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Lauren woke up to the sound of her stomach begging for food. Still exhausted after yesterday's events she got out of the worn out motel bed slowly, the springs of the cheap mattress creaking with her every movement. She looked at the bed beside her, the sheets were neat and tidy, I guess angels don't sleep she thought. That or they're really good at making up beds.
She opened the refrigerator door hoping there would be food, but the damn thing was empty. She felt a quick breeze and turned around to see Aiden behind her with a bag of various snack foods. She eyed the bag hungrily as Aiden set it down on the table.
"I know humans require nourishment. Forgive me, I should have brought you some sooner."
Lauren rummaged through the bag, she paused briefly to look at her finger that Aiden had healed, and then continued to sort through the food until she found something she wanted.
"What now?" Lauren said as she sat on the lumpy motel sofa while eating some yogurt and cereal.
"Now I train you. You will be an amazing warrior, you have the ability to become great" Lauren laughed. She did not view herself as anything special. In fact there were only few things that set her apart from your average girl. She was smart, education came naturally to her, with minimal effort she was always one of the top kids in her classes. She had a knack for shooting. Her aim was amazing, but that was hardly considered special.
"You have great power within you Lauren. You have just never had the opportunity to use it."
"Okay then my winged friend, what powers? Do I read minds.. walk through walls.. fly?"
"Lauren, what do you remember of your parents?"
"What has that got to do with anything?"
"Your mother, she never told you about your father did she?" Lauren looked at Aiden, she put down her breakfast and stood up facing him, and though there was a vast height difference she wouldn't let that intimidate her.
"You will not speak about my parents. I don't care what you are you have no right to talk about them" Lauren began to feel her chest getting heavy and her breath quickening. She never told anyone about her parents. She did not remember her father; her mother had told her he died in a car accident while she was a baby. Her mother herself had some problems. Lauren practically raised herself while caring for her mother who never quite healed from the loss of her father.
"You are special, because your father was like me, he was an angel" Lauren stood up and went for the door.
"Where are you going?" Aiden called out angrily as she slammed the door behind her.
Lauren was angry. If this was all true how come her mother had never told her? How come she had never experienced any angelic powers? She had left the hotel nearly an hour ago and began to feel guilty for just walking out on Aiden, he seemed like he genuinely wanted to help her. She walked past a few shops and picked up a newspaper on the way back. Today she should have been starting her last semester at college, but instead she was hanging out with an angel in a motel. Aiden had told her she couldn't return to her old life, it would be too dangerous. After being kidnapped she decided she wanted to stay away from danger for as long as possible.
"Excuse me" a voice called out to her from a distance. It sounded like a child, Lauren thought. Lauren strained her eyes trying to get a better glimpse of the child calling out from her. As her eyes searched the alley way she was in she saw movement behind some old cardboard boxes. She cautiously approached the boxes and noticed a small child huddled between them. The girl looked to be around seven or eight years old. Lauren instantly felt concerned for the child, her hair was matted with dirt and mud and she noticed her feet had no shoes.
"Are you okay?" Lauren asked trying to sound as caring as possible.
"I am now" The child said eerily. The girl stood up and her eyes turned completely black. Lauren walked backwards away from the child with fear building up inside of her, what's wrong with the girl she thought as she realized she was backed up against the wall.
The girl grabbed Laurens hand, Lauren screamed as she felt fiery hot pain shoot through her arm. With her free hand she pushed the little girls head trying to create some space between them. As she made contact with the little girl's skin she could feel energy connecting between them. Lauren pushed the girl away with the last of her strength and fell to the ground. Lauren's eyes were closing but she could see a cloud of black smoke leaving the girl's mouth, and a blistering handprint on the girl's forehead.
