A/N: Hey guys! So me and my best friend have decided that we would love to write a novel together and hopefully get it published one day and we wanted to put it up as a Twilight fan fiction so we can get reviews on how to make it better and to see if you enjoy it! We hope you do! Enjoy.

"Black, white and colour,

Always have shades in between,

Just as lines are blurred."

Prologue

It was after the time of the Battle of the Fallen, the calm before a storm that could be far worse than the one that had only just ended.

The Council of Angels were restoring balance, regaining their pride and power. Unexpected was the next betrayal, the breaking of a rule that had unknown consequences, even to those who had made it.

Curiosity killed the cat. It was a phrase both Angels and Demons had heard from the humans before.

After the First War long ago, the Angels and Demons were separated in hopes of avoiding another war.

Between their worlds were the wastelands, the cold ruins of the great battle. It was a place that was absolutely forbidden. They called it 'The Collision'.

It was lifeless; the ground was littered with the spoils of war. The very air itself seemed poisoned and the battlefield was still stained with golden blood that should have already long faded.

In the shadows of The Collision lived the Fallen Angels. These are the Angels who were once so authentic and bright. These were the Angels that suddenly had a change of mind, as if, for the first time, noticing the nearly invisible cracks in their world. Some would call it greed and some would say it wasn't a crime to ask for more.

They didn't want to be ruled by the Angel Council. They didn't want to be controlled. They rebelled against the Angel Council and so their punishment came. They were sent to The Collision.

The darkness consumed the Angels. They began to change, becoming creatures hiding in the shadows of the light they had once been a part of.

For years, no one dared to break the rule. And only eighteen years ago, did that change.

An Angel, so pure and untainted, wandering around the Collision, and a Demon, a being of darkness, pulled in by the mysterious stories about the battlefield that had once been a painting of kings and blood. Both undeniably beautiful despite their differences.

Humans called it love at first sight. Angels called it... A mistake. Mistakes were unforgivable. They only promised death.

The Angels and Demons love was truly powerful – and great power comes with an equally great price when it draws the eyes of others. It was bound to happen sometime. The birth of their child.

Such a shame. An angel of high ranking, so powerful she could almost compare to her own ancestors... Wasted on a human flaw. Love.

A foolish and blind emotion.

The love they had was soon dead. The angel council was enraged. Everyone was. No angel so pure and no demon so wicked should ever find love in each other. It's wrong... It's forbidden – it goes against all the broken things that both worlds had started to mend.

Not only had they crossed blurred lines and defied the rules, they had acted like… humans. The flawed and foolish race, their lives like weak candles burning with a small flame so easily blown away. The Imperfect.

Their punishment was a reminder to all that breaking the rules has it's consequences. And that consequence is death.