"Arthur Kirkland, you are here by renounced of your title of Guardian Angel. Your wings shall be ripped from your back in two days time and you will dissolve."
"No!" Alfred shrieked being held back by two buff security guards, "He did it to protect me! Artie wouldn't kill someone-"
"Silence! He killed an innocent angel, he must pay the price!" God's voice boomed across the white clouded room, his desk slowly turning dark gray. Arthur shed a single tear as all the voices around him began to fade away. I didn't mean too. I remember what happened, but I don't know why I killed him.
Just the day before, Francis was crawling closer to a tied up Alfred, who was crying silently, silver duck tape across his mouth.
"Ohohohoho~ Just sit there quietly Alfred, not like you have much of a choice." He said in a thick French accent. "It will be over soon enough. Try and explain what happened to Arthur, if you can." He laughed again. Alfred was trying to loosen the rope around his wrist that held him to the post of his bed.
A shot was heard and blood formed in the center of Francis' back, right between the now blood splattered white wings. He turned and saw Arthur in the doorway, angel gun in his hand with smoke still emanating from the guns muzzle. "You tea-drinking bastard!" The French man growled as he faded into nothing.
Arthur rushed to his loves side. "Are you alright?! Did that bloody frog get you?" He asked in a worried toneas he ripped the duck tape off Alfred's face.
"OW! That hurt like hell, Artie!" He whined, eyes beginning to water. "No, you came just in time. I'm sorry, I-I wasn't much of a hero, was I?"
"Idiot… I'm just glad that you weren't… taken… by that wanker." Arthur finished untying the rope and stood up, blushing slightly. "There, you are free now."
"Thanks, Artie!" Alfred shouted as the Englishmen left the room and ran out of the house.
I had no choice, that perverted frog nearly got my lover. Arthur was taking his final looks around the majestic land known as heaven. All the cloud buildings and the other angels rushing around to finish their days work so they could go home and relax. I only have two days, I just wish I could have more time to spend with Alfred before I have to leave…forever.