This is actually just a prologue. I just thought I'd let you know beforehand. :)

Arthur sat on his sofa, the remote control in his hand as he flicked through the channels. One of them showed a couple finding out that the woman was pregnant. The next showed a couple of children sweetly sharing their sweets with each other. Another showed a war, people shooting at each other with machine guns. Arthur frowned and flicked to the next channel. The next one showed a woman cheating on her husband. Sighing, Arthur again changed the channel, smiling at what he found there.

Two women, who each had a boyfriend, were in love with each other, although they didn't know it. Arthur thought this was a sweet story and he hoped they would realise it soon. He also hoped the women would be gentle with their break-ups beforehand, as he pitied them – they were deeply in love with the women…

However, Arthur was unable to watch any more as a knock sounded at his door. He glanced at it before rising, pulling down his toga to make sure it covered him in a decent enough manner. Then he crossed his cloud-carpeted floor, his sandaled feet sinking into the softness. At the white door, he opened it.

"Hello-?" he began before noticing the golden toga. An archangel. He glanced at his face and realised it was Gabriel. "G-Gabriel? D-Did I do something wrong in my last mission?" Arthur asked, fretting.

"There is no need to worry, Arthur," Gabriel replied, calmly. "May I come in?"

"Oh! Of course!" exclaimed Arthur, moving aside and bowing. He did so hastily and would have toppled over if it hadn't been for his wings which flapped behind him, keeping him upright.

Gabriel moved into Arthur's tidy white living space. There was a white bed in the corner. White kitchen units and cupboards adorned a wall. The white sofa faced the white box which Arthur used as a television. A white coffee table sat in front of the sofa, a vase of red roses bringing the only colour to the room, notwithstanding Arthur's bright emerald eyes and Gabriel's golden glow.

The archangel made his way to the sofa and sat down, glancing at the television. "Ah, you are watching the humans again, Arthur. This time, the Robertson sisters."

Arthur walked round so that he was standing beside him, making sure to be ready to do anything he asked of the younger angel. "I'm sorry?"

"Those two girls are the Robertson sisters. Separated at birth. They will get together one night under the influence of alcohol before finding out about their true relationship. But by then it will be too late. After being together for months, one of them will find the solace of God after her guilt-ridden conscience takes her to a church. Once rejected, the other will be angry and, after a fight results in the death of the renewed Christian, she will take her own life."

Arthur stared at Gabriel. "Thank you for spoiling it for me, sir," he said, bitterly.

"You would not be able to watch them, Arthur – you have a new mission."

"Really?" said Arthur, wondering what it could be now. "Is this a mission in Hell, Purgatory or Earth?"

"Earth," Gabriel replied. "It is a guardian angel job."

"Guardian angel?!" exclaimed Arthur, astonished. "But that is for angels younger and less experienced than I!"

"I am afraid that all the angels younger and less experienced than you are preoccupied with other jobs," said Gabriel, standing. "You are the next in line."

Arthur grimaced. "Very well. What are my orders?"

"There is a certain young man who has never been loved and now cannot love," explained Gabriel. "You must help him to love."

Arthur blushed. "W-Wouldn't it be better to send another angel? I am not good with these sorts of missions."

Gabriel looked at him apologetically. "I am sorry," he said. "These orders come from Father."

Arthur gulped. This meant that this man was important. "Well… I suppose I am ready."

"Well, then," said Gabriel, placing a hand on Arthur's head. "I am very sorry for inconveniencing you." A golden glow spread from Michael's hand and enveloped Arthur as he passed through the floor, rushing towards Earth.

As he travelled to his destination, Arthur had a thought. The way Michael had apologised at the end had sounded so sad, as if it would be the last time he saw Arthur…

So, I hope you liked this. For this story, I only have the first part of the first chapter (or the whole of it) and the ending in mind so I wonder what'll happen in between...