Me: Hi! I know, I wanted to try my hand at DN Angel and this plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone. It was one of those stories that pretty much wrote itself. Yea this is a Krad and OC story, NO FLAMES! Dark gets all the love so I was like:

"SCREW IT! I WANT TO BE NICE TO KRADDY-KINNS!" Hence the birth of this. Anyways, I only own Serafin and my characters, not Krad and Dark or anything in relation to DN Angel.

Happy Reading!

She was just lying on the stone ground, covered in bruises and bleeding deep crimson. From his spot in shadows, he could hear her ragged breath and the moans of her in agony. She was still alive, he knew that, but for how long? Krad slowly stepped out of the shadows and into the dim light of the room. The dim torch light made his white and gold clothing seem brighter, blinding even. His snow white wings were folded on his back as he knelt next to the girl that was lying still on the ground. He touched her shoulder and she winced.

"Don't hurt me!" She whimpered. Krad frowned. The one that did this to her would pay dearly, but he was going to worry about that later.

"Serafin, it's me." He whispered in a low voice so only she could hear him. With a groan, the girl lifted her head, revealing her face. Her skin was pale like ivory with long pale blond hair framing her soft face. Her hair was so light, it could be called white like snow. Her eyes were blood shoot from crying most likely and her hair was tangled and knotted.

"K-Krad?" She asked and he nodded. Serafin smiled and rest her head on his broad shoulder.

"You did come." She murmured into his coat. Krad hesitantly placed a gloved hand on her head.

"I keep my promises remember?" She lightly chuckled.

"I forgot, you see that promises are sacred." She pulled away and shivered. Krad frowned when he noticed her wardrobe. A very thin silver dress that covered her legs and left her arms and shoulders bare.

"Are you cold?" He teased and she nodded. One of his wings unfolded from his back and wrapped itself around her shoulders, making Serafin chuckle.

"That helps some." She rested her head on his shoulder again. Her hand started to brush against the rows of pure white feathers that made up the angel's wing.

"Your feathers are so soft." She murmured and Krad chuckled lightly.

"That is the first time someone's told me that." She gave him a smile and they sat in silence. Serafin started to cough and Krad looked at her.

"I'm fine." She said when her coughing fit ended. Krad pulled his wing back and gently lifted her up and onto the soft steel frame bed in the corner.

"How bad are the wounds he inflicted?" He asked.

"They will heal on their own in a day's time or so, but the pain is unbearable." Her eyes met his golden ones.

"He made sure that I felt it all, but couldn't do anything to stop it." She lifted her right hand. On the back of her hand was a ten pointed star with symbols encircling it.

"He said that the mark would numb the pain." Serafin looked at Krad with tears in her eyes.

"He lied." Krad gritted his teeth. Over seven months ago, the light half of the Black Wings couldn't have cared less about this girl and her pain, but Serafin was something that wasn't human, and that is why Krad was so drawn to her. She knew all about the world of magic that most humans did not see. In fact, she had a tattoo on her upper arm that Krad had a particular interest in. It was a pair of crescent moons, one a waxing crescent and the other a waning crescent with a four pointed star in the middle. Krad's eyes fell on the tattoo on Serafin's right upper arm. The angel started to rub his thumb on the image. Serafin took notice.

"Krad? What are you doing?" She asked. Krad's thumb brushed the mark again and it glowed. Faintly at first, but it gradually grew brighter.

"What did you do?" She asked panicked. Krad stood and watched with narrowed eyes. The light shimmered then died. Serafin looked at Krad with a confused look.

"What was that?" She asked and he shrugged. Serafin looked at her hand and her eyes widened.

"Krad, the mark he placed on me... It's gone."

"What?"

"It's gone." So it was. In the place of the mark on the back of her hand was soft ivory skin. Like the mark was never there.

"Healed it." Krad murmured. Serafin gasped and her head turned.

"What now?" Krad looked at the bolted door.

"Krad, he's coming. You need to leave, now!" Krad squeezed her hand.

"I'll be fine, just go!" Krad kissed her cheek and whispered one last thing to her: Tutus esse. (Translation: Be safe) Then Krad leapt out the window and disappeared into the night, leaving Serafin waiting for the man that was coming.