Chapter 2: Second Chance
30 Minutes Earlier:
The brunette was nervous as he awaited his second chance at life. He had died one year ago in a hit and run. After saving a little boy from the cruel fate, the car had hit him so hard that he was dead before the ambulance could even be called. He literally became an angel and was informed that if he did well in his first year, he could get a second chance at life. The only catch was, he had to find love while in angel form. He was also told that some humans knew of their existance and found that their feathers were very valuable. The small angel didn't care about that, though. All he wanted was to live again.
"Feliciano, it's time." An angel appeared next to him and grabbed his shoulder. The ground trembled slightly as Feliciano began to disappear. The ground stopped, but a minute later shook even more violently sending the brunette to the earth. As soon as he reappeared, the ground ceased it's movement. He opened his eyes and looked around. It was pitch black. Slowly, he stood and tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness. Normally, since he was an angel, he could instantly see anything in the dark, but all of his abilities were taken away, except for the ability to fly.
The small angel folded his wings against his back, deciding that it was best to not use them if he couldn't see. He found that it was cold where ever he was. His feet made a slapping sound against the hard ground. Extending his arms, he tried to feel around. He ran into a wall and felt his way around, using it as a guide. Before he could get very far, he heard a door open and dim light flooded in. He smiled in excitement.
Feliciano ran at full speed towards the source and found that his path was blocked by some mysterious person. Before he could stop he ran into the man and both of them fell to the floor. The angel was scared at this point. He didn't know if this person was friendly or not. Not wanting to find out the hard way, he tried to stand as fast as possible. However, the person punched him in the face, sending him stumbling backwards. Before he could regain his composer, something hard hit his wing. He felt the bone snap, sending tears to his eyes instantly.
Pain erupted from his left wing, and he let loose a scream. "Ahhh!"
He couldn't think straight, all he new is that he needed to get as far away as possible. He spotted a corner on the other side of the room. After reaching it, he huddled their, trying to be as small as he could. He barely registered the clang of metal on the floor or the light being switched on. All he could do was focus on the pain in his wing and the fact that this man could want him dead. Why did this have to be the place that he teleported to? This could be his end, all because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Uh... a-are you okay?" Feliciano would have scoffed at the question if he could. Did it look like he was okay? And besides that, he one was the one who hurt him. A second later, he heard the man laugh. "This is a dream, isn't it?"
The angel flinched at the roughness of the voice. Then the man spoke again, a little less intimidating.
"No it can't be. It's way too vivid."
Feli didn't move, although he began to think that maybe the man wasn't trying to hurt him. A hand on his shoulder made him jump. He turned around quickly, and pressed himself against the wall, trying to get away from the man's touch. This, he found out, was a bad idea. His injured wing was being squashed and causing more pain. He screamed again. Freeing his wing from the pressure, he saw that the man was observing him. He wondered what he was thinking about and thought back to warning that some humans hunted angels. At this realization, his eyes widened and his heart sped up causing him to breathe fast.
"I'm s-sorry for hurting you, I thought y-you were a thief," said the man as he extended his hand. A blush had formed on the human's face. Feliciano realized that it was probably because of his nakedness. With his uninjured wing, he covered up himself, but didn't except the hand. "My n-name is Ludwig."
The angel continued to stay as far from him as possible. Soon, he began to tremble, the cold and pain finally catching up to him. Ludwig saw this and tried to help.
"Let me help you. Your wing needs attention."
Feliciano stared at the man as his eyes slowly closed. He was so tired that he couldn't keep them open any longer. He knew that he was tired because of the blood loss, but he didn't care. He just wanted to sleep. He slid to the ground, unconsious, and Ludwig began to panic.
He set to work and got a couple of towels to stop the bleeding and a long piece of cloth to wrap the wing in. Once the blood stopped, he carefully set the bone back into place, causing the angel to flinch in pain, and pinned it against his back so it wouldn't move around a lot. After that was taken care of, he scooped up the small boy and took upstairs to his bed. He put a shirt on him, that could almost act as a dress, and laid him down. After the angel was in the bed and covered up, Ludwig went to the living room and laid on the couch.
He almost couldn't find sleep after seeing what happened. An angel appeared in his basement... an angel! He didn't even believe in the supernatural. Yet their was one laying on his bed. With too much to think about, he finally settled into a restless sleep.
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I know this chapter kind of repeated what I said in the first, but I felt the need to explain Feli's side. Don't forget to review~!
