Prologue: In the Beginning
A.D. 45
All was quiet in the town of Scottsboro- a tiny town an hour or so from modern day London, England. The first snow of winter was falling, laying a pure white blanket onto the rooftops of the little houses and the naked branches of the trees in front of the houses. It was a beautiful sight, but no one was outside to enjoy it. If you were to take a stroll through the town, you believe it to be deserted for no one was in their homes. They were all at the edge of town visiting the newest edition of Scottsboro: Holly Anne Weisman. When the newborn came into the world , word came quickly to the rest of the town, causing the entire civilization to flock the Weisman house.
The house could hardly contain the entire population of Scottsboro. Through the house was quite large, a tad bit over a hundred baby lookers was constricting and claustrophobic to mother Janice Weisman, but she put on a smile. Women fawned over little Holly before turning to their husbands, begging for one too. The men would look at the child, sigh, and tell their wives, "Maybe once spring rolls around."
But what the people did not know was that underneath that wrapped blanket, smoky, dark gray wings connected themselves to Holly's back. Of course Janice knew; she had known for the past eight and a half months that her child would acquire such characteristics and many more of the sort. Why wouldn't Holly? She was only the forbidden and most wanted child in the world and others because of her half-demon-half-angel bloodline. Janice and her husband were very religious people. They had even seen the crucifixion of Jesus Christ. So when they were confronted by a demon and an angel together, they were terrified, but soon they found out that the two supernatural creatures were to find vessels to create a hybrid for one of God's plans. They quickly obliged to the thought of the brief possession. They were told to keep the meeting a complete secret, or the child would would be taken , followed by a slow, grueling death for the vessels. Again, they agreed. Now, eight-and-a-half months later, that hybrid was a breathing being of the world. She looked completely human aside the fact she had wings, but those could be easily covered with a simple wrap of a blanket. However, there were some skeptics who believed that a dark power was involved, for it was rumored that Janice was barren. Most said it was a miracle of God. One of these skeptics was an old man by the name of Jens.
"That child is a disgrace to this land! It is a demon child! Kill it! Burn it!" Jens yelled as he pushed through the crowd.
Janice and her husband, Paul, gave each other a slightly worried look. Jens made his way to the couple where he then tried to snatch Holly away. Before he could do so, a group of burly men took hold of him, dragging him away. Jens started screaming profanities and curses at the young child, causing a commotion. Some women came over to the couple and apologized greatly, even thought they had nothing to do with old man Jens. The group of men dragged Jens out of the house, and slowly the rest of the guests left, leaving an oddly quiet surrounding. The two Weisman adults seemed to hold their breath until the last guest had left.
"You don't think he knows, do you?" Janice asked Paul.
"Neither of us have spoken a word about it to a single soul, so how could he?"
"I'm not sure. Let's just hope the two of them don't find out. Who knows what they would think."
"Let's hope," Paul said, glancing down at his daughter who was now fast asleep.
Later that night, after the Weisman household was asleep, two beings in their pure form crept through an opening in the wall. The glow of the fire from the fireplace casted the creatures' shadows on the wall. They loomed over the baby and spoke in hushed tones.
"I feel as if the child would be safer here for a couple of years. When she turns a certain age, we could just come back and get her," the demon said.
"No," the angel interjected quickly. "We must take her now. She is the most wanted being in heaven, hell, and earth. If we were to leave her here, she could be easily found and taken, especially with no protection."
"But must we kill them? They did have our child for us."
"Sometimes I wonder how you are a demon. You're too kind to be one."
"But do we?"
"I'm sorry, but yes. If we don't kill them ourselves, who knows how they would die."
"But we promised them!"
"Well, what do you think would happen? They would live forever with our child? You're the one who came up with the idea to tell them all of those lies! So don't point this o-"
"What are you doing here?"
The demon and the angel stopped bickering to see Paul. The eyes in Paul's head then began to spring light. A moment later, he laid on the floor with his eyes burned out of his head. Janice screamed before her eyes were burned out as well. The angel turned around to see the demon grabbing the hybrid daughter to escape. The angel could tell the demon was deceptive by looking it.
"I trusted you!" the angel yelled as it rushed over to the demon and killed it as well.
The demon dissipated and the angel quickly caught the child. Holly began to wail. All of the sudden, the room was dead silent, for the angel had disappeared with the child.