This is my first fanfic, so please no flames! Just review. I want to know if this is a good idea, cuz I already have the entire next chapter typed. If I get at least three reviews (doesn't matter if they're from the same person, though I'd prefer different people) I'll post the next chappy. Thanks guys!

Disclaimer: I don't own XME, if I did, well… let's just say it's good I don't own it, okay? I do own my plot and charries though.

Summary: Kurt is a Fallen, an indescribably beautiful race of demon–angels. Kitty is a fledgling priestess with a hidden power. Kitty knows that Kurt isn't her enemy, but can she prove it?

EDIT NOTE: I have gone over the story and added in a few things here or there, clarifying some of it because there are some points where it's not very clear and changed a few things as well. Also, the biggest story change here is the ENDING. I know I disappeared for a while, and over that time period I had time to think about where I actually wanted to go with this story, and I figured out a better ending, with a differently-styled sequel (also differently-named) attached. This way, I think, will turn out better than my original ending. I have reformatted the style, so it's a bit more uniform, and I'm reposting every chapter, leaving the original Author's Notes alone, except ones pertaining to the sequel (which I will change accordingly) So, read, people of FanFiction, and know my story Fallen Angel.

Fallen Angel

1. Worlds Apart

Leaves rustled in the thin wind, blowing between the tall trees' shadows in the dark moonlight piercing through the tops of the branches reaching into the night sky.

However, one should not be deceived by the night—stranger things existed here than anywhere else—and people knew it, and avoided the Forest like the plague. For it was rumored that the Fallen lived here—demonic angel-like creatures that were said to be evil.

And this is where our story begins…

The thick autumn leaves blew across the nearly-invisible path between the thick trunks of the age-old trees. Glowing eyes peered through the bracken fronds, down at a thin ring of lights down in the valley below. A whisper slipped through the wind: "This is the place?" The voice sounded young, about teenager age, and male.

"Yes." The second speaker's tone was expressionless, but held a distinctly lower pitch then the others'; this voice was female.

"Good. Now can we go? I do not want to see pitchforks on the menu again." The boy's voice quavered slightly at the thought of the sharp, pronged tools that had been used against them on their last, and rather spontaneous, visit to the human settlement.

"You have a point there…" the female trailed off, as her dark, glowing eyes perceived a movement in the village below. "It's the girl…" she muttered ominously, her voice dropping.

The male, whose name was Kurt, peered over the bushes at the lights. "Are you sure, Shade? I mean, I could—"

"My eyes don't lie," she informed him.

"Oh. Well, are you sure we can't just—"

Shade cut him off again. "You know we can't. I don't care how long you've been mooning over her, you can't reveal yourself!" She turned away, bounding into a square of moonlight, the silver light highlighting the features that made humans believe that the Fallen were really fallen angels.

Her ears were pointed; her dark eyes slanted slightly, her face unblemished. She had very tan skin, almost black in the moonlight. Her black hair hung in bangs down the side of her face. From behind her back, midnight-black wings rose in a pile of feathers.

After a moment's hesitation, Kurt came out to join her. He, too, had pointed ears, as well as a pointed dragon-like tail that swirled behind him. He had short, blue fur that covered his body. His only slightly darker blue hair framed his face in long locks. He had glowing golden eyes, and from his back sprouted two azure-blue wings.

"We go?" he asked mournfully.

Shade nodded, muttering, "'It doesn't do to tally with mortals' or so the saying goes… Come on." She launched into the air.

With one last sad look at the human settlement below, Kurt followed.

Kitty wandered the grounds of the temple—she was always there, it seemed. Even among humans she stood out, with the strange tattoo on her back that she'd never seen, but everyone whispered about. Her mother had told her not to look at it when she was younger, and it grew into a habit. The only part of it she'd ever seen was the tip of a blue-black feather on her shoulder. Then, for the rest of the night, her mind had been preoccupied with trying to figure out what it looked like without actually seeing it. It had become a part of her life, now.

Now, she had bigger things to worry about. She was fifteen, old enough to leave the temple.

