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The little angel was born into a world of peace. She was first placed in her brother Gabriel's arms and he smiled and lit up the night sky in celebration of her arrival. From then on she was Aurora, or to her brother and sisters, the little one, for she never seemed to grow to the same size of her siblings. What she lacked in size she made up for in spirit, always eager to learn and ever curious about the strange little rock in the universe that her father called "earth." Every time one of the archangels made a trip to the planet, she would anxiously await their return, always brimming with excitement about the stories they would tell her, the adventures they had gone on. Everyday new developments were made and it wasn't long before the humans came along. The idea of them fascinated her and she wanted nothing more than to go and see them. Not everyone shared her enthusiasm. Many a night after Gabriel had finished telling her about some new animal or plant, Lucifer would take her in his arms and wrap his wings around them both.
"Don't be fooled, little one. The humans are not what they seem. They are broken, flawed, they start wars and create disease. They have nothing to offer us." He would whisper to her softly, his breath tickling her ear.
"But I want to go to earth! It sounds so wonderful!" Aurora would cry, unable to understand why anyone would scorn what father had so lovingly made,
"Earth is not safe, my little Aurora. You are not meant to be there and it will only hurt you. Promise me you will never set foot on it!" Lucifer spoke with an intensity that scared her. In the end, she would just hang her head and nod. Lucifer would smile triumphantly and fill her head with stories of their home, their father, but the dreams of earth were never far away. As the days past, turmoil poisoned the previously untouched lands. Lucifer grew more and more bold with his opinions on humans and for his trouble he was cast out. Aurora was devastated.
"Why can't he come back? What did he do wrong?" She sobbed into Michael's wings, her tiny hands gripping tight onto the feathers.
"He defied father, he couldn't love like we can." Michael said fiercely, although when Aurora glanced at his face she could see that his eyes too, were shining with tears. From then onwards, there was supposed to be peace once more but not too long after, a revolution began. It was lead by Castiel, he was younger than her yet possessed more courage hidden within himself than she could ever imagine. He set out to help change the destiny of two men, the Winchester brothers. Everyone knew who they were, what was to become of them, and yet Castiel didn't agree with it. Something about them made him change his mind. From there on out there was no harmony left in heaven, angels fought angels, father left, and the little angel hid herself away from all the hate. On a particularly bad day, Gabriel found her little hollow in the old sycamore tree. He never spent time in heaven anymore, for many years he had been on earth, away from the fighting. This was a rare visit back.
"Join me, Aurora. I will keep you safe. Come to earth and everything will be okay again." He pleaded with her gently but she shied away from him. Earth scared her now, she wanted nothing more to do with it. Shortly afterwards came the news that Gabriel had been killed at the hands of Lucifer. The little angel's world came crashing down upon her. With quick succession, the bad began to outweigh the good. Gabriel was dead, Father was missing, Michael and Lucifer were both trapped within the cage, and the fighting never ceased. Aurora grew hysterical, pulling the feathers out of her wings until all that was left were bloody stumps, quivering slightly with her endless sobs. Through her grief she consoled herself with the hope that the bad was nearly over, it wasn't going to get any worse.
Until Castiel showed up one day, with a new sense of purpose. He was the new God, he claimed, they were to listen to him now. Naturally there was outrage, but he faced it all calmly. Those who opposed, were killed. As the body count rose, so did the fear. Thankfully, the reign ended relatively quickly and new authority stepped in. It was lead by a righteous angel by the name of Naomi and Aurora found herself glad that heaven was back in capable hands again. All was not well however, as a close brother of hers, Samandriel, was kidnapped by the demon, Crowley. For many a day and night she fretted over his capture, surely they should have found him by now? Time was running out. Eventually, the news of his rescue came through to her. It was followed directly by the news of his demise.
"SAMANDRIEL WAS GOOD!" Aurora cried to those who would listen, unintentionally mirroring the words of Castiel himself. It was a sentence she would say many times, and eventually those who had listened turned away from her , embarrassed by her descent into madness.
"It's for the best. He was compromised, we are not at peace." The few who still cared would tell her. They believed the worst was behind them, they could move on now. The word 'peace' tormented Aurora to no end. She could not rest as long as it was passed from angel to angel as though it were an actual possibility.
"There is no peace left. There is no hope. We are no better than the demons we destroy." She would whisper to herself night after night, growing more and more disillusioned with her home. As Aurora withdrew from heaven, she focused her energy on earth. How could she have spent so much time trying to avoid such a fascinating place? Her new favourite thing became people watching; watching the humans scurry to work, or interact with each other, fall in love. They were such complex little creatures. Aurora wanted to gather them all up and carry them off to some far corner of the universe where she could protect them from the horrors heaven was sure to bestow upon them. She knew it was an impossible dream, but she the thought warmed her nonetheless. They could be safe because of her, she would make sure of it.
It was during one of her people watching days that the unthinkable happened. It had started out as a strange tingling in her wings. Nothing that alarmed her as her wings were staring to heal and even though she guessed that it would take many years for them to reach their former glory, they hadn't look as bad as before and they tended to twinge now and again. The tingling persisted for quite awhile and she had only just started to get concerned when the tingling was rapidly replaced by a strong burning sensation. Alarmed now, Aurora quickly got up to find some other angels for help but before she had made it even three feet, the ground beneath her opened up and she fell into the abyss. Down and down she plunged, lost in flurry of pain and fear, her only thoughts were mixed flashes of confusion and concern.
I'm falling. She thought to herself as a moment's clarity took hold right before she plunged into a large body of water. As she sunk further beneath the surface, she became aware of a strange sensation, one she was not used to feeling. It was the need to breathe. Without thinking, she involuntarily drew in a breath and her lungs immediately flooded with water. The survival instinct kicked in and she struggled to push herself towards the surface that seemed miles away. Her strength was rapidly fading however, and clouds became to form in the corners of her mind, slowly spreading until her arms no longer responded to her commands and she began to slip down into the deep once again. Something took hold of her arm and pulled her to the surface and it was only when she broke through, gasping in the cold night air, that she realized someone had saved her. She let herself be dragged out of the water and onto dry land, there was nothing left in her to resist. Through half closed eyes she noticed an odd twinkling above her. She forced her eyes open all the way and took in the thousands of fireballs that descended down from all points of the sky. Those nearest to her took on a humanoid shape as they closed in on the earth and she could hear distant bangs, almost like thunder.
"The angels are falling." Aurora said aloud and almost immediately panic seized her. The voices in her head that she had grown so accustomed to were now silent. She was alone. Worse, she was human. That last thought echoed in her mind, growing louder and louder, filling the silence and chasing her into darkness.