures like yourselves.
Moreover, know this: should you meet a silver-eyed man or youth, assist him, despite all convictions. Though the living cannot see that you have passed through Heaven and returned to Earth, other angels will be able to, so you can identify the man by his pitch-black wings.
Good luck, my children. Be watchful, be kind, be welcoming, and return to me!