ForgottenSecret: Right so, um, enjoy? :L I promise there'll be more POV's in the next chapters. Please review too. And critical analysis is accepted... I suppose. :L Kidding on, just don't be too harsh k? :L Questions will be answered and all that in the next chapter if I have any reviews by then so...yeah...later.

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Angels Among Us

Zeva laughed airily and swung her little sister up in the air, causing the air to ripple out in waves as she spun her around.

"Aw, my baby, your first steps! Ah! Wait till everyone hears about this when they get home sweetie!"

Just then, the little 10month old baby let one rip, causing a green tinged haze to spread slowly around the living room. Abruptly, Zeva stopped swinging her around and held her at arms length while her expressions warred between disgust and amusement.

Finally she shook her head, merriment dancing in her eyes, "You've got problems sister! How many times have I changed your nappy today? That's right, twice already. I mean, seriously Azelie. Give your sis a break!"

Azelie gurgled in response, an almost wicked look in her deep brown eyes and before Zeva could reprimand her any more, a door opened and then slammed shut and the best big brother in the world shouted, "I'm home!"

Forgetting about Azelie's poop crisis, Zeva rushed to the hall where her brother was currently hanging his jacket on the hook and spouted excitedly, "Ash! Azelie took her first steps today, just like, minutes before you came in! ... Before letting one rip. You might not want to go in the living room by the way."

Ash wrinkled his nose briefly before beaming at his little sister and patting her on the back enthusiastically, "Well done Az! You're my favourite sister, you know that right?"

Ash chuckled as Zeva smacked him on his back as he walked past her and made his way to the kitchen.

"Did you get it all on video?" he asked, while pouring himself some orange juice.

Zeva rolled her eyes, "No, I just let one of my baby sister's biggest milestone's go past unnoticed."

Ash shook his had, a smile playing on his lips, "Knew it, can't trust you with anything."

"Shut up Ash!" his sister shouted, "Anyway, why'd you get in so late? Your part time job at Starbucks finished like half an hour ago. And do you know where dad is? He should've been back at least an hour ago."

"Yeah, I had an extra shift on today, someone was off ill. And Dad phoned me and said that he'd be back really late. Lots of paperwork to fill in at the office apparently. Done your homework?"

"Ash," whined Zeva, "It's Saturday, no one does homework on a Saturday!"

"Sure, just make sure to hand it in on time 'kay?"

"Sure Ash, sure."

Ash went to the living room and immediately rushed back out, before fetching a washing peg, sticking it on his nose and speeding back in the room to open as many windows as possible.

Zeva laughed at him as she changed her sister's nappy.

Zeva, Ash, Azelie and their father had been living in the wastelands of the Nasira Plains since Ash had been born. I say wastelands but in fact, the flat, dry desert like plains had a serene beauty to them. There were few lakes out there but Zeva and her family got their electricity, water and other such essentials efficiently enough as they lived just slightly away from town. Their dad's wife, and their mother, had wanted to move there, according to their dad, for the beautiful sunrises' and sunsets'. And certainly, it was an acceptable reason to put yourself away from easy contact from the townspeople. Indeed, the magnificent sun set alight the whole horizon as it opened its vast eye and glared onto the world. The kids' mother, however, had passed away soon after Azelie was born, casting torrents of tragedy upon the small household. Nevertheless, the family stuck together and were as close and ever. Ash, being seventeen, was the oldest child of the family, followed by fifteen year old Zeva and 10month old Azelie.

Anyway, back to the present. Zeva had finished changing Azelie's nappy and had settled down to watch TV with her brother in the newly freshened living room. Flicking through channels, they found a football channel with a good game on and settled down happily to watch it, both siblings sharing a mutual love for football. Azelie played with her rattle in her play area in the corner of the room and shook it everytime her brother and sister jumped up and down for, it seemed to the little baby, no apparent reason. This continued for a while until the clock struck 11pm.

Just then a thunk and a muffled curse sounded from outside. Zeva and Ash muted the TV, hoping feverishly that the sound was just in their imagination. Azelie, sensing something was happening, didn't shake her rattle once and made no noise. Again, a small thump. This time, it sounded like someone had banged their fists against the wall. Ash, being no coward, made a quieting gesture with his hands to his sisters and ran up the sisters with ninja like quietness, returning with a baseball bat.

It was so cliché that Zeva almost snickered but, instead, followed her brother to the hall, making sure to keep her little sister within her line of sight.

Her brother hesitated slightly at the door and whispered to his sister, managing to joke though the situation was serious, "If I die, at least I die a hero."

Zeva scowled and kicked him, not liking the death talk but smiling a little at her brother anyway.

Ash whispered, 1, 2 and 3 to himself and on the number 3, burst open the door brandishing his baseball bat like he was a samurai warrior. Rushing to the door, Zeva watched as Ash stopped waving around the bat like a lunatic and prodded a figure with the end of it. The figure was slumped against the wall, seemingly weak and unable to do anything about a random person poking it. The evening wind breezed over the scene, seeming oblivious to the anomaly Zeva and Ash were about to witness.

Fumbling at the side of the door, Zeva found the porch light and flicked it on, illuminating the stranger. It was a girl and, Zeva gasped, sprouting from her back, half open, were two tan wings, speckled with dark brown spots.

Holy shizzlebugs.


I hope I'll get some reviews. I don't think I'll put up another chapter if I don't get any :P And I promise, loads more action in the following chapters, I'm excited for the end actually, its probably going to be the best part XD

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