Hi all! I feel bad since I have several on-going, unfinished stories but I am a bit lost with where I want to go with them. However I was very much inspired to start this story. I have got the idea to this story from a series I am watching – dominion, a book I am reading – Guild Hunter, and an anime I am watching – Aquarius. So with those three giving me an idea I started to write this one. Please let me know if you like it!

Prologue

Whispers. Light murmurs everywhere he went. Respect mixed with fear. Eyes shining with gratefulness and uncertainty. The taste of angst in the air and around them whenever he walked among them. Humans… they were always so naive, thinking he did not hear them, did not see them hiding in the shadows of the buildings on the streets. He… an angel… He heard everything; the lightest take of a breath, the smallest movement, the increased beat of a heart.

Humans were naïve. It was a weakness angels used against them. It made it so much easier to kill them. Their lives meaning little to nothing to his kind. Except their life force; now that was something angel kind could use for their benefits. What they used for their benefits. One of the reasons angels turned against humans so many years ago. One of the reasons, why now his kind massacred humans like they were nothing more than those cows these humans used to raised… only to be killed at the end for their meat, their coat. Humans were now killed by angels for their life force.

"Endymion!" a cheerful sound, a voice not heavy with fear. He turned his head to his left, his midnight black hair weaving in the light breeze. His deep blue eyes landed on the young man but he did not slow down his steps. "Hey, man!" The blond haired man jogged up next to him.

"I am no man." Endymion said but he did slow down now one fraction. Turning his head ahead again his eyes focused on the great tower in front of them, right in the center of the city. He could have easily flown to it instead of walking. He did not like walking; he did not like the dirt on his boots. And the earth was dirty, even here in this city. Selena, one of the last cities still safe for mankind. Still, he chose to walk up to the Tower. Why did he decide on that again? His thoughts were interrupted again.

"Sure. Hey, listen. I heard there was a group of survivors. Near to Selena. A few miles up north from here." The man next to him said. Endymion did not look at him, showed no sign he even heard him. "There is a pub. Used to be, I mean. Before, you know. I am on service today until 10 pm. I was thinking about going and checking it after that. To see if there really are survivors."

Endymion stopped suddenly right in front of the steps leading up to the incredible white tower. It looked more like a castle really. "And then what Andrew?" He asked, his voice hard, his eyes colder than ice. "Then what? You show up, save them, bring them here? That is what you were thinking?" He asked without any emotion in his voice.

"Well yeah. Save humanity. What is left of it anyway. That is what we are doing, right?" Andrew frowned.

Endymion relaxed his stand the slightest bit, dismissing Andrew's idea from his mind. "You can't bring every single human being within the walls of Selena." He said. There came an audible gasp from his left. A small child no more than 6 stared wide eyed at him. Well at his wings specifically, as he spread them out to their full extend. They were black, darker then the night itself, the edge of each feather turning to dark blue. They were magnificent, unique and beautiful even among his kind, and when stretched to their fullest, one of the biggest one an angel ever wore. For humans, well yeah, they feared but at the same time adored them.

He threw one hard glance at the small boy who dared to step closer, not close enough to touch him or his wings, none dared to do that. None, except a few, like Andrew who stood still next to him unflinching. He was a foolish man, but not fool enough to dare to touch his wings. "Run away boy." He narrowed his eyes on the kid who all but scrambled over his legs to get away.

"You could come with me you know. To check out on that pub. On the people there." Andrew said. Stubborn man. Endymion looked at him for the barest of moment, his face unreadable, before he moved those magnificent wings and within a second he was at the top balcony of the Tower.

Andrew shook his head as he watched him disappear into the building. The Tower. Their center, the building from where the five consults ruled the city. With the help of the warrior angel – Endymion. Endymion could have taken over the city, could have ruled instead of the five consults if he wished. He was an angel. Stronger, faster, smarter than any of them. But he was just that, an angel. Even though he was different than the others, even though he was here to protect them, he was in one aspect the same as any other angel. He found little interest in ruling human kind. Their affairs and politics were way beyond him. No, Endymion did not rule the city Selena, but he gave advices and he did care.

"Andrew! Man! We are going to be late!" A familiar voice called out to him in the next moment. Andrew turned and met the eyes of his fellow comrade.

Throwing one last glance at the Tower and the balcony where Endymion disappeared he let out a sight and turned around.

"You know I don't understand how you can be so… normal around him." His comrade said as they ran back toward the station.

"He is our friend Tommy." Andrew said simply. Tommy's answer was a snort. "What?" Andrew asked slightly annoyed.

"Friend would be a bit too strong of a word for that, don't you think?" The other man said as they rounded a corner and they stopped in front of the station.

"What else would you call the being, who protects the city? The one who helped building this save heaven for us? The one who goes against his own kind to save us?" Andrew hissed out between his teeth. "I don't understand you people…"

Tommy went silent for a moment or two. "It might be true what you say. But he is as cold as the coldest night at the north pool. Everyone is afraid of him and they have every reason to. He is an angel. He killed humans before, and he still kills them."

