DISCLAIMER:
Some ideas and characters from this story come from Angel Beats! It's very obvious that I don't own it, Angel Beats! belongs to the genius called Jun Maeda. *bows down
Author's Note:
Here's my 1st story! Most of it is just my own work, except for a few themes and characters which will appear in the later chapters. This was written for me and my friends' FB page, T.N.M.A.L., and this is the story of my admin, Tenshi Kanade. Anyways, enjoy! ^-^
The clock struck 12 at midnight, and all the angels sang in joy. It was Christmas on a Sunday, a very special day, and they had decided to celebrate the Lord's birthday and the Holy Day. They gathered together as stars above a secluded meadow and sang praises in joy and merriment. Their melodious voices harmonized beautifully, and violins, pianos, flutes, and every other instrument you could think of accompanied the heavenly notes on their descent from Heaven towards the earth. The demons, on the other hand, wailed and screeched, for that day was the day that they dreaded the most. Dark, depressing sounds came out of their flame-burned lips, and traveled up above Hell. Meanwhile, on that meadow which lay between Heaven and Hell, was a seed. It was a Stargazer seed, and was a very large one. The songs of the angels traveled downwards, while the demons' wails traveled up. The two sounds met at the seed, and a horrible clash between Heaven's music and Hell's wails ensued. The seed became colored half-black, and half-white. Moonbeams kissed the seed's sheath, and light rain wet it.
Suddenly, its shell broke open, and out came a beautiful stargazer. It was quite an interesting sight, for half of its petals were black, and the other half, white. A strong breeze blew by, and the petals flew off. The black petals clumped together, and a baby boy wearing a treble clef necklace was formed. The white petals also clumped together, and a baby girl wearing a G-clef necklace appeared.
A beautiful woman, with long, flowing, white hair, mesmerizing blue eyes, and a loose white gown, in the midst of gathering white lilies in the meadow, turned up her head just in time to witness the event. The moon priestess, having seen the event and having a piteous soul, picked up the two infants. The priestess gazed gently at them and whispered,"This girl, born from the songs of angels, shall be called Kanade Tenshi- "playing music" and "angel"...This boy, born of demons' wails and sorrows, shall be called Akuma Hitan- "demon" and "grief". These two forbidden siblings shall grow under my care, and none shall hurt them as long as I am breathing." And with that, she disappeared into the night.
Time passed, and soon, the two siblings turned 6. "Hitan-kun! Tan-kuuun! Wake up! Happy Birthday! And Merry Christmas!", said Tenshi while shaking her brother. "Mou, mou, I'm up, I'm up...", said a sleepy Hitan while rubbing a blue eye. A huge grin broke out on his face when he realized what day it was. "Hey, it's our birthday! Oh, Merry Christmas, Ten-chan!", said Hitan while hugging his sister. "I'm so excited! I wonder what surprise okaasan will give us today!", said Tenshi giddily. Suddenly, they heard a loud thud coming from the adjoining room. Their eyes turned wide. Flexing their baby wings, they flew to the room as fast as they can.
"Okaasan!", they both screamed in unison. The scene that lay before them was horrifyingly gruesome for two pairs of young, innocent eyes. The moon priestess lay on the floor with blood – scarlet blood which stained the flawless white gown she wore. A huge mark was scratched on her face – an oddly-shaped pentacle which glowed a bright purplish hue, with blood splashed around it. Silver tears started to form in Tenshi's eyes, but something else bubbled up in Hitan.
His cerulean blue eyes suddenly turned a deep shade of red, and a flurry of black feathers enveloped his small frame. When the feathers disappeared, the two small bumps on his head grew until they spiraled downwards into horns. His tiny black wings grew until they were bigger than his body, and had pianos and horrible notes on it. His outfit also changed – he now wore a long, black cape that fluttered behind him, and the treble necklace he always wore had a huge thorn slashed across it. He also held a staff with a pentacle and a treble clef. Lastly, a single tear of blood flowed from his eye and formed a glowing, red G-clef under his right eye.
"Tan-kun? What's h-happening?!", choked out Tenshi in-between sobs. He said nothing, and merely stared at her like she was air. He then walked up to the priestess and touched the pentacle on her face. "H-Hitan... D-don't listen t-to t-them... P-please...", struggled the moon priestess while choking out more blood. "Okaasan! Hitan!", screamed Tenshi. Suddenly, his hand glowed a bright red, and he opened his mouth. He sang a song directed at the priestess, such a sad, depressing song, that the life drained out from their foster mother's body. Hitan took the soul and his necklace absorbed it.
"Hitan?! What d-did you do?!", cried Tenshi while running to their mother's lifeless corpse. He did nothing but stare with those red voids of his. Suddenly, his scarlet red eyes once more turned into blue, and his wings disappeared in a flurry of black feathers. He appeared out of it, for when he looked around, he tensed and clenched his fists when he saw his foster mother in Tenshi's arms, cold and lifeless. "D-did I do this, T-Ten-chan? ", he silently inquired. Tenshi didn't answer;she was too overwhelmed with surprise, amazement, grief, and a barrage of other emotions to be able to process words.
Just then, a black-clad figure approached the three, and declared in a deep voice, "Hitan... you have done well. I can see that by seeing your mother figure you have awakened the demon within... Your true form!", he ended with a monstrous cackle. "I-I did this? B-but I couldn't have!", stuttered Hitan, confusion and remorse in his eyes. The figure moved closer, and pointed his index finger at the boy's forehead.
"You, Akuma Hitan, born of demons' wails and sorrows, shall be a powerful weapon of Hell. I shall train you to be a vessel – a vessel of evil. Come with me, and I will mold you into the most powerful warrior in this universe." Hitan's eyes widened with each word he said. "B-but what about T-Ten-chan? "Oh? The girl made of songs? We have no use for someone as weak as her.". As he said that, the figure lifted his other hand and pointed it at Tenshi, who stood there frozen and stiff of fright. Black fire shot out from his cold hand, aimed straight for her. "TENSHIII!", screamed Hitan.
Just as the flame almost burned the tip of her dainty nose, it stopped. "I-if I go with you, will you promise not to hurt my sister?", whispered the small boy. "If she doesn't interfere with my plans, I will not touch a hair on her head.", said the figure. Hitan nodded, and walked toward his sister and hugged her tight. "Ten-chan, I'm very sorry... I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me... Don't worry, you'll get your chance to scold and spank me as many times as you want, as long as you forgive me... Be careful, okay? I don't want you to get hurt... I promise that I'll return soon, and when I do, I'll bring back the biggest bowl of vanilla ice cream, okay?", said Hitan tearfully. "We must go.", urged the figure. A void of darkness opened up on the floor, and two long, black arms dragged Hitan to the void.
"Goodbye, sister...", whispered Hitan before completely being consumed by the darkness.
"Alone."
"Weak."
Those were the only words that registered in Tenshi's mind at the moment. Her silvery-blue eyes were unblinking, though tears spilled down her porcelain cheeks. "I'm so weak, I couldn't even help okaasan or save Tan-kun, and now... I'm all alone..." She fell to her knees, still unblinking, tears still gushing, and still not moving. After what seemed like hours, a bright light shone from behind her. A petite hand touched her shoulder, and Tenshi turned around to see who it was.
"Kanade Tenshi... I can help you...", said the woman who stood before her with a heavenly voice. She had platinum blonde hair flowing loosely up to her feet, ivory white eyes, a silver robe, and a pair of beautiful, glistening wings. As she was being led away by the woman, she only thought of one thing.
"I'm going to save you, brother."
And so starts the ballad of Tenshi Kanade.
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