But she chose not to. Why? Simply because she liked it here. The settlement of Girva had always been her home, and there was the Forest, too. She liked to sit and stare at the old trees, imagining meeting a demon or even one of the Fallen in there. She'd never actually gotten that close to the Forest before, due to the fact that there was someone always watching and always caught her before she reached the meadow.

She had actually always wanted to meet one of the Fallen—she wanted to know if they really were like angels, and if they were as evil as everyone said.

But she'd never had a chance.

Not until now. Everyone was at the Festival of Fire, and even though she was supposed to be there, she had feigned sick and stayed behind. And now her chance had come! No one was in sight. Her evil plan was working!

She slipped across the grounds of the temple, grabbing her bag along the way, prepared in case such an opportunity should arise.

Kitty skittered across the fields; then sprinted for the meadow, the wind whipping back her hair as she ran through the meadow, filled with wildflowers at this time of year.

She almost jumped for joy when she reached the first trees. She was finally in the Forest!

Kurt blinked, surprised. "What do you mean she's here?"

Shade, along with a young Fallen named Fira, nodded. Fira said quietly, "I saw her. She's got brown hair in a ponytail, and pretty blue eyes. No wonder you like her. She's the one who's always watching the Forest, with a look of…" She searched for the right word. "…longing, is what it looks like… But why would she want to be here, of all places, when she's a human?"

"Never mind that," said Kurt hastily. "Shade, do you know where she is?"

The other girl nodded. "I gleaned enough from Fira's memories." Fira could transmit messages and images with her mind, a special gift among the Fallen.

"Take me there!" he snapped.

"What?" Shade's voice mirrored her look of shock.

"Take me there!" Kurt repeated. "If I don't go, someone else will show up and try to…I don't know…eat her!"

Shade shook her head in exasperation. "Kurt, we don't eat people."

"I know that, but something else might…you know…"

"Ugh! Fine, come on. I'll guide you." She held out one hand to him. He took it, and with a brief flash of light and smoke, they were gone.

The two Fallen landed with a bit more noise than Kurt had intended. As Kitty looked up, confused, Shade glared down at Kurt.

"Sorry. Got to work on my re-entries." he admitted sheepishly.

"See that you do!" Shade snapped. "You could've teleported us right in front of her, and imagine how that would have looked!"

"Bad?" Kurt mumbled.

"Not just bad! Very bad! As in, bad to the extreme!" Shade hissed. "Now get out of here! Do what you have to! And don't expect me to help!" And she turned and melted into the shadows.

"Touchy, touchy…" muttered Kurt, and teleported.

Kitty looked around slowly. Had she heard something? Or was it just her mind playing tricks on her?

Footsteps behind her made her turn. "Hello?" she called nervously.

"Shouting like that will only attract the bad spirits," said a voice from behind her. She whirled around to see a boy, about her age, with blue hair and fur; he had pointed ears and glowing eyes. She could just barely see the tips of his wings, folded against his back.

A Fallen!

The smile he offered seemed genuine, albeit the fact that he had fangs.

"You…you're a Fallen? Not any bad spirit, right?" she asked.

"My name is Kurt. You are…Kitty, yes? And, yes, I am Fallen, and no, I am not a bad spirit."

Her surprise at his knowing her name must've showed on her face, because he laughed and said, "I've seen you, looking out your window. You look over here a lot." He smiled again.

"Y-you know about that?" Kitty stammered, her nerves beginning to show.

"Don't worry, I don't mind," he grinned. "And now you have finally come here!"

"I've always wanted to, actually…" she admitted sheepishly. "I've always wanted to meet a Fallen, ever since I was a kid."

"Why?" He seemed curious.

"Well, because…you weren't normal. I don't like normal that much." She smiled hesitantly. "But I'd better go now. I was supposed to be going to the Festival of Fire. Um… I'll try to come again. Bye!" She ran back through the trees.

Kurt looked after her. "That was one meeting I won't forget…" he murmured, and with another burst of light and smoke, he was gone.

All right, first chapter done! Don't forget to review, plz! Three reviews = next chappy~ Working on 3rd right now.

~Shadey (Shadeflame Phoenix)