This is a little side story I did in my free time (Aka math class). This is part one, there are two more parts after this. It starts out sad, but in the end, it turns fluffy. So this has hinted fax.
Disclaimer: If I owned, I wouldn't be writing for fanfiction, and I wouldn't be sending all my books to random publishers, praying to be discovered, because I would already like four going on five books out. And a steady publisher.....
Apollo: Oh poor mijah. Stuff a sock in it, no one cares.
-sticks out tongue at mean twin brother-
Everyone in the crowd stared transfixedly at the angel. She had golden hair and beautiful, wide white wings. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled with wisdom as the wind blew around her, and petal soft lips stretched into a cherubic smile. She took a step down from the edge of the fountain she had landed on on.
"I am a messenger from above that has fallen. Please let just let me through, I need to that forest so I can rejoin my friends and family." She made a sweeping motion with her arm. Slowly, hesitantly, the crowd parted to let the celestial being through. The entire town watched as she glided into the woods. She was leaving already?
In the forest, Angel continued , and eventually found what, or more who, she was looking for.
Fang was sitting by a fire, staring absently into it's flames when Angel found him.
"Fang! It's so good to see you!" she gushed, sitting down beside him.
"Hey Angel, hows life bee?" he questioned in an eerily empty voice. Angel shuddered lightly at the haunting tone.
"Good. We miss you, Fang. Why won't you come back?" her cerulean blue eyes help sadness as she thought of Max, doing nothing all day but sleeping and whispering Fang's name in her dead-to-the-world slumber.
"I just... can't, 'kay kiddo? his chocolate brown orbs were blank and emotionless. Dead was the only word to describe them.
Angel looked around the dense forest, it was anything but homey. She couldn't see how Fang lived there. And of his own accord! Angel was the only one who knew where he was, and he made her promise not to tell anyone. Especially not Max.
"She's broken, y'know," Angel sighed.
"So am I."
And like the wind he was gone.
How sad! It's okay, it get's happy, I promise! Or so help my name isn't Artemis Rosaline Winchester!