/= Arthur to Alana and flashback.

In this Arthur is 12...

Angel Au with a twist~ Lots of hot, sexy bad ass Arthur next chapter... Read at your own risk- their will be lots and lots of Yaoi.

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Blood. Crimson blood covered the kitchen floor as his twin brother slowly bled to death right in front of his eyes after being stabbed by some sort of monster with a contorted face.

This cant be happening- this cant be real.

Arthur stumbled backwards, using the wall for support as the thing looked up and smiled at him.

"Arthur..." it crooned.

No. It's not real. This can't be happening. No, Dylan no!

"You're mine forever... And so is your brother... Grow up soon~"

Arthur felt his knees buckle and then all went dark.

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Arthur swallowed the lump in his throat as he watched the funeral procession, wiping away a trail of tears with his sleeve.

"Arthur" called a sweet, sweet voice.

Arthur froze, looking around confusedly for whoever had called him.

"What you saw that night was real Arthur"

No way! He didn't want to think about it-

"Don't deny the truth. That monster was real and it's still out there. It will kill again.

who are you?

"You guardian Angel of course!"

Arthur rolled his eyes.

Of course you are. Be serious.

Great, even his grief-induced hallucinations are sarcastic.

"I am serious- at least in part. My name is Alana, I am an Angel- a Seraphim to be presise. No one in heaven is above me, I am the Angel of Promises and I am here to help you. Oh and I am NOT a hallucination" replied the voice playfully.

Why me?

"You're special, Arthur. More than you could ever know and I am here to open your eyes to the world..."

Arthur let out a shuddering breath, the voice was so reassuring.. Sweet, kind and gentle...

Just like Dylan.

No. No, no, no, no...

"Arthur be calm, I am here to help you." the voice soothed.

How can you help me? Now Dylan's gone no one can help me.

Arthur took a shaky breath; just thinking about what his parents would do to him when he got home...

Now he was all alone...

"I can offer you power, a chance for revenge. I can offer you freedom from your family and from a normal, boring life." the voice was becoming clearer and clearer.

"What's the catch?" he called to the empty graveyard.

"All I ask for is that you kill them. Kill the monsters, help people..."

Why ask a human to do it?

"I'm not allowed ot do it by myself, it's against the rules." came a voice from right behind him.

Arthur turned around at stared at what he saw, not believeing his own eyes.

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A beautiful lady, long red hair and the same emerald eyes as his own- a long white dress with six white wings.

"So, do you agree? Remember your word is binding." she asked and Arthur smiled, she was just as nervous as he was.

"I accept your proposal." He replied, watching her carefully.

"Then repeat after me: Cor meum, cor tuum. Anima mea, anima vestra. Adiuro me angelus de promissis et Alana Verum dum parte mortem perage foederis." *

Arthur frowned, struggling to repeat her words and she smiled at him when he finished.

"What did I say?" he asked curiously.

"You just bound our souls, intertwined our destinies- nothing God hasn't already done."

"Now what?"

"Now, I train you." beamed the Angel, suddenly her appearance changed; Long blonde hair and modern clothing- a green tank top and a black skirt.

"Welcome to reality Arthur, I hope it doesn't give you nightmares" she said with a feral grin.

"I'm ready."

"Yes, yes you are" she replied with a smile.

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* My heart, your heart. My soul, your soul. I bind myself to the Angel Alana of Promises and Truth, as long as I fulfill my side of the Covenant