~ This is a fan fiction based on the idea of angel sanctuary~
Fallen
Despair filled her as she awaited death. Chills spread through her, she has never feared death but now that she is waiting for it she has no choice but to fear it. "Its not that I fear death... I fear the life I could have had, but soon it wont matter." She whispered as she heard her mothers soothing voice "Taka Tuesoma don't talk like that!" Taka opened her eyes to see her mother and boyfriend leaned over the hospital bed, tears weld up in her eyes. "Goodbye, I love you both so much" with that, her body went limp and she passed on.
Taka's life flashed before her eyes, 16 years over in a few minutes. Expecting to find herself before her so loved 'god', instead she saw she was perched on a gravestone, black wings with a gold rim, covered a good portion of her back. Taka looked down to see she was wearing her favorite outfit. A black, mini with a gold halter-top, and a silver chocker with spikes. Her hair was longer and black as the night with gold specks on the tips.
Soon cries of her mother filled the air around her "Taka no....you can not die like this." Instead of sadness she got annoyed "Heh whatever." Her wings felt right; she stretched them out and rose into the air, the wind blowing her hair across her face. The moons rays warmed her and made her feel at home "this is where I belong" she said as a grin spread onto her face.
An unfamiliar voice came from behind her "Now is not the time to be sitting around." Turning slowly so she could see who was speaking she replied "who are you and what do you want."
"I want you, I own you."
"I am not something, you can't own me. I am Taka Tuesoma I don't have masters."
"I am not your master just your owner."
"Don't you think that's dumb?"
"No, I own everyone, and everything that is fallen."
"Fallen?"
"Yes fallen? You woke up to find that this is where your pain was stored you look upon this as a gift to have wings yet this is your curse. You came to see yourself perched on a gravestone, but never bother to see what lies within it. This is the place people so long to come to, this is your hell, this is the place where pain and misery are everywhere, you are fallen. Fallen from the world you love, fallen from the place within where you felt comfort. Welcome young child this is your home."
"Hmmm........you say that this is my home don't you know that there is no such thing. 'home' is just a figment of the human mind to make them feel loved and can have somewhere that they can control."
"As you can see this world is getting to you already your mind is being worked to see the world and the unworld for what it is............I shall be seeing you soon."
Soon great wings rose and spread from his back covering the moon and making pure darkness surround her. Chills ran up her spine what once was a comfort she now feared.
Fallen
Despair filled her as she awaited death. Chills spread through her, she has never feared death but now that she is waiting for it she has no choice but to fear it. "Its not that I fear death... I fear the life I could have had, but soon it wont matter." She whispered as she heard her mothers soothing voice "Taka Tuesoma don't talk like that!" Taka opened her eyes to see her mother and boyfriend leaned over the hospital bed, tears weld up in her eyes. "Goodbye, I love you both so much" with that, her body went limp and she passed on.
Taka's life flashed before her eyes, 16 years over in a few minutes. Expecting to find herself before her so loved 'god', instead she saw she was perched on a gravestone, black wings with a gold rim, covered a good portion of her back. Taka looked down to see she was wearing her favorite outfit. A black, mini with a gold halter-top, and a silver chocker with spikes. Her hair was longer and black as the night with gold specks on the tips.
Soon cries of her mother filled the air around her "Taka no....you can not die like this." Instead of sadness she got annoyed "Heh whatever." Her wings felt right; she stretched them out and rose into the air, the wind blowing her hair across her face. The moons rays warmed her and made her feel at home "this is where I belong" she said as a grin spread onto her face.
An unfamiliar voice came from behind her "Now is not the time to be sitting around." Turning slowly so she could see who was speaking she replied "who are you and what do you want."
"I want you, I own you."
"I am not something, you can't own me. I am Taka Tuesoma I don't have masters."
"I am not your master just your owner."
"Don't you think that's dumb?"
"No, I own everyone, and everything that is fallen."
"Fallen?"
"Yes fallen? You woke up to find that this is where your pain was stored you look upon this as a gift to have wings yet this is your curse. You came to see yourself perched on a gravestone, but never bother to see what lies within it. This is the place people so long to come to, this is your hell, this is the place where pain and misery are everywhere, you are fallen. Fallen from the world you love, fallen from the place within where you felt comfort. Welcome young child this is your home."
"Hmmm........you say that this is my home don't you know that there is no such thing. 'home' is just a figment of the human mind to make them feel loved and can have somewhere that they can control."
"As you can see this world is getting to you already your mind is being worked to see the world and the unworld for what it is............I shall be seeing you soon."
Soon great wings rose and spread from his back covering the moon and making pure darkness surround her. Chills ran up her spine what once was a comfort she now feared.