Angels Feud
Chapter 10 Re-Think Your Choice
Lexine had come across a small store. She had opened the door. Nobody looked at her; nobody even acknowledged she was there. She grabbed a package of bandages, and disinfectant then left.
She sat down in the alleyway beside the store. She cleaned her wounds by pouring the liquid on her arm; it stung for a minute. She wrapped her arms in the bandages making sure not to wrap them to tight. She threw the trash into a trashcan that was near by.
She had wandered into a park. Parents sat and talked back and forth. Teenage kids sat under trees. Children ran around wildly having fun and screaming till they turned blue. A small smile crept onto her face. She sat down and watch them run. A little girl stopped to take notice of her. She pulled a little boy over to her and they started whispering.
Both children ran over to her. "Hi." The little girl said merrily. "Hi." Lexine responded her head rested on her arms. Her mouth covered by her arms. "She's hurt. We should get mommy." The little girl pointed out to the boy. The boy nodded and the girl toke off to find her. The boy stared at something behind her. "Are you an angel?" His eyes had rested on her wings. "You could say that." She said half heartily. "Can I touch them?" He asked curiously. She nodded. He reached out his hand and touched one. He pulled his hand away and stopped in front of her face. "Do all angels have that?" He pointed to the mark on her eye. "No only the special angels."
The little girl came running back. "Mommy says to stop playing around. She got worried that somebody was hurt but nobody was there when she looked." Lexine stood up. "Don't worry about me I'm fine. Go back to playing your game." She turned and walked away.
She headed back to the beach. She sat down and the sand making sure no glass was beneath her. She watched the sun disappear into the horizon. It left orange, pink, yellow, purple, and red streaks in the sky. The sky made her rage grow. She stared and her mind thought of Amy.
She now knew why most fallen's stay fallen. Their rage takes over and their body moves one their own. Before they know what they are doing they have done it and cant take it back. Lexine was better than that. She wanted to go back. Her want was stronger than her rage. She fell to her side, her wings moving out of the way so they didn't get crushed.
Her eyes closed. She listened to the water as it came close to her body and moved away. She was freezing her body shook to keep warm. The more she thought of something to keep her warm the more her wings twitched. Her wing extended and wrapped around her. It shielded the cold air from her and kept her warm. She didn't care that they moved now but she couldn't hide them before she just wanted to sleep.
Sylvia had stormed into the tan building. Metatron was still sitting in his chair. "Why?" She screamed. Metatron looked up. "She broke the rules. You know the rules. I had to." "You let other things slide. Things that are worse you let go. You let an angel kill a human and another angel; you just imprisoned him for 30 years. She has feelings and you send her to earth for the rest of her life to live as a fallen. Do you know how much damage that does to an angel?"
Metatron watched her. Sylvia toke a breath trying to calm her self. "Please just give it another thought. Imprison her in ice for years but don't make her live as a fallen." Sylvia bent down to her knees. She placed both her hands together. She held them in front of her as if she was praying. "Please. She's a good kind angel. Please don't destroy her."