It was a cloudy and dark night. No matter how fast I ran, I could still hear the screams of my parents. I was adopted a few days ago, and I hated it there. One night I was trying to sleep, when a fire started in my room. My parents were fighting again, and I just wished it would all stop. Then, all I could see was smoke, and a man. He picked me up out of my bed, and then we were outside. There was smoke pouring from my room, and flames busted out the windows, and my parents were trapped.
"Run! Run Melody!" I heard my father yell. I looked up at the man, and he looked me in the eyes. He then took me somewhere that looked like a motel room.
"Who are you?" I asked, still terrified of the thought that I was being kidnapped.
"My name is Gabriel. And no. You are not being kidnapped." He said.
"Then why did you take me away?"
"Because. I couldn't watch an innocent child die." He said.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because. I just couldn't." There was a slight glow over Gabriel's head. I looked at it. He noticed, and asked me, "Do you see this?" He pointed at the glow.
"Yeah. What is it?" I asked.
"I'll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone." I nodded. "It's a halo."
"So you're an angel?" I asked.
"Archangel." Then I realized what he was talking about.
"Oh. Ok. That's cool." I said. Then the thought of my parents dead in the burning house crossed my mind. "What about my parents?" I asked.
"It's complicated. They aren't your real parents." He said.
"I know. But they still took care of me." I said.
"Well. They were only taking care of you until they found out what you really are. That was the plan at least." He said.
"So they were gonna take care of me until they found out I'm what?" I asked. The thought of my parents abandoning me was scary for a six year old.
"Uhh, that is also very complicated." Gabriel said. I wanted to know what I was if I wasn't human.
"I bet it's not." I said.
"You are just like your dad." He muttered.
"You know my dad? My real one?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah. I did." I turned my head in confusion.
"Then who is he?" I asked, head still tilted to the side.
"I'm not allowed to tell you yet. Come with me. And stay quiet." That was all he said, before he took my hand, and we were gone.