"Those, who deserved to be killed."

Andrew and Tommy looked to their right to meet grey, hard eyes. The man with long blond hair looked feminine but that was just the outside. They both knew it. His inside was anything but soft or feminine. "Captain!" They called out in perfect union and raised their hands in salute.

"Why does Endymion kill humans, soldiers?" The captain asked coming closer, walking in circle around the two, his eyes sharp and narrowed.

"To save us, captain!" Tommy answered his eyes staring straight ahead.

"That is right. He killed those who did not deserve to be saved. Those who were at the edge of going crazy due to the inflection of other angels. Those who meant harm to us, to humans." Suddenly he lashed out, clasping his hand around Tommy's throat. "Don't you forget that soldier." he hissed leaning so close to him, their breath mingled. "He deserves nothing else but our gratitude. Without him humanity would have been already lost!"

Gritting his teeth he let go of Tommy's throat, the other man gasping for air. "Never forget that." He said, rubbing his hands on his pants.

After a heavy silent, after Tommy caught his breath again, the captain turned his back to them. "You both are on guard of the Tower. Up until 10." He said and walked through the door of the station. Once he was in his office, on the third floor of a modest grey house, he sank into his chair.

"Spoiled, little rats." He murmured, throwing his head back.

"What did they do to piss you off again Zoisite?" A shadow from the corner, next to the window whispered in amusement.

"They have no clue how to be thankful. After all what Endymion did for them." The blond man murmured, not even bothering to look towards the shadow lurking at the corner of the room. "They are clueless and naive. They take everything for granted and forget so fast what someone did for them. They are blind and can't even see the real danger in front of them." Frustrated he ran a hand through his hair.

"Yet, here we are, protecting them." The shadow answered.

"Yeah." Zoisite went silent for a moment before he finally turned toward the shadow. "What are you doing here Kunzite? Someone could have seen you getting in."

"Please, you just said yourself. Humans are blind and can't see what is in front of their own eyes. Which is a good thing for you and me both." Kunzite took a step from the shadow, his wings white with a hint of gold in the middle, coming into view. His shoulder length silver hair the same shades as his eyes. "Amazing how your little trick makes them blind to see your wings, Sunshine." He teased knowing full well how Zoistie hated that nickname. He might have looked weak, his feature, his soft hair, his bright wings… but he was anything but weak.

"Why are you here Kunzite?" Zoisite asked again rolling his eyes. He was not in the mood of playing games.

"Endymion called. I didn't want to leave without checking up on you brother." Kunzite said. "How is he doing?" He asked.

Zoisite watched him for a long moment. They were brothers, not by blood, but by mission. They were Endymion's guards. All four of them, dedicated to protect him from every kind of danger. They served him, like they would an Archangel. It was unheard of. No angels, except the Archangels, had such a guard. But Endymion was special. Everyone knew that. The Archangels knew that as well. He was at the edge of becoming one of them. One of the Archangels, the greatest of their kind. Their rulers. And when that happened, the balance on Earth would change. The Archangels up until now were neutral regarding the war between angels and humans. They saw humans as lesser beings, similar to animals. They left them be but killed them without hesitation if they were in their ways. They did not punish angels who killed humans for their life force or those who kept them as pets. They just did not care. Once however, once Endymion would become one of them… the power would shift. Humans were unaware of that but the angels were not. Endymion gained more enemies than anyone could count with his move of protecting the humans. There were a lot of angels, powerful ones, who did not want to see him as one of the Archangels. Who would do anything to kill him and have a free way to do whatever they wished to do with humans.

"Fine. He is just fine." Zoisite said finally. "You should go. Before someone sees you and we have to kill an innocent human, because if there is one thing sure, then it is the fact that humans cannot keep a secret." He added.

Kunzite spread his magnificent wings with a grin. "Now that would be a shame. Endymion wouldn't be happy." He said and with one last glance he flew out of the window with such speed it was almost impossible for a human to see him.

-0-0-0-

Endymion left the meeting way before it was finished. After they discussed the new security system, which for once was promising,- an aircraft on the walls around the city - he felt no need to stay. In the past few days everything seemed to be calm. No angel's attack outside the city, no infected human found around the city. Any and every other topics the consults liked to discuss – politic games, entertainment for the citizens to keep their spirit, money – he found useless and boring. So, without a further word he left the meeting. He flew through the city once more, checked on the new soldiers on training to defend the city if needed, before he landed in front of the silver temple. The ground here was soft and calm. The grass green, the flower bushes at full bloom.

As he walked closed to the temple, he could hear children laughing and feel the excitement and wonder in the air. Stepping into the temple he leaned against the pillar next to the door, his unearthly blue eyes landing on the blonde priestess.

So, this was it for now. I hope it made some sense, but let me know if you liked it this far. I do not have too much time to write but I will try my best. With this story, and revisiting my old stories as well.