OK folks! I really shouldn't be writing this story because I SHOULD be working on the Alternate Beginning…but! I just had this idea and couldn't let it go! So, I would like to thank Snowfire81 for turning me to the dark side of writing two stories DILIGENTLY at once. I'm actually in the middle of writing THREE!!! THREE PEOPLE!! And also, kudos goes out to twilightlova10121 for completely weakening my resolve and turning me to mush. I will write this story if it kills me…not really but, ummm…..I was only using a hyperbole to accentuate my point!
Host-a multitude or great number of persons or things; (much like a murder of crows, there are hosts of angels).
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Bella's POV: is your head in the clouds?
"Come on Bella! Fly with us! We're going to have so much fun!" Angela excitedly told me. Her large brown eyes were pleading, and hard to refuse. However, I didn't want to. I felt kind of bad because I haven't really spent much time with my host recently, even though we talked about it earlier. Individual angels always confided in their host to ensure peace between them and if there were problems we would all come together to set it right.
Angela and Rosalie were like sisters to me: which was how it was supposed to be. I even had my mother, Renee, and a father somewhere on earth. But, somehow I found myself longing for more. I should have been happy with what I did have, but I didn't feel complete within myself.
"Actually Angela," I began timidly, "I would appreciate it, very much, if you and Rose could talk to me again. I feel…I don't know." I through my head in my hands and Angela sighed.
I immediately felt horrible for ruining her previously joyful mood. "I'm so sorry Angela, it's just…"
"No! No, don't worry Bella. We are your sisters. This is what we're here for," she gave me a sad smile and flew off. As I watched her large, white wings flap away into the distance, I realized I was glad that I had my sisters with me. I was so thankful for everything I had, but I wanted more and I knew that was selfish.
Though I kept telling myself that I didn't, in fact, know what I was looking for; I did. I wanted…to go to Earth. It's been my dream for a while now. Perhaps it was the human in me that longed for it. Maybe, I could make it my new home. I wondered if that was allowed. Not many angels wanted to go to Earth, not even the ones with a human parent. Oh well, I always knew I was special.
"Bella! We're here Bella!" I heard Rosalie flap towards the cloud I was currently sulking on. I took in her rapidly approaching form with a smile. Rosalie was so stunning. She was recently named the Angel of Beauty. It was rare for an angel to be named as young as she was, but her title was well-deserved. Rose was without question the most beautiful of us all.
Rose landed next to me with a worried crease on her brow. Her long, golden hair looked as if it were spun of gold. She had lovely violet eyes that any man, mortal or otherwise, would never be able to resist. On top of all that she had glorious white wings and a perfect figure. Though she was proud of her appearance, she never once thought herself above everyone else.
Angela landed daintily beside Rose, her black hair and dark eyes laid in extreme contrast with her white wings and the white gown that all angels wore. She sat next to me and took my hand in hers.
"Talk to us, Bella," she encouraged softly. I smiled. This was my host. It was smaller than normal, but they were all I would ever need. Rose's fierce glare penetrated through my thoughts.
"Come on Bella, let's hear it," she said.
"Well," I began, "I have a confession actually."
"You wish to go to Earth, do you not sister?" Angela asked with a sad smile. I stared with my mouth agape while my sisters shared another sad smile.
"Bella," Rose stated, "we knew this was coming. You're always looking down towards the humans; always longing to help them..."
"…and we assumed you would be curious about your father, too," Angel finished. I couldn't help but tear up as they held me. Angela and Rose knew me better than I knew myself most of the time.
"Th…thank you. For understanding," I managed to blubber out. In an unspoken consent, they helped me up and together we flew towards my mother's place. Renee, though she was never part of my host, was very close to me. Rose, Angela and I almost considered her part of the host, in fact, and she enjoyed hanging out with us. Recently, she met an archangel named Phil and they formed a bond. Archangels and angels don't mix very often but when they do, more than likely at least one pair will form a bond with another.
An angel-archangel bond is very much like a wedding for humans. Except, in a bond, weddings or any other ceremonies for that matter, are unneeded. I've never experienced a bond, but angels that have told me it was the best feeling in the world. When you meet the person you're destined to bond with, you just know it and it fills your very being. Then, the two angels leave their hosts to be together.
About an hour later we found Renee in the nursery, jumping on clouds with baby angels. They were just the cutest things with their tiny wings. The funniest thing was that Renee fit right in with her flighty, bubbly personality. She wasn't named the Angel of Youth for nothing.
The sight of her surrounded with the little ones immediately raised my spirits.
"Guys, I don't know about this," I started getting nervous. If there was one thing Renee disapproved of, it was going to Earth. The first and only time she went down there, she instantly fell in love with the first human she met: my father. Throughout my childhood, she constantly reminded me of her blunder and warned me against ever going to Earth.
