Fallen Angel
There was a couple in the small temple. They wish for another child, a holy child of gods.
The highest archangel told them:
"I give you my dearest child, but you must promise to take good care of him".
Beside the archangel was a young, gorgeous raven-haired angel, surrounded with a purest and brightest aura. His beautiful onyx eyes shone with innocence and kindness. Of course, the couple agreed immediately.
The archangel sent his only son to earth, reborn and forgot all his memories as an angel.
On the twenty-third day of July, the little angel was born, beautiful as ever. The couple, who belonged to a infamous and powerful clan, named him after a famous ninja.
Sadly, they didn't keep their promise.
The angel was forgotten for the sake of their older son. They didn't notice the obvious fact that the little angel was a gifted prodigy, and his skills, if trained properly would be far more advanced than any other elite ninja. Most of the time he was alone, being treated badly by his clan just because they thought he was worthless, yet somehow he still could bring himself to love them and smile at them.
But the clan's attention wasn't enough for the older son.
In one fateful night, he mercilessly slaughtered the whole clan just to test his strength, except for the little angel who he laughed and said to be 'too weak to kill', then left the angel in pain and agony.
The purest soul had been tainted by human beings.
White wings were replaced by black ones.
The light angel became a fallen angel, craving for darkness.
No one truly understood him, even his friends. No one really understand a celestial being. At one point, the angel thought that he had friends, a blonde fox with a sunny smile, and a beautiful pink cherry blossom. He pushed them away in fear that he would just hurt them more. But as he fell into the deeper darkness, he couldn't help but feel happy every time he saw how hard they try to bring him back. The tainted wings had slowly returned to their original pureness.
Only to become tainted again as the angel's hope was shattered, as the darkness was too strong and kept pulling him back down.
Now he was controlled by that very same force of darkness, striking and attacking without being fully aware what he was doing.
Who would save him ?
The archangel could only watch from the heaven above as his beloved child was controlled and tortured and hurt. For angels cannot interfere with the life of a mortal.
The angels were all enraged as they screamed out, unable to do anything. Like their archangel, they could only watch and wait...
...Until the little angel's mortal life was over, to once again welcome him back to heaven, where he belonged.
And then, the human race would have to face the wrath of heaven.