AN please tell me I'm not the first person to think of this! I don't own Maximum Ride
Angel POV
She was 16. He was 17. They seem to recall the day. Now, many years later, they have a family. The unlikely romance that happened. The older ones did not approve. She would sit and tell him of how they still looked at her as if she was a child. She would cry. His shoulder always seemed to be there.
Her feathery white wings stained and broken from battle, his own leathery black wings, the horns on his head. The ones who disapproved looked at him as though he was a sign of death. But in all reality he was. But she loved-loves him. She was a angel, he was a demon. The truth in that was unrealistic.
The soft word spoken over the phone past midnight. The feelings grew as they kept in touch. Saving him from that Hell was first. Next a few meetings, not letting the leader know. The duo knew she wouldn't approve. Yet the meetings continued. The hiding had to end some time, and when the older ones found out all Hell froze over. The story of forbidden love: interesting to their children. Looking back the older ones regret the actions that were taken. But the angel and demon didn't mind. It was love-It is love.