"Don't worry Bella, we're here," Rosalie encouraged me and with a slight push, sent be fluttering toward Renee.
"Bella!" Renee lunched herself into my arms, "I want you to meet someone!" She held up a tiny, pink bundle of ruffled wings.
"Her name is Jessica. She is so cute!" Jessica giggled in response and attempted to swat my mom's nose but missed. Her pretty face turned into a frown until a small feather landed on her nose. Jessica erupted into another burst of happy giggles.
"Yes, she's quite something," I smiled. Who wouldn't in the presence of such a wonderful baby?
"Now Bella, would you mind telling me why Ang and Rosie are staring at us so expectantly?" Renee had a glint in her eye. She loved it when I brought friend over. She raised all three of us. Rosalie's mother was human and Angela's didn't want to be a Mother Angel. I was very fortunate to have known my mother. "Ang" and "Rosie" were my friends' baby names.
"Stop stalling!" Rosalie yelled from her hiding place. I saw Angela's hand lock around Rose's mouth and pull her back. Renee let out a chuckle and set Jessica fluttering off to her baby friends.
"Renee, mom; I have something important I need to discuss with you." My head hung and I covered my face with hair.
"What is it darling?" I couldn't bear to see the look of worry marring her features.
"I….I want to….Iwannagodowntoearthtofindmyfather," I slurred the words in my hurry.
"What?" Renee's eyebrows shot right up.
"I…I want to go down to earth to find my father. And while I'm there, maybe explore a bit, and meet humans and…" I cleared my throat.
Renee sighed audibly.
"Bella, I…I can't bear to lose you," she had traces of tears in her eyes.
"No! No Mom, you're not losing me. I just want to see what it's like, and I'll be back! It's not like I'll stay there forever and…"
"Shhhhh….Bella, shhhhhh." Renee held me in her arms lovingly, "Of course you can go. I'm not one to stop you. Just…just be careful please. For me?"
"Of course Renee." Renee then spread out her wings and wrapped me in their warm embrace. I could feel tears pool up in my eyes. It was at times like these that I realized just how lucky I was to have such a great family.
It was just like Rosalie to ruin the moment.
"Aw, do I see a group hug coming on?" she squeaked excitedly, running towards us.
"Come on girls, group hug it is!" Renee laughed joyfully. Rose barreled straight into us while Angela timidly approached. Whether we stood there for an eternity or a second, I still don't know. But I did know that when I was going to leave to Earth, I would have the best looking after me from above.
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This chapter is short. That is because it is more of an intro than anything. I think I need to explain a few things.
[The following is a somewhat lengthy explanation of how things go down in this story. Those of you too lazy, may skip this though I wouldn't recommend it.]
First, angels are female archangels are male. Collectively, they are angels. (Yeah, I am totally for power to the females and wanted Hilary to win the election.) Also, the angels live in clouds. That's it. That is all there is to it: clouds. No palaces or anything. They lead an extremely simple, kind, somewhat slow and ignorant lifestyles. I was kind of going for that—no offense to anyone—"blonde" attitude for angels. They can look down to Earth from their domain, so you can imagine why going down there isn't that popular among angels…However, some do go down to perform 'miracles' and such. More will be mentioned about these miracles in later chapters.
Also, 'cause I know some of you are silently wondering this, angels CAN and DO get pregnant (with humans and angels). Whether or not an angel/ human baby has wings and angel characteristics depends on the mother. Angel mother+Human father=angelic baby! Human mother+Human father=human baby. However, both are beautiful inside and out. Most 'human' babies live their life never knowing that they are of angel descent. As usual, there are exceptions to this rule. For instance, Rosalie has wings even though her mother was not an angel.
Mother Angels are exactly that: mothers that are angels. Unfortunately, many mother angels don't want to raise their kids so those that DO want to raise their kids gather with other mother angels in a sort of nursery. (Renee is a Mother Angel if you haven't noticed). Because the baby angels all grow up together, they use that time to form their future hosts. So a case where Bella actually knew her birth mother well is very rare. Angels all treat each other as family. (Notice that Bella refers to her host members as her sisters. The same relationship is formed with 'mothers'.)
This is one of those communities where males and females are separated most of the time (unless they're bonded). As little kids, they're all together, but the 'eww, boys/girls have cooties' stage is the time they separate into hosts so…For special occasions, angels and archangels do come together. That's the time bonds are formed. There isn't any rule against an un-bonded pair being together, but that is as rare as a human mother's baby having wings.
[End of lengthy explanation.]
MWOW: The Beatles rule man…(peace).