A/N: All Marcus POVs (a.k.a. chapters that talk about what's happening with the angel) will be in 3rd person POV.

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Chapter 3: L.A. to Washington


"Oh shit! Is this really happening?" a man by the name Marcus said from the outside of the house. Whether it was because of his clothes, or whether it was because of his angel super powers, it seemed like all eyes turned away from him. Every time Marcus got close to someone, they would naturally walk away from the middle aged man without a second thought.

Of course a fleeting thought of why they were suddenly moving from their spot came to mind but it was gone by the next second.

"I could get used to this," Marcus thought. While he only appeared to be around 35, what many found out the minute they're around Marcus is that he was very unsocial, bordering on rude. Some considered him to be a cranky old man stuck in a younger man's body.

He didn't like being around people and grumbled when forced to be. There was a very simple reason as to why Marcus was the way he was. It all boiled down to one name: Didyme.

However, that's a story for another time.

Now as Marcus stood, as still a statue, outside of his newest assignment's residence, he released a small noise that was intended to be sympathetic. He had watched many missions take place over time and knew that every "transformation" was different, and never pleasant. Each one was transported into their new world in their own weird way. Once he even observed a particularly disgruntled girl transported when she just flushed the toilet. Marcus had never laughed quite as hard as when he witnessed that.

Now was not the time for laughter. His assignment was on his way to his new world and it was up to Marcus to explain everything to him. With a snap of his fingers, Marcus traveled exactly 3,670 miles within two seconds.

He opened his eyes, read the closest street sign and knew that he, along with Edward, was now in Forks, Washington.

Marcus felt the heat on his arm, and looked down to read the new message:

544 Clearwater Road, Forks WA

Residence of Edward and Tanya Cullen