Angel, The Legend of Diamond
Summary: When Tala was little, he had a best friend who was a girl named Alara who died in a mysterious accident. Now, six years later, Tala has never forgotten that. But Alara is given a second chance to come back as a human-goddess, half human, half angel. The only catch is is that she must not allow her true love to see her? But can she keep this big a secret from Tala?
Disclaimer: DOn't own, you know the rest.
FD: Hey, sorry I didn't update in awhile. My comp was down. My birthday is soon, Feb 15, and if any want to wish me a Happy Birthday, just e-mail me. I'll be happy.
Prologue
"It's been a long time, hasn't it," Bryan asked Tala. He was staring out into space, deep in thought. He turned to Bryan and asked. "Since when?"
"You know, since she died. It's been six years," Bryan said.
"You mean Alara? Yeah, it has been a long time. Some times we don't even notice how long it's been," Tala said.
"Are you scared?" Ian asked.
"About what?" Tala asked.
"About the anniversary. It will be soon," Spencer spoke.
"Like I care," Tala said, emotionless, like always.
He looked up at the sky. Six years. It took him six years to have the appearance he had now. Six years since she died, and it was six lonesome, painful years that he had to suffer.
"Alara! Get up!" came a soft, gentle, yet yelling voice over Alara's head. A pillow was thrown onto her head.
"Hey!" Alara cried. She grabbed the pillow, her feathers spread in a sexy yawn. Gabriel looked at her, blushed, then looked away.
"You should really try it some time, it's relaxing," Alara said.
"What?" Gabriel asked, his back to her as she spread her wings to change.
"Sleep. It's really quite refreshing," Alara said.
"I have no time for that. I haven't slept since I took that message Mary," Gabriel said.
"That's what I mean. You're a work-a-holic," Alara said, turning to him. He turned to her and smiled. Alara was gorgeous. Long black hair that flowed elegantly over her shoulders, dark blue eyes that sparkled like stars, perfectly formed red lips that smiled elegantly. She was perfect. A goddess.
Alara then spoke something in their language, and Gabriel blushed.
"That is no talk for a goddess!" he said, waving a finger at her.
"Goddess nothing! I told him and I told you twenty-four times this week, I am no goddess!" Alara cried.
"But you are. In taking the vow of love and saintity, you allowed yourself to become a goddess," Gabriel said.
"Will you quit talking like it's 300 B.C.! It's not!" Alara cried. She stulked past him and into the garden. What if… .
Alara leaned down and touched the the soil of the garden. She closed her eyes and imagined it so beautiful, flower fields spreading for miles across the heaven. She imagined a small river running through it, watering the flowers. When she opened her eyes, she saw just what she imagined.
"Will you quit showing off?" Gabriel asked from behind.
"Will you quit following me? Why'd you come, anyways?" Alara asked.
"To deliver a message to you," Gabriel said.
"Figures. Who's it from? The Big Head himself?" Alara asked.
"Actually, yes. He's giving you a second chance," Gabriel said.
"What!" Alara asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
FD: That's it for now. Until I update.