XxAngel Of DeathxX Part One
Written by: Night Angel Aluna
Disclaimer:Unfortunately this one does not own Inuyasha…but one day…yes…one day…ahem anyway yeah so I don't own it OKAY? You get the point?
Your Description:...Alright your about 1008 years old. Your the Angel Of Death, You have Snow white hair with one black strick on the front left, your hair goes down to the back of your knees, your the most beautiful creature to walk the planet, Your have jet black angel wings with random blood red feathers located throughout them, Oh yeh your eye's, your eye's are a clear crystal blue (Think, the waters in Florida or Hawaii) …you don't know or have emotions…
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Text from an ancient scroll
Have you ever looked into the eyes of a dying man? I mean really looked? Looked so deep that you could see inside their soul?...Have you ever watched the movie of their life up until that last moment through looking in their eyes?... Have you ever been touched by another being, and not been able to feel it?...Do you know what its like to not know emotion or even have emotion? Do you know what its like to be invisible, a shadow, a mere ghost like being hovering around thedieing, like death itself? Do you know, no how could you? this is my curse and mine alone to bare until the end of time...
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Your sitting on the edge of someone's roof, you don't know who's, at lest not yet anyways, but you'd know soon enough. The moonlight dances across your black wings enhancing the beauty of the rare blood red feather. Your eyes are closed as you think back on that scroll you wrote...oh...what? five hundred years ago?...As you think back a small sigh escapes your lips,
'And it was all completely true...' you think as you slowly open your eyes and look out over the small crystal lake as a swan floats across it like a ghost. You would smile but you don't know how, sure you've seen humans and demons, even hanyous do it all the time, but...you shifted your gaze as you thought back to that first and probably only time you would ask him anything...
Flashback...
"Soraphina (pronounced SO,RA,FI,NA) ah, my child" he smiled as he walked up to you and putting his arm around your waist led you to the garden, you could remember it clearly as you closed your eyes. Flowers hung in the air, inall the colors of pastel and the smell was like nothing you had ever smelled before. To this day when you really focused you could relive that scene the way it looked, the smells...You let him lead you to a large swing in the middle of the garden, it hung from a an old ancient tree, along the ropes that held it where entwined wives and roses...He gestured for you to sit on the swing which you of course did.
"Now my child, I am sensing many questions that have waited to long to be answered" he said, no, said isn't the word for that voice, in fact you didn't think their was a word that could describe it...You bowed your head only to have it lifted back up by his strong fingers, "no my child, Soraphina since the night you came to me, I have always felt something different about you...and I talk not just about the fact that I have grown to love you as if you where my own daughter... no I talk about something deep inside you something you need to find on your own" His voice trailed off and you knew from the look in his eyes that he was now deep in thought.
"My lord" you whispered waking him from his dream like state, he looked up at you and gave his famous heart melting smile, or for those who could feel the effect a smile had on some one. 'I doubt I have a heart to melt anyway...' you looked up at him again as the swing began to sway, he pushed it gently treating you as if you where a delicate flower, the smile still touching his lips...
'...a smile...'
your thought brought you back to the point of your visit, "my lord, you where correct in your evaluating of mine being here earlier, I have come bearing many questions perhaps to many..." you stopped what where you thinking?How could you ask these answers of him!... "Then ask and you shall know my child"... after some hesitation you began, "Why...why can I feel no emotion like you or the rest of my kin up here? and why, do I not look like the rest? Why are my wings black with red, whilst all the rest of you bare wings the color of pure snow?...why...why do I feel nothing, no emotion nor the feel of another's touch on my skin?...why?..."
you had drifted off into deep thought as he had when it was suddenly broken by the feel of his hand as it caressed the snow white skin of your cheek, you looked up at him as he removed his hand, slowly you brought your hand up to the very same spot, then looking at him you ask "how?..." "Ah, so you felt it?" he smiled softly "My dear Sora (that's your nickname) do you love me? I mean like a daughter loves her father?" you stared at him blackly as always, what did he mean? How where you supposed to now what love felt like, you didn't but something from deep inside you said, "...yes..." he smiled and with one finale nod and a strange look in his eyes like he was hiding a secret. He left you to sit their with your thoughts, you where always alone with your thoughts